Chapter 560 Although there are thousands of people, I will go
At the beginning, the Emperor of Heaven consecrated King Yama, who commanded the guards of hell and the Five Mountains. Hell was further divided into ten halls. Each of the ten halls had its own owner and name. They were called the Ten Kings of the Underworld, and collectively they were called the Ten Halls of Hell.
The ten kings of hell are respectively King Guang of Qin, King Chujiang, King Song, King Wuguan, King Yama, King Biancheng, King Taishan, King City, King Pingping, and King Zhuan Lun.
Each of these ten kings of hell has vast supernatural powers and powerful magical power, and each one is no less powerful than a Buddhist arhat. Each palace king of hell also commands a large number of clergy, such as judges, black and white impermanence, bull-headed and horse-faced people, etc.
And this King of Chujiang is in charge of the living hell. He is good at using copper axes. His muscles, bones and magic power are like those of a vajra arhat. He is difficult to break with swords and guns. It can be said that his physical body is extremely powerful.
So when they saw this one-horned ghost king coming to attack him, everyone sneered.
"Although this one-horned ghost king is very powerful, it's probably a joke that he wants to knock down King Chu Jiang!"
"King Chujiang has powerful magic power, and has the body of a king. He is not afraid of attacks from others. This one-horned ghost king may be kicked on the iron plate!"
"It's not good to attack anyone. If you insist on attacking King Chu Jiang, you are seeking death!"
Countless judges and brats laughed mockingly.
Almost everyone was sitting back and watching the failure of the One-Horned Ghost King.
But at this moment, when faced with a blow from the One-Horned Ghost King, it suddenly exploded like fragile glass, split into pieces, and blood spilled into the void on the spot.
With one blow, the King of Hell fell!
Suddenly, there was silence in front of Styx, and everyone was dumbfounded.
You know, King Chu Jiang was executed like this before he could even lift his axe?
This is too fast!
It’s simply unreasonable!
It seems that this one-horned ghost king is actually a person with great supernatural powers!
All the judges and ghosts of the King of Hell clenched their fists and stared at the extremely arrogant one-horned ghost king. Especially those of the other palaces, whose eyes were about to burst into flames. But no one dared to take even half a step forward.
The One-Horned Ghost King and others are trapped in the Netherworld not because of the powerful magic power of the Ten Palaces of Hell, but because of the powerful magic circle left by the gods and Buddhas.
These ghost kings are trapped in the underworld, killing at every turn and never ending. After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, only nearly a million of the tens of millions of demons are left. However, those who can survive to this day have more powerful and terrifying magical powers.
But no one thought that they were so powerful that they could kill the King of Hell instantly!
If they are so powerful, doesn't it mean that the underworld cannot stop the impact of these demons and monsters?
What's more, there are only ten thousand people in the underworld here, but there are nearly a million people on the opposite side. It can be said that you can accumulate more with a little, and you can use an egg to hit a stone.
"You guys from the underworld have trapped us for thousands of years. This time we are going to kill the mortal world. How can we let you ants stop us?" The one-horned ghost king had cold eyes and was arrogant and domineering.
"One-horned Ghost King, please don't forget that it was the gods and Buddhas who joined forces to trap you in the Netherworld, and you will never escape. Now, once the gods and Buddhas free their hands, they will not only trap you, but also make you suffer even more.
Torture." The Song Emperor sneered.
"Hahaha... we haven't stayed here in vain for so many years. I will let you know that all the gods and Buddhas are just ants in our underworld!" the One-horned Ghost King snorted coldly.
"Don't talk big words! Black Rakshasa's strength is not inferior to yours, but as soon as he entered the human world, he was killed by a Qi Refiner in a boat. Even if you break through the obstacles and escape to the human world, you will only be killed!"
"Feng Zhou, the human qigong master? Haha, he is just a lucky guy. In my eyes, you are ants, and that Feng Zhou is also an ant! While I am in a good mood, you ants get out of the way quickly, otherwise I will definitely kill a group of ants.
Kill him with one blow!"
"Ant! Ant!"
Tens of thousands of ghosts and ghosts screamed together, and ghosts and wolves were howling beside the Styx River!
The ghosts were screaming vigorously when suddenly a cold voice came from an extremely distant place:
"Who is the ant?"
This sound could not be said to be loud or small, but it was clearly heard in the ears of everyone present. Even among the shouts of thousands of demons and monsters, they could be heard clearly, and even
Their voices were all suppressed.
The place suddenly became quiet, and the One-Horned Ghost King's expression changed, and he raised his head in shock. He saw that in the deep darkness and endless gloom, a huge bronze sword suddenly appeared, coming down from the sky to kill him.
This giant bronze sword is so huge.
It’s like the top of Mount Tai!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"
The one-horned ghost king's expression changed wildly. Without saying a word, he suddenly turned over and was about to dive into the River Styx to take the opportunity to escape.
But it was already too late. Within a radius of dozens of feet, it seemed that time and space had been frozen. The One-Horned Ghost King felt that his whole body was covered with sticky things, and his movements were slow and sluggish, as if he was in mud.
The giant bronze sword flew down from the sky and struck with a roar!
"Boom!"
Just hearing an explosion, the One-Horned Ghost King was chopped into pieces by the giant bronze sword. He has traversed the underworld for thousands of years and has been able to survive among countless demons and monsters until now. His magical powers are not low, but in this bronze
Under the giant sword, it is completely vulnerable to a blow.
The bronze giant sword even went down and hit the River Styx.
Rumble
Tens of thousands of demons, monsters, and powerful ghost kings who caused the underworld a huge headache were killed and crushed by this palm, more than ten thousand of them!
"This...is this?"
All the kings of hell are dumbfounded.
And the judge and ghost behind them were so shocked that their eyes popped out.
"Who, who possesses such power?"
The king of facial features murmured to himself.
"Is it the True Monarch Xian Sheng Erlang? Or is he the Great God of Santan Haihui?"
Many ghosts looked surprised.
It seems that only these two are qualified to crush these underworld monsters like this!
In contrast, many demons who are still secretly escaping in the River Styx have ugly faces, fear on their faces, and are struggling desperately.
Suddenly, the entire underworld, the underworld that had always been dark, suddenly became bright!
A Taoist priest in mysterious clothes, with a white face and beardless eyes, holding a bronze dagger, stepped forward. Although he did not wear armor, he had a domineering aura that was as powerful as a wave, sweeping across the sky.
As soon as he appeared, he seemed unable to withstand the pressure, and the River Styx surged. The Lords of Hell in several palaces couldn't help but bow their heads, and the Demon King and Ghost King, who held his own powerful magic, turned blue!
"That's right, I am the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, King Ning Fengzhou of the Great Song Dynasty, the ant-like Qigong practitioner you call me!"
Above the Styx River, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, evil winds were blowing, and black clouds were rolling. There were dozens of big ghosts standing side by side, and many little ghosts were glaring at them behind them.
On the other side, there is only one person, standing tall and heroic, with a short sword in his hand, but he is majestic and invincible. No matter how many ghosts and demons you have, you will not dare to face him.
"Are you Feng Zhou? The Feng Zhou who killed the Black Rakshasa? You actually came here to hinder us!"
A big ghost in the shape of a crocodile head opens its mouth and howls. It looks like you are not talking at all, but wailing.
"I can kill the Black Rakshasa and the One-Horned Ghost King, but if I come here to hinder you, what can you do?" Feng Zhou's tone was indifferent, but his majesty could not be contained!
"Hmph, don't be so arrogant! He is not the One-horned Ghost King at all, he is just the vanguard Unicorn Beast under the Ghost King's command," said a demon.
"Furthermore, you cannot use the golden body in hell,"
"Your magic power is suppressed, how can we be afraid of you?"
The demons and monsters shouted wildly.
Feng Zhou was slightly startled.
Behind him, the king of hell, the judge, and the ghosts and angels all looked pale and confused.
A mere unicorn beast could actually kill the King of Chu Jiang with one blow?
Isn't this underworld demon bound by the formation too powerful?
But then again, a mere human prince and a mere qigong master first killed the black Rakshasa in the upper world, and then went to the underworld to suppress the demons.
Could it be that the Qi Refiners in the human world are also so powerful?
In comparison, the underworld seems a bit weak!
While the people in the underworld were thinking wildly, Feng Zhou suddenly understood the reason why Jigong was looking for him.
The great powers in the heaven generally like to let these demons and ghosts cause harm to the human world and poison all living beings, and then let the poor people in the mortal world beg for sacrifice in every possible way, and then they will send out their men to deal with these demons.
However, due to the limited mana of these subordinates, they always cause all kinds of regrets, so that people will continue to offer sacrifices, serve the gods well, and deal with them every now and then.
Jigong saw this and did not dare to do more because he was within the system, so he specifically told him about the turmoil in the underworld. In fact, he wanted him to come over and suppress it.
This Dragon-Subduing Arhat really knows how to play with people's hearts, and he is worthy of being a master of Buddhism.
But I was inadvertently used as a gunman. It seems that my character is not good enough!
However, Feng Zhou knew in his heart that even if he had figured out the problem at that time, he would still have no hesitation, even if thousands of people were there, I would go.