"This Tixian Kingdom was originally a Buddha country where a Bodhisattva was stationed. The young people practiced in it, but because they made a vow, they could not become a demon king without this world."

The green-clothed immortal official said carefully: "We are the immortal officials here to practice, and we will follow the destined person below and reach Lingshan... we have always worked diligently and acted as the guardian of Lingshan."

"But decades ago, a ghost king appeared under the Tixian Kingdom. This king was originally suppressed by the Bodhisattva. After escaped from the trap, he claimed to be the king of the Tixian Kingdom. He said that this world was originally created by him, and the Bodhisattva took it from him."

Wu Qi frowned.

This Immortal Kingdom belongs to the underworld, and was once the Bodhisattva. Now the original Master of the Underworld has revived, so he has restored his true identity?

"Let me ask you, since you have served the Bodhisattva for many years, which Bodhisattva you are serving, and what does that Lord of the Tixian look like?"

Facing Wu Qi's question, the Green-clothed Immortal Official quickly said: "The youngest only knows that the Bodhisattva is a Bodhisattva who removes obstacles, but is not a Lingshan Dharma body, but a reincarnated person. The king wore a green robe and claimed that he was originally a Golden Temple Arhat in the Biluo Mountain. Later, he also practiced the path of immortality and was named Xuantian Guan."

Official Xuan Tian?

He was quite angry.

"The Immortal Kingdom was also re-sacrificed by the king and became what it is now... The entrants were indeed sent to the fairy world, that is, the underworld where the heavens were missing."

The Green-clothed Immortal Official was a little nervous: "But he was not a serious immortal, but an Immortal..."

"I understand."

Wu Qi ordered: "Kill the king of Tixian."

"Abide by the order!"

This is the first time Huang Tian has taken action as a demon immortal. His soul condensed the god-transforming form "Yanchiye City". The flame iron city is full of fire, and countless fuses are poked out, surrounding the tower of the Tixian Kingdom and entangled it.

"Yanchiye City" can extract the yang soul and is lethal.

A green shadow from the tower of Tixian Kingdom was sucked out, and various strange phenomena appeared in the green shadow, accompanied by the Buddha's light and the Buddhist sounds, as well as many golden lights.

But none of these allowed Green Shadow to escape, so he was directly captured and roasted in "Yanchiye City".

Huang Tian opened his palm, and "Yanchiye City" narrowed down and placed it on his palm.

He sent a message: "Honor, he was just captured and not dead yet. If the Venerable has anything to ask, he can ask now. He is only in the early stage of the Demon King's cultivation. If he is too late, he is afraid that he will not be able to bear the fire of karma and will be burned into a flute and thrown into the ghost court."

"Can you still ask?"

"OK."

"That's OK."

Wu Qi, as Huang Tian said, opened his hand and put his palm upwards. "Yanchiye City" suddenly floated slowly from Huang Tian's hand to Wu Qi's hand.

The touch is warm and thick.

Wu Qi looked at the palm of his hand, and his eyes passed through the Iron City, easily finding the Lord of the Tixian Kingdom who was in it.

The king of the country is a green villain. He has a layer of flame mark on his body and is still struggling desperately at this time.

He was hung on a fiery red noose by two fire men. As the noose was tightened, the king of Tixian was trembling all over, as if he was enduring unspeakable pain.

"Who are you?"

Wu Qi asked softly.

He was captured by a meeting and fell into a strange place again. The giant above his head questioned him, which made the king of Tixian collapse: "Who are you... who are you... I am the Arhat of Lingshan, I am about to become the King of You! What monster are you!"

Wu Qi looked down at the little Tixian Lord: "Since I don't answer, there's no need to say anything."

His palms closed, and the heart-wrenching roar and wailing of the Lord of Tixian came from inside.

"I said, I said!"

"Give me your life! Give me aside! I'll say everything!"

Wu Qi slowly opened his five fingers.

The Lord of Tixian was swallowed by the fire of karma, and he was dying. He was hanging his neck by a noose and it was quite difficult to speak.

"I, I was originally a golden temple arhat in the Biluo Mountain of Lingshan. I rebelled from Lingshan and defected to the underworld, "Taisui Youwang" and promised to help me become Youwang. However, I was discovered by another Lingshan Bodhisattva who suppressed me in this Buddha treasure "Ten Commandments" and allowed me to reflect on myself for thousands of years."

"It was not until not long ago that the Tai Sui You King got my secret method and killed the Bodhisattva, so that I could escape from the trap."

"My fellow Taoist cultivation is so powerful that it is really admirable. I am willing to work hard for all the people. Whether it is Lingshan or the Netherworld, I understand the situation and are willing to be the one who is willing to be the one who is in front of the Taoist fellow Taoist! I will never refuse!"

"I also ask fellow Taoists to see that God has good life and spare my life."

Wu Qi remained silent: "What did "Taisui Youyou King" ask you to do here?"

The other party hesitated for a moment.

The karma fire was fierce again, making him wail continuously.

This is not a mortal fire, which will completely burn the Yang soul, and the pain is even more unbearable.

"Taisui Youwang asked me to sacrifice and refine the body of the Bodhisattva who clears the barriers here!"

"Although it is not the Dharma body of Lingshan, it is also the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva. In the Tixian Kingdom, together with the bones of other monks, he can be sacrificed and refined into a powerful corpse puppet, or even a heavenly puppet in time."

Wu Qi said slowly: "Then the other Gu Wang can step into the sky with this."

"Fellow Daoist really has an extraordinary origin! I also know this kind of secret."

The Lord of Tixian endured the pain of burning his soul and tried to calm his voice a little: "This corpse puppet is naturally a fellow Taoist... Fellow Daoist please... show mercy, show mercy..."

Wu Qi pondered for a moment: "Where is the monk you killed before now?"

"All have been refined into the Bodhisattva corpse puppet..."

"Understood."

Wu Qi clenched his fist with five fingers, and a more shrill scream came from it than before.

After a while, the sound became smaller and smaller until it became completely quiet.

Wu Qi opened his hand again, "Yanchiye City" no longer had the figure of the Tixian Kingdom Lord.

The green-clothed immortal official next to him was trembling all over.

The king of Tixian Kingdom died, Tixian Kingdom suddenly lost control, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, and he returned to the small island of Dongting Lake.

In the cracked stone tomb, a dark-skinned monk sat cross-legged on the ground. His eyes were deep, his hair was curled, and his nose was towering. He was a poisonous person. There was a layer of strange patterns formed by the Netherworld energy on his body, and his eyes were covered with a layer of white mist, which was indeed the appearance of a corpse puppet.

The strength of the corpse puppet alone has reached the level of the Nascent Soul monk.

Wu Qi thought to himself that he had magic weapons and Yuanying corpse puppets in his heart, no wonder Xuan Tianguan was fearless.

The monk held a pottery ancient primitive Buddhist instrument in both hands, which could be seen with naked eyes. There were palaces, immortal officials, dancers, and some people rode feather covers, drove dragons, and swans.

The so-called immortal officials are just flying insects shouting in the camp.

Xuan Tianguan's body was a green-headed fly the size of a palm.

He claimed to be an Arhat, and now it seems that he is mostly a gold gutter for himself.

Wu Qi collected the corpse of the green-headed fly and took it to offer it to the sacred peach tree.

He folded his hands together at the body, corpse, and bowed, "Senior Brother Cui, I'm late."

...

In the distance, the small school guarding the level and heard a thunderous sound behind him, they turned their heads and looked.

I saw that the strange island of Dongting Lake disappeared without a trace, and only Wu Qi stood there with his hands folded.

The result is self-evident.

Two soldiers who were taught a lesson quickly flattered him: "I am worthy of being the leader! This result is just right to the leader!"

"Boss! That monk is so powerful. He killed the demon in less than a quarter of an hour!"

The school looked calm: "Don't panic, be calm. We are also people who have seen the world. They screamed like little girls. How can it be?"

"Stand the last shift!"

He said proudly: "Our chore is over this time. According to convention, we will also have a reward of money in the future."

"That's why I said, Taoist Master Fuyun is our lucky star."

Everyone quickly flattered and gave it to them.

The primary school raised his hand and emphasized again: "The pattern, brothers must have a pattern. The pattern determines how far you can go!"
Chapter completed!