"I'm going to let you know right now that the gap in background cannot be made up by just using these little tricks!"

The fake Ksitigarbha shouted loudly, and the light balls that flew into the underworld immediately flowed and merged into one, turning into a ball of light that could not be seen directly, hanging high on the ceiling of the tenth level of the underworld. (Due to caching reasons.

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No, in fact, this light group did not move its position.

But when they all became one, the entire shape of the tenth level of the underworld naturally changed.

The vast structure that originally extended in all directions has become focused on extending downwards, and everything is sinking downwards. Only the height of the ball of light remains unchanged, making it appear that it exists at the highest point of the tenth level of the underworld.

This is exactly a characteristic of the Lord God's light ball.

For a long time, in the group of reincarnators, every being who has cultivated his own complete Taoist fruit will basically create a ball of light according to his own preference, or it is called the "main god center".

Later, all the reincarnation bases, battle group stations, etc. that conformed to this kind of preference were derived from, and what hung inside were only the differentiated projections on the light ball.

The ball of light summoned by the fake Ksitigarbha now is exactly the main god center created by the Lord Kong Jie.

And it's not a projection, it's its central body.

The moment this divine light hung high in the sky, King Ping Ping was the first to feel something strange.

His equal void method could originally exist in every place in the void at the same time, but now it is directly pressed back into the basic spatial structure, and is restricted by the restriction that "the same thing, at the same time, can only exist in one direction."

This feeling is very uncomfortable, as if a majestic existence that could fill the starry sky has been shrunk into a carapace the size of a fingernail.

It had been too long since he had experienced this feeling of being restricted by space.

However, since even his ally has been so greatly affected, the suppression of Supreme Master Qing Deng will obviously only become more serious.

The sword light that originally exhausted the void and followed it like a shadow is now far away from the true body of King Ping Ping, and has opened an extremely long distance in time and space.

The seals created by the fake Ksitigarbha just now disappeared into the brilliance of the Lord God in the sky. After being transformed by the Lord God's center, they collapsed again.

Supreme Master Qing Deng is isolated in a corner of the underworld, surrounded by black and white sand and gravel, flying in the vast sky. The void becomes thinner and thinner, but the divine light hanging down from above becomes more intense.

It was as if on top of a layer of glass that was getting thinner and thinner, a turbulent luster like a world-destroying tsunami was set off, washing down endlessly.

Lord God!

There seemed to be strange flames of war flickering in his eyes, and his expression became very solemn. Purple-gold light penetrated the long sword, igniting a green flame.

The mana in his body was completely transformed into the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and he was ready to use this Dao Qi, the most creative energy, to deal with the immeasurable impact.

The long knife was raised across the sky, the blade pointed upward.

Sure enough, the moment he came into contact with the waves of divine light, Supreme Master Qing Deng's body was shaken, and a series of loud sounds like the collapse of time and space erupted from his body.

It was the sound of large strands of Hongmeng Qi bursting apart under unparalleled pressure.

The sharp edge on the blade seemed to be a bit sharper than when he was chasing the King of Pingren just now, but it was unable to cut through those divine lights at all.

Those waves of light are like layers of gauze, soft and stacked, and like a huge world, generously distributed, suppressing every point of his blade.

This kind of pressure has even locked up the surrounding order of time and space, making Supreme Master Qingdeng unable to escape and unable to escape. He can only bear it with the foundation of his own Hongmeng Qi.

"Ha ha ha ha!

"

The fake Ksitigarbha stood closest to the divine light and waved his hand.

Within the main god center, thirty-seven rays of light that were like floating stars fell gently on the seriously injured emperors of the underworld.

"Thirty-seven people can set up the formations of all heavens, big and small. Now that your injuries have improved, go and take revenge on this evil obstacle who fooled us!"

Treasures like the Main God Center are actually not magic weapons specifically used for combat, but focus on abilities such as exploration, recording, teleportation, creation, and cause and effect.

Using such a treasure to directly attack a nine-star expert can achieve miraculous effects, but it is by no means the best way to use it.

The best choice would be for the fake Ksitigarbha himself to sit on a high place and fully operate the various functions of the main god center to assist and urge these strong men to fight.

"Okay, okay, Bodhisattva is wise and does not care about past grudges. If we cannot take this opportunity to chop off the head of that thief, we will not have the face to follow Bodhisattva into the human world and enjoy the benefits!"

"Yes, that's exactly the truth."

"Kill Qing Deng, then kill the King of Hell, rush into the world, drive away tribulations and enjoy luck!

"

This group of emperors from the underworld started drinking loudly.

It is true that there is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers.

No matter how cunning and intent the Supreme Master Qingdeng is, he is still unable to compare with the profound background of the fake Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha.

Huang Yun and others did not know the fate and chose the wrong path. After all, it is they, the old emperors, who are expected to return to the top, and even take advantage of this disaster to go one step further!

The void shook, and the remains of the thirty-seven worlds suddenly combined, gathering and dispersing, bringing countless signs of tearing the universe apart and breaking apart the universe. They revolved around a certain place of nothingness, running steadily towards the Supreme Master Qing Deng.

Rush past.

Previously, the fake Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha used his own magic power and four artifacts to combine with Ksitigarbha's legacy to form the Pure Land of the Buddha. Facing the annihilation of all the heavens, big and small, they were all shattered with one blow.

Although the current formation of the thirty-seven emperors of the underworld is less powerful than the previous attack, the situation of Supreme Master Qingdeng is obviously much worse than that of the fake Ksitigarbha at that time.

If he is really hit by this formation, I am afraid that Supreme Master Qingdeng will directly have his true body shattered and then suppressed by the divine light of the main god center.

It's just a pity that King Ping Ping has not learned this set of magic magic formations. Otherwise, if he were to join this set of formations, the power would be even more ferocious.

Now, he could only attack Supreme Master Qing Deng from another direction while attacking the formation head-on.

Even Supreme Master Qing Deng couldn't help but have a look of regret in his eyes when he looked at this formation.

The fake Ksitigarbha was in a high place, and he keenly caught this, and felt even more happy.

What are you regretting? Is it that you regret that you have been calculating for a long time and finally failed?

Is it a pity that I have the combat power of a Heavenly Lord, but now I have to be wiped out by a group of defeated generals who are on the verge of the Heavenly Ghost state?

Yes, yes, I just want you to regret it.

The thunderous sound of heavenly drums in the heart of the fake Ksitigarbha, and the angry flames of Ming King, are all transmitted into the main god center above his head, causing the divine light emanating from the main god center to form a continuous heavy pressure and continue to superimpose.

Regret alone is not enough. When the Supreme Master Qingdeng is completely destroyed, he must also suppress the prototype of his Dao Fruit and use all kinds of means to slowly wear it down, refine it, and use it as the energy source for his own actions in the future.

Only in this way can the hatred in the heart of the fake Ksitigarbha be somewhat relieved!

This can only be explained a little bit, because, looking at the appearance of Supreme Master Qingdeng with only a whisk flying around, we know that his net worth is much worse than that of the fake Ksitigarbha.

Even if he is really skinned and boned, there is probably no way to make up for the loss of the four artifacts.

"Alas, although the skull of the Great Sun Tathagata is a bit domineering, the Hongmeng Golden Pill is mainly mellow. When training these two main materials together, the Hongmeng Golden Pill is used, which is even less domineering and mellow.

What's more, I use this clone to draw a sword, but it's still not fun enough after all..."

Supreme Master Qing Deng sighed deeply and expressed his true regret.

The fake Ksitigarbha's expression suddenly changed, and the thunderous sound of the heavenly drum in his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

King Pingping even felt his mind and spirit slightly frightened, and his whole body was suddenly covered with a layer of red light. The alluring red fire covered his whole body and burst out.

“Red Lotus Karmic Fire?!

"

When the King of Pingren was forced to appear in the void and roared.

The entire figure of Supreme Master Qingdeng also turned into a human-shaped purple gas with a faint golden light, and suddenly moved backwards and fell into a large crack in the void of the underworld.

I don't know when the void of the underworld opened, and behind the crack, a magnificent scenery was revealed.

The dark space has a color like ink. Within the ink color, there are vast stars, misty star mist, and countless divine lights floating in this boundless starry sky.

The killing array formed by the emperors of the underworld is already approaching Chi Chi.

Each of them once owned a world that had developed into its heyday, and the starry sky scenery was nothing to them. Even the weakest branch among the infinite branches of time and space had stars in its prime.

The number of celestial bodies will not be less than what they saw in front of them.

However, most of the celestial bodies in their world are just products of the condensation of energy and matter. They rely on the huge amount of matter to play some role on the space-time level.

And in the space scene in front of them, every star in it is like the aura of heaven's newborn.

Pure vitality, physical objects, void, etc. are no longer enough to describe the stars in space behind the big crack. Those auras contain all the characteristics of the previous ones, and are even more superior to them.

It seemed to be a corner of the great road, directly exposed in front of them. It was a pure Tao thing and would never suffer from self-destruction.

This kind of scenery makes these long-decayed emperors of the underworld feel a little confused.

Just as they were in a daze, the space and the stars began to tremble and turned into a wide sleeve.

All that grand scenery is actually just a shirt.

The clone returns and merges into the body.

Guan Luoyang walked from the big crack in the underworld, his shirt was fluttering, and his black hair was slightly raised. The trajectory of each hair made dragon roars emit from the depths of the void and the sea of ​​chaos. It seemed to have a rich and incomparable spirituality. To directly

Countless divine dragons and demonic dragons emerged from the chaos.

He seemed to be holding something on his right hand, but at this moment, no one could see clearly what it was.

The emperors of the underworld could only see a layer of red-gold flames lingering on his right hand, and then he slashed out with a knife.
To be continued...