Honghuang: I, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, will never leave seclusion!

Chapter 165

"Netherland, leave quickly!"

On the Huangquan Road, the ghosts and gods roared low, and then... Then he saw his colleague leading the three Great Luo Golden Immortals and two quasi-saint powerhouses with flattering faces.

"..."

The face of that ten thousand zhang ghost god was pale, and the three tall three heavenly forks in his hand suddenly shook.

The whole person... No, the whole ghost stood straight, looking ahead, with a solemn expression... looked at the turtle spirit and the others leaving.

After the turtle spirit and the others walked away, this ten thousand ghost god softened and almost collapsed to the ground.

Looking at the back of the ghost god who led the way from afar.

"Bah, traitor!"

This ten thousand ghosts and gods took a sip with disdain, and then collected the envy in his eyes, took out his prefecture priesthood token, and reported the news here.

Then he received the order not to care.

Looking at the unattendant order transmitted by the prefecture priesthood token, this immortal ghost god's expression suddenly froze.

As a Taiyi Ghost God with normal intelligence, he naturally easily grasped the key points from this order.

The envy of the ghost god who had just been suppressed in his heart suddenly rose again, and it was the kind that could no longer be suppressed.

Obviously, this ghost and god were definitely not the only ones on Huangquan Road who had this idea at this time.

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"Big ghost, do you know the origin of this White Lotus Bridge?"

On the Huangquan Road, Bixiao suddenly pointed to the White Lotus Bridge not far away and asked the ghost god.

'Great Ghost' is naturally the name of this ghost god.

Of course, this title is not from Bixiao, but from the name of the ghost himself.

According to what the big ghosts said, the cultivation method of these ghosts and gods guarding the prefecture is that the higher the cultivation, the greater the ghost body will be.

When he stayed in this prefecture and chose to become the ghost god of this town, the big ghost abandoned his name before his death and took an auspicious name that inspired him.

And hearing Bixiao's question, Yunxiao and Qiongxiao on the side also looked at the ghost and ghost curiously.

Even....

Even the turtle spirit and the golden spirit were a little curious.

Although they knew that the White Lotus Bridge was a Western method, even a saint's handwriting, there was a calculation in it.

They don't know, so they are curious.

"White Lotus Bridge..." Hearing

Bixiao's question, the ghost was stunned, and his face suddenly showed embarrassment.

As a ghost god who had guarded Huangquan Town in this prefecture for hundreds of millions of years, he naturally knew the origin of this White Lotus Bridge.

Even knew much more than those ghosts, but because he knew more, he didn't dare to say it directly like that ghost.

After carefully considering the words, the ghost and ghost slowly spoke.

"That White Lotus Bridge, the small one doesn't know much, only knows that it was left by a Taoist before the thousands of yuan meeting."

"Taoist?"

Bixiao said in amazement.

"What kind of Daoist can leave this thing in the prefecture."

In the face of Bixiao's question, and the gaze of Turtle Ling and others, the ghost and ghost did not dare to delay much, but only said with a slight groan.

"The little ones can only say... That person is the same path that several ladies are walking now. Hearing

the words of the ghost and ghost, Bixiao suddenly raised his eyebrows.

What is this answer?

I looked at the White Lotus Bridge not far away, and then at the ghosts and ghosts....

Does this kind of thing need someone else to tell her?

It was because she could see this White Lotus Bridge along the way, so she was curious to ask if it was good.

However, without waiting for Bixiao to ask again, he was stopped by Yunxiao.

Bixiao, who has a big grinning personality, may not have noticed the change in the livid face of the ghost and ghost, but Yunxiao was keenly noticed.

In an instant, she understood.

It's not that the ghosts and gods don't want to tell them, but this White Lotus Bridge is most likely involved in some taboos in the prefecture.

If you think about it, too.

In his own territory, there is such a Western White Lotus Bridge, and any force that is left on it will probably be silent.

And....

The ghosts and gods are not nothing, they are not.

It's the same path they're on now, although they don't dare to say that their final destination is the same.

But listening to the meaning of ghosts and ghosts, it is clear that the next road is likely to satisfy their curiosity.

Yunxiao said this speculation to Bixiao, Qiongxiao, and Turtle Spirit Jinling.

After a little thought, Turtle Ling and Jin Ling agreed with Yunxiao's guess.

Bixiao, on the other hand, looked at the ghost with a strange expression.

This big, seemingly humble ghost, even has this deep meaning when he speaks?

However, thinking of the White Lotus Bridge that Yunxiao said before, it may be regarded as some kind of taboo thing by the prefecture.

Bixiao also did not mean to forcibly inquire.

Seeing that Bixiao did not ask, especially the two quasi-saint powers of Turtle Spirit and Golden Spirit did not mean to inquire, the ghost god and ghost immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, the affairs of this White Lotus Bridge and the Jizo Daoist in Hell are not secret in the Underworld.

Many ghosts and ghosts know about this matter.

But if you go everywhere and don't know people to preach it, then it is really a taboo in the prefecture.

Even if the ghosts and gods knew that he had two quasi-saint powers, if he said it now, he would not be known by the high-level in the prefecture.

But as a member of the prefecture, even if he deceives himself, the ghosts and ghosts still don't want to tell this kind of thing in person.

Looking into the distance, the ghosts and ghosts silently calculated the distance in their hearts.

On the Huangquan Road, although the quasi-saint coercion exuded by the Turtle Spirit Golden Spirit was not strong, it was enough for the cultivators to see their cultivation at a glance.

On this Huangquan Road, where only the Taiyi Ghost God was suppressing, he walked unimpeded.

And along this way, except for the occasional appearance of the Taiyi Ghost God who suppressed Huangquan Road, there was no Difu Da Luo or Difu Quasi-Saint appeared.

This also made the ghosts and gods faintly understand in their hearts that the five ladies on the side were not only cultivators, but I am afraid that the background was not simple.

"It's just... I don't know what happened to these ladies and ladies in the prefecture? The

ghost god and ghost secretly said in his heart.

Although he was asked to lead the way, he did not say where to go, but only let him lead the way in front and keep walking.

A group of six figures, even the ghosts and gods and ghosts are all a taiyi, and the speed of rushing is extremely fast.

Not often....

The footsteps of the five women, who were galloping away, suddenly stopped, and their eyes were all on the White Lotus Bridge in the distance.

The White Lotus Bridge, which came straight ahead, was not far ahead... Turned a corner, and... It's still a very sudden 90-degree right angle.

This sudden scene immediately attracted the attention of Turtle Ling and the others.

Involuntarily, they remembered Yunxiao's previous speculation.

On the way, it is likely that their curiosity will be satisfied.

"So... Can you know the secret place of the White Lotus Bridge here? Looking

at the White Lotus Bridge that suddenly turned at a right angle from afar, even the turtle spirit who was concerned with chance was extremely curious in his heart at this time.

Bixiao even asked directly to the ghosts and gods.

The ghost nodded slightly, and said softly: "Stand up, look over there, and a few ladies will know." "

It's just that although the ghosts and gods said so, the turtle spirit people entered this Netherworld Mansion from the Ghost Gate before.

At that time, the turtle spirit and the golden spirit stepped on the White Lotus Bridge, they knew the danger of this White Lotus Bridge, and naturally they would not let Sanxiao climb it.

After deliberation.

In the end, it was the turtle spirit and the golden spirit who climbed the lotus bridge to watch, and then shared the perspective with Sanxiao with a special technique.

Stepping on the White Lotus Bridge again, the Turtle Spirit and the Golden Spirit directly felt the difference between here and the section of the White Lotus Bridge in the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Simply put... The White Lotus Bridge in this prefecture is much weaker or more restrained than the White Lotus Bridge in the Nether Blood Sea.

If in the Netherworld Blood Sea, the Great Luo Golden Immortal could barely resist, only the quasi-saint could walk through safely.

Here, only the Taiyi Golden Immortal is needed to protect itself from being affected by the divine power contained in this White Lotus Bridge.

It's no wonder that ghosts and ghosts say that kind of thing.

Standing at the turning point on the White Lotus Bridge, the turtle spirit and the golden spirit used their mana, increasing their eyes and looking into the distance.

Compared with the White Lotus Bridge when they came, the White Lotus Bridge after this turn was not long, and soon, the two women had seen the end of the White Lotus Bridge in their sights.

I saw the White Lotus Bridge that was broken on the side of Huangquan Road and in front of the flower field on the other side.

"This..." The

turtle spirit, the golden spirit, and Sanxiao, who shared their sight, were all stunned.

They naturally knew about this flower field on the other side, and on both sides of the Huangquan Ancient Road they walked before, there were large flower fields on the other side.

It's just....

On both sides of the wide and endless Huangquan Road where they are now, there are also flower fields on the other side?

And...

This White Lotus Bridge should not have extended far, how come it has reached the edge of Huangquan Road?

If it was the divine power of this White Lotus Bridge, as a quasi-saint, it was impossible for the turtle spirit and the golden spirit to be unaware of it.

So....

"The seemingly endless Huangquan Road, in fact, as long as you walk a short distance to the side, can you reach the edge of Huangquan Road?"

The turtle spirit muttered.

Although I don't know why, this scene is undoubtedly not the magic of the White Lotus Bridge, but the miracle of Huangquan Road.

Although this Huangquan Road is a little strange, neither the turtle spirit nor the golden spirit paid attention to it, and even Sanxiao didn't care much.

They just stared blankly through this white lotus bridge at the distance of the flower field on the other side, and the endless dimension of time and space seemed to be nothing.

And this time it was not the divine power of Huangquan Road, but the divine power of the White Lotus Bridge under their feet.

With the unknown magical power of the White Lotus Bridge.

Their gaze penetrated the endless time and space of the prefecture, and from the location of Huangquan Road at the beginning of the prefecture, they directly saw the extreme depths of the prefecture.

I saw that the endless hell of sins was not just a nominal hell, but a real hell scene.

An incomparably cruel and bloody scene emerged in front of the eyes of the five women.

If the scene of countless ghosts numbly lining up to go to the prefecture in the front section of Huangquan Road was endless depression, then the scene that came into their eyes at this time.

It is an endless number of bloody sins.

This time, even the faces of the turtle spirit and the golden spirit became ugly.

Although with their cultivation, they only need to move their minds, and they can wipe out a hundred thousand million times the weak ghost creatures in front of them.

But....

Such a cruel method, not to mention whether they have seen it or not, they have not even thought about it.

Those hundreds of millions of ghosts endured heavy bloody punishments in one hell after another.

The real ghosts wailed, and the cry of pain resounded throughout hell.

If it is a Heavenly Immortal True Immortal with a weak mind here, this ghost howl alone is enough to confuse his mind and ruin his path.

Of course.

Whether it was Turtle Spirit, Jin Ling, or Sanxiao, although their faces were ugly, their Dao hearts were extremely firm.

Nature will not waver, but not wavering does not mean that they can be indifferent, on the contrary, their hearts are now trembling.

"This... What is this place? Jin Ling murmured subconsciously.

"Hell!"

A crisp voice answered Jin Ling's question.

Although the sound sounded from the ears of the Golden Spirit Turtle Spirit, the source of the sound was at the other end of the White Lotus Bridge, in the extreme depths of that prefecture.

Follow the sound.

At the same time, the turtle spirit and the golden spirit saw a Daoist with a compassionate face walking step by step from the depths of the hell, making a salute.

"Jizo, I've seen two Daoists."

That Taoist with a compassionate face is not who can be the Jizo who sent hell in this hell hundreds of millions of years ago, and vows not to become a Buddha.

"Turtle spirit."

"Jin Ling."

"I've seen Taoist friends!"

With just a glance, the Golden Spirit and the Turtle Spirit already understood the cultivation of the people in this Tibetan Dao, and like them, they were all quasi-saints.

And....

The foundation of cultivation in one body is the foundation of Western religion.

However, at this time, although the Western religion is not prevalent because it is located in the western land, it is naturally not underestimated as a saint sect.

The two women did not snub, and they both returned the gift.

"Jizo Daoist, you said this is hell?" The turtle spirit's gaze froze slightly, thinking of the hell that his master had said before he came, and asked softly.

"Good." Jizo nodded and said softly, "This is the hell of the Jifu, the place where the dead wash away their sins. "

Wash away your sins..." said Jin Ling on the side in surprise.

"Good." Jizo turned around, looked at the seemingly endless small world of hell with a pair of eyes, and whispered.

"All the ghosts here have committed their sinful karma in the flood, so they have been punished again and washed away their sinful karma."

"That's right!"

Jin Ling whispered, his gaze sweeping over the countless ghosts who were suffering.

With her quasi-holy powers, these punished ghosts naturally could not resist her divine powers, and the sinful lives were revealed in front of Jin Ling's eyes.

After a few breaths, Jin Ling withdrew his gaze.

Looking at the endless hell again, his eyes had calmed down.

With her realm, she naturally did not think that this hell was a place set up by the hell to punish the sinful.

The establishment of hell.

It is never to punish sinners, but to wash away sins.

And this punishment is only because it is the simplest and cheapest way to wash away evil.

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