Slay all ghosts, defeat the demon king, and slay the demon ancestor with a short sword!
This scene was clearly presented in front of everyone in the underworld.
You must know that before this, these demons and monsters were too arrogant and arrogant. They killed thousands of officials in the underworld, and even the King of Chu Jiang was attacked and killed.
Therefore, sealing the boat in the River Styx to slay the demons was like giving him a slap on the spot, stopping the tide of demons. What he did was both domineering and crazy, and truly stirred people's hearts.
Even though everyone has been in the underworld for a long time and knows the power of the demons and monsters gathering in the "deep mountains and swamps", otherwise the gods and Buddhas would not have set up formations to surround them.
But today, Patriarch Minghe woke up from ten thousand years of slumber and destroyed the magic circle of gods and Buddhas. This group of demons and monsters took the opportunity to escape and killed many of their colleagues in the underworld, treating the underworld like ants. Seeing that they were about to massacre the underworld,
To cause harm to the world, at the critical moment, someone finally stepped on the heads of all the ghosts, crushing them like chickens.
"It's so refreshing. I didn't expect these arrogant ghosts to end up like this!"
"These monsters are just a group of bloodthirsty monsters who only know how to kill. They rely on their talents and magical powers to do whatever they want. Fortunately, there are Taoist priests here!"
"Master Feng Dao, the underworld will always regard you as its idol!"
Countless judges and imps screamed like crazy.
These people either have a lower status or are younger, so they shout so unscrupulously.
And experienced and prudent people, such as the Lord of the Tenth Palace, in addition to King Qin Guang who reported to the Heavenly Court, and several other great judges, all looked at all this with dumbfounded eyes. Looking at the six-foot-long golden body standing tall, they were stunned.
It was so majestic and arrogant that it was impossible to look directly at it. Even an invincible strong man like the Ancestor Styx whom they deeply feared was killed by his sword. Such an existence is really respectable and terrifying!
"After today, I am afraid that the reputation of Taoist Master will be spread throughout the three realms."
A judge said leisurely.
No one refuted.
And those demons and monsters who were trembling all over had pale faces.
"Old... ancestor was defeated like this?"
A ghost king with the head of a tiger and the body of a bear stared wide-eyed.
This is a ghost king who is full of power. His brute strength is no less than that of a black Rakshasa. He was invincible tens of thousands of years ago. After being locked into the underworld, he was the last guy to surrender to the ancestor of Styx. He has always been extremely proud in his heart.
Apart from the Ancestor Styx, there is nothing to fear.
But it happened that the ancestor of Styx, who was almost a saint, was beaten violently by a mere human warlock, just like an adult beating a child. In the end, he was struck with a sword, and his body of several hundred feet was cut in half, and his soul died.
How does the tiger-headed ghost king, who advocates strength, accept this?
"It's impossible. If it's Sanqing, an old guy like Sakyamuni can still exert such power, but he is just a human magician. How can he have such power? How can he develop such a terrifying golden body?
Dharma?" Several other toad ghost kings were equally horrified.
But no matter how unbelieving they are.
Feng Zhou stood there.
His divine power was like a raging wave, and his golden flames were as bright as the sun falling to the ground. At the foot of Feng Zhou was the remains of the Ancestor of Styx. At this moment, time seemed to have frozen.
Under the watchful eyes of all those present, the most glorious and dazzling scene in the underworld shone dazzlingly!
"Happy, the Taoist Master is so powerful, he conquers the underworld and kills old demons. How majestic and domineering, a man should be like this!"
"The majesty is like a Taoist priest, the heroic style is like a Taoist priest, and Ao Xiao is as powerful as a Taoist priest!"
"How magnificent, Taoist Master Feng!"
Countless people from the underworld shouted loudly and vented their joy. Some people even jumped up and danced wildly with excitement. They looked as ugly as they could, but the people around them just laughed.
"Please be granted the title of Taoist Priest, conquer the realm of the underworld, slay ghosts and monsters, and avoid future troubles forever!"
"Seeking to be granted the title of Taoist Priest and conquer the underworld"
"Please be granted the title of Taoist Priest and be leveled..."
There were even hundreds of ghosts yelling crazily, which really made the crowd excited.
Although these ghosts are insignificant, they are the grassroots force of the underworld. Without them, the underworld will immediately stop. Their voices are naturally the voices of everyone in the underworld.
All the monsters who witnessed it were trembling with fear, and they did not dare to show off any of them.
"Children of the underworld, let's kill all the monsters together and avoid future troubles forever!"
Feng Zhou raised his dagger and shouted loudly.
"Follow the Taoist Master!"
Including Yan Jun, all the people present at the venue raised their arms and cheered.
But those demons and ghosts were trembling with fear, with looks of horror on their faces.
On that day, Feng Zhou led thousands of underworld personnel to kill hundreds of thousands of demons and monsters who had escaped from the underworld in the River Styx. The rest were locked back into the underworld and surrounded by magic circles.
The remaining hundreds of thousands of demons and ghosts, such as the real One-Horned Ghost King and the Black Demon Lord, originally attacked the underworld formation from another location, but they were repelled by the Great Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin and Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha and others.
Feng Zhou also took back the six-foot golden body and returned to his own appearance.
"It turns out that the Taoist Priest is King Ning of the Great Song Dynasty. He is the most respected prince in the world of the underworld. He is more noble than the ghost kings of the underworld like us. Please forgive me for our rude behavior before."
The other Yanjuns of the Eight Prefectures seemed to have just learned Feng Zhou's identity and saluted Feng Zhou again.
As soon as anyone in the mortal world comes to the underworld, these kings of hell and judges will know the identity of the visitor immediately.
Except for emperors like the Qin Emperor, Han Wu, Tang Zong, and Song Zu who had great achievements, when ordinary emperors come here, even if the Ten Palaces of Hell greet them, they will not salute easily.
But Feng Zhou's performance was so brilliant and majestic.
Not only did he kill so many powerful demons, he also avenged King Chu Jiang and put an end to the danger of hell.
He has gained the respect of countless underworld judges and ghosts.
How can you, Lords of Hell, not worship me?
"His Royal Highness Prince Ning has been working hard today. The Underworld has arranged a banquet, and His Highness is invited to the banquet to express the Underworld's little care." Emperor Song said.
"No need!" Feng Zhou refused with a smile.
At this moment, he felt something in his heart, feeling that he was vaguely blessed with great luck. When the occasion came, he was right in front of him, and he really had no intention of staying in the underworld to eat.
He must return quickly, find a quiet place, and hone his magic power carefully to suit his destiny.
So Feng Zhou said goodbye to everyone's efforts to stay and returned to the underworld.
Not long after he left, Emperor Fengdu of Beiyin and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva came hand in hand. As soon as they met, they ignored the greetings. Emperor Fengdu hurriedly asked: "Where is Zheng Shuoning King Feng Zhenren in the world?"
He is the highest-ranking priest in the underworld. He personally leads the army to surround the demons and is deeply admired by everyone.
If it hadn't been for Patriarch Minghe's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain, he would have fought side by side with Feng Zhou just now.
"Your Majesty, Emperor Ning, Master Feng has left and returned to the underworld!" King Yama bowed and said.
"It's a pity that I've returned to the underworld. It's a pity that I missed a great opportunity today!" Emperor Fengdu sighed.
"Amitabha, Amitabha." Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sighed softly beside him, as if he was regretting something.
Many kings of hell couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing why.
At this time, Feng Zhou had arrived in the underworld.
As soon as he appeared and saw the sun, the earth suddenly shook.
At this moment, bursts of wonderful music descended from the heavens and the world, and elephants, sika deer, and cranes appeared out of thin air and danced around Feng Zhou. Following the fragrant fragrance, thousands of flowers fell from the sky, and there were bursts of wonderful sounds in the mid-air.
There seemed to be a supreme voice sighing in Feng Zhou's ear: "Well done, well done! Entering the underworld alone and using your strength to suppress demons is such a great courage that has never been achieved before."
Feng Zhou smiled slightly, slowly sat down on the ground, closed his eyes and practiced, savoring the supreme merits brought to him by this great opportunity.