"Lao Liu," Qi Long pondered for a moment and glanced at Cui Yingying.

"Today's allies may not be the allies of the past, and the enemies of the past may not be the enemies of today."

Kou Liudao continued slowly: "If you take the path of the ancients and cooperate with us, it may be the way to go."

"We? You, who else?"

"Of course it's the third child. If the second child wins, all of us will die. But if the humanitarian revolution succeeds, there will be endless possibilities in the future."

"I thought you would go to that eldest sister."

"Hmph, the eldest sister hides it very well, but she really pretends that no one knows. If she wants to regain her old ways, she will have to devour at least four of the top ten in the world, and it must be before the decisive battle between the second brother and the third brother."

"If the fourth Zhuge has inherited the memories of his previous life, then the eldest sister is the embodiment of all the distracting thoughts of Pan Tianzun. She has a deep mind."

Qi Long remained silent for a long time before he spoke.

"I can promise you that I won't take action this time."

“Very good.”

Kou Liudao stopped talking nonsense, and the six black shadows under his feet disappeared one after another, and finally only one remained, which quietly connected to the Donghua Ghost Emperor.

"Master," Cui Yingying said with a pale face.

"It's not difficult to save your life, and what Kou Liudao said may not be true."

Qi Lung looked in the direction of Bodhi Monk. He didn't take action, and he didn't say that this one wouldn't take action.

And he can at least be sure of one thing, that is, the relationship between the top ten is also very complicated. It seems that the eldest sister has the most people around her, but if it is true as Kou Liudao said, then the eldest sister herself is raising the poison.

And his relationship with Lao San——

The corners of Qi Long's lips curled up, "You'll know after you try it."

The Ghost Emperor of Donghua was getting worse and worse. In ancient times, he fought with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and ended up losing both sides. Just as he was about to return to the upper world to recuperate, he was suddenly intercepted by a mysterious man and had to fake his death to escape.

After a long period of time, I finally recovered a certain amount of sanity, and it took a lot of effort to catch Sun Gushen, but I didn't expect that after the resurrection, these two juniors would be in trouble.

This reminded him of the ancient swordsman from back then. His realm was obvious at a glance, but his swordsmanship was so frightening that he could even stir up the Fifth Prince.

And it's still in front of an old rival.

'It's better to deal with it quickly, otherwise the injury will be serious and I'm afraid I won't be able to deal with Ksitigarbha.'

As soon as the thought occurred, in an instant, one Yama palace after another emerged from the sea of ​​​​underworld.

Every time they turned out a piece, Yin Sunu and Li Hongling felt their wrists feel heavy.

When the eighteen Yama Halls appeared at the same time, the surface of the Underworld Sea was as solid as a diamond, and the wind and waves were calm, as if time had been frozen.

Although the swords of the two women have not lost their edge, phantoms appear one after another behind them. These phantoms are their appearance in their previous life, and the previous life, since the reincarnation of life and death.

Although the two women are both strong-willed people, they can't help but be confused when faced with such strange methods.

Eighteen Yamas, three lives and three lives.

These people pulled the two women repeatedly, making their swords move slower and slower.

The situation suddenly fell into a disadvantageous position.

"Two female benefactors, please rest for now, the poor monk is about to take action."

The sky was filled with golden light that suddenly covered the sea surface, and a huge Buddha shadow loomed in the sky.

The next moment, the two women's bodies relaxed at the same time. When they recovered, they had been transferred to a Buddhist temple in Zhongzhou.

Li Hongling felt anxious and was about to use sword skills to fight back, but Yin Sunu shook her head to stop him.

"It's not our fight anymore."

"Sister Yin, where is your sword?" Li Hongling looked at Yin Sunu with empty hands and was surprised.

"It was borrowed."

"Who is it?"

"It's him."

Yin Sunu raised her white chin. Opposite him, a tattered Buddha statue was sitting on a lotus platform, surrounded by spider webs and demons struggling under its feet.

The Bodhi Sangha is not as young and tender as the two women. In fact, after refining the Tathagata's body, in terms of realm alone, he is the Great Perfection of the Form Realm, not to mention the Buddha's supernatural powers and Vajra secrets that remain on the Tathagata's body.

When he takes action, he just rushes to kill people.

The Buddha's scepter has been opened long ago, and a Buddhist instrument that looks like a sword but not a sword, and looks like a staff but not a stick is pulled out, and it turns into thousands of Buddha lights and cuts them down. The Sanskrit sound filling the sky is passionate and heroic, regarding death as life, regarding life as death, and the six paths cannot be crossed.

Evil ghosts will not transform and become Tathagatas.

This kind of momentum is a hundred times greater than that of the two women.

Donghua Ghost Emperor's expression even changed.

Although it is expected to be Ksitigarbha's style, the price is 120%.

It is recognized that the most violent bald person in ancient Buddhism was not Tathagata, but Ksitigarbha.

But he didn't expect that as soon as the other party came up, he would burn the Buddha's blood, light up the relics, and destroy the Buddha's kingdom. This was the rhythm of dying together!

Under this offensive, eight of the eighteen Yama Halls have been destroyed, and the remaining ten are also in danger under this offensive.

The Ghost Emperor looked at the cassocks flying in the sky and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Ksitigarbha, you and I are both resurrected from the dead. Do we really want to perish together as soon as we come up?"

As soon as Qi Long thought, the power of the dragon veins in his body was injected into the Netherworld Stone Tablet.

The next moment, the Bodhi monk's cassock was covered with dragon shadows.

The palm of Bodhi Monk's hand turned to dull gold. He lightly scratched it with his fingers, and a crack was cut in the center of the Buddha's plate.

The next moment the Buddha's light shone brightly, and the phantom of Daleiyin Temple broke through the sea of ​​underworld, layer by layer, parting out of the sea.

"You are so crazy!"

Donghua Ghost Emperor's expression changed. He didn't expect that the opponent would explode to such an extent. He would rather damage the Buddha dish than kill himself.

"If you want to fight, I will fight with you!"

Facing this blow, the Ghost Emperor's robe surged, and the next moment, endless ghost shadows seemed to crawl out of the emperor's robe.

Under the emperor's robe, his body was already ragged with white bones that had been eaten by ghosts.

"Purgatory Emperor's Hand!"

The Buddha dish and the ghost hand collided together, and the next moment, the Netherworld Grotto, which was three thousand feet underground, and all the tunnels in the Netherworld Grotto, extending from Zhongzhou to all the underground passages, exploded.

Kou Liudao laughed and walked out of the darkness. He grabbed it with one hand, and the Buddha Qi and Tao Qi were caught in his hand like Yin and Yang Tai Chi.

"The Great Lord of Hell has not yet been born!"

The next moment, the power of reincarnation in the human world gathered together, and a ghost and god slowly appeared, wearing a yellow spring, stepping on the River of Forgetfulness, looking like a Buddha or a Tao, and wearing a crown on his head.

The Lord of the Six Paths and Hell Path appears.

Under the Yellow Spring, old men wearing crowns and Taoist robes were either carving slips, reading, or closing their eyes.

These people seem to have no magic power at all, but they themselves are like the origin of the avenue.

Suddenly, Kou Liudao's expression changed, he stepped forward, and appeared opposite the Great Hell Lord.

On the chest of the Great Hell Lord, a sword mark has not healed for a long time.

"It's not a Buddha dish, but - the Heavenly Ghost Killing Immortal Sword!"

"You're such a good Bodhisattva monk, Da'e Sword Immortal has ruined my life!"

Several figures appeared above the dilapidated temple.
Chapter completed!