Chapter 622 Confidential

King Dijiang and Judge Cui left, and there were only King of Yan Luo and Moke left in the quiet room again, and the two looked at each other.

"Wo!"

King Yan's palm turned over, and a huge stone axe appeared in his palm. The stone axe was wrapped in a dragon and snake statue, as well as simple patterns. With a slight movement, there was a feeling of rising and turbid air sinking everywhere in the void, and an image of an ignorant and chaotic small world appeared.

"Master, would you like to enter my chaotic world with me?" The king of Yanluo looked calmly and looked directly at Moke.

"Would like to go!"

For some reason, Moke did not hesitate at all and agreed directly. Then, he stepped on his feet and instantly disappeared into the small world of ignorance and chaos. With his disappearance, the king of hell also nodded with admiration, and then his body trembled and disappeared.

The quiet room became empty, and even the ignorant and chaotic small world disappeared.

At the same time, Moke appeared in a small world full of ancient chaos, showing a state of ignorance and chaos everywhere, which seems to be the germ of a perfect small world. Once he grows up, he can truly evolve a world.

"How about it, little master, what do you think of my chaotic world?" The king of Yanluo opened his mouth with a smile with a touch of pride on his face.

"Amitabha... It's extraordinary and amazing!" He nodded and Moke answered truthfully.

"Hahaha..... Master, when you come to my chaotic world, I can finally talk to you at ease! Most of my previous words in the quiet room were true, but some of them were intentional to disturb the enemy's sight. The king of Dijiang and others are actually only nine parts, and I am the body, with magical secret methods, which can make nine parts one body and soar in strength. Of course, this is just a secret, and there is a bigger secret that I want to share with you!" Laughing, the words of the King of Yanluo shocked Moke.

As we all know, there are ten halls of Yanluo, which are the first hall King of Qin Guang, the second hall King of Chujiang, the third hall of Song, the fourth hall of King of Biancheng, the fifth hall of King of Yanluo, the sixth hall of Equality, the seventh hall of Taishan King, the eighth hall of the city king, the ninth hall of the king of officials, and the tenth hall of Wheel King. But who knows that these ten halls of Yanluo are actually the same person with the king of Yanluo as the body.

There is a feeling of gratitude in his heart. Moko and the King of Yan are also the first friends. The other party actually trusts him so much. Moko can't help but have a sense of similar smell.

"Little master, to be honest, the reason why I told you this is that there is a big deal. I have never been able to find a suitable candidate. After seeing the little master, I have a feeling that you are the second choice, so I tell you the truth."

With a smile, the king of hell continued to say, "Master, I have received the high expectations of the earth lady and given me great magic power to take charge of the underworld. Now it is unsustainable, and the earth lady once left a secret letter, which recorded a forbidden skill, which should be used! And this thing is about to be born!"

As he spoke, the king of Yan's palm turned over, and two fist-sized crystal balls appeared in the palm, shining with dreamy Buddha light. In them, each of them was sealed with a flame-like jumping black blood mass. Although it was completely isolated from the breath, it gave people an extremely strange and extraordinary feeling.

"This is..." Moke was stunned and didn't know why.

"This is the black blood of heaven, the source of all evil!" With a solemn tone, the king of the underpass said.

In his heart, Moke was a little strange. In the hall, the king of Yanluo clearly claimed that this group of blood existed in the capital. How could it appear here? Moreover, there are two regiments. However, Moke reacted and sighed that the king of Yanluo and other antiques were indeed cunning.

It is clear that the wheel king and other nine kings are his splits, but they have to pretend to be mysterious and ask him to be vigilant. Obviously, there are two groups of dark blood in his hands, but they claim that there is only one group in the capital.

"Master, one group is very useful. As for the other group, I will give it to you. You must use it carefully! This black blood is a peerless horror. Even if the saints don't want to provoke, if I fall, you must severely damage the two adults of the Father God or the twelve gods, otherwise, the flood will be completely chaotic and there will never be peace!"

"Amitabha... The little monk will certainly live up to his mission. As the Bodhisattva of the King of Tibet said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Hahaha.... OK OK! Sadly, the world thinks that hell is the supreme evil land, and who knows that it is the real pure land? The most powerful road between heaven and earth is balance. That's why hell exists, little master, what do you think?

"Amitabha, what the King of the Armara said!"

Moco and the King of Yanluo did not hand over in a very solemn tone. Instead, it was a happy joke, which made the blood of countless strong people fall into Moko's hands. He cherished the dark blood into the Buddha Kingdom, and then Moke was taken out of this small world by the king of the underworld and returned to the quiet room again.

Farewell to the king of Yanluo, Moke returned to his own side hall, and when he just sat down, the chaotic soil given by the mysterious man in Buddha suddenly shocked, emitting a noble breath, which seemed to extend into the endless void...

In the underworld sea at the core of the 18th floor of hell, there is an ordinary stubborn stone, in which there is a huge void, with ancient and mysterious power flowing everywhere, like a condensed dragon, with a taste of Taichu.

"Hum......."

At this moment, the whole void is shaking, especially at the core. A group of black-and-white thorny eyes are spinning, and there seems to be a strange old man like a dragon and snake inside. Although his eyes are closed, there is a strange voice that conveys "the beginning of Hongmeng, at the beginning of all things, the sky appears, and life germinates... ......”

Dragon-like energy turned into many spells, making this strange old man's whole body rise endlessly. There is almost a kind of power that can destroy the heavens and crush the eternal flame. The runes are extremely strange. It seems to originate from nature, and the body is constantly evolving to form the sky and the earth. Oceans, mountains, rivers, planets and so on.

"Oh! Poo! Poo!..."

Not far from this strange old man, two ordinary-like old men vomited blood and their faces were pale. However, their hands did not stop for a moment, constantly making mysterious charms one by one, constantly suppressing the strange old man.

These two old men are all ghostly, majestic and pure. Between their hands and feet, they seem to be able to destroy everything. They wear a blood-stained robe, and there are vivid colors everywhere, peach blossom-like gorgeous, a little movement, countless blood The breath of the sea and blood river is bursting, which can simply get people involved in it and endure boundless suffering.

The disaster robe, these two robes, are rumored to be as famous as the Yan Luo War Armor of the King of Hell, and are the three most powerful battle clothes in the underworld. Since they are wearing the famous disaster robe of the underworld, the identities of these two old men are naturally about to come out, which is the most mysterious background of the underworld, the two supreme strong men in the middle of the pseudo-saint.

In front of this strange old man, between the endless bright black and white light, a gray-clothed elderly monk sits quietly at this moment, giving people a sense of endless wisdom, vast wisdom, sacred and impurity. Although there is blood slowly overflowing from the corners of his mouth at this moment, the slightly raised corners of his mouth give people a feeling of being as clean as a lotus.

Seeing this monk, it gives people a sense of security from the bottom of their hearts, which is extremely stable.

"Well, huh, huh, huh..."

The old monk in gray opened his mouth, and his voice was as quiet as a clear spring, with a kind of quiet Zen. The notes actually seemed to exist, and a trace penetrated into the thorny eyes in front of him.

"The Bodhisattva of the King of Tibet, the origin of this underworld has been inspired again. Moreover, it is ten times stronger than the first stimulation! Our brother also has a chance to return your life-saving kindness, second brother, supreme ghost way!"

seemed to have made a certain determination. The two ordinary-like old men looked at each other, roared, and their whole bodies cracked, blowing into the purest ghost vitality. The robe and other precious things floated in it, protecting the two substantive souls and rushed into the body of the gray-clothed old monk in an instant. At the same time, Nine blood-colored light masses flew out of its body and burst into nine big words.

This old monk is none other than the famous Dizang Bodhisattva!