Journey to the West Digong: People are chatting in the group, all worlds are my believers

Invincible quasi-sage powerhouse, and because Patriarch Styx was an innate god born in the sea of ​​blood, he was born with the characteristic of "immortality".

It is known as "the sea of ​​blood never dries up, and the River of Styx never dies".

The patriarch Styx was so strong that he could survive even in the hands of a saint. Therefore, he was also known as the existence closest to a saint.

However, although Patriarch Styx had a strong foothold, he did not have the chance to become a saint.

Therefore, the Patriarch Styx also imitated Nuwa to create a saint and created the Asura clan.

It's a pity that the way of heaven does not recognize the merits of creating the Asura family.

……

In Lin Xuan's mind, he recalled a lot about Patriarch Styx, and then looked thoughtfully at the sea of ​​blood under the [-]th floor of hell...

Chapter 408

But at this moment, the Houtu sage raised his hand, and the power of the infinite sage continued to emerge.

In an instant, it swept across the sea of ​​blood, shaking the entire underworld.

The power of the mighty saint overwhelms everything.

The sea of ​​blood seemed to feel the coercion of the Houtu sage, and began to churn continuously.

The water of the sea of ​​blood escaped to both sides.

The bottomless sea of ​​blood also began to show his original appearance at this moment.

"what?"

At this moment, the face of the Houtu sage suddenly changed.

Because as the sea of ​​blood bottomed out, there were actually eleven terrifying and invincible giant humanoid gods under the sea of ​​blood.

The eleven humanoid giant gods have six legs and four wings, some have bird bodies and human faces, and some have human faces and tiger bodies...

There are all kinds of forms.

Moreover, even if Lin Xuanling stood empty above the sea of ​​blood, he could still feel the vast power of the eleven humanoid ancient gods.

It has to be said that the physical power of these eleven humanoid ancient gods is really terrifying.

To put it bluntly, it is far superior to ordinary quasi-sages, and even purely in terms of physical body, it is enough to match the saints.

Lin Xuan knew that this was the power of the ancestral witch.

"Big brother! Second brother...you... sure enough!"

When Hou Tu saw the bodies of the eleven ancestor witches, ecstasy burst into his originally calm face.

The Twelve Patriarchal Witches were originally transformed from Pangu's essence and blood.

They are also brothers and sisters in the same line.

After Houtu was sanctified, he couldn't find the physical bodies of his brothers, and he had been brooding in his heart for thousands of years.

Now, how can I not be excited when I see my brother who I miss so much?

Lin Xuan couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief slowly, which was also considered a sigh of relief.

To be honest, Lin Xuan himself is not sure whether these eleven ancestral witches are in the eighteenth hell.

In the previous life, many writers of Internet novels who wrote great novels once wrote like this...

However, this matter is too secretive.

Lin Xuan is also betting...

In fact, Lin Xuan's luck was good, and he made the right bet.

As for Emperor Dongyue, who was beside Houtu, he was completely stupid.

He never expected that this time, Lin Xuan would be right!

What does this mean?

One must know that even a sage like Houtu does not know the whereabouts of this ancestor witch's body.

How does this mysterious person know?

Emperor Dongyue stared at Lin Xuan in a daze, unable to say a word for a while.

Cow breaking!

I'm so awesome!

"This kid, how many secrets do you have?"

Emperor Dongyue swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then thought to himself.

Houtu looked at the eleven ancestral witches, and then waved his hand.

It is the power of reincarnation and hides it in the underworld.

Of course, this time, it will not be in the eighteenth level of hell, and it is naturally impossible for the Buddhist sect to know where the eleven ancestor witches are.

"Thank you, what's your name, little brother?"

Houtu turned around, with a look of gratitude on his beautiful face.

"Lin Xuan!"

Lin Xuan smiled faintly, and said to Houtu.

"Little friend Lin Xuan, I will not talk about this kindness for the time being... In short, if you get my place in the future, I will not hesitate!"

Houtu didn't talk nonsense, clasped his hands together, and promised Lin Xuan.

Emperor Dongyue looked at Lin Xuan enviously. To be honest, he was sore.

In this prehistoric world, the most powerful thing is the existence of saints.

And the saint is willing to give Lin Xuan such a promise, which is equivalent to getting a gold medal for avoiding death.

Lin Xuan obviously knew the weight of this promise, and with a smile in his eyes, he nodded to the Houtu sage.

"Buddhism... I didn't expect it to be so vicious, trying to assimilate the power of the ancestor witches with the resentment of the [-]th hell! If they are allowed to continue for ten thousand years, I'm afraid they will really succeed!"

"At that time, the Buddhist sect had eleven ancestral witch bodies, and their strength was so strong that even saints would have to look sideways!"

After Houtu made the promise to Lin Xuan, he seemed to remember what the Buddhist sect had done, and the anger in his eyes kept burning, almost protruding from his body, and he said in a cold voice.

Now, under the sea of ​​blood, Houtu successfully discovered the bodies of eleven ancestor witches, and he understood the sinister calculations of Buddhism.

Originally, Hou Tu still had some doubts about Lin Xuan, but at this moment, it completely disappeared.

For Hou Tu, this kind of behavior from Fomen was simply unbearable for her.

"If it wasn't for this palace not being able to leave the underworld, this account will have to be settled with the Buddhist sect sooner or later!"

Houtu gritted his teeth and said.

Hou Tu Zhai has a benevolent heart and is the most benevolent saint.

Among the saints, perhaps only Nuwa saint can stand shoulder to shoulder with Houtu.

However, even for such a benevolent saint, she still has the arrogance of her saint.

Western Buddhism, bullying her like this, who can bear it?

Houtu's chest rose and fell slightly, and it took him a long time to calm down his anger.

However, Lin Xuan knew that this time, the Buddhist sect had offended Houtu after death.

The authentic saint, although trapped in the tunnel, cannot leave the Three Realms.

However, Houtu is in the underworld, which has absolutely invincible power.

As for future disciples of Buddhism, if they fall into the underworld, I am afraid that they will be "taken care of" by the sages of Houtu.

Although the Houtu sage didn't say much, his eyes betrayed everything.

With a wave of Hou Tu's hand, Lin Xuan and others felt the space change and returned to Fengdu City.

"saint……"

The King of Hades of the Ten Temples hurried forward and looked at the Houtu Sage with a puzzled face.

"This is little friend Lin Xuan. You must not reveal anything about what happened today!"

"As for the matter of Ksitigarbha and Monkey King, tell the Heavenly Court that it was done by me!"

"If Buddhism and Heaven want to settle accounts, let them come to the underworld to find me to settle accounts!"

Houtu opened his mouth slowly, with a stern expression on his face, like frost.

……

King Hades of Ten Palaces saw Houtu like this, Qiqi shuddered.

They knew that the Houtu sage was not joking.

If they dared to reveal Lin Xuan's news privately, they would be in a catastrophe.

"Follow the order of the saint!"

All the Kings of Hades from the Ten Halls bent down and spoke respectfully to Houtu.

The Hades of Ten Palaces and Emperor Dongyue originally belonged to the Heavenly Court forces.

However, for so many years, Hades of the Ten Palaces and Emperor Dongyue had already secretly surrendered to the sage of Houtu, so naturally they did not dare to disobey Houtu.

"Little friend Lin Xuan, are you satisfied with this?"

Houtu turned his head, looked at Lin Xuan, and then asked Lin Xuan.

"Satisfied! Of course I am satisfied! A sage understands me!"

Lin Xuan laughed out loud.

Hou Tu is unparalleled in wisdom. Seeing Lin Xuan wrapping himself in ghost fire, he naturally knows that Lin Xuan doesn't want to reveal his identity.

Therefore, Hou Tu first explained Lin Xuan to the King of Hades in the Ten Palaces.

And this move is also the intention of Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan exchanged greetings with the Houtu sage, and then bid farewell.

The Houtu sage didn't hold back too much.

But Lin Xuan knew that after this incident, the Houtu sage already owed him a favor.

The favor of a saint can be of great use in the future!

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan felt relieved.

This time, the trip to the underworld is not bad!

Not only did he help Monkey King solve his troubles, but he also gained so much...

Chapter 409 Sacrifice in Hell

"Wukong, don't go to Huaguo Mountain yet!"

Lin Xuan bid farewell to the sage of Houtu and took Monkey King with him. He had already set foot on the bridge of Naihe, but in the end, he stopped.

Sun Wukong was full of doubts, turned his head to look at Lin Xuan, puzzled, and asked:

"Why don't you go to Huaguo Mountain?"

"Listen to me... in the underworld, sacrifice the Ksitigarbha King and others to Supreme Priest Hongmeng! If you go to Huaguo Mountain, I'm afraid that you will be known by the powers of the Three Realms and disturb Supreme Priest Hongmeng!"

Lin Xuan pondered for a while, and then spoke to Monkey King.

"Oh I got it!"

Sun Wukong suddenly realized, and he was very excited.

Finally, it is time to make a contribution to Master Hongmeng.

This time, Lin Xuan helped Monkey King enter the underworld, and directly captured the Ksitigarbha, the four judges, and Impermanence in Black and White.

Of course, Lin Xuan intends to use these ghosts and fairies as his sacrifices.