Chapter 935 Re-entering the Underworld
Chapter 935 Enter the Underworld (Third Update)
He was extremely cautious and withdrew from the territory of Yanjun's big horn. Don't beg for fear of revealing the slightest breath. He cautiously followed a spiritual vein on the back of the Pangu Continent into the front edge of the Pangu Continent, and cast a spell next to the mountain full of the power of violent thunder that has just emerged Go.
You must not leave any clues to Yanjun Dajiao and others to track down. Even if you have erased any traces of your existence with Hongmeng purple gas, you can't guarantee that the amazing existence of the talented power among the eighteen saints can be found. Don't beg to leave some traces. The safest way is to return to Dawu. Naturally, this way is the best in the underworld.
The endless underworld, the boundless underworld yellow spring, the infinite ghosts struggled and roared in the yellow spring, and those fierce yellow spring night forks laughed wildly and drove all kinds of ghost beasts in the yellow spring, selecting delicious-looking ghosts to grab and stuff them into the abdomen.
A group of about 10,000 people, Huangquan Yecha, even opened a big net on the rolling waves of Huangquan, using the net to catch a large number of ghosts like human fishermen fishing. When the Six Great Bodhisattvas were sitting in the underworld, how could these Huangquan Yechas have the courage to hunt ghosts for food? But now, the underworld Huangquan has become their world. The Bodhisattvas and Arhats of the underworld of Buddhism have not appeared for a long time. Huangquan Yasha is naturally happy to act according to instinct.
With a cold snort, Don't beg for a palm thunder smashed down, and more than ten thousand Huangquan Yecha were blown into a sticky and odorous yellow juice by the palm thunder and integrated into Huangquan. Don't beg to look around. Seeing that there are still many night forks raging in the distance, he gallops all the way with a gloomy face, shaking his hand to kill all these night forks. Even those Yasha, who quickly empted into the depths of Huangquan, were chased and crushed to death by his huge divine consciousness, leaving no living where he passed.
Seeing these scenes of Yecha ravaging and maiming ghosts, I can't help but regret it. If I had known that it was like this, I should have left a few Netheric Bodhisattvas and Arhats here on that day. This is like the relationship between wolves and sheep. Don't beg to kill all the mysterious veins of the Buddha as wolves. These Huangquan Yasha are like sheep. They breed and grow unscrupulously.
The sheep are growing, and the undead ghosts who exist like grass are naturally unlucky. The souls of these people are swallowed up by the night fork, and they have to pay more or less an account on the begging. Don't beg for a moment with a gloomy face. He couldn't help but be shocked. His merits have actually decreased a lot. It's because he has accumulated too many merits before. I'm afraid he has been involved in karma for a long time.
Looking at the boundless underworld yellow spring helplessly, don't beg and mutter, "I don't kill Bo Ren, Bo Ren died for me. Tut, this causal entanglement is really powerful. Just escorting Yu Ji and others to reincarnated, he actually provoked this group of bald donkeys, just punishing this group of bald donkeys, and as a result, so many undead ghosts were destroyed. You have to be careful in the future. Does God know how much will be involved?
This is the feeling. The state of mind of not begging is bright. These days, the divine power and divine elements stolen from the bodies of the Qing Emperor, and the huge essence stolen from the source of fire have been transformed into Hongmeng purple gas to fill the body. Don't beg's body was blurred, as if a void had formed in his body, and the entangled starlight turned into countless nebulae in his body, and then a white, moist and quiet flame like jewels scattered in his body and gradually integrated into his limbs.
Don't beg's body trembles slightly. He stands on the yellow spring, and the world of mustard seeds in his body is slowly disintegrating and gradually merging with him. From then on, there is no difference between the world of mustard seeds and the don't beg. Once the integration is completely completed, he himself is a world. The Tianfa is running at full speed, and the huge aura in the mustard world, countless spiritual veins and peaks have been absorbed and digested by the begging body.
A bright light appears in the palm of the hand, and a small world is embedded in this bright light. Countless ghosts are living freely in this world, and they can't detect any strange changes in the outside world. Don't beg to smile, the bright light in your palm flashes, and the Huangquan around you disappeared in an instant, together with the countless Huangquan Yecha inside, was sucked into this small world.
Give those heavenly ghosts a quenching object, and use these fierce and tyrannical Yasha to hone them, so as to produce powerful enough heavenly ghost soldiers.
The sticky yellow spring water around him slowly filled it here. Don't beg to spit out a white breath with a faint fragrance. He looked around, and his body suddenly fell into the filthy yellow spring water. The yellow spring water completely swallowed up the trace that may be left by Begging, and no one can track the whereabouts of Begging with magic power.
The body is still rapidly transforming the benefits of the past few days.
The divine power and divine power stolen from the bodies of the Qing Emperor, the White Emperor and the Black Emperor are just enough. This just raises the mana cultivation of Don't begging to the limit of breaking the six grades. However, the heavenly enlightenment in the core of their soul gave them endless benefits of not begging. He lay in the yellow spring and drifted with the tide. The soul gradually absorbed and digested these feelings. The yellow spring water around him was gradually transformed by his breath. Unexpectedly, it turned into a clear pond with a radius of 100 mu in the boundless yellow spring, and Come out.
This is a trace of breath leaked when you don't beg to integrate the road of the Qing Emperor and the Black Emperor. The yellow spring water is also water, which is still controlled by the law of water. Don't beg to fuse the avenue of the Black Emperor, which can naturally transform the nature of water at will. As for those lotus flowers, they are derived from the leaked breath of the Qing Emperor.
With the gradual drift of Huangquan, the divine power and divine element of the three Qingdi were completely digested by Begging, and his mana cultivation was also firmly at the limit level of breaking the six grades. Then he began to fully integrate the huge and unparalleled power stolen from the wood of the source of fire. A huge amount of Hongmeng purple gas continued to emerge, and gradually compressed into his own essence and integrated into his body.
Break through the six grades of the road, don't beg to float on the yellow spring for a whole month. With the help of the power of the stolen source wood of fire, his mana cultivation has actually broken through to the four grades of breaking the road all the way. Don't beg, you can't help but be astonishing. How much power does that source of fire contain? If he can really condense the human form and cultivate his wisdom, I'm afraid he can immediately step into the realm of Taoism?
No wonder Yanjun Dajiao valued the source wood of fire so much. He practiced next to the source wood of fire day and night, and his own spirit resonated with the source wood of fire. If it is the wood of the source of fire, it is the relationship of Yanjun's big horn brothers and sisters. At that time, he will have
It's a pity that the time of the wood transformation of the source of the fire has been delayed by at least several disasters. Don't beg to plunder is the essence of his fundamental vitality, which can't be replenished in just a few days. But this account should be recorded on the head of Changmei, right? Everyone witnessed that he used his magic to hit Yao Ling on the source wood of fire and smashed a big hole in the source wood of fire.
Thinking of pride, don't beg and can't help laughing.
After a month of effort, all the stolen vitality in the body has been turned into its own, and the cultivation has been steadily maintained in the realm of breaking the four grades. The body is extremely strong with the help of the power of Yuanling Zhenyan, and the strength is more than a hundred times higher than a month ago. It's just that it takes a little time to absorb the essence of the road stolen from the Qing Emperor. After all, the power of the soul of Don't Beggar is far less than that of the three old monsters that have existed since the beginning of the world. If you want to absorb all their Taoism, you have to at least raise your own soul to a level
There is a faint bright light in front of you. Don't beg to float freely with the yellow spring water. Unexpectedly, you were sent to the vicinity of the six reincarnation wheel.
He stood up lazily and looked in the direction of the six reincarnations. He couldn't help but be stunned - the mountain range that had been completely destroyed by him reappeared in the yellow spring. The mountain was covered with strange flowers and grass, and the fragrance came, which washed away the bad smell of the yellow spring water. Countless exquisite, gorgeous and almost ingenious palaces have been built on the mountain. A large group of mysterious Bodhisattvas and Arhats are like part-time workers on the street, and they are pitifully holding countless materials to build a new palace there.
The leader of the construction work there is the Six Great Bodhisattvas of Purdue, who once led the underworld.
Nowadays, Purdue Liudao is suffering from a face, with his fingers holding a small piece of green jade carved like cicada wings but the size of a nail cover, carefully sticking to a delicate and exquisite palace. All the materials of this palace, whether bricks or beams, are stacked with this extremely thin, small and exquisite small material, so the inside and outside of the palace are transparent, emitting colorful streamers, which is as beautiful as a dream.
"What a big handwriting, using Bodhisattva as a cooly force?" Don't beg to be stunned. Who is tossing people like this? The roof of the palace is hundreds of feet, and the whole roof is piled up of such small and exquisite tiles. There are countless precious jade inlaid between the upper and lower eighteen layers of tiles for decoration. All the precious jade is carved into specific shapes and need to be inlaid together in exquisite ways.
This job is not tiring for Purdue, but it's too much. Obviously, no mana is allowed in the construction process, and it can only be completed completely by manpower! Don't beg to look at the Pudu Liudao carefully holding the tiles to the roof. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. If he hadn't taken them away, how could it have happened today?
Just curious about who tossed the group of big monks so much, a harsh scolding suddenly came from a hall on the top of the mountain.
"Waste, a group of waste, isn't it the tears that make you collect the first cry of the four thousand, 900 virgins of specific birthdays? Why haven't you been able to buy it for so long? What else can I do to support you? Say, what am I doing with you? If you have a dog, you can also kill meat. What can you eat if you monks kill it? Huh? Your meat is stinky!"
A colorful light and shadow floated out, dozens of lights and shadows shaped like long whips fluttered in the air, and more than a dozen arhats were beaten and rolled down from the top of the mountain with blood.
Don't beg is in a daze here, but the light and shadow don't know how to see Don't beg at a glance, and the sharp and unpleasant roar rose to the sky: "Who dares to peep here?"
A colorful thunderbolt the size of a mung bean roars in, don't beg your eyebrows. RO