The four masters and disciples headed west, and Xuanzang wandered back and forth between Tang Sanzang and Tang San's burial.

There is quite a posture of thinking about Buddha and demon.

This is a bitter experience for the "demons and monsters" on the westbound journey.

Especially the immortals and gods in the lower realm who are doing meritorious deeds.

Most of their tasks were to set up tests on the westward journey to prevent the master and disciples from going west.

Now that they encountered Tang Seng in a state of chaos, everyone wanted to walk around.

Because there is no guarantee that the other party will go crazy and kill you, you have to go to the underworld to report it.

This was the result of Wukong, Bajie, and Sha Seng restraining Xuanzang with the Tightening Curse, the Golden Hoop Curse, and the Forbidden Hoop Curse.

Immortal Zhen Yuanzi tugged at his beard when he encountered this anomaly.

Because when he went to Miluo Palace to listen to Yuanshi Tianzun's lecture on the Hunyuan Dao Fruit, this was the stall.

Xuanzang uprooted the ginseng tree.

The Immortal Zhenyuan was so angry that he hung him on a copper pillar and whipped him for three days and three nights.

It was Guanshiyin Bodhisattva who came forward and paid for a bottle of Sanguang Divine Water before giving up.

By the time he arrived at Baihu Ridge, Xuanzang had already understood the Buddhist clairvoyance.

He carried a nine-ringed tin staff and beat the white-bone demon three times.

Watching this, Wukong sighed repeatedly.

"Master, are you a little too extreme?"

Xuanzang spoke righteously and said: "What Wukong said is wrong. You must know that the duty of eradicating evil is complete!"

"The corpse demon wants to eat my flesh today, but tomorrow he will dare to attack Leiyin Temple and eat the Buddha's flesh!"

"After eating the Buddha's meat, she can eat all the Buddhas in the sky!"

"If she eats the sky full of gods and Buddhas..."

When Xuanzang said this, he looked at Wukong with a solemn expression: "The three realms are in danger!"

Wukong's mouth twitched after hearing this.

Bajie was momentarily speechless.

Sha Monk was at a loss.

Before he could react, how could this little corpse demon involve the safety of the Three Realms?

At the moment when all three brothers were lost in thought, Xuanzang had already mounted the white dragon horse and ran forward over the mountains and ridges.

I could only hear him shouting loudly towards the mountains and valleys in the west:

"Hey~~, do you know?"

"If you eat Tang Sanzang's meat, you can live forever and live as long as heaven!"

This loud roar made the chickens and dogs jump in fright, and the wolves ran like wolves.

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The devil's time and space, the underworld.

"It turns out to be here!"

With a whisper, the void rippled.

A huge shadow slowly walked out of the darkness.

He was dressed in jet-black imperial attire and wore a crown of pearls and jade. He had a majestic figure and a breath as vast as an abyss or prison, shaking the heavens. He was like the king of thousands of ghosts and immortals.

Emperor Fengdu stood in the void with his hands behind his hands, his dark eyes staring closely at the underworld.

Out of sight, out of hearing.

Neither the body nor the spirit can feel it.

But if you try to contact this world with the Dao, you can taste some abstract things:

Cold, quiet, silent, cold, empty, lonely, depressed, painful, dark...

And the heavy will to die!

These words surrounded Emperor Fengdu's sea of ​​consciousness, consuming his vitality with the power of strange rules.

Emperor Fengdu actually felt the disappearance of longevity.

The approach of death cannot be stopped or reversed.

Only the invisible and formless rules of the great road change on their own.

These rules slowly condensed into strange symbols and graphics like Dao patterns, approaching the true meaning of death, covering the entire underworld.

Keep moving forward.

Emperor Fengdu felt as if he had penetrated the chaotic time and space.

The surroundings sometimes condense, sometimes fly by, sometimes stagnate, and sometimes surge.

Such feelings changed so frequently that it was almost difficult for Emperor Fengdu to measure how many moments had passed by him.

Until he reached a certain critical point.

Emperor Fengdu held the Sansheng Stone in his hand. The black and white condensed behind him, the light billowed, and a bright reincarnation disk floated up and down.

This reincarnation disk is ancient and mysterious, with countless avenues and textures intertwined on it.

There are twelve vortexes hovering in its twelve directions.

Among them, eleven whirlpools are dazzling, while the remaining one is slightly dim.

"This is the last place."

Emperor Fengdu pushed out the Sansheng Stone.

The fog cleared.

He looked towards the underworld again.

This time, Emperor Fengdu only saw a cold and strange whirlpool shaped like an eyeball.

It is exactly the same as the twelfth vortex on the reincarnation disk.

This is a big world, with countless ghosts and ghosts sinking into it, unable to extricate themselves.

Reincarnation is the intersection of life and death.

Turn death into life, balance yin and yang.

This is the most normal principle of reincarnation.

But now it seems that the recreated underworld in the Demonic God's Time and Space is not following the normal path of reincarnation.

They went to life and death, condensing the ultimate will to die with indescribable power.

In the devil's time and space, countless ancient worlds like the underworld were created.

This is a means to leverage the Great Reincarnation, and it is also the final goal of Emperor Fengdu's trip.

He had traveled to countless worlds before he found this place.

suddenly!

Emperor Fengdu waved his sleeves.

His body has escaped into the time and space of three lives, existing in the past, present and future!

Unknowingly, Emperor Fengdu got rid of his chaotic feelings.

The power of his three life stones crossed into the realm of underworld, thereby entering the real "singularity of death".

boom--

"Here comes meat again!"

The moment Emperor Fengdu jumped into the "realm of death", the void shook.

Strips of blood squirmed, ferocious like insects, countless eyes opened, filled with misery and death.

They gradually change themselves based on the abstract things in the outside world, condensing fuzzy Dao patterns, tempering and sublimating death intentions and murderous intentions.

"Let me guess who you are?"

"Is it the poor guy sent by my mortal enemy to kill him? Or is he an outlaw who tries to defeat his superiors?"

The Demon God of Underworld showed joy on his face, and he drew out a killing sword made of countless eyes and blood vessels.

Then he looked up and down at Emperor Fengdu, who was wearing a black robe, and his expression suddenly became strange:

"You look a little strange..."

Before the story of the Underworld Demon was finished, his countless pairs of eyes reflected a black and white electric light at the same time.
To be continued...