I rely on Gou to prove the Dao [Honghuang]

"Ksitigarbha Bewitched—" A sound startled a thousand layers of waves.

"Nonsense! Ksitigarbha has countless merits and virtues, how could he become a demon!" Lingshan Buddha scolded the Jade Emperor angrily, "Haotian, you can see clearly that the one who has become a demon is Brother Ksitigarbha!"

The Buddha has become a demon, and he has never heard of it!

What's more, he is still a person of the level of Ksitigarbha. He is the direct disciple of the two masters of Jieyin and Zhunti. In terms of background, the two monks who became monks halfway through the Tathagata and Dieng are far inferior to him.

Why Houtu and Styx both dare to leave hell, they are not afraid that hell will riot without their suppression, there is no good person among the evil spirits suppressed by the eighteenth floor of hell!

It's all because Ksitigarbha is stationed in hell, and he is like a ray of light, suppressing and washing away the evil spirits in hell.With him here, hell will be safe.

It is simply a shocking joke.

But above the main hall, the Haotian Jade Emperor was seriously injured and blood was pouring from his mouth. Is that just a joke?

Shennong took out the pills on his body, checked the body of Jade Emperor, and simply bandaged the wound.

"boom!"

The earth-shattering loud noise shook the sky and the earth, and red flames erupted from the sky, reaching the 33rd heaven!

Billowing thick smoke filled the entire sky, and most of the Great Desolation was buried by black mist.

That is the direction of the sea of ​​blood!

Hell exploded!Tens of thousands of evil spirits rushed out of the gates of hell, endangering the world.The heart-piercing, tragic hiss echoed throughout the prehistoric world.

"Tathagata, Yang Mei, the two of you are responsible for arresting evil spirits and maintaining order in the world." Hongjun ordered immediately, and he and Shi Miao disappeared instantly.

The hell exploded, and the sea of ​​blood flowed backwards, submerging most of the flood.

This change was so fast that no one responded. Who would have thought that the hell where the quasi-sage was stationed was overturned in less than an hour.

In the next second, Shi Miao and Hongjun had reached the edge of the sea of ​​blood. At this time, the waves of the sea of ​​blood were surging, rolling up strands of souls, sending them to endanger the world.

"Where is Ksitigarbha?" Hongjun looked for the figure of Ksitigarbha.

The Naihe bridge broke, the water of the underworld flowed backwards, and the other shore flowers bloomed enchantingly on the roadside, captivating people's souls.

The shore of the underworld where Ksitigarbha often resides has long since disappeared. Shi Miao and Hongjun explored all the way and destroyed the ghosts one by one.

"Chi Yao!"

The seductive Bianhua, like a huge piranha, devours and binds a woman, tightly bound, the vine penetrates into her skin, and sucks her blood.

In the past, the high and graceful Queen Mother was covered in cuts and bruises, without an inch of intact skin, and the rotting skin gave off a foul smell.

"Master...help me..."

Chi Yao called for help weakly, and the moment he saw Hongjun's figure, his eyes burst out with the light of survival.

If it weren't for her soft rustling cry for help, Shi Miao might not have discovered that there is still a person hidden under the dense and coquettish Bana flowers.

"Block your breath."

The cage made of Bianhua flowers is like the primordial void, capable of devouring human breath and isolating it.

The Hidden Sword in Shi Miao's hand couldn't cut through the vine of the Bianhua flower, "This—?"

"The flower of the other shore has changed."

Shi Miao frowned, took out his axe, injected spiritual energy, and just cut off the vine, he came out of Chi Yao.

"Take the pill first." Shi Miao took out the pill, gave it to her, and put the clothes on her body.

Chi Yao, who had taken the elixir, could no longer hold on and passed out.

Shi Miao was helpless, did not ask for information, and threw her into the chaotic space for the time being.

Hongjun, who was exploring the way ahead, flew back to Shi Miao's side, and asked, "What's wrong with Chi Yao?"

"My life is safe, I lost a lot of blood, I'm afraid it will take a while to recuperate, but I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover my mana after being absorbed by the Bianhua." Shi Miao said regretfully, "I'm afraid there is a missing general in the Heavenly Court."

"I forcibly closed the Six Paths of Reincarnation." Hongjun said, "In the underworld, there is no aura of Ksitigarbha."

The Six Paths are the prehistoric road of reincarnation. When the hell is rioting, people with no order and evil spirits are waiting for the opportunity to reincarnate.We can only restart the road of reincarnation after the flood is restored.

This is the first time that the road of reincarnation has been suspended since Houtu became the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

"I'm worried about Houtu, Styx and the others..." While cleaning up the mess, Shi Miao worried about the two Houtus in the chaos.Both of them have been sanctified by the supreme merit of hell. Now that hell is destroyed and evil spirits roam the world, they are afraid that they will be affected by karma.

"I smell Rahu's breath—" Hongjun's indifferent expression added a bit of sadness, the sky fell twice, hell rioted, and the current prehistoric situation is worrying...

"The hell riot he caused?" Shi Miao still didn't believe that Luo Hu would do this.

Their positions are opposite, the ways of magic are opposite, they can detonate the hell, seduce the earth into the devil, and destroy the ruins. Luo Hu has no reason to do this. Even if he succeeds in kicking Hongjun away and ascending to the No. 1 throne of the flood, it is just to clean up the mess.

"I don't know... I hope it's not him..." Hongjun didn't dare to jump to conclusions.

"The prehistoric creatures listen to the order. Whoever has traces of the demon ancestor Luohu will be rewarded with a yellow plum, and the magic weapon can be chosen." Hongjun opened his mouth, and the principles of Taoism were formed, and the prehistoric creatures echoed the news of arresting Luohu.

Luo Hu was on Honghuang's blacklist, and was wanted by Quanhonghuang.

The hell riots, the earth hides into the devil, the sea of ​​blood flows back, and floods the prehistoric world.Someone must be responsible for such a major event, to calm the anger of the prehistoric beings and appease their riotous thoughts.The one who can bear this big pot and make all living beings take it for granted is the Demon Ancestor Luohu.

So regardless of whether Luo Hu participated or not, Hongjun could only temporarily place the blame on him.On the other hand, Hongjun is forcing Luo Hu to show up again, and he wants to question Luo Hu about hell in person.

"Cough!" Just as Shi Miao was worried, Hou Tu in the chaotic circle was bleeding, his spells were exhausted, and he collapsed on the ground.

"Houtu." Minghe blurted out in panic, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his internal organs were shaken.

"You don't need to worry, I'm fine..." Houtu turned pale, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said weakly, "The magic circle is indispensable. If I give up, the demons from outside the territory will wait for the opportunity to break through the prehistoric world."

"Houtu, you lie down for me." Styx said angrily, "We saints are not omnipotent, bullshit prehistoric beings, I only want you to be well!"

"You are trying to be brave. Believe it or not, I will withdraw now. Whoever likes to stay in this magic circle will stay!" Styx threatened, and he wanted to take Houtu away.

The Asura clan pursues freedom and regards war as their king. They have been bound in the magic circle for hundreds of years, and Styx has long been impatient.He was the latest to become a saint, and he was not a great disciple, so naturally he would not always put the burden of the prehistoric creatures on himself.

Had it not been for the Houtu, Styx would have gone berserk long ago.

The sea of ​​blood was occupied, and the territory was snatched away by Sanqing. He endured for tens of thousands of years, huddled in the sea of ​​blood, harassed by Rahu, chanted by Ksitigarbha, and finally became a saint.

Before he had time to go to the wilderness for a few laps and radiate his halo of a saint to all living beings, he was sent to guard like chaos.

Pity him for being holy, and the world doesn't know it.

Looking at Sanqing, Zhunti, Jieyin, and Nuwa, they were sanctified early, and each of them was famous, and the disciples and apprentices rushed together, and they could go around the prehistoric several times.

"No need for Styx, the Great Desolation will be destroyed, and the brothers will never be resurrected again." Houtu was sad, and looked at Styx with disapproval. She has been in hell for tens of thousands of years, just to revive the eleven witches.

The prehistoric world never dies, and there is always hope.The prehistoric world was destroyed, and the brothers would never come back again.

"Hey!" Lao Tzu sighed, "Houtu, what Styx said is reasonable, you should rest. The two of you were injured innocently, I'm afraid something happened in hell."

"Lao Tzu, do you know where Master is?" Tong Tian asked.

"After Zixiao Palace blew itself up, I have no news from Master." Lao Tzu's face was tired.

"I have no news of my father either." Fuxi said, "The trace of my mother has also disappeared."

Not only him, but the faces of other saints showed different degrees of tiredness.

The sages thought of Daozu at the same time, as long as he was there, they were like children, and they didn't have to worry about everything.It was only a few hundred years, not a thousand years, and they were almost unable to hold on.

"Houtu, Styx, you go back to Honghuang first."

A familiar voice resounded outside the magic circle, and a figure was hidden by Xi Wei's light.

"Master! You are here—"

One sentence, you are here, has exhausted the countless heartaches of everyone.The prehistoric gods have returned, and the burden on their shoulders can be temporarily lifted.

"Hell riots, Houtu and Styx, you two go back to deal with the affairs of hell first." Hong Jun said.

"You guys also go back together to help them quell the hell and reopen the six realms of reincarnation. Chaos will be guarded by me for the time being." Hongjun sat alone in the magic circle and slowly closed his eyes.

Seeing the urgency of the situation, the six samsaras were forcibly banned, and they didn't dare to delay, and returned to the prehistoric one after another.

"Father, is mother okay?" Fuxi didn't leave, he sat beside Hongjun slowly.

"If you want to see her, you can stay a little longer, she will come soon."

Fu Xi's face showed joy, and his father and mother, who had worried for many years, were all safe and sound.

"Why didn't mother come with father?" Fuxi asked, in his memory, if there were no accidents, Hongjun would always stick to Shi Miao's side, never leaving him.

"She went to see the child..." Hongjun glanced at Fuxi and said truthfully.

"Child? Father and mother already have other children?" Fuxi looked at Hongjun hurt, as if I was no longer your little baby, and you secretly had a second child behind my back.

"I don't know if it's a younger brother or a younger sister?" Fuxi said to himself, "Father, don't worry, the child is now a saint, and he will take care of his younger siblings and be a good big brother in the future."

"He's the elder brother—" Hongjun sorted out the relationship, Pan Gu could be called Fu Xi's half elder brother, Pan Gu was the elder brother, and this kid didn't suffer.

"Brother?" Fuxi's face was chapped, and you can still give birth to a big brother behind my back? !

"Why didn't I know I had an older brother before?"

"Living far away, it's almost the same as not being there." Hongjun said, "Anyway, you won't see each other for tens of thousands of years."

Hearing Hongjun's words, Fuxi felt a sense of happiness. Although his father beat him often, at least the family still lived together.The poor elder brother was kicked out of the wilderness by his father.

"Crickets! Your grandma's!" Luo Hui, who was in the ruins of Honghuang, couldn't help yelling after hearing the Taoist decree!

"You're here to entrap me again!"