Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

"How dare you!"

Pingxin shouted suddenly with a sullen look on his face.

Opposite Pingxin, Ao Changsheng was startled, looking at the angry Pingxin strangely, a little confused.

"Do you know what I said wrong, fellow Taoist, Pingxin?"

Although he had jokingly called himself one of the masters of reincarnation before, this place of reincarnation is Pingxin's dojo after all.

Whenever Ao Changsheng came to this reincarnation, he would not use any means of investigation, so he did not know what happened.

"Fellow Taoist, Changsheng, please look..."

Pingxin's face was still sullen, and as soon as he thought about it, a round mirror suddenly appeared in front of him. The picture in it was full of gloomy winds, and it was a scene of the netherworld.

But...

In this gloomy netherworld, a white-robed and handsome Taoist was walking step by step towards the depths of the netherworld.

With every step, a cluster of white lotuses will be born. After a while, a bridge paved with white lotuses will appear.

Extending from the prehistoric world to the netherworld little by little.

"This is..."

Ao Changsheng looked at the round mirror and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Although he did not deliberately investigate, in this reincarnation, Pingxin's methods were not ordinary.

Just watching, it was as if he was in the scene, and then a breath that made Ao Changsheng very familiar came to his face.

Ao Changsheng immediately said with a little surprise: "The Western Church, Zhunti's method of receiving and guiding?"

"It was Zhunti's magical power that concealed the figure of this Taoist and made him cross the sea of ​​blood and enter the underworld from the gate of the underworld."

Pingxin nodded. Although her face returned to calm, her eyes flashed with cold light.

As the master of reincarnation, she personally investigated, so it was naturally much clearer than Ao Changsheng just watching.

"Zunti's method... Is Zhunti trying to interfere in the underworld?"

Ao Changsheng looked at the Taoist in the round mirror with a little interest.

The cultivation is not strong, or very weak. For Ao Changsheng and Pingxin, the Taiyi Jinxian cultivator is really like an ant.

However, Ao Changsheng looked at this Taoist and couldn't help but think of a sacred figure in his mind.

Ksitigarbha, or Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Of course, the current Western religion has not yet become Buddhism, so there is no title of Bodhisattva in the prehistoric world.

However...

Ao Changsheng was a little surprised.

Is the time when Ksitigarbha became a Taoist... so early?

The current Western religion has not yet become a Buddha, and several Buddhas have either not yet been born or are still wandering in the prehistoric world and have not joined the West.

Looking at the picture in the round mirror, Pingxin's face was calm, and she could not see any joy or anger, but her eyes were extremely cold.

She couldn't bring herself to deal with a cultivator at the level of Taiyi Jinxian.

Moreover... Pingxin also wanted to see what Zhunti was going to do with such a method.

But...

Pingxin snorted coldly.

In the underworld, the Taoist walked forward with his brows lowered and his hands clasped together, and the palms of the Taoist's hands were sprinkled with golden powder.

"The gold bead is broken..."

The handsome Taoist looked at the golden powder sprinkled on his palms and whispered to himself.

The voice was calm, without any surprise.

Obviously, he might have known this scene a long time ago.

Involuntarily, the Taoist's mind flashed with what his master said before he set out.

"Ksitigarbha, you don't need to worry before you enter the netherworld. Your master's methods can protect you."

"But after you enter the netherworld, your master's methods will soon become ineffective, and at this time, everything can only rely on yourself."

"By then, the evil ghosts of the netherworld will come to stop you. Are you afraid?"

Zunti asked softly with a bright and generous golden wheel of merit behind his head and a compassionate look on his face.

"Even if you are afraid, go!"

The handsome Taoist, that is, Ksitigarbha, put his hands together, his voice was very light, but extremely firm.

Ksitigarbha looked at the firm eyes that sprinkled golden sand in his hands at this time, and did not change at all.

Then he continued to put his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and walked forward, still with a white lotus under his feet, and walked step by step towards the netherworld in front.

Not long.

"Is it a living creature?"

"A living cultivator has entered the netherworld!"

In the distance of Huangquan Road, a noisy sound came.

At the end of the Yellow Spring Road where Ksitigarbha is, there are countless Yellow Spring Roads, all over the place.

All these Yellow Spring Roads merge into a wider Yellow Spring Road in the distance, so wide that the edge is invisible.

This... is the real road of ghosts and gods leading to the netherworld - the Yellow Spring Road!

On each Yellow Spring Road, the illusory ghosts of various races are curiously looking at the Yellow Spring Road covered with white lotus.

Even the ghost messengers on the Yellow Spring Roads are curiously looking at the handsome Taoist who is walking step by step.

However...

There is not a single ghost messengerMove forward.

No one... no ghost is stupid, just looking at the scene of a lotus flower paved with a yellow spring road.

You can understand.

This handsome Taoist is not a good person.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of ghosts, no, it should be hundreds of millions of ghosts and millions of ghost messengers, Dizang stepped into the real yellow spring road and walked towards the underworld in the distance step by step.

"This is the first time I have seen a living being coming from the ancient yellow spring road... I didn't expect that the first person I saw would be a living cultivator."

A ghost messenger looked at Dizang's back and whispered.

"Don't say you, I have been working here for several Yuanhui, and it's the first time I have seen someone coming from the ancient yellow spring road." Another ghost messenger sneered on the side.

Obviously, this ghost messenger was much older than the ghost messenger who spoke earlier, or died earlier.

"What do you think... is that Taoist here for?" Another ghost messenger asked curiously.

"I have heard that in the prehistoric times, there were powerful cultivators who were unwilling to see their relatives and friends die, and entered my netherworld to retrieve their souls, but those powerful cultivators went directly to the netherworld..."

"But those who walked on the Yellow Spring Ancient Road obviously entered from the Ghost Gate. I have never heard of such a thing." A ghost messenger shook his head and said.

"Come from the Ghost Gate? How is it possible... Only ghosts can enter the Ghost Gate. This is the iron rule of the underworld!" A ghost messenger's face changed slightly.

"It can't be wrong. To be able to set foot on the Yellow Spring Road, you must have walked through the Ghost Gate. This... is also the iron rule of the underworld." The ghost messenger shook his head and said.

Hearing the ghost messenger's words.

The ghost messengers who were originally eavesdropping with interest suddenly changed their faces, and their originally sullen faces became even sullener.

All of them stopped talking, just with a stern face, and dutifully drove away the ghosts on the Yellow Spring Road.

Obviously... all these ghost officials realized that no matter which possibility it was, it broke the iron rule of the underworld.

It was not something that these little ghost officials could interfere with.

Sure enough...

After a while, these ghost officials saw that the Yellow Spring Road in the distance suddenly shook.

In the distance...

Dozens of huge and ferocious ghost gods Yaksha were besieging a tiny figure.

Looked closely.

Who else could it be but the handsome Taoist Dizang who just passed by.

…

"Taoist... leave!"

On the side of the Yellow Spring Road, a ten-thousand-foot-tall Yaksha stood there, with an ugly and ferocious face, and roared fiercely.

In front of the Yaksha.

Dizang put his hands together, raised his lowered eyebrows, looked at the fierce Yaksha in front of him and said softly.

"There is no turning back on this journey."

"Leave!" "Leave!" "Leave!"

Hearing Ksitigarbha's words, the Yaksha glared and roared fiercely, holding the three-pronged sky-supporting fork in his hand high up, and smashed it towards Ksitigarbha.

Accompanied by a loud bang.

The Yellow Spring Ancient Road was as stable as Mount Tai without any tremor.

But it was also true that how could a mere Yaksha shake the Yellow Spring Ancient Road.

But...

The Taoist Ksitigarbha was just like the Yellow Spring Ancient Road, without any tremor, with one hand in front of him and the other hand raised high.

One hand to support the sky!

Holding the three-pronged sky-supporting fork firmly, Ksitigarbha's face was still calm.

"How courageous!"

The Yaksha's face suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly, holding the fork in his hands tightly and pressing down hard.

But... it was useless.

Ksitigarbha's expression did not change at all. He held up the sky with one hand and continued to walk towards the netherworld without changing his steps.

The Yaksha's expression was extremely ugly.

Although this Yaksha was not a Taiyi Perfection of Ksitigarbha, he was also a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

As Taiyi, his full-strength attack could not shake the Taoist in front of him.

"Brothers, this Taoist is tricky, let's go together."

Without any hesitation, the Yaksha shouted loudly.

Before the voice fell.

One, two, three... three consecutive three-pronged sky-supporting forks attacked Ksitigarbha from various tricky angles.

Looked closely.

On the vast Yellow Springs Road, in addition to the first ten-thousand-foot Yaksha, three more ten-thousand-foot Yaksha figures appeared.

The ten-thousand-foot-long three-pronged sky-supporting forks whistled, and the three Taiyi Yakshas did not hold back at all and smashed towards Ksitigarbha with all their strength.

At this time, Ksitigarbha lowered his eyes, held up the sky with one hand, and walked forward with one step and one lotus.

Just when the three Yakshas' three-pronged sky-holding forks were about to hit Ksitigarbha, the raised arm moved.

The speed was not fast. Ksitigarbha's hand holding the three-pronged sky-holding forks swept around his body, but the strange thing was that...

The three attacks that were about to hit Ksitigarbha were all blocked.

And... all of them were blocked by the three-pronged sky-lifting fork in Ksitigarbha's hand.

When Ksitigarbha raised his arm again, the original three-pronged sky-lifting fork had become four.

Four ten-thousand-foot-tall Taiyi Yakshas occupied the four directions, surrounding Ksitigarbha, holding the fork handles with both hands, their faces livid.

This was not because they were pressing down with all their strength, trying to crush Ksitigarbha below.

Rather, they wanted to retract the three-pronged sky-lifting forks in their hands, but...

They couldn't do it.

The four three-pronged sky-lifting forks were like one body, held in Ksitigarbha's hands, and no matter how hard the four Taiyi Yakshas exerted their strength, they did not move at all.

And Ksitigarbha, still with that calm posture of holding up the sky with one hand, walked forward step by step.

"Let go--"

One of the Yakshas roared, holding the fork handle with both hands, but suddenly stepped towards Ksitigarbha.

But before the Yaksha stepped on Ksitigarbha, he saw that Ksitigarbha's raised arm moved slightly, and the four three-pronged sky-supporting forks suddenly turned.

A huge force came from Ksitigarbha's thin body, and the four ten-thousand-foot Yakshas had no power to resist and were thrown up.

Each changed his position.

The Yaksha who had kicked out naturally could not continue to kick.

At this time... the Yakshas finally realized one thing, that is, they were no match for the Taoist in front of them.

"Call someone!"

The Yaksha who appeared first shouted without hesitation, and a Yaksha magic power burst out.

The other three Yakshas did not hesitate at all, and cooperated to burst out Yaksha magic power, and the four Yaksha magic powers entangled and collided with each other.

Suddenly, a strange magic power fluctuation was emitted, spreading to the surroundings at a terrifying speed.

Then... one after another Yaksha ghosts and gods rose from the ground in the distance of Huangquan Road, and turned their heads to look here.

Walking towards this side with heavy steps.

From a distance, it seemed as if dozens of ten thousand feet high mountains were moving, and the ghosts and gods Yakshas had hideous faces and were terrifying.

At this time, even Ksitigarbha had a solemn look on his face.

Dozens of Taiyi Jinxian-level ghosts and gods Yakshas.

Moreover, being able to work in the underworld and guard Huangquan Road, these ghosts and gods Yakshas must not be weak among the Taiyi Jinxians.

The four Yakshas before were so powerless in front of Ksitigarbha, not because they were too weak, but... Ksitigarbha was too strong!