Prehistoric: Blood Lord Styx, starting with 100,000 Pangu blood

As the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit spoke, she directly performed the supernatant Taoist method, and the Flying Golden Sword was held in her hand, piercing the sky with its shocking sword intent.

Master Tongtian is the master of swordsmanship, so the disciples of Jiejiao can learn swordsmanship to some extent.

Among them, Our Lady of the Golden Spirit has the deepest kendo.

"Amitabha, since you are determined to die, the poor monk will send you on your way."

"As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, let the poor monk bear the infinite karma."

Ksitigarbha said hypocritically that a gate of hell appeared behind him, leading directly to the netherworld.

More than a hundred years ago, King Ksitigarbha was sent to the Nether Realm for further studies by Zhunti and Guidance, and let him control the realm of hell.

There are six realms of reincarnation, and the control of this hell realm belongs to Western religion.

Ksitigarbha regained the endless evil spirits in the hell way, and he built the gate of hell, which can summon these evil spirits to fight for him.

An evil spirit may be weak, but with the endless evil spirits coming out together, even the quasi-sages have to give up three points, let alone the Golden Spirit Virgin, the pinnacle of the Daluo Jinxian.

The evil spirits of the hell realm gather the evil thoughts of the prehistoric world, which can defile the monk's soul and cause him to perish in pain.

"The gate of hell, infinite evil spirits, under my command, kill!"

Following the order of the Ksitigarbha King, the gate of hell became ten thousand feet in size, and ferocious ghosts crawled out of it, with black water flowing from their mouths, and the stench was incomparable.

Ghosts cried and wolves howled, and the space of thousands of miles was instantly shrouded by countless evil spirits.

Black air and evil thoughts dyed the sky black.

Chapter 350

Jinji Ridge.

Countless lives were lost.

The soldiers of Da Zhou and Yin Shang fought together under the leadership of Ji Fa and Wen Zhong respectively.

They lined up troops and kept charging, trying to destroy each other.

Thousands of years ago, during the great battle between Emperor Xuanyuan and Chi You, the soldiers on Xuanyuan's side formed a battle formation and gathered their army souls, thus defeating the army of the Yi people.

Since then, battle formations have spread among the human race.

On the battlefield at this time, Da Zhou and Yin Shang also summoned their army souls.

Needless to say, Yin Shang's military spirit is a golden peacock with hundreds of thousands of feet. After all, Kong Xuan is the patron saint of Yin Shang.

But Da Zhou, their army soul is a black unicorn.

The two army souls fought together like a meat grinder, constantly taking away the lives of soldiers from both sides.

Everyone was red-eyed, leaving only ruthless killing intent and hatred.

On the other side, endless evil spirits enveloped the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and others, including Jin Guangxian and the other six immortals.

The remaining sixteen arhats, including Fu Hu, were also among the evil spirits, but because of Ksitigarbha, they were not attacked.

"Ha ha......."

"Now let's see how you still resist, why don't you kneel down and accept the surrender earlier?"

"As long as you are willing to join my Western religion, the poor monk can spare your life."

Fu Hu laughed and said, he really wanted to convert these few disciples of the Intercepting Sect, and then accept them into the Western Sect.

After all, Zhunti and Jieying have been instilling a thought in all the disciples of the Western religion, that is, compassion.

We don't need to kill, but we must save them and wash away the endless evil thoughts and karma.

However, the transformed creatures no longer have free will, and can only be said to be puppets of Western religion.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"I will teach my disciples that I will not give in."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit roared angrily, beheading the evil spirits around her, and there were already hideous scars on her body.

The evil ghost's attack was very strange, and the wound on the Virgin of the Golden Spirit could not heal for a long time.

In fact, she is not bad, but Jin Guangxian and others are very miserable.

On the one hand, their strength is not high, and they are at a loss for a while under the ravages of evil spirits, and their fighting spirit has declined.

On the other hand, there are Fu Hu and other arhats who do not talk about martial arts and engage in sneak attacks. Their situation is very sad.

"Jin Guangxian, what shall we do?"

Although the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit is powerful in combat, it is obvious that she cannot afford to help the Six Immortals right now.

"If this continues, we will definitely be on the list of gods."

"San Xiao and the others are currently entangled by the disciples of Chanjiao, we can be said to be alone and helpless."

Half of Golden Hoop Fairy's body has been eaten by the evil spirit, he said to Jin Guangxian.

"For the current plan, it seems that we can only ask Master for help."

"Let's cast our mana together and contact Master."

In desperation, Jin Guangxian could only speak to the other six immortals.

"Great!"

The others nodded in agreement.

So, while dealing with the evil ghosts, Fu Hu and others, they tried to communicate with the leader of Tongtian.

But all their efforts came to nothing, and everyone gradually fell into despair.

"Don't think about it, the saint will not make a move within three years."

"In other words, even if all the disciples of the Four Religions die, the saint will not appear."

"Desperate!"

Before coming to Jinjiling, Zhunti told Ksitigarbha the news.

After Ksitigarbha's words fell, the Six Immortals of Jiejiao fell into complete despair.