"It turns out that he is a distinguished guest from heaven, and he was welcomed from afar.\\" A man walked out from behind the soldiers. Although he had a yin energy about him, he was not much different from a normal person.
Everyone was shocked. This was the reincarnation of a corpse, and a new spiritual wisdom was born in the body. Such a person is definitely a master. He must have had great origins during his lifetime, and his status in the underworld will not be low.
"Is this how to treat distinguished guests by sealing off the heaven?" The few people who came looked unhappy. They had been in this important town for a few days and had already investigated clearly.
"You know that this kind of teleportation array is very expensive, and we are only operating at a guaranteed cost." Although the ghost general's face was pale and bloodless, he looked very elegant. He wiped his mouth with silk, as if he came from ancient times.
The vampire nobleman of the castle who never sees the sun all year round.
"This must be Uncle Zhang Yang. We have been informed that you are going to return to heaven." The bald man stepped forward to greet Zhang Qingyang and the others. He revealed his identity and sat down for Huahua, one of the eight disciples, known as King Kong.
Buddha.
He ignored the man from the underworld, but introduced the current situation to Zhang Qingyang and others. Heaven was blocked by the underworld, and there were some troubles.
After learning Zhang Chang's identity, Vajra Buddha and several others quickly bowed to him and said, "I have met my uncle."
Zhang Chang was dumbfounded, this was a disciple of Ye Fan's disciple. Several years passed in a flash, and a new generation replaced the old ones, which made people lament the ruthlessness of time.
People of Ye Fan and Zhang Chang's generation have been practicing Taoism for more than five years now.
"Alas, I have ignored these generals. It's really shameful. After all, I am also a ghost general in the underworld." The man dropped the silk scarf in his hand, his face a little cold.
"Who dares to despise the underworld? We are going back to heaven and want to borrow a path here. Can we activate the teleportation array?" Vajra Buddha said.
"Well, Jin Da Luo Yin Jing will do." The pale ghost general said, with a gentle smile on his lips.
"It's too much to bully someone." A Toutuo behind him shook his shovel in his hand and raised his eyebrows.
"If you have something to say, we are all people with status. We need to be reasonable and have no magical clues. This road is really dead. How about you stay for a few days to help the underworld and repay the debt with your work?"
The smile on his face became even brighter.
"Pa"
A straw shoe flew towards me. An ascetic behind Vajra Buddha kicked off a shoe, threw it towards the ghost general's bright face, and said, "I'll step on your face."
He was very direct, and when he met such a self-righteous person, Kudutuo's simplicity and roughness was very effective, making the other person's smile freeze on his face and become extremely cold.
"You still don't know who I am? The Nine Sons Ghost Mother sat down first, and the people from heaven wanted to go over, leaving one arm for each person!" He said with a completely torn face.
Everyone in this area has retreated. Ye Fan has a grudge against the underworld, and everyone knows that he once killed the disciples of Changsheng Tianzun and the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Sky at the First Emperor Pass.
Regardless of these things, Holy Body is destined to be entangled with the underworld in his later years, and he is a mortal enemy born to oppose him!
This battle inevitably broke out. It became a trigger. The ghost general was very powerful, and Vajra Buddha was not an ordinary strong man either. The two fought fiercely.
Finally, Zhang Qingyang took action. He opened his mouth and spit out a jade tripod, and the power of faith flowed down from it like a waterfall, directly submerging the place.
"ah……"
The ghost general screamed, he was a Yin spirit and was very afraid of this kind of thing. His whole body was on fire.
Zhang Yangqing is not very strong, but he has studied the power of faith to a superb level and knows that it has a great deterrent effect on Yin spirits.
"With a little power of faith, I want to make waves in the area ruled by me." A woman's majestic voice sounded.
The mistress of the Nine Ghost Mothers has arrived. She is surrounded by nine ethereal green fires and sits high on a golden and jade chariot. She wears a phoenix crown on her head, with flying green hair, and has eighteen yin hands.
Vajra Buddha and others changed their colors. They were responsible for investigating the blockade. They did not expect to meet such a powerful leader of the underworld. The other party was definitely a great sage.
"I hate the name Heavenly Court. Before sweeping away the divine organization, it's best to eradicate Heavenly Court first." The ghost mother said coldly.
Zhang Qingyang, Long Yuxuan, Zhang Chang, etc. all changed their colors. This woman is very strong, not ordinary scary. She has a ring of ghosts and gods flowing all over her body, and her Taoism is profound. She is the top strong one among the great sages.
"Don't wait for me to do it myself. Just finish it by yourself. Of course, don't damage your bodies. I will use them to refine ghost soldiers and generals." The ghost mother said coldly.
But when she saw Zhang Chang, she was very dissatisfied and said: "You are too weak, you can die." She pointed forward with one finger, intending to turn him into ashes.
"You are so self-righteous. Do you really think that you are a supreme being? Do you think that you can dominate the world? That is my uncle, how can you offend him?!"
There was a loud shout in the sky, and then golden light surged in like a vast ocean, cutting off the sky and sending the ghost mother flying out. She vomited blood and the bones in her body crackled.
A figure that looked like a golden god of war landed in the sky. He looked majestic and tall, with a divine ring covering his whole body. He looked extremely powerful.
"Yang Xi has met his uncle." He bowed before him.
The crowd was in an uproar, and many people in the city were trembling in their hearts. Who is Yang Xi? The disciple of Holy Body Ye Fan is the most similar to him, and he is the same Holy Body.
In the past twenty years, who has resisted? Ye Fan has not stepped forward. He has fought on behalf of his master and swept across the world. The most classic battle was when he killed the Overlord three years ago. He bathed in the Overlord's blood and went crazy, shaking the starry sky.
"I've met two senior brothers." Yang Xi greeted Zhang Qingyang and Long Yuxuan again.
"You...trespassed on the border of the underworld!" the ghost mother said.
"Get out!" Yang Xi shouted. She was so shocked that she coughed up blood again and stumbled backwards.
"Okay, okay, okay, if you insult us, you will be reborn in the underworld in the future!" The ghost mother said harshly, turned around and left.
She knew that he was no match for Yang Xi in any case. You should know that he had killed all the mighty overlords in the sky, making him invincible.
Moreover, according to legend, this holy body is not far away from breaking into the quasi-emperor, and will take that step at any time.
"I hate threats from others." Yang Xi raised his hand and pressed forward.
"No!" the ghost mother shouted.
However, she was unable to resist at all. A huge golden light palm pressed down on her, directly smashing her into a ball of blood mist. Broken bones scattered everywhere, and then burned, destroying her body and soul.
"Is this going to be a problem?" Long Yuxuan said.
After all, the underworld is a behemoth, and if you offend them, it will be an earth-shattering and unparalleled wave, and it may cause great trouble.
"It's okay, master said, we won't take the initiative to provoke them. But if they bully my heaven, they will be killed." Yang Xi said, showing his white teeth.
The group of underworld soldiers who were so arrogant just now were all frightened. They never thought that the person they provoked was so powerful that he was actually Ye Fan's disciple, and the weirdo they made fun of turned out to be Ye Fan's peer.
My friend, just thinking about it makes my head tingle.
Some people trembled, and were immediately suppressed by Yang Xi's powerful aura and fell to the ground, trembling all over.
It seems like just a small fight, but a big storm is about to happen!
In the heavenly court, Ye Fan looked at one Bodhisattva leaf after another, silently, the green green on his fingertips was very heavy, and the prayers engraved for five years. Looking back for five years recorded the power of a period of time.
Finally, the Bodhi leaves turned into light rain and disappeared from his hands, leaving him dazed for a while.
He didn't know how long it took before he turned around and walked towards the deepest part of the heaven. There was a Bodhisattva tree there, which was now more than ten feet tall and green.
"Father!"
A little guy with a milky voice shouted and ran over with a staggering step. He was only about one year old. She was a pink little girl.
"Slow down, Xiao Zi, don't be anxious." The little girl was only two or three years old, but she was guarding her like a little adult, taking care of the naive little guy.
The night was dim and the bodhi trees were glowing. Ye Fan turned around and showed a loving smile. He knelt down, scraped Xiao Zi's nose, and touched the little girl's head.
"Father...hug." Xiao Zi struggled to walk, her speech was not clear, and she looked very childish.
When she was just born, she was very special, she could run and jump immediately, but she was sealed by Ye Fan, fearing that there would be any hidden dangers if she practiced too fast in the future.
Ye Fan picked up the dishonest little girl who was crawling on him, patted her gently, and let her fall into sleep.
Not long after, Ji Ziyue came over, took the pink little girl from his hands dotingly, and walked towards the palace in the distance.
Under the bodhi tree, Ye Fan was silently lost in thought, looking at the starry sky.
The little girl sat aside obediently and whispered: "What are you thinking about, big brother?"
"I'm thinking about how to become stronger."
"Nannan, help big brother. Those bad guys don't dare to come. Don't be afraid." The little girl said innocently. She already knew the meaning of herself to the heaven. Even if she didn't do anything, she could still deter the most terrifying person like the emperor.
people.
"Brother feels very sad. There is a person who left me a letter in the human world with the power of his will. I finally know her whereabouts. I am going to the underworld." Ye Fan whispered.
"I'll go with my eldest brother." The little girl blinked her big eyes, raised her head, and said coquettishly.
"No, you can't leave Heaven. Many pairs of eyes are watching." Ye Fan shook his head.
"I don't know if I can come back. It would be too irresponsible to leave like this. If I don't go, my heart will be on fire." Ye Fan said, he needs strength, to have the supreme Taoism of the Supreme Fighter, he needs the Saint
Great body!
"I want to create a method and achieve it in the shortest possible time!" Ye Fan stood up with a firm gaze.
That night, Ye Fan listened to Zhang Qingyang talk about the wonderful use of mind power and the possibility of reincarnation.
"The blood is borrowed from the bodies of future generations. It is tempered and nourished from generation to generation, and the spiritual consciousness takes form and sits in the hearts of all living beings." Ye Fan said to himself, this is the result of his further deduction.
"Master, beware of these people. There may really be an afterlife, and unimaginable enemies will appear in the future." Zhang Qingyang said.
"My way is in this life, without asking for the next life. I am invincible in this life and can crush everything." Ye Fan said firmly.
Two days later, Yang Xi came to the bodhi tree and reported in a low voice: "Master, I accidentally killed the ghost mother."
Ye Fan nodded, indicating that he knew.
Yang Xi refused to leave and said again: "I accidentally killed Ghost Mother's master again."
"I won't offend others unless they offend me." Ye Fan said.
"I accidentally killed Master Ghost Mother's master."
"If someone offends me and keeps pushing me, there is no need to hold back and endure." Ye Fan said again.
"Yes, so I killed one of their ancestors again." Yang Xi said shyly.
Ye Fan was speechless.
However, Yang Xi still refused to leave.
"What's wrong?"
"I also killed a ghost commander. It is almost certain that he will become a quasi-emperor soon and will be the future giant of the underworld."
Ye Fan couldn't help but ask: "How many people have you killed?"
"After I went out, they ambushed me, killed a young one, and then provoked an old one. I killed a total of 108 generals of the underworld." Yang Xi said anxiously.
Ye Fan was shocked when he heard the news. He believed that the outside world must be excited. Those were 108 ghost generals in the underworld, which was equivalent to 108 stars being wiped out because they lost their guardians.
In fact, just as Ye Fan expected, the geniuses of the underworld surrounded and suppressed Yang Xi, which made him suffer trauma. In anger, he pushed forward, killed everyone, and broke the 108 stars of the underworld.
Big flag.
"What else is there to hide?" Ye Fan asked him.
"The prince of the underworld, the prince of Yama, and the prince of the prison all came out and wanted to kill me."
These three people are the next successors of the underworld. In the future, there will be a palace master among them, with a terrifyingly high status.
"What happened?" Ye Fan asked.
"Yam Luozi asked my senior brother Ye Tong to be killed." Yang Xi told him honestly.
Ye Tong has become a quasi-emperor ten years ago, with unfathomable strength, on the same level as the ancient prince. Now he is famous in the universe and is known as the reincarnation of the Sun Emperor. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote
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