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

Although she was a disciple of Master Tongtian in the East China Sea, she had never come into contact with people from the Chan Sect in Kunlun Mountain.

She had not come into contact with people from the Chan Sect much either.

But the Holy Mother of Jinling had often heard from her brothers and sisters how... arrogant the people from the Chan Sect were.

After thinking for a while, the Holy Mother of Jinling changed the words of her brothers and sisters into less unpleasant words.

As for why the Holy Mother of Jinling could recognize these guys from the Chan Sect.

For a cultivator, it is super easy to convey the appearance and aura!

In the past, the Holy Mother of Jinling did not really believe the words of her brothers and sisters.

After all, the Chan Sect was still a disciple of a saint, so how could it be as unbearable as her brothers and sisters said.

But after seeing it today...

The Holy Mother of Jinling felt that what her brothers and sisters said seemed a bit euphemistic.

The third generation of disciples at the level of Daluo Jinxian dared to break into the underworld.

The three second-generation disciples of the Chan Sect were watching the show silently.

Especially the cultivation of these three people. If they were at the first level of Quasi-Saint, it would be fine. After all, in the prehistoric world, Quasi-Saint is the strongest under Saint.

They have the capital to be arrogant.

But... Huanglong Zhenren is in the late Daluo stage, Taiyi Zhenren is in the perfect Daluo stage, and Yuding Zhenren is in the late Daluo stage.

Three, no, four Daluo Jinxian dared to break into the underworld.

This can't even be described as arrogant.

This is simply... too arrogant!

Jin Ling Shengmu secretly complained in her heart.

...

Gate of Hell.

Time moved forward.

Back to when Yang Jian just broke into the underworld.

Looking at the broken Gate of Hell in the distance, Yang Jian's master, Yuding Zhenren, widened his eyes and covered his heart with disbelief.

"How dare he...how dare he?"

Yu Ding Zhenren never thought that he was just asking his senior brother for help, and he came a step late, how could he come back like this.

"It's over, it's over...Erlang, how dare he break through the gate of hell and rush into the underworld!"

If it weren't for the two senior brothers beside him, Yu Ding Zhenren would have burst into tears at this time.

Not to mention Yang Jian's master Yu Ding Zhenren, at this moment, even Huang Long Zhenren and Tai Yi Zhenren beside him were a little frightened.

As disciples of Yu Xu of the Chan Sect, they are very familiar with the forces in the prehistoric world.

Although they are arrogant, they also know which ones can be offended and which ones cannot be offended.

For example, it is politically correct to criticize the Jie Sect for no reason. It is a dispute between the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect. Even if it is a big fight, their master Yuanshi Tianzun will support them.

But the underworld is different...

The underworld is the power of the Pingxin Niangniang and the Pingxin Saint.

Moreover, he has the destiny to be responsible for the reincarnation of countless creatures in the prehistoric world. It is a place of great merit and great cause and effect.

Is this a place where you can act arrogantly?

"You are a fool, Yu Ding, your disciple is really a fool..." Taiyi Zhenren scolded him in a low voice with a dark face.

"Yu Ding, when you taught Yang Jian to practice, didn't you teach him the common sense in the prehistoric world?" Huanglong Zhenren, who was standing aside, also said in a low voice with an ugly face.

"I... I taught him! But..." Yu Ding had a sad face.

He couldn't help but think of the words he said when he taught Yang Jian.

Yuquan Mountain, Jinxia Cave!

In the Taoist temple of Yu Ding Zhenren.

Yang Jian, who had just escaped the pursuit of the heavenly soldiers and generals of the heavenly court, was practicing hard with hatred for the heavenly court and the obsession of wanting to rescue his mother.

On the side, Jade Ding Zhenren, who looked like an immortal, was looking at his disciple with satisfaction.

Not to mention the mysterious eye on his forehead, even his own qualifications were enough to move him.

This was the qualification that could be sent to Kunlun Mountain, and he could even directly worship under the sage Yuanshi Tianzun and become his junior brother.

But...

"Since I have met you, you must be my disciple." Jade Ding Zhenren said in his heart, his eyes swept over Yang Jian, and he became more and more satisfied.

At this time, Yang Jian's heart was full of hatred for the Heavenly Court and his obsession to rescue his mother.

Jade Ding Zhenren didn't care much about Yang Jian's hatred and obsession.

The Heavenly Court was powerful, but his Kunlun Yuxu Palace lineage was not vegetarian.

But...

Although Yang Jian was precocious, he was just a little boy after all, facing the heavenly soldiers and generals, facing the behemoth of the Heavenly Court.

Even though he had boundless hatred, deep in his heart, there was still fear. The young Yang Jian was afraid of the Heavenly Court.

Seeing this, Jade Ding Zhenren frowned immediately.

He didn't care about the hatred and obsession, and his lineage of cultivation didn't mean he had to be ruthless and heartless, but fear...

If it can't be eliminated as soon as possible, even if he is a saint's disciple without the trouble of the inner demon and the outer demon, it will definitely become Yang Jian's weakness in the future.

So...

"Yang Jian, my disciple, come on." Jade Ding Zhenren waved at Yang Jian with a smile on his face.

"I will tell you about my Yuxu Palace lineage and the identity of your master Yuanshi Tianzun."

"Your master Yuanshi Tianzun is a saint."

"Saint, do you know what a saint is? That is the peak of the prehistoric world, the strongest in the whole prehistoric world."

"The prehistoric world is vast and boundless, but there is really nothing that my Yuxu Palace lineage cannot afford to offend or provoke."

"So, don't be afraid, it's just the Heavenly Court, you don't need to be afraid of him, wait until you have achieved success in your cultivation, and carry the name of my Yuxu Palace, and go to save your mother openly."

"As for the Heavenly Court, I, your master, will take over. Even if I, your master, can't take over, there is still your master..."

...

Thinking of the education he had given Yang Jian, Jade Ding Zhenren wished he could go back to the past and slap himself in the face.

Let him know that even if he wants to drive away the fear in his disciples' hearts, he doesn't need to be so confident.

What a pity.

The long river of time in the prehistoric world was suppressed by the four sacred beasts. Even if Daluo had the ability to go back to the past and to the future, he couldn't use it.

"Two senior brothers, the most urgent thing now is not to blame Yang Jian, but to find a way to solve this problem!"

Yu Ding Zhenren pointed to the other side of the Ghost Gate, in the Netherworld, where Yang Jian was fighting with the Daluo Ghost Emperor in the Netherworld and spoke weakly.

"This..."

Huang Long Zhenren and Tai Yi Zhenren both paused and looked in the direction of the Netherworld.

To be honest.

Although they scolded Yang Jian for being a fool,... Yang Jian's qualifications were really good.

Even so good that they felt inferior to him.

After all, even they had not achieved the Daluo Jinxian in ten thousand years.

And...

As members of the Chan Sect, they knew the skills and magical powers of Yang Jian's practice much better than others.

Nine-turn Refining Yuan Gong, the "Nine-turn Yuan Gong" practiced by Yang Jian is an extremely mysterious and orthodox method in the Chan Sect. Those who succeed in it are invulnerable to all kinds of methods and indestructible.

It is the orthodox Daluo practice method of Xuanmen.

After achieving Daluo, Yang Jian also practiced the Chan Sect's magical skill "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills", and it has already shown initial results.

If Yang Jian had not practiced for a short time, once given enough time, Yang Jian would have completely mastered the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills.

At this time, the Daluo Ghost Emperor who was fighting with Yang Jian was not Yang Jian's opponent at all.

Such qualifications.

It can be said to be the best talent in the prehistoric world.

If he was killed here, even the Chan Sect would probably be heartbroken.

What's more, as the eldest disciple among the three generations of Chan Sect disciples, if Yang Jian was killed in the underworld, their Chan Sect would definitely become a laughing stock in the prehistoric world.

Especially the Jie Sect.

Huang Long Zhenren and Tai Yi Zhenren have already imagined 36,800 words of ridicule from Jiejiao for their Chanjiao in the future.

"We enter the underworld... I, the third generation disciple of Chanjiao, must not die in the underworld."

After a short silence, Tai Yi Zhenren spoke first, looking at the broken gate of hell in front of him with a determined look.

"Tai Yi is right, I, Yang Jian, must not die in the underworld."

Huang Long Zhenren also spoke out, with a solemn expression.

"Brother Tai Yi, Brother Huang Long."

Yu Ding Zhenren's eyes were full of emotion.

What kind of feelings are needed to be willing to accompany him to the underworld without permission.

"Don't worry."

Since the decision has been made, Tai Yi Zhenren will naturally not think about anything else. His face has returned to calm, which gives Huang Long Zhenren and Yu Ding Zhenren more confidence.

"I have thought about it carefully. The danger of us breaking into the underworld is not that great."

"Although the underworld is a place of reincarnation and the cause and effect are heavy, we will not disturb the six reincarnations, so the great cause and effect has little to do with us."

"As for the ghost cultivators in the underworld, they do not have a body and are not orthodox. Even after billions of years, there may be a few quasi-saint ghosts."

"But we have joined forces, and with the protection of spiritual treasures, we don't have to be afraid."

"I have also sent a message to other brothers and sisters, and they will come to support us soon."

"As for that one..."

Speaking of this, Taiyi Zhenren also paused.

As disciples of saints, they naturally know some of the saints' magical powers. In addition, they are in the underworld, so they dare not mention the name of Lady Pingxin.

"Although this underworld was opened up by that one, it has never been opened for billions of years.I have heard that person managed the underworld. "

"These little things will probably not alarm that person." Taiyi Zhenren said solemnly.

Listening to Taiyi Zhenren's analysis, Huanglong Zhenren beside him also nodded in agreement.

And Yuding Zhenren was even more moved at this time.

Although Taiyi Zhenren's analysis made sense, analysis was only analysis after all, involving saints.

Even if there was a tiny possibility, it was definitely not a safe thing.

Immediately, Yuding Zhenren said without the slightest hesitation, with a look of determination on his face.

"Please rest assured, my two senior brothers, if things can't be done, and that person blames it, I, Yuding, will bear all the consequences."

Hearing Yuding's words, Taiyi Zhenren and Huanglong Zhenren also smiled.

"Good junior brother!"

"However, this matter was decided by us together, how could we let you bear it alone? If there is a problem, naturally we will bear it together."

"Senior brother!"

"Junior brother! ”

“Brother!”

The three Taoists looked at each other affectionately.

“Brother…”

“We should go to the underworld, otherwise, it will be too late for Erlang to be captured.” Jade Ding Zhenren said affectionately.

Huang Long Zhenren: “…”

Tai Yi Zhenren: “…”

The Netherworld.

The Great Luo Ghost Emperor of the underworld fought fiercely with Yang Jian, and fought to the point of madness.

Even though the Great Luo Ghost Emperor only had a cold ghost body, he still had endless heat in his heart at this time, and it was a blazing war.

However, Yang Jian was not in that mood at this time.

Being concerned about his mother made it impossible for Yang Jian to enjoy the battle here. He attacked like crazy, wanting to capture the Ghost Emperor Daluo, and then go find his mother.

But…

Perhaps the Great Luo Ghost Emperor was much worse than Yang Jian in terms of qualifications, but the extra billions of years of hard practice were not only the difference in cultivation and magical powers.

The more anxious Yang Jian was, the more he Unable to defeat the Great Ghost Emperor.

At this time, the Great Ghost Emperor obviously saw Yang Jian's anxiety, and gradually sobered up from the high fighting spirit, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

If it were another time and another place, he really wanted to continue fighting with Yang Jian for 30,000 or 300,000 rounds.

But...

Yang Jian was anxious and didn't want to fight for a long time.

After he woke up, he also realized that this was the underworld, not a place for him to fight here.

"Yang Jian..." The Great Ghost Emperor called Yang Jian's name, with a solemn look in his eyes.

"I admit you, among the people I have seen in my life, in terms of talent, you should be the strongest. If we practice for the same time, I must be inferior to you. "

"Even if I want to take you down now, I can't do it in a short time, but..."

The Great Ghost Emperor said, in his ghost body, a gloomy Netherworld Seal slowly exuded a sense of Taoism, filling the ghost body of the Great Ghost Emperor.

At this moment.

In the dark, the power of the entire Netherworld gathered towards the Great Ghost Emperor, and an unparalleled power came to bless him.

At this moment, the ghost body of the Great Ghost Emperor, which seemed extremely small compared to Yang Jian's Dharma image, suddenly became taller.

It was not a simple change in body size, but an increase in status and authority.

At this moment, the Great Ghost Emperor was the Netherworld, representing the power of the Netherworld.

"But I am the Ghost Emperor of the Netherworld, holding the authority of the Netherworld, and with the great power of the Netherworld blessing me, you can't be the opponent of this emperor. "

The voice of the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld was dull, but it seemed to contain endless majesty.

In the vast underworld, countless ghosts and monsters who heard this voice felt a heavy pressure coming.

Some weak-minded people fell to the ground regardless of their cultivation.

Endless pressure spread towards Yang Jian, covering Yang Jian completely.

This was not a simple pressure, but the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld used the power of the underworld to control the power of the underworld to suppress Yang Jian.

At this moment, even Yang Jian's body and mind felt a heavy pressure that came out of nowhere.

The pressure was so strong that it even suppressed Yang Jian. At this moment, Yang Jian was out of breath, and even his magical power of controlling the heaven and earth could hardly be maintained.

Yang Jian held the three-pointed two-edged spear in both hands to support his huge body, and his whole body trembled slightly. This was Yang Jian struggling to get rid of this pressure.

But... he couldn't do it.

At this moment, the Ghost Emperor of the Underworld used the authority of the Underworld to call for the power of the Underworld to bless him, and... at this moment, the power of the Underworld blessed by this Ghost Emperor was extremely strong.

If it were normal times, the many Ghost Emperors and Ghost Kings in the Underworld would definitely not allow this Ghost Emperor to control such a powerful power of the Underworld so easily.

But at this moment, even withThis Ghost Emperor would certainly not try to stop him if he didn't like him.

So...

Yang Jian was now facing the power of all the Ghost Emperors in the underworld.

The pressure was so strong that he, a Daluo, could not resist it at all.