Honghuang: I will strengthen infinitely and create a super underworld

Inside the South Heavenly Gate.

Those immortal generals who guarded the ghost gate mourned in their hearts.

I feel terrible.

He was a desolate cultivator who blew himself up outside the Ghost Gate.

It chilled in their hearts.

One door away.

But they could not help.

This is a great sorrow.

But the Jade Emperor ordered that the Nantian Gate should not be opened.

This makes them helpless.

Feeling the tragic roar of the cultivator Nie Tian outside the Nantian Gate.

They could only mourn in silence.

"Haha, blast open this door and kill all the cultivators inside!"

One demon after another roared and rushed towards the South Heavenly Gate.

A terrifying demonic aura rolled out.

One attack after another fell on the South Heavenly Gate.

Nantianmen did not move at all.

Blooming in a monstrous light.

No matter how they bombard.

After all, it is difficult to blast open the South Heavenly Gate.

"Forget it, let's go and kill the Flood Cultivator first, and leave this broken door to the saint. "

Many bosses don't want to waste time.

Rushing directly towards the flood wilderness.

At this time.

Above the wilderness.

Countless cultivators roared and burst into tears.

They seem to have been abandoned.

became the target of demon slaughter.

The disparity in strength between the two sides is so great that it is simply difficult to fight.

Looking at the Flood Cultivators who kept dying and wounding.

Countless people roared in anger.

"Heavenly Court, you have become a sacred place for gods and Buddhas in vain. "

"This heavenly court, don't believe it!"

Roars erupted from the mouths of those cultivators.

"Then Da Luo Jin Immortal Nie Zhan asked me to wait and bow to the underworld and ask them to make a move, but will the underworld make a move?"

"Usually we always scold the underworld, if we are in trouble today, will they help us?"

"Yes, even the Dao Ancestor Heavenly Court we admire has abandoned us, who else can we rely on?"

At this time, all the cultivators were hesitating in their hearts.

The cultivators of the flood wilderness believe in the heavenly court.

Those who worship are Taoist ancestors Hongjun.

Very disrespectful to the underworld.

Not for anything else, just because the prefecture supervises the flood.

The lives of countless cultivators are controlled by the underworld.

A knife hung over their heads.

It can fall at any time.

But in this time of crisis.

The Dao Ancestor they believed in, Heavenly Court, actually abandoned them.

Regardless of their life and death.

Close the South Heaven Gate.

Ignore the flood.

There was a sadness on their faces.

"O ghosts and gods of the underworld, please take your hand and save us from fire and water. "

Countless cultivators in the cultivation world were struggling with whether to bow to the underworld.

Countless mortals in the mortal realm were already kneeling in front of the Difu Temple at the entrance of the village.

Burn incense and bow down.

They are not the same as the cultivation world.

Since the prefecture supervised the flood.

Many of the revenants have been hooked into the underworld.

Since then, there have been far fewer frequent evil spirits among the mundane. 910

In addition, the inspection department patrols the flood day and night.

Those thousand-year-old ghosts, 10,000-year-old ghosts were all arrested.

The mortal world ushered in peace.

There are far fewer evil spirits doing trouble.

Therefore.

Compared to the cultivation world.

The mundane world attaches great importance to the underworld.

Many villages have built underground temples at the entrance of the village.

It is dedicated to the ghosts and gods of the underworld.

Burn incense every day, hoping that the prefecture will keep the village safe.

Strange to say.

Ever since the establishment of the Difu Temple in those villages.

There was no more rebellion with evil spirits.

Those evil ghosts seem to have been scared away by the ghosts and gods in the temple of the underworld.

At this moment.

The flood was plunged into darkness and turmoil.

Countless demons fell from the sky.

Coming out of the ground.

Cholera floods.

If the Dao Ancestor does not come out, the Heavenly Court does not act.

They can't help it.

I had to ask for help from the underworld.

At this moment.

You can see it.

Floods all over the place.

Those ordinary people knelt in front of the Difu Temple one by one with reverent faces.

Burn incense and pray.

"The ghosts and gods of the underworld, I am disturbed, I know that you ghosts and gods only care about the dead. "

"But at this moment, we really have no choice but to disturb the ghosts and gods, please be gracious and save me. "

Countless mortals knelt at the head of the village and kept kowtowing to the Difu Temple.

"From then on, I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, only in ghosts and gods. "

Voices rang out from above the flood.

though they are mortal.

But the power of the will accumulated by countless mortals is terrifying.

"The gods and Buddhas abandoned me in the midst of danger, the Taoist ancestors hid in the troubled times, and the heavenly court closed the door, and from then on, I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, only in the ghosts and gods of the underworld. "

Voices permeated.

Gradually, the voice sounded throughout the desolation.

Countless cultivators were shocked.

Those mortals burst out with such a wish.

It was so vast that even they felt it.

At this moment.

Countless cultivators have been reformed.

They prayed one after another and bowed to the five ghost gates.

Burst!

One by one, cultivators fell from the void.

Blood stains the void red.

Countless demons are still killing.

The whole flood was a bloody storm.

At this moment.

In the mysterious space of the desolation.

Dao Ancestor's expression was calm, without the slightest wave.

Even if the entire flood is in dire straits.

For him, it doesn't matter either.

At this time, his expression was calm, and his eyes were slightly closed.

The flowers around the body bloom, and the law is pervasive.

The chain of order gods is entwined all over the body.

Stretching out, pouring into the depths of this space.

Traces of mysterious power emanated from the chains of order.

You can feel the deepest part of this space.

Something seemed to be trembling faintly.

That is the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao.

Now.

This group of consciousness has been forced into a corner by Dao Ancestor.

It's being refined little by little.

Once the Dao Ancestor completely refined this group of consciousness.

Then this way of heaven will be taken away successfully.

This time.

For Dao Ancestor and Heavenly Dao, they are all very important.

Dao Ancestor didn't dare to be distracted in the slightest.

Once distracted, the Heavenly Dao Consciousness is likely to fight back.

Dao Zu beside him.

The three of them were not at peace in their hearts.

Now the flood is experiencing an unprecedented catastrophe.

Although the three of them are saints.

But it is still difficult to calm down.

This catastrophe is unprecedented.

It is greater than any previous disaster of the Flood.

It affects all living beings in the entire flood wilderness.

The Extraterritorial Demon descended and killed countless cultivators.

However, Dao Ancestor ordered the closure of the South Heavenly Gate.

Keep them from going out for a single step.

Thus.

Even Dao Ancestor was extremely afraid of this catastrophe.

Even if it is a saint, once it is affected, it is possible to die.

At this time.

Zhun Ti looked at the desolate west through the colorful light in the space.

It's too good than that.

Quasi-lifting and receiving are the most restless.

His Western religion is still above the flood today.

At this time, he looked at the desolate Western Spirit Mountain.

couldn't help but change his face greatly, and he almost cried out in grief.

I saw that the Western Spirit Mountain has become a paradise for countless devils.

They are killing indiscriminately within the Western Church.

Although there are many strong people in the West.

But now there is no Da Luo Jin Immortal.

One Western Sect disciple after another was surrounded by countless demons.

Died tragically in a pool of blood.

"Saint, where are you, saint!"

Western disciples roared.

"You demons, this is the Dao of the saints, you dare to mess around, the saints return, and they will definitely not let you go. "

"What about the saints? Do they dare to come out?"

"Do you dare to come out?"

One demon general laughed.

"If they dare to come out, they will be killed together!"

"Presumptuous! If you dare to insult the majesty of a saint, it is not an exaggeration for you to die a hundred times. "

"Haha, I think you can't see the situation clearly!"

A demon general laughed, swung out a sword, and directly beheaded the Western Sect disciple. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Sage, have you abandoned us?"

One by one, the disciples trembled and their faces were full of sorrow.

"Sage, you should show up quickly, if you don't show up again, I will finish teaching in the West, and the flood will be over. "

"Ah......h

"Poof!"[]

One cultivator after another yelled.

screaming and falling to the ground.

"Haha, your saint has shrunk up and doesn't dare to come out, haha!"

"Presumptuous, presumptuous!

Inside the mysterious space.

Quasi-lifting's face turned purple.

He was a disciple of the Western Sect, a disciple of a saint, and now he was slaughtered again.

How dare those demons be so rampant.

"I'm angry, I'm angry!"

Zhun Ti and Jie both roared angrily.

Now the disciples of the Western Sect have been slaughtered.

As saints, they couldn't make a move, which made them feel aggrieved.

I can't wait to go out now and kill all those demons.

"Are you two in an unstable mood?"

At this time, Dao Ancestor opened his eyes and looked at Zhun Ti and Zhi.

"As a saint, you should be detached from the outside, smiling at Hongchen, and now that a few disciples have died, can't you sit still?"

Dao Ancestor's expression was calm, and he spoke in a light voice.

As they spoke, their voices roared through their hearts.

"You wait like this, how can you go one step further and attain the Heavenly Dao Fruit Rank?"

"Master, the disciple knows his mistakes!"

"The desolate world was robbed by this, and it was no big deal, those monsters invaded the desolate wilderness, but they helped this seat and weakened the power of the Heavenly Dao. "

"When the plan to seize this seat succeeds, all the monsters will be exhausted. "

Hear the words.

The Three Saints nodded hurriedly.

"Master, it's because we're getting smaller. "

"Calm down and don't think too much. "

"Yes!"

The three of them hurriedly sat cross-legged on the platform.

Start meditating.

"Today, the flood was robbed, the lives were destroyed, and countless cultivators were slaughtered. "

"Today, the court abandoned me, and the Taoist ancestor Xuanmen abandoned me, and from then on, my Honghuang cultivators no longer believe in the gods and Buddhas of the Xuanmen, but only in the ghosts and gods of the underworld. "

Right now.

Roars rang out from above the desolate land.

The sound waves rolled into the sky.

It is like a mountain and a sea, and the mountains and rivers are magnificent.

"I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, I only believe in the ...... of the underworld"

"I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, I only believe in the ...... of the underworld"

Roars resounded in the sky.

Spread throughout the famine.

Even Dao Ancestor and the others who were in the mysterious space heard it.

Several people's faces couldn't help but change drastically.

Even Dao Ancestor frowned slightly.

"These people are crazy!"

Taishang's face was gloomy.

When these words reached Dao Zu's ears, wouldn't they make Dao Zu angry?

I don't believe in Xuanmen gods and Buddhas, I don't respect Taoist ancestors, I only believe in ghosts and gods in the underworld.

How dare they say these words?

It's not just too angry.

Even Zhun Ti and Zhi Yin's faces were gloomy.

They actually saw that those Western Sect disciples had actually joined the ranks.

They stand on the Western religion.

took off his robe and roared angrily.

"Western bald donkey, you can't wait for righteousness. "

"Fooling me into the Western Religion, and now abandoning us, I am really a saint in vain. "

One disciple after another roared.

almost crooked the nose of the two saints of the West.

He taught his disciples in the West, and he actually scolded them for being bald donkeys!

The faces of the two were gloomy and angry.

"Flood Desolation cultivator, you can't stay!"

At this time, Daozu's words almost made the three of them drop their jaws.

"Now that my heart is not in my Xuanmen, it is a disaster to stay, even if they are not cut off today, wait for me to succeed in seizing the Heavenly Dao. "

"After leaving the customs, we have to change a batch of creatures. "

"I am a desolate soul, and I can only believe in my Hongjun and my Xuanmen in my heart. "

Dao Ancestor's voice was cold, without the slightest emotion.

The three of them were shocked.

Is Dao Ancestor really so indifferent?

"I am a cultivator of the wilderness, I don't believe in Taoist ancestors, I don't believe in Xuanmen, I only believe in the underworld. "

At this time.

The cry was heard again.

The Taishang sighed in his heart.

They finally knew why Dao Ancestor wanted to change a group of desolate creatures.

Their voices revealed their dissatisfaction with the Genmon.

reveals his hatred for Dao Ancestor.

Such hatred is invisible, but it is real.

Over time, it will naturally have an impact on Dao Ancestors.

This was not the result he wanted.

At this time, the three saints looked at the desolate land with solemn faces.

Countless creatures roared in anger.

There is no trust in the Honghuang Xuanmen.

"Do you know who started this catastrophe?"

At this time, Dao Ancestor's voice came out faintly.

Hear the words.

The expressions of the three of them changed.

"I don't know!"

"It's Rahu!"

"Rahu?"

The three of them were shaken.

"Hasn't Rahu been killed by his master?"

Taishang exclaimed.

"No, he's not dead!"

Dao Zu's face became solemn.

"Not only did he not die, but he was sanctified, and his strength was not below me. "

"How can this be ......?"

The three were completely stunned.

Demon Ancestor Rahu didn't die.

Now that he has returned from sanctification, he is going to take revenge.

They have also heard about the events of the past.

With Rahu's character, I'm afraid it really won't die.

And at this time.

Beyond the Flood.

In the infinite chaos.

Demon Ancestor Rahu sneered all over his face and stood in the chaos.

By his side.

Yang Mei Old Ancestor's face was gloomy.

"Yang Mei, did you see it?"

"Thirty percent of the creatures in the desolation have died, but Na Hongjun still hasn't moved. "

"Do you still think I won't succeed?"

Hearing this, Yang Mei Ancestor sighed.

Hongjun, are you really so ruthless?

In your eyes, this desolate creature is really something, isn't it?

If that's the case.

I regret that I didn't do it at the beginning.

Why should I believe your slander.

Help you kill Rahu?

In the end, it ended up in such a miserable end?

And you, after becoming holy, actually treated the desolate creatures like this?

Yang Mei Old Ancestor's face was gloomy, and his heart was bitter.

Above the wilderness.

Roars rang out.

Countless creatures are shouting.

Believe in the ghosts and gods of the underworld.

"I, a cultivator in the wilderness, do not believe in gods and Buddhas from now on, but only believe in ghosts and gods in the underworld. "

Countless voices echoed in the void.

In the end, it turned into a strong wish.

From the underworld, flock to the underworld.

The flood roared.

Killings abounded in the sky.

The cultivators of the Flood Desolation suffered numerous casualties.

A monstrous sadness permeated the void.

It was a kind of sadness.

It's a kind of despair.

The desolate land is facing the first catastrophe in history.

And those Xuanmen Dao Ancestors, who were admired by countless people throughout the flood wilderness, did not show up.

He abandoned them.

The South Heavenly Gate of the Heavenly Court was closed, and he did not dare to fight.

Such a Xuanmen, such a heavenly court.

It's disrespectful!

"All the ghosts and gods of the underworld, we are blind, believe in the Xuanmen, and slander the underworld. "

"Today, I apologize with my blood, hoping that the ghosts and gods of the underworld can hear and help me survive this catastrophe. "

"Since then, we have believed in the underworld for generations. "

"I hope that the ghosts and gods of the underworld will not care about the past suspicions, save us!"

Countless cultivators in the flood wilderness were ashamed.

They believe in Taoism.

He has cursed countless times and slandered the underworld.

But when the catastrophe came, the only thing they could rely on was the underworld.

It made their hearts bitter.

"Ask the ghosts and gods of the underworld to appear, come to the flood famine, and help the flood to resist the disaster!"

Roars rang out from the desolation.

It's terrible.