Chapter 4372

In the misty dream, the hell, which had been in chaos for a long time due to the fall of Fengdu emperor, had been restored to order.

In the deepest place, in a magnificent black hall, jiulingyuansheng is experiencing the mysteries of the world after death.

All of a sudden, he opened his eyes and looked out of the hall. He saw the yellow spring surging up and down. He didn't know where it was going. Then, a breath across the ages flew out and fell in front of him, turning into the image of a ghost emperor.

"Zhenyuanzi, how did you become like this?" Jiuling Yuansheng asked in a low voice.

Zhenyuanzi calmly replied: "there are opportunities."

Then he looked into the eyes of jiulingyuansheng and said:

"according to the promise of the Qing emperor, it's time to hand over the hell to us."

Qingdi sent jiulingyuansheng to the hell not for himself!

Jiuling Yuansheng narrowed his eyes: "you have the breath of Jiuyou Luofeng. It seems that you have made a lot of achievements. If you take it to hell and mix it with your hometown, I'm afraid you can welcome your unborn mother back..." "I should have been in charge of the underground first, so as to hook up the black prison of Luofeng and make some trees. Finally, I mixed up with my hometown. But I got the chance. The order was reversed." Zhen Yuanzi replied flatly.

Hearing Zhen Yuanzi's simple reply, Jiuling Yuansheng could not help sighing:

"it's been several years faster than I expected. It's really hard to predict. In this case, you and I can't see the will of heaven clearly. What's the use of this deduction? What's the use of changing the way? "

Then he turned and left, stepped out of the grand and solemn black hall, and rose in the dark sky of hell. He took away the ghost spirit, the emperor's prime minister and the power here, and returned to the image of the great sage of the demon family. He broke through the fog and returned to the boundary of Fusang ancient tree.

According to its original idea, he could also understand the mysteries of the world after his death for several years, so as to grasp some key points of the final robbery. Unexpectedly, zhenyuanzi came so fast and so powerful!

In the pavilion, the dark fog left by Jiuling Yuansheng kept on rolling, highlighting the vague Taoist patterns. It condensed into a gloomy and gray imperial seal, which fell into the hands of zhenyuanzi. It was the symbol of the authority of the underworld built by Fengdu emperor!

"I don't know the arrangement of the fairyland dungeon before I meet you here..." Zhenyuanzi also sighed.

Everything seems to be arranged!

He held out his hand to catch the imperial seal, opened his mouth, spewed out a quiet and dead light, broke the upper prohibition, and left a little mark on the cardinal.

Boom!

There seems to be thunder in the gloomy hell. The refined yellow spring after tomorrow surges forward, runs through the chaotic time, connects a piece of decadent and ancient Yin soil, and merges into the real yellow spring flowing on it!

There are many layers in this earth. At the bottom of it is the evil spirit sacrificial pool at the beginning of the new era. On it are the Dead Marshes of the demons in the age of Jiuyou, the cemeteries of the gods in the age of Tiandi Hunyi and Jiutian, and the underworld hell that the demons tried to build for generations. The new oppresses the old. The present covers the past, making "history" seem to be a fossil In the core, no matter how many layers of accumulation, there always stands a deep and dark Luofeng mountain, which is the Taoist temple of the xuanming ghost emperor.

However, at this moment, even if anger invaded his cold eyes and roar could be heard everywhere, there was still no way to stop the connection between the hell of Fengdu emperor and the boundary of Luofeng. Zhenyuanzi, who had been transformed into a ghost emperor by the emperor's arrangement, was also a fake side here. No one could help but fight against each other. Moreover, the focus of xuanming ghost emperor was still in the devil emperor's claw, where he was always there It's going to get out of control.

It seems that the hell in the layers of fog has suddenly expanded countless times. A ghost soldier is stunned to find that the sight is no longer the hazy fog, but the boundless barren, the dark earth swept by the strong wind, the dark sun and the yellow moon in the sky, all of them feel decadent and pale. His soul body is more solid, and even gets the silver shining armor.

With the improvement of the original shortcomings of this hell, the ghost emperor of zhenyuanzi looked up to God, paid homage, and said solemnly:

"please come to my hometown!"

"Please come home!"

……

Nine times in a row, his sleeve robes of both hands suddenly rose, the hell turned from dark to dark, layers of fog were pulled by tornadoes, flying down from high, like two giant boa constrictors, and in the infinite distance, a little light lit up, although not big, but gradually clear, is a side of the same can not see the edge of the hazy world, inside there is a sense of great freedom and bliss, full of eternity The stillness and tranquility of the world is like the original hometown and final destination of all living beings.

The white lotus blossoms, and the light turns to be dense. The night emperor and all the envoys look at each other. They don't understand what's going on. It's just that the idea of supreme power looms in the depths of their hometown, which makes them dare not doubt and worship.

Boom!

This secluded spot with refined light bumps into the core of the hell, arousing endless storms, but leaving the hell soldiers and ghost messengers unaffected.

The storm turned into innumerable white lotus, which fell down one after another and rooted in every angle of the earth. Some of them sank into the overcast soil, and some of them bloomed directly.Boom!

A clear light is like a real dragon, rising from the core of Yin Cao, covering the whole world!

Boom!

In the real chaos, there is a giant bodhi tree in the center of the pure land of Buddhism, which stretches across the infinite doom. Its branches are Tao and leaves are rules.

At this moment, the "true spirit map of ghosts and gods" hanging on the bodhi tree is stimulated, and suddenly it is full of light.

where the light shines, an ancient idea of obscurity, fantasy, bliss and purity appears out of the bodhi tree.

Boom!

In the Western Paradise, in the middle of the world, the fog and bubble like a dream never change. There is a square pool of eight treasures around it. There is no water wave in it. It is deep and hard to see the bottom. It seems that it leads to different strange universes.

All of a sudden, these pools of merit and virtue are shining into the sky, as green as glass, as clear as a dream, condensing out a green lotus full of ancient meaning.

The green lotus falls and penetrates into the dreamlike bubbles and layers of fog.

Boom!

Zhenyuanzi's eyes are full of light, and his hometown has been integrated with this hell. The deepest petals of white lotus bloom one after another, surrounded by a towering Holy Spirit. His clothes are complex, light, ancient and elegant, and his face seems to be covered by endless time and space. It's hard to see. Only his eyes that surpass everything in the world are impressive.

Zhen Yuanzi immediately bowed down and said in a solemn voice:

"welcome my mother back!"

The night emperor and the other envoys were on their knees, shouting: "welcome my mother back!"

The God looked down at them and said with a faint smile:

"the will of heaven has changed."

………

Thirty three days away, there are many miraculous flowers, birds and animals everywhere.

The golden horned boy was watching the silver horned boy preach to him. Suddenly, his heart moved and he looked to the outside world. He saw a golden Buddha with a slightly thin appearance sitting on the lotus stand. He neither came in nor left. He was six feet tall, and his face was full of compassion, which filled the heaven and earth with boundlessness.

"Amitabha!" The Golden Horn blurted out.

………

In the mysterious world connected by the sea eye, the demon emperor's hall stands quietly, and little fox green hill is seizing the time to practice, striving to further awaken the demon holy gun.

All of a sudden, she saw the doors of the demon emperor's hall open without wind, and a Taoist with a bun came in.

The Taoist had a yellow face and a slight beard. He looked at Qingqiu with a smile and walked slowly into the demon palace.

"He was able to enter the deepest part of the demon emperor hall that we could not touch..." Qingqiu was staring at the scene.

………

In the boundless pure land, the lamp burning ancient Buddha is thinking about all kinds of details and deducing every pass.

Suddenly, he saw Ananda's shadow in front of him and turned to the outside world again.

"Here's our chance." Ananda immediately showed a meaningful smile.

Opportunities? The lamp burning Buddha was at a loss.

………

Within the sabre, the boundless thunder sea is not clear.

I don't know how long it took, the water was sparkling, it seemed to turn into a long river, and the jade dish was flying ash inch by inch.

"The Eastern Emperor is worthy of being the archaic Emperor..." Zhao Fugui couldn't help sighing.

Of course, directly absorbing and refining the way of other people's cohesion will conflict with himself and cause instability of foundation. In the future, he will have to spend more time to polish it. Without boundless tolerance of all things, Zhao Fugui may even explode and die on the spot. But at present, he must step into the perfect realm of nature as soon as possible and get rid of the residual spirit of the Eastern Emperor. He can't care about these and just hope that the doom will pass There's still time to make up.

Mother's back? Why did you come back at this time? Zhao Fugui's mind is buzzing with a vibration.