Great Landlord: Pangu is my parent's worker

When Hongjun came, he had already contacted the ancestor of the Styx.

The sea of blood of the ancestor of the Styx River is in the Netherworld Hell.

It is also one of the most important dojos.

It is also one of the six reincarnations of the post-soil transformation.

The Nether Blood Sea was incomparably important in the composition of the prefecture.

If the ancestor of the Styx disobeys the arrangements of the Houtu.

Those six reincarnations are a joke.

Hongjun promised the ancestor of the Styx,

As long as the ancestor of the Styx rebels against the Houtu,

He will go all out to help the ancestor of the Styx.

Let the ancestor of the Styx become the emperor of the capital city.

Genmon’s coercion and inducement failed.

Now Hongjun’s plan is the ancestor of the Styx.

Watching the ancestor of the Styx enter the prefecture,

Hongjun immediately laughed.

“Styx Daoist, you are finally here.”

The ancestor of the Styx nodded slightly, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hongjun turned to Houtu and said:

“Houtu, you evolved the six reincarnations, but you didn’t ask the Styx Daoist if you agreed.

The Asura tribe was created by the friends of the Styx, but he would not agree. ”

“Hongjun, don’t talk nonsense, I didn’t say I didn’t agree.”

Before Hongjun’s words were finished, the Styx Old Ancestor directly stunned.

“Hongjun, what kind of thing are you, where is it your turn to decide the affairs of my Asura clan.”

“My Styx ancestor didn’t say I didn’t agree, why do you disagree.”

“This is the prefecture, not the Zixiao Palace, trouble you to control your mouth well, don’t believe nonsense.”

Hongjun was red-faced by the ancestor of the Styx.

It has obviously been said just now.

Why did the Styx change after a while.

Not only did not rebel against the back soil,

And in turn intimidated him.

“Styx Ancestor, you weren’t just now…”

“What just now? That’s just shabu you play,

My sea of blood is in the Netherworld, I am an authentic person, will I be in the same stream as your Heavenly Dao? ”

Hongjun understood, it turned out that the ancestor of the Styx River had long been with Houtu.

To say that you are united with him is to play with him.

He is the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, and he was actually played by the ancestor of the Styx River and the back soil.

His eyes were red with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said:

“Houtu, well, since you are so determined, I want to see what you use to judge my Heavenly Dao people.”

“Hmph, as long as you are guilty, you will be judged, no matter who it is.”

Houtu waved his hand, and the prefecture was opened.

All souls line up for judgment.

There are merit details on the life and death book, and the spring and autumn pen determines the punishment.

In the eighteen levels of hell, a large number of ghosts were sent in.

Every ghost who receives a fair trial is rewarded with merit and luck.

The merit of the prefecture rolls and luck waves.

The envious eyes of the people of Xuanmen were blue.

Hongjun thought and made a color towards the lead.

On Mount Meru, the Bodhisattva King of Jizo flew out.

When the Terrans slapped out, millions of Terrans were shot to death.

Riddled with karma, King Jizo did not clear it, but returned to Mount Meru and chose to sit down.

The soul went into the mansion of the earth, and was judged for the crime of extremely serious murder,

Sent to ten levels of hell,

In the ten levels of hell, King Jizo showed the supreme Buddha and chanted the Buddhist scriptures.

Unexpectedly, he began to cross the soul.

took upon him the sins of the condemned soul,

Sinless souls are reincarnated,

With kindness to the Western Church in my heart,

They have gone to the West to teach and practice.

The strength of the Western Church has been greatly strengthened.

Zhun raised his eyebrows and smiled.

This trick really worked, and the Western Church will definitely become the first pope in the future.

hum

Zhen Yuanzi snorted coldly and was about to strike.

Hongjun said coldly:

“Didn’t the prefecture preach a clear distinction between reward and punishment, and the king of Jizo crossed the sky in hell,

Accepting punishment on behalf of all living beings, without violating the rules of the prefecture, there is no need for the Emperor of the Imperial Capital to make a move. ”

He smiled and nodded:

“Isn’t the prefecture just and strict, but just a place where violence can be committed at will?”

Houtu snorted coldly and took the book of life and death,

Hongjun said with a smile:

“Houtu Daoist, unless you use the power of the tunnel to kill the Bodhisattva of Jizo,

Otherwise, it would be impossible to convict the Bodhisattva of Jizo by relying on the book of life and death. ”

The book of life and death is at most nothing more than the ultimate innate spirit treasure,

Jizo King Bodhisattva is a quasi-holy peak,

Moreover, the Buddha Dharma cultivated by King Jizo is all in the soul.

The soul came to the prefecture, and Xiu Wei was still at the peak of quasi-saints.

The fight to the death could not help him at all.

Hongjun said with a smile:

“Houtu Daoyou, the Bodhisattva King of Jizo is just one of the immortal cultivators, and there will be more examples of this in the future.

It’s better for you to change your mind and let me Xuanmen take charge of the prefecture, and I promise that there will be no such thing in the prefecture again, you see. ”

Houtu’s face sank,

Although she can easily destroy the Bodhisattva of Jizo.

But once you cross the rules of the prefecture,

The rules of that prefecture are abolished.

In the future, the majesty of the prefecture will be gone.

But relying on the book of life and death alone, there is no way to destroy the king of Jizo.

This makes Houtu very entangled.

At this moment, Houtu saw that the three words of the written life and death book actually exuded the charm of the Great Dao.

It turned out that the three words of the life and death book on it had already been written by the landlord again.

The landlord had long thought of the current situation.

And raised the book of life and death to the next level,

Now the book of life and death is a great magic weapon,

A Bodhisattva of Jizo,

And how arrogant.

Houtu’s face was delighted, and he didn’t take matters into his own hands.

The Spring and Autumn Pen, the Book of Life and Death, was handed over to King Yan Luo.

“Pronounced the judgment, the Bodhisattva King of Jizo, murdered countless people and committed serious sins, disturbed the rules of the prefecture, and when stripped of his magical powers, he was sent to the eighteenth level of hell, and he will never exceed his life.”

Hahaha, Hongjun laughed.

“Houtu, don’t pretend, with a book of life and death, it is impossible to submit to the Bodhisattva King of Jizo.”

Right now.

King Yan finished writing the punishment.

The book of life and death suddenly trembled,

Unleash a great avenue charm.

Directly stripped off the magic power of the Bodhisattva of Jizo and sent him to the eighteenth level of hell.

Without the magical power, the Bodhisattva King of Jizo immediately felt the horror of the eighteen layers of hell.

Endless punishment was blessed on him.

The Bodhisattva King of Jizo screamed.

The harsh screams made everyone present cold Genshin.

Jun Ti’s eyes were red.

Jizo Bodhisattva is no ordinary Buddha.

It was evolved by his good corpse,

I came to Difu to enjoy the cultivation of Difu Atmospheric Luck.

Now he is pressed into the eighteenth level of hell, never surpassing life.

This is so bearable.

“Houtu, you are too much, and you are about to release the Bodhisattva of Jizo.”

“Hmph, self-inflicted, doesn’t it mean that hell is not empty, never become a Buddha, I just fulfill him.”

Jun Ti was speechless when he was spoken, and then said in a cold voice:

“Jizo King Bodhisattva is my Western Buddha, I don’t think it is suitable for all sentient beings in Jifu, and I also ask Houtu Daoist friends to let Jizo Bodhisattva come out.”

“It’s late, the prefecture will be punished if it is guilty, and I already know why I should be today.”

Jun Ti was angry, it was his good corpse.

The Good Corpse Suppression suffered in the eighteenth level of hell, and he could also feel the pain in it.

Jun Ti absolutely cannot tolerate such devastation.

“Houtu, if you don’t let go, you have to let it go.”

Saying that, Jun Ti jumped down the eighteenth level of hell with the Seven Treasures Mysterious Tree, and wanted to forcibly save the Bodhisattva of Jizo from coming out.

Houtu sneered,

“King Yan Luo, write down the punishment, Jun Ti disturb the order of the prefecture, extract the magic power, enter the eighteenth layer of hell, and punish him for 100,000 years.”

Yes.

Jun Ti was stripped of his mana by the Great Dao Shen Yun and fell straight into the eighteenth layer of hell.

Zhun Ti originally thought that he could resist, but he soon discovered the great horror of the eighteen-layer hell.

This is not only for the body, but even the genshin and the soul are punished.

So even if he goes to hell in the flesh, he can’t stand it.

The screams came, and the follower’s face was gloomy.

But he didn’t dare to go down to save people, Jun Ti was suppressed in the eighteenth layer of hell, and he went down with the same result.

“Master, please save Jun Ti, how can he say that he is also a disciple of Xuanmen, and it is really unbearable to suffer here.”

Hongjun’s face was gloomy,

The saint of the great Xuanmen was pressed to the eighteenth level of hell to be tortured,

This made his face fall on the face of the Lord of the Xuanmen.

“Houtu, do you really want to do things so desperately?”

“If you are guilty, you must be punished, this is the rule of the prefecture, and after 100,000 years, I will let the permission be raised.”

“Hmph, Heavenly Dao Saint, how can I be tortured in hell, this is related to the dignity of Heavenly Dao, I have to do it.”

Hongjun snorted coldly, and the power of the Mixed Yuan Wuji Golden Immortal Nine Layers burst out.

The invincible momentum emanated, and except for the Mixed Yuan Da Luo Golden Immortal, everyone else knelt on the ground.

It was just a mighty force that made the prefecture stop functioning.

Houtu was furious:

“In the tunnel, it is not your turn to be murderous.”

“I don’t have the intention of committing evil, I just want to rescue the saints of the Heavenly Dao, maintain the dignity of the Heavenly Dao, and ask the Daoist friends to make it convenient.”

“Hmph, no way.”

“Then offend.”

Hongjun burst out, stretched out his hand and punched out an invincible handprint,

In an instant, he broke through the eighteen layers of hell, grabbed the Bodhisattva King of Jizo and Junti in his hands, and was about to pull them out.

Houtu will not allow Hongjun to succeed.

The power of the tunnel erupted, interrupting the great god power, and Jun Ti and the Bodhisattva King of Jizo fell back.

Hongjun looked at the back soil:

“It seems that if I don’t defeat you, you won’t let me save people.”

Hongjun Heavenly Dao blessed his body, and the divine power suppressed the entire prefecture, and the invincible palm print slapped towards the back soil.

Houtu snorted coldly, and the blessing of the tunnel was on his body, facing Hongjun.

But the gap between the realms of the two is too big, even in the tunnel, Houtu can only drag Hongjun, but cannot defeat Hongjun.

Hongjun shouted angrily, but he didn’t expect to tie with Houtu.

Immediately took out all his strength and suppressed Houtu.

Just as the back soil fell downwind, Huang Tian flew up.

Hongjun sneered, “The little Terran emperor, but the Mixed Yuan Da Luo Golden Immortal, also dares to interfere in my affairs and roll aside.” ”

Huang Tian shouted, and a human character appeared in the palm of his hand,

The humane charm broke out, completely releasing the power of humanity.

With the blessing of the Dao Character Post, Huang Tian’s attack could not be defeated by the Mixed Yuan Wuji Golden Immortal.

Houtu’s eyes lit up when he saw it, it turned out that the landlord gave Huang Tian this character to deal with Hongjun.

Hongjun, look how arrogant you are.

Houtu mobilized the power of the tunnel, and fused with the humane holy power of Huang Tian.

Tunnels and humanity fused together, instantly shattering Hongjun’s palm print.

Hongjun couldn’t help but be horrified in his heart, and drank badly.

It’s a pity it’s late.

Huang Tian and Houtu’s offensive has already hit him.

Beat him directly into the eighteenth level of hell.

Houtu beckoned the book of life and death Spring and Autumn Pen:

“Pronounced the sentence, Hongjun disrupted the rules of the prefecture and attacked the prefectural law enforcers,

Sin is added by one degree, deprives him of magical powers, and enters the eighteenth level of hell for a million years. ”

(The eighteenth layer hell algorithm is not an ordinary million years, but the time and pain of the eighteenth layer of hell are superimposed,

Encyclopedia has I will not copy, a million is an index of extreme pain. ）

Airplanes.

The book of life and death shook violently, and the book of life and death burst out with infinite avenue charm.

The chains that turned into layers flew out, completely locking Hongjun.

The Yuan God, the soul, and even the body, all the magical powers are locked.

Hongjun felt the charm of the Great Avenue inside, and finally realized how big a mistake he had made.

He understood that this place had already been laid out by the landlord.

He came to grab luck, he was simply looking for death.

Now it is blocked by the landlord with the Great Dao Shen Yun.

Sent to these eighteen levels of hell.

Yes.

Hongjun was dragged into the punishment field, even as a Dao ancestor, he could not endure the ravages of the eighteenth layer of hell.

Even death is a luxury here.

Life is better than death, miserable,

Hongjun was extremely regretful in his heart,

You must know that this will be the case, and you dare not interfere in the affairs of the prefecture.

Yes.

Help me.

Let me go.

I won’t dare anymore.

It didn’t take long to hold on.

Hongjun gave up the so-called dignity of a saint.

In the eighteenth level of hell, he simply could not bear such pain.

He really wanted to die immediately.

But he can’t die, and he will be extremely awake, and every trace of pain can be felt.

“Houtu, please, let me die.”

“Lord Landlord, please let me go, just give me a pain.”

“Heavenly Dao, save me, I really can’t do it.”

Hong Jun shouted miserably, and the five saints all felt their scalps tingle when they heard it.

This is a saint of the right path,

It’s Xuanmen Daozu.

It ended up in such a cruel end,

It’s just horrific.

Houtu turned his head abruptly:

“Aren’t you going yet?”

Tong Tian smiled, he didn’t intend to rob the luck of the prefecture.

Now that the matter was over, he turned around and left.

The lead was so frightened that he shrunk his neck.

He really wanted to save Jun Ti, but even Dao Zu Hongjun was broken, and he couldn’t help it.

Junior Brother, ask for blessings for yourself.

Fortunately, you are only 100,000 years old, which is much happier than Hongjun.

Senior brother is soft-hearted, can’t see you suffering, take a step first.

Lao Tzu and Primordial looked at each other, and there was nothing they could do.

I could only take my disciples back to the dojo.

Only the screams of Hong Jun and Jun Ti remained in the prefecture,

Especially Hongjun, who had the loudest voice, shouted for Heavenly Dao to save him.

But Tiandao has long been hiding,

Don’t talk about saving people, even if you don’t dare to make a head.

I only hope that Hongjun will quickly come out of the eighteenth layer of hell,

Then go to the landlord to give gifts to make amends.

At the same time, the news that Hongjun had been sent to the eighteenth layer of hell also came out.

Hongjun is a saint of the right way and the spokesperson of the heavenly way.

Even Hongjun will be punished by the prefecture, and the others will not be able to run.

For a time, the prestige of the prestige of the prefecture resounded in the flood wilderness, and the reputation was invincible.

And Hongjun’s screams never stopped in the prefecture,

And the more it is screamed, the worse it is.

In the back mountain of the small courtyard, Pangu was chopping wood on the construction of wood, and his Dao Realm was becoming more and more profound.

Pangu suddenly looked up beyond the flood waste,

Here comes the big terror.