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

Chapter 149

"How daring!"

Pingxin's face showed a look of anger, and he suddenly shouted.

On the opposite side of Pingxin, Ao Changsheng was suddenly startled, some strangely looked at the angry Pingxin, and some scratched his head.

"Do you know what the poor Dao said wrong?"

Although he used to jokingly call himself one of the masters of reincarnation, this place of reincarnation is a peaceful dojo after all.

Every time Ao Changsheng came to this reincarnation, he would not use any probing methods, so he did not know what was happening.

"Immortal Daoist, please see..." The

anger on Pingxin's face did not disappear, and when his mind moved, a round light mirror suddenly appeared in front of him, and the picture was a scene of the Netherworld Mansion.

Just....

In this gloomy and windy ghost, a white-robed handsome Daoist was walking towards the depths of the Netherworld Mansion step by step.

With each step, a cluster of white lotuses will be born, and after a while, a bridge paved by white lotuses will appear.

From the flood desolation, it extended to the Netherworld Mansion little by little.

"This is..."

Ao Changsheng looked at the round light mirror and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Although there is no deliberate exploration, in this reincarnation, the means of calming down are not ordinary.

Just looking at it, it was as if he was in the scene, and then an aura that made Ao Changsheng extremely familiar came to his face.

Ao Changsheng immediately said with a slight surprise: "Western religion, the means of quasi-introduction?"

"It was Zhun Ti's divine power that covered this person's figure, causing it to cross the sea of blood and close from the ghost gate of the underworld into the Yin Cao."

Nodding fairly, although his face returned to calm, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

As the Lord of Reincarnation, she personally probed, naturally much clearer than Ao Changsheng just looked at it.

"The means by which the Zhun Ti ... Is this trying to meddle in the prefecture?

Ao Changsheng looked at the Taoist in the round light mirror with slight interest.

The cultivation is not strong, or very weak, for Ao Changsheng and Pingxin, the cultivators of the Taiyi Golden Immortal are really like ants.

It's just that Ao Changsheng looked at this person, and he couldn't help but think of a divine statue in his mind.

King Jizo, or Jizo Bodhisattva.

Of course, the current Western religion has not yet become Buddhism, so in the midst of the flood, there is no such title as a bodhisattva.

However....

Ao Changsheng was a little surprised in his heart.

The time of King Jizo's enlightenment... Is it so early?

The current Western religion has not become a Buddha, and several Buddhas are either not yet born or are still wandering in the flood and wilderness, and have not joined the West.

Looking at the picture in the round light mirror, Pingxin's face was calm, and he couldn't see joy or anger, but in his eyes, he was extremely indifferent.

A cultivator of the Taiyi Golden Immortal level, she still couldn't pull her face to deal with it.

Not to mention... Fairly, I also want to see what exactly is going to be done with this quasi-mention of such a method.

Just....

Ping Xin snorted coldly.

In the underworld mansion, the Taoist who walked forward with his brows low and his hands folded together, and a trace of gold dust fell down.

"The golden beads are broken..."

the handsome Daoist looked at the gold dust spilled in his palm and whispered to himself.

The voice was calm and not in the slightest surprise.

Obviously, he may have known this scene for a long time.

Involuntarily, the mind of the Qingxiu Daoist appeared in the words of his master before leaving.

"Jizo, you go here, you don't need to worry before entering the Netherworld, the master's means can support you thoroughly."

"But after you enter the prefecture, the method of being a master will probably expire soon, and at this time, everything can only rely on yourself."

"At that time, the evil spirits of the hell will come to stop you, are you afraid?"

Zhun Ti asked softly with a compassionate look on his face as he showed compassion.

"Fear is also there!"

The Qingxiu Taoist, that is, Jizo clasped his hands together, his voice was very soft, but extremely firm.

Jizo's firm gaze at the sprinkling of golden sand in his hand at this time did not change in the slightest.

Then he continued to clasp his hands together, lowered his eyebrows, and still walked step by step towards the Netherworld in front of him.

Not often.

"A living creature?"

"A living cultivator has entered the prefecture!"

In the distance of Huangquan Road, a noisy sound came.

At the end of Huangquan Road, where Jizo is located, there are countless Huangquan roads, all over the world.

This Huangquan Road all merges into a wider Huangquan Road in the distance, so wide that it can't see the edge.

This... It is the real ghost and god road to the Netherworld Mansion - Huangquan Road!

On the Yellow Spring Road, the illusory ghosts of all races looked curiously at the Yellow Spring Road paved with white lotuses.

Even the ghosts on the Huangquan Road were curiously looking at the beautiful Daoist who came step by step.

However....

But none of the ghosts moved forward.

No one... No ghost is stupid, just look at the scene of that step and lotus, paving a yellow spring road.

You can understand.

This handsome Taoist person is not a good person.

Under the gaze of ten thousand ghosts, no, it should be under the attention of billions of ghosts and millions of ghosts, Jizo stepped into the real Yellow Spring Road, and walked step by step towards the Netherworld Mansion in the distance.

"This is the first time I've seen creatures coming from that Huangquan ancient road... Unexpectedly, the first time I saw it would be a living cultivator.

A ghost looked at Jizo's distant back and whispered.

"Don't say it's you, I have a few yuan meetings here on an errand, isn't it the first time I have seen people from that Huangquan Ancient Road." On the side, another ghost cha scoffed.

Obviously, this ghost was far older than the ghost who spoke earlier, or in other words, died earlier.

"You guys said... What is that Taoist here for? Next to him, another ghost asked curiously.

"I have heard that there are powerful cultivators in the flood desolation who are not willing to die of their relatives and friends, and enter my meditation to find the souls of their relatives and friends, but those great powers go directly to the Netherworld Mansion..."

"But those who walk on the ancient road of Huangquan like this obviously enter through the ghost gate, and I have never heard of this kind of thing." A ghost shook his head and said.

"Coming from the ghost gate? How can it be... The ghost gate is not allowed to enter by ghosts, this is the iron rule of the prefecture! One of the ghosts' face changed slightly.

"It won't be wrong, if you can step on the Huangquan Road, it must be a ghost gate, this... The same is the prefecture iron rule. The ghost said with a slight shake of his head.

Hearing this devil say such words.

The faces of the ghosts who were originally interested in eavesdropping suddenly changed drastically, and the originally livid face was even more livid.

One by one, they no longer spoke, but just kept their faces and dutifully drove away the ghosts on the Huangquan Road.

Apparently... These ghosts all realized that no matter what kind of possibility, it was breaking the iron rule of the earth.

It's not something they little imps can mix.

Sure enough....

Without a moment's effort, these ghosts saw that the Yellow Spring Road in the distance suddenly shook.

Far away....

Dozens of huge hideous ghost gods Yasha are besieging a small figure.

Keep your eyes peeled.

It's not the beautiful Daoist Jizo who walked just now, who else can it be.

......

"Taoist... Leave! "

On the side of the Yellow Spring Road, a tall Yasha stood here, his face ugly and hideous, and he roared fiercely.

In front of Yasha.

Jizo clasped his hands together, raised his lowered brows, and looked at the fierce Yasha in front of him and said softly.

"There is no turning back on this journey."

"Go!" "Go!" "Go!"

Hearing Jizo's words, Nayaka glared and roared fiercely, and the three-stranded Tencha in his hand was raised high and smashed towards Jizo.

With a bang.

The ancient road of Huangquan is as stable as Mount Tai, without the slightest feeling of tremor.

But also, how can a statue of Yasha shake this Huangquan ancient road.

But....

The people of the Tibetan Daoist were also like this Huangquan Ancient Road, without the slightest tremor, one hand in front of him, and the other hand raised high.

Hold the sky with one hand!

Firmly holding the tall three-stranded Heavenly Fork, Jizo's face was still light.

"How daring!"

Nayasha's face changed abruptly, and he shouted, his hands gripping the fork in his hand and pressing down hard.

But... It doesn't work.

Jizo's face did not change in the slightest, and he continued to walk towards the Netherworld with one hand, his footsteps unchanged.

Nayasha's face was extremely ugly.

Being able to come and block this Jizo, although this Yasha is not the perfection of Jizo Taiyi, but it is also the cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Also Tai Yi, his all-out blow could not shake this Daoist in front of him.

"Brothers, this is tricky, let's go together."

Without the slightest hesitation, Yasha immediately gulped.

The voice has not yet fallen.

One, two, three... Three successive identical three-stranded Heavenly Forks struck towards Jizo from various tricky angles.

Keep your eyes peeled.

On that vast yellow spring road, in addition to the first Wanzhang Yasha, three Wanzhang Yasha figures appeared.

The three Heavenly Forks roared, and the three Taiyoshi Yasha did not spare the slightest hand, and smashed towards the Jizo with all their strength.

And Najizo's eyes were lowered at this time, and he walked forward step by step with one hand.

At the moment when the three Yaksha's three Heavenly Forks were about to hit Jizo, the raised arm moved.

The speed was not fast, and Jizo's hand grabbed the three strands of Tenten Fork and swept around him, but strangely...

The three attacks that were about to hit Jizo were all blocked.

And... All of them were blocked by the three heavenly forks in Jizo's hands.

When Jizo's arm was raised again, the original three-stranded fork had already become four.

Four ten-square-foot-tall Taiyoshi occupied all directions, surrounding the ground and holding the handle of the fork with both hands, their faces livid.

It's not that they're pressing down with all their might to crush the Jizo below.

Instead, he wanted to take back the three strands of Tentencha in his hand, but...

Can't do it.

The four handles and three strands of the Heavenly Fork seemed to be one, and they were grasped by Jizo in their hands, allowing the four Taiyoshi to exert their strength, but they did not move at all.

And Jizo, still with that indifferent one-handed posture of holding the sky, walked forward step by step.

"Let go—"

One of them yasha roared, clutching the handle of his fork with both hands, but his feet suddenly stepped towards Jizo.

But before Nayaksha stepped on Jizo, he saw that Jizo's raised arm moved slightly, and the four three-stranded Tencha suddenly turned.

In Jizo's thin body, a monstrous force came, and the four Wanzhang Yasha were shaken up without the slightest resistance.

Each changed its position.

Yasha, who originally came out of the foot, naturally did not continue to kick out.

And at this time... That Yasha also finally recognized one thing, that is, they were not the opponents of the person in front of them at all.

"Call!"

Yasha, who first appeared, shouted without the slightest hesitation, and a wave of Yasha's mana burst out.

The other three Yasha did not hesitate at all, and with the burst of Yasha's mana, the four Yasha's mana were entangled and collided together.

Suddenly, a strange mana fluctuation emanated, which emanated towards the surroundings at a terrifying speed.

Followed by... One after another, Yasha Ghost Gods rose from the distance of Huangquan Road, and one by one turned their heads to look at this side.

With heavy steps, he walked towards this side.

From a distance, it looks like dozens of mountains are moving, one by one, the ghosts and gods Yasha, their faces are hideous, terrifying and terrifying.

At this time, even Jizo's face showed a dignified color.

Dozens of Taiyi Golden Immortal level ghost god Yasha.

Moreover, being able to work as an errand in the prefecture and guard the Huangquan Road, these ghost gods Yasha must not be weak among the Taiyi Golden Immortals.

The four Yasha before were so weak in the face of Jizo, not because they were too weak, but... Jizo is too strong!