Honghuang: Sleeping for countless years, exposed by his disciples

"Seize the Nether Blood Sea, and save the endless resentful spirits and dead souls. From then on, we will gain the power of merit and virtue. The Western Sect will usher in an opportunity to rise!"

After all, Jieyin Zhunti set off towards the Nether Blood Sea.

They also brought a Western Taoist named Ksitigarbha.

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Chapter 175 Receiving Zhunti, you dare to bully my disciples of Taiyun Mountain, are you getting bored?

The accompanying King Ksitigarbha, wearing a purple cassock, a necklace and a treasure cover, and holding a banner, is truly dignified and unique.

Ksitigarbha bowed and asked reverently, "Two saints, we are going to the Nether Blood Sea, but we want to save that evil spirit?"

Jieyin looked at Ksitigarbha, who had been practicing with him for a long time, and was very satisfied.

His own philosophy of establishing a religion is reflected in Ksitigarbha.

Therefore, to save the evil ghosts and resentful spirits in the nether sea of ​​blood, he can safely hand them over to the Ksitigarbha King.

"Exactly so, saving ghosts and resentful souls is a matter of great merit to Honghuang, and you need to do it with all your heart and soul!" Zhunti said solemnly.

"Two saints, don't worry, I will surely save the endless grievances from the sea of ​​blood in order to prosper our Western religion!" Ksitigarbha nodded vigorously and said loudly.

Jieying Zhunti nodded deeply, looking at his Ksitigarbha King, he was more and more satisfied.

With Ksitigarbha working for me.

Finally realized what it's like to be a boss.

Travel to the Nether Blood Sea.

The billowing sea of ​​blood is constantly churning.

The sky is gloomy and the distant mountains are cold.

The endless crying and howling made people feel that the ghosts and resentful ghosts were by their side, which only added to the sense of terror.

In the very center of the Nether Blood Sea, there is an unfathomable vortex.

The endless souls and undead seemed to be drawn into that vortex.

It is the eye of hell.

When Ksitigarbha saw the ghostly sea of ​​blood, he immediately chanted the Buddha's name and prepared to save the wraith.

The second interpretation of the West sighed, it seems that he made a mistake in his calculation.

If the dazed resentful spirits here are fully transformed, they may lead directly to the Tai Chi sage.

The minds of the two suddenly became more excited!

Jieying had a bitter face, but with a smile on his face, he said loudly: "Patriarch Minghe, when you see the saint coming, why don't you come out to greet him?"

The sound spread throughout the Nether Blood Sea, causing countless howls and screams, as if they lost their voices.

In the sea of ​​blood, Gululu was bubbling.

The figure of Patriarch Styx slowly appeared.

Surprisingly, the realm of Patriarch Minghe at this time turned out to be the peak realm of Da Luo Jinxian.

But there was no look of despair on his face, on the contrary he was full of spirit.

It's really puzzling.

The patriarch Minghe didn't feel panic when he saw that the guide came ahead of time, but he looked like an ordinary person and didn't take it seriously.

"It turns out that the two sages from the west came here. I don't know what to do?" Patriarch Minghe just handed over his hands casually, as if asking casually.

Receiving Zhun raised his brows and frowned.

What the hell is this Old Ancestor Styx doing?

How did the quasi-sage cultivation base of beheading the three corpses suddenly become the peak of Daluo Jinxian?

Moreover, he seemed to see us, not only did he not show any fear, but he didn't care at all!

How dare you neglect the saint so much!

I'm afraid it's not a brain convulsion, right?

Jieyin Zhunti was already a little angry.

Zhunti sternly reprimanded: "Minghe, my brother and I are two saints, why don't you come out to greet me?"

Patriarch Minghe chuckled: "If you don't tell me, how would I know that you are coming?"

Zhunti's eyes became fierce. As early as millions of miles away from the Nether Blood Sea, he released the breath of a saint. How could Patriarch Styx not know?

This is clearly despising his two brothers.

Saints, after all, are also a group of strong people at the top of the pyramid between heaven and earth.

How could anyone be so despised?

And he was still underestimated by a Styx who had fallen to the peak of Da Luo Jinxian.

This feeling made the guide Zhunti very uncomfortable.

The Ksitigarbha King on the side saw a Da Luo Jinxian who was at the peak of Styx, dared to speak to his two saints like this, and couldn't help scolding: "Little Da Luo Jinxian, how dare you disrespect the saint? You know, the saint Underneath, they are all ants!"

Unexpectedly, the smile on Old Ancestor Styx's face was even thicker, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Really? Then you are a great worker under the saint!"

Ksitigarbha was ridiculed by Styx, and his face was cloudy.

Jieyin waved his large sleeve robe, and stood in front of the Ksitigarbha King: "The purpose of our trip is to save the wraiths in the Nether Blood Sea, and we only need to leave the rest to us."

Ksitigarbha performed the Buddhist ceremony, then stepped back and continued to chant sutras.

Zhunti stared closely at Patriarch Minghe, feeling that Patriarch Minghe's attitude today was extremely wrong.

What made him so confident?

Rely on brain convulsions?

"Styx, if I have the same knowledge as you, I will lose the bearing of a saint, and it won't sound good to spread the word. How about this, my Western Sect wants to save the resentful spirits in the Nether Blood Sea for the benefit of the prehistoric, and you give up the Nether Blood Sea, I have the fortune to repay you." Zhunti said.

Patriarch Styx pretended to think for a while, and then said: "If you want to let go of the Nether Blood Sea, why don't you first talk about what Fu Yuan is?"

Zhunti pondered for a moment, and then said: "If you are willing to give up the Nether Blood Sea, I will allow you to join the Western Cult!"

Patriarch Styx obviously didn't expect Zhunti to have the face to say such a thing.

Allowed to join Western religion?

What kind of luck is this?

It seems that your purpose of coming here this time is not only to want the Nether Blood Sea, but even me.

"What if I continue to occupy the Nether Blood Sea?" Patriarch Styx said.

Jie Yin frowned, his face became fierce, and he said: "Little Styx, you are just a little Da Luo Jinxian now, you are really a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, if that's the case, don't blame us for using power to suppress you."

As he said that, the aura of the saint quietly covered the Nether Blood Sea, as if he wanted to give Patriarch Styx a blow.

However, Patriarch Minghe didn't seem to be affected, but smiled and said: "What a great holy power!"

"What? Afraid? Envious?" Jieyin sneered.

"If you join us, with your roots and talents, the No. 1 position under the sage will definitely belong to you!" Zhunti said persuasively.

"You seem to be very proud of your saint status, but I'm really sorry, Nether Blood Sea is still my territory, please go back?" Patriarch Styx said with a wave of his hand.

Jie Yin's eyes widened with anger, and he said viciously: "Toasting wine and not eating fine wine, it seems that if you don't use some tricks, you probably don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

As he said that, the cultivation base of the leading saint's third realm was turbulent, which immediately set off a turbulent wave in the entire Nether Blood Sea.

"If you're scared, it's still too late to surrender and join our Western religion!"

"I'm scared, I'm afraid you guys won't dare to kill me!"

"When you are about to die, you are still stubborn. Just after you are killed, let the Tibetan king give a chanting scripture and save you!"

"Come on, if I don't beat you to death today, I will be the grandson!"

The entire Nether Blood Sea set off even bigger waves, covering the cold mountain peaks in the distance, and even the sky was submerged in the blood waves.

"Styx, leave your last words!"

With a palm of his hand, the power carried by him is enough to kill Styx thousands of times.

And cut off the connection between Styx and the blood sea, so that Styx cannot be resurrected!

"You two saints, I forgot to tell you that I am a disciple of Taiyun Mountain's handyman, and also the deacon of the outer sect of the underworld." Styx's voice sounded leisurely, unhurried.

"I don't care what kind of mountain you are, a mere handyman disciple, can you still turn the world upside down!" Jieyin shouted fiercely.

As long as Styx is killed, it is to occupy the Nether Blood Sea, and then save the Wraith.

Then lie down and be promoted to Tai Chi Saint!

I don't care what mountain disciple you are!

It's useless even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes!

I am determined to take Styx, even Jesus can't keep him!

"Brother, Styx seems to be talking about Mount Taiyun!" Zhunti shouted eagerly!

what?

Received and cited suddenly stunned!

Fog grass! ! !

Taiyun Mountain disciple?

When will Styx hug the thigh of this giant?

Receiving and leading abruptly stopped the magic power that was about to be released!

Immediately, a voice that made Jieyin Zhunti tremble came from the Eye of Hell.

"Jieyin Zhunti, you dare to insult my disciples of Taiyun Mountain, are you tired of doing it?"

Chapter 176 Daozu, Did You See It?Disciples of other people roam the wilds

This sound came out.

The turbulent waves created by the entire Nether Blood Sea suddenly subsided and became calm.

Even the countless resentful ghosts were silent.

Ksitigarbha's chanting also stopped abruptly.

For a moment, it was as if the world lost its voice.

Receiving Zhunti, trembling above the nether sea of ​​blood.

There is a lot of regret in my heart.

If he had known that Ming He was a handyman disciple under Taoist Taixuan, he wouldn't have come to trouble him if he was killed!

No wonder he has been so confident!

rub it!

Now how to do?

At this time, in the eyes of hell, a graceful figure slowly rose.

Willow eyebrows are like trimming moths, and bright eyes are like stars.

With a graceful figure and a long skirt with wide sleeves, she flutters like a mortal fairy in the Nine Heavens.

There was absolutely no gloomy atmosphere of hell.

"Hou... Houtu... Niangniang!" Jieyin Zhunti supported each other, and they could feel each other's trembling.

Who would have imagined that Minghe climbed a high branch, not only as a disciple of Taiyun Mountain, but also as a deacon of the outer sect of the underworld.

Zhunti wanted to cry, but looked at Jieyin with drooping face: "Brother, we hit the iron plate again!"