Hearing this, King Yama woke up with a start, and then a wry smile appeared on his face.
"I hope Meng Shao can forgive me. This time, Xiao Wang has no jurisdiction over this matter. It involves too much."
Now King Yama only feels a trace of fear.
At the beginning, I thought that the other party was just a person with good qualifications and good luck, and then he was favored by a saint, which led to the current situation.
But looking at it now, there are really too many things in it.
First of all, let’s not mention that Meng Xiaobao is not on the book of life and death.
Just saying that the book of life and death shows that Meng Xiaobao’s parents and eldest brother are still alive and well, this means two problems!
One, Meng Xiaobao's parents are indeed dead, but someone covered up the secret and erased the traces, making it impossible for the book of life and death to follow. The person who can do such a method is Daluo Jinxian.
In one, Meng Xiaobao's parents were not dead and were still alive and well, but Meng Xiaobao in front of him said that the other party was dead, which showed that the other party might have been deceived, but looking at the Black and Yellow Exquisite Tower of Heaven and Earth on Meng Xiaobao's head,
This is obviously impossible.
Unless the saint takes action himself, this is impossible! Even if you want to accept a disciple, there is no need to kill his parents! Such a thing is unreasonable!
Not to mention, the current Meng Xiaobao can't find any traces in the book of life and death. Is he a congenital creature?
In the entire prehistoric world, innate beings are definitely existences with names and surnames. Why now!
Looking at King Yama who was still covering up in front of him, Meng Xiaobao also knew that things this time were definitely not simple. The other party was so afraid, which meant that there was definitely something wrong with him!
"Please tell me the truth, Mr. Yan!"
"this……"
Just when King Yama was in a dilemma, the Sanskrit sound of heaven and earth sounded.
"Amitabha! The donor is suppressing the underworld. Does he want to disrupt the three realms?"
With the sound of the Buddha's name, the Sanskrit sounds of heaven and earth sounded, and the entire underworld instantly became extremely peaceful.
Facing this domineering man, Jiuling and others behind Meng Xiaobao just wanted to take action, but were repelled by a move and suppressed instantly.
"What a terrifying cultivation level!"
Meng Xiaobao's eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that he was overconfident this time.
How could I have forgotten the person in front of me? Although it is said that the underworld is under the jurisdiction of heaven, you must know that the real person behind the underworld is not the heaven, but the Bodhisattva in front of you!
If hell is not empty, and I vow not to become a Buddha, I will be the one in front of me, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!
In the entire Western religion, it can be said that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is basically the most powerful Bodhisattva. Although he is not a Buddha, his personal strength is so strong that even ordinary Buddhas are no match for him.
Facing one, Jiuling and others, and several golden immortals, there is no way they can be their opponents!
With the appearance of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Mengta directly transformed and appeared in front of Meng Xiaobao.
However, Meng Ta at this time was completely different from before. His face was full of caution, he was wearing golden armor, and he was holding a mini Black and Yellow Exquisite Tower of Heaven and Earth in his hand. This was Meng Ta's true fighting state.
"Ksitigarbha, do you want to attack my master?"
Meng Ta gave a low shout and a bell rang. Yes, the bell rang.
The entire underworld was covered by the sound of the bell. This was the echo of heaven!
The Xuanhuang Exquisite Tower of Heaven and Earth was created by Xuanhuang Qi and merit, so even if it is not an innate treasure, its power is not inferior at all. Moreover, when the bell rang, there were signs of chaos in the entire underworld.
"Xuanhuang Tower! Do you think you can win this tower by yourself?
If the person in charge of you is Xuandu, I would still be a little afraid, but as for the person in front of me, you are no match!"
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has a dragon-subduing pestle appearing in his right hand, three flowers appear on his head, and the soul appears on the three-flower box.
This is obviously the strength that has reached the peak of Daluo Jinxian.
Seeing this, Meng Ta snorted coldly. On his left hand, golden light flashed, and a large clock gradually appeared.
The sound of the bell just now emanated from this big bell.
"Is this the Donghuang Bell?
How could it be in your hands?
No, the Donghuang Bell should have been broken, including you, you are also broken, even if you hold the Donghuang Bell, it will not help."
Ksitigarbha was shocked at first, but then he was relieved.
As the saying goes, a featherless phoenix is not as good as a chicken. Now, whether it is the Donghuang Bell or the so-called Xuanhuang Exquisite Tower of Heaven and Earth, they were all damaged in the war back then. Now these two broken magic weapons
I also want to compete with him, but that is simply impossible.
Being exposed, Mengta was a little bit angry. Looking at the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in front of him, Mengta was holding the East Emperor Bell in one hand and the Black and Yellow Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth in the other, as if he wanted to crush the entire underworld.
"So what? If I were in my prime, killing you would be like killing a dog. Now you dare to be arrogant in front of me. Do you really not know how the word "death" is written?"
In the illusion, Meng Ta's figure gradually grew, and the tower in his right hand began to gradually become more gazing.
"I have to say, Ksitigarbha, you do have the ability to brag. Among the four great Bodhisattvas in Buddhism, you are indeed the strongest. But have you ever thought about such a thing? Who told you that I still have the ability to brag?
Broken..."
I saw that Mengta's figure not only grew bigger, but finally became a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old. He was wearing a golden armor. The small tower and clock in his hands were all gone, leaving only one
It's a long gun.
"This is...killing gods..."
Ksitigarbha was greatly moved!
How is this possible! The war back then, the War of Saints, completely shattered the ancient world.
Countless treasures were torn to pieces in the fight, and even the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda of Taiqing Daode Tianzun was damaged. It was precisely because of knowing this that Ksitigarbha dared to be so arrogant.
But the current situation makes it obvious that all of this is false.
Not only that, the opponent actually had the Donghuang Bell and the God-killing Spear in his hands!
"That's right, it's the God-killing Spear! How about, let me stab you?
It doesn’t take much, just a little is enough.”
Hearing this, Ksitigarbha was also quite worried, what a joke.
The god-killing gun, why is it called the god-killing gun? In addition to its own power, it is also its powerful demonic nature. If it is really ruined, the injury will be minor, but if it completely interferes with one's mind, it will fall into the devil's way.
, that is a tragic death in the true sense.
The current Three Realms cannot tolerate the existence of demons. As for the calculation of the demonic ways among cultivators compared with real demons, those are nothing at all. Those are evil ways at most.
"Bold! How dare you, an acquired treasure, be so presumptuous? I will suppress you!"
Ksitigarbha stopped being verbose, and the demon-subduing pestle disappeared from his hand. In an instant, the Buddha's seal hung directly in the sky.