"So that's it."

After displaying the divine palm seal that had been re-evolved by his own Taoist heart, Guan Luoyang's spiritual body clone stepped into the cross-border rift without any hindrance this time.

However, he did not directly come to the world inside the golden bowl, but entered a void where trillions of golden curses were flickering. Looking down, he could vaguely see the outline of a lotus, as if he was floating in the sky above a red golden lotus.

Guan Luoyang felt some fluctuations emanating from the lotus, and gradually understood the origin of this red gold lotus in his mind.

This is a Ksitigarbha Golden Bowl, a magic weapon refined by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva of who knows which world.

After a great battle, the old master was dead, and the spirituality of the Golden Bowl itself had been shattered and was drifting in the sea of ​​​​the great void.

The traces of demon blood that fell into the bowl have not been completely erased, and the strongest one is left, entangled in a state of entanglement and confrontation with the power of the incomplete golden bowl.

This world was slowly evolved and created in the process of entanglement and confrontation between the two.

Because the knowledge of Ksitigarbha was integrated into this golden bowl, the human beings derived from this world, in just a few thousand years, have transformed from a state of living like hair and drinking blood to a state where countries stand side by side, with vast cities, solid houses, and abundant products.

era.

There are even people who have been enlightened by various magical powers, and have created schools that can fly into the sky and escape from the earth, and can travel between the Yin and Yang realms.

However, because of the existence of demon blood, the underworld has not been able to produce some creatures that meet the special requirements of ghosts and gods. Instead, it has always been in a relatively chaotic state, with evil ghosts running rampant and opening the gates of hell from time to time to invade the human world.

Practitioners in the human world have also suffered nine disasters of death, suppressing their spiritual power and forcing them to become ghosts.

It only took a thousand years for this world to develop from primitive times to a prosperous age where hundreds of schools of thought flourished. However, in the subsequent tens of thousands of years of history, we cannot escape this cycle of ups and downs.

Originally, this situation might spread to the future.

This golden bowl that carries a world will occasionally bump into some cosmic membranes when it is drifting in the void. However, due to the entanglement of the two internal forces, there is no aggressiveness, and they are often bounced away by the cosmic membranes, and they live in peace.

There are not enough external factors to change the internal pattern.

However, not long ago, due to the chaotic collision of those light balls in the main god space during the dispute between the supreme battle groups, which affected the coordinates of all realms, the Ksitigarbha King's Golden Bowl was also swept up by the turbulence of the void realm sea.

Go and change the trajectory significantly.

The number of worlds it has come into contact with during this period of time is more than a hundred times greater than the total number of worlds it has come into contact with during its long wandering years.

The circulation of power inside the golden bowl also experienced considerable turbulence.

The evil energy of the underworld begins to actively spread out, preparing to capture some netherworld spaces from other worlds to fill in and strengthen the evil energy of the underworld.

The remaining spirituality of Jinbo itself began to try to calculate the trajectory of cause and effect, and tried its best to adjust the drifting route, approaching the world where Guan Luoyang's clone lived.

Finally, this golden bowl finally collided with the worlds such as Water Margin of Immortals and Demons, Shuiyuedongtian, Chuangguandong and so on.

For example, in the worlds of Guandong and Laughing Jianghu, although there are no real artifacts of the gods, the fantasies of the creatures in the world about the afterlife have gradually condensed into some secret spaces that focus on spiritual existence, as the thoughts of the undead return to the world.

Transfer station.

After a person dies, the soul can survive from seven days to several years, or even decades, depending on the strength of his thoughts, before being dispersed to heaven and earth.

In fact, compared to those worlds where there is no soul at all, or where there is a strict Hades system, situations like this that barely condense the prototype of the Nether Space are the most common in the Great Void Sea.

Let’s not talk about the distance, let’s just say that there is such a netherworld in the world of Nanming. However, for the masters of the Earth Mother God Clan, this purely mental space dimension is too unstable and not worth using at all.

Guan Luoyang also wanted to protect that netherworld. When the war situation was unclear, he never touched it. He waited until he got rid of the Taiyuan God Lord and others before he set foot in that space to deal with some things.

However, when the demonic energy of the underworld merged with those netherworld spaces, it was enough to accelerate the breaking of the balance inside the golden bowl, cleanse the underworld of those famous mountains, and then completely erode the underworld.

"The existence that left behind this demonic energy is much higher than my own realm."

Guan Luoyang's eyes could see through this red golden lotus, some traces of the movement of demonic energy from the underworld.

Just the part he could understand made him feel like "Yin Qi can still be used in this way". As for the parts he couldn't understand, there were even more.

To be fair, although the current volume of the demonic energy in the underworld is similar to that of his spiritual fetus clone, it can only be regarded as a peak six-star state.

However, even if Guan Luoyang's true form came over, he might not be able to do some of the things that that demonic energy could do so easily and without any trace of trouble.

But to eliminate this demonic aura, there is no need to Guan Luoyang's body.

Because Ksitigarbha Jinbo himself would cooperate with Guan Luoyang's actions.

"As long as I continue to use this move?"

Guan Luoyang nodded, "Without further delay, let's get started."

………………

On the land of the underworld, the dark storm has approached the underworld of Laoshan.

All the monks in Laoshan Yin Mansion are in full preparedness, and the faces of the senior leaders of each sect are full of worry.

In fact, given the size of the Laoshan Yin Mansion and the presence of so many of them, it is certain that it can resist the passage of the Yin Wind this time.

But just now, Yue Fei had already told these people about the strange movements on the Black Mountain Old Demon's side, as well as the traces of troop movements he had detected along the way.

After the Yin Feng passes through, how much strength do everyone still have to resist the attack of the Black Mountain Old Demon?

Even if this battle can be endured, it will definitely be a bloody battle and a hard battle.

But basically no sect is ready to withdraw its personnel who come to celebrate birthdays.

The reason is also very simple. The Laoshan Underworld can be said to be the largest type of underworld in the world today. If this underworld is also breached by the ghosts of the underworld, then all the ghosts in this area will be transformed into evil spirits.

ghost.

The lost troops of the Black Mountain Old Demon and others can be replenished soon.

At that time, if their troops are directed at other underworlds, how can those sects whose strength is not as strong as the underworld in Laoshan resist?

Therefore, this battle must be fought.

The dark wind is getting closer and closer, and everyone's expressions are getting more and more solemn.

Some monks with relatively good Dharma eyesight were able to vaguely observe the signs of the ghostly army sneaking towards them when they turned their eyes away from the cold wind in the west because they had prepared in advance.

Suddenly, something strange appeared in the field of vision of these monks.

The sky in the underworld has always been dark, but at this time, there was a subtle firelight on the dark sky.

Small paper boats, carrying balls of flames, drifted down from the sky.

Compared with the huge wind, thousands of paper boats can only be regarded as a trickle.

But it seems that just by everyone's surprise, the number of those paper boats has increased a thousand or ten thousand times.

In the vast wilderness, nearby towns, the peaks of Mount Laoshan, in the sky and on the earth, you can see the white paper boats sailing with the blue light.

When the massive dark wind encountered these paper boats, it let out an earth-shattering roar.

Pure cyan flames burned on the black mist, constantly burning out huge holes. Wherever the paper boat passed, there was a pure waterway.

When the torrent formed by the paper boats washed over the wilderness, all the dark winds dissipated, and even the gray clouds in the sky were swayed into an increasingly wider trajectory.

The sky was not particularly bright, but it was pure enough that it stood out in the entire underworld environment.

Everyone in the Laoshan Yin Mansion showed some bewildered expressions, wondering where such a change came from.

Suddenly, the palace in the mountain shook, and more than a dozen Dharma mirrors flew out, like white cranes soaring into the sky, hanging high in the sky.

After a slight pause, each mirror enlarged to the size of a hundred feet, just like dozens of bright moons rising at the same time.

The edges of the bright moon are close to the ground, and it looks like it will not fall.

Even the surrounding mountain peaks look dwarfed in front of these bright moon mirrors, and the shapes of the mountains seem to be just shadows in the bright moon and a foil for the moonlight.

And in every bright moon, a figure appears, either an old man, a woman, a young girl, or a child.

Some Laoshan disciples couldn't help but exclaimed. They recognized that these figures were exactly the same as some of the portraits hanging in their Laoshan Patriarch Hall.

It is true that no one among the seniors of various sects in the human world can withstand nine disasters and survive the deliberate targeting of evil spirits from the underworld.

But they don't live for a living either.

The path of transforming into ghosts was not feasible, and they could not survive the nine disasters, but they still found a new way and found a way to extend their lives and preserve their power, that is, to refine themselves into weapon spirits!

Although after turning into a weapon spirit, it will be difficult to make progress in cultivation, and they need to sleep frequently to avoid the ubiquitous aura of decay and calamity in the world from continuing to wear down their spiritual consciousness.

However, this not-so-perfect method can at least allow these old-timers to occasionally take a look at the scenery a thousand years from now.

If it really comes to a critical moment for the survival of the sect and the right path is in danger, they can also contribute.

But today, before the people of the Laoshan sect asked for these precious mirrors, these old seniors suddenly flew out, which made some elders of the Laoshan sect who knew about it full of doubts.

However, the headmaster of Laoshan was deep in thought, and the magic power on his body soon spread out without any reservation.

His magic power is profound, and his cultivation level is even higher than that of some of the ancestors. He has not yet trained himself into a weapon spirit. Now that he activates his magic power, the power he exudes is even more astonishing.

I saw rich and soft white clouds slowly rising from his body, and a white crane condensed into the sky, with a wingspan of thousands of feet, overwhelming the peaks.

Everyone who came to celebrate his birthday felt strange, when suddenly many people's expressions changed.

They gradually noticed that in their own underworld, the magic weapons refined by their predecessors, who were transformed into weapon spirits, also flew out on their own, showing their power.

The Kunlun sect's eight flag gates of "beacon fire, thunder and lightning, ghosts and gods without a trace", the treasure seal of escape from the earth, the golden book and jade book, and the body-locking talisman.

The Crouching Dragon Order of the hidden Zhuge lineage, the Xiuji, the Tang Wenmeng Zetu, the Seven-Star Lamp, the Northern Expedition Vehicle, as well as the Miao Tear Golden Buddha of Jinshan Temple, the Tianlong Kasaya, etc.

"Brother Laoshan Taoist, what on earth is going on?"

"Haven't you noticed yet?"
To be continued...