Myth: My dragons can evolve infinitely

The judges were talking a lot, but Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha, who was proficient in Western teachings, frowned: "I didn't expect that the Buddha's Dharma was so profound that it even saved the eighteen levels of hell."

"This Buddha just sees them as pitiful and wants to help them get out of their misery!"

Nao Qing smiled faintly.

After he tasted the benefits of saving the souls of resentful ghosts and receiving huge merits from the eighteen levels of hell, he unceremoniously saved all the other levels of hell.

Although he spent a total of five days before and after, during these five days, his Dharma improved extremely rapidly, reaching a very profound and mysterious realm, and his merit value also increased extremely horribly, reaching four stories high.

"You!" Empress Houtu discovered that it turned out that all his eighteen levels of hell had been saved.

Originally, it was enough to give people a headache to have this Venerable Ksitigarbha in the hell who claimed that the hell was not empty and vowed not to become a Buddha. However, Empress Houtu did not expect that this Daozu Zhuoqing was actually a hundred times better than the Venerable Ksitigarbha. At least Ksitigarbha will not directly save an eighteenth level of hell.

"Haha, without the eighteen levels of hell, how can we pass sentences in the future?!"

The kings of hell were also shocked at this moment.

Bao Qing ignored everyone and waved his hand, and the eighteen levels of hell were shrouded in his strong Buddha's light. They shrank quickly and reached the palm of his hand, condensing into a magic weapon.

Yes, that’s right, a magic weapon, and it’s also a magic weapon of merit.

In fact, even Yao Qing did not expect that after he went through the eighteen levels of hell, he would actually gain a treasure of merit and virtue, which is the one in front of him.

Bao Qing called this magic weapon the Eighteen Bliss. Although he has never explored the role of this merit magic weapon, it is obviously mainly to suppress and provide torture to the enemy.

"The Supreme Treasure of Merit!? You, you actually made the Eighteenth Level of Hell into the Supreme Treasure of Merit!?" Faced with Dao Qing's provocations one after another, Empress Houtu's eyes were filled with anger, and she was about to erupt.

This is just the experience of going down to the eighteenth level of hell. It also saved their eighteenth level of hell and refined it into a treasure of merit! ?

And at this moment, suddenly, several ghostly figures descended, and they turned out to be ghost emperors from other parties.

The leader of the Northern Ghost Emperor had the coldest eyes: "Empress Houtu, please don't let go of Bao Qing. This person actually saved the Western Ghost Emperor and escaped into the six realms of reincarnation again..."

"What!?"

Empress Houtu was even more confused.

Chapter 384 The arrival of Emperor Fengdu! One qi transforms the three qing dynasties!

As soon as the ghost emperors appeared, the strong ghost aura mixed with the billowing chilling aura enveloped Bao Qing himself.

Nao Qing glanced lightly and found that, except for the dead Southern Ghost Emperor and Eastern Ghost Emperor, the other three ghost emperors were among them, each holding a special weapon, vaguely surrounding him.

In addition to these ghost emperors, Bao Qing also noticed that among the many netherworlds, there were also Luofeng Six Heavens, namely Zhou Jueyin Heavenly Palace, Taisha Liangshi Zong Heavenly Palace, Mingchen Naifu Wucheng Heavenly Palace, Tianzhao Heavenly Palace and so on. The Sinful Qi Heavenly Palace, the Zongling Qifei Heavenly Palace, and the Gansi Lian Wanzu Heavenly Palace. Each of these Heavenly Palaces is more murderous than the last, and their eyes are full of anger.

All the ghosts and gods gathered together. Even in the distance, Nao Qing felt the terrifying suppressive power coming from these ghosts and gods, as if countless Taishan were suppressing them fiercely. His shoulders sank. Equal weight.

But the next moment, this terrifying weight was suddenly dispersed as Duo Qing slowly raised the merit magic weapon Eighteen Bliss in his hand, as if it had never existed.

Seeing the magic weapon in Bao Qing's hand, all the ghosts and gods were shocked, especially the Northern Ghost Emperor, whose eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

At this time, a light flashed behind Nao Qing, and Prime Minister Gui, Patriarch Kunpeng, and the Ten Great Demon Saints all appeared.

It can be clearly felt that only five days have passed, and the auras on these people have become several times more powerful than before. Especially Prime Minister Gui, Ao Guang and others are faintly flashing with powerful auras.

Although Yao Qing didn't ask, he knew just from the feeling that his men had gone through the eighteen levels of hell and each one had become extremely powerful, even to a level far beyond his imagination.

"Master Aoqing, what do these guys do? Do you want to provoke!?"

Several crisp sounds of clicking came, and Prime Minister Turtle, who had just finished his training, moved his hands, with a strong fighting spirit shining in his eyes.

"Apparently yes."

Patriarch Kunpeng also shook his hands, his eyes full of strong fighting spirit.

Before going to the Eighteenth Level of Hell, they were still resisting in their hearts, but after coming out of the Eighteenth Level of Hell and feeling their own transformation, Patriarch Kunpeng and others fully understood the good intentions of Baoqing, and they were even more eager to do so. Dedicate your whole life to the pursuit of youth.

Although the current level of Patriarch Kunpeng is still at the quasi-sage level, he is only a hair away from the saint level. This is the result of Bo Qing taking him to the eighteenth level of hell.

Seeing that his men were eager to try, the corner of Bao Qing's mouth curled up slightly.

He happened to be a little curious about how the strength of these people increased after experiencing the power of the eighteen levels of hell.

While Bao Qing was thinking about it, Prime Minister Turtle had already flashed his figure and headed straight for one of the ghost kings. Patriarch Kunpeng was also very strong, so he directly picked two ghost kings and went to challenge them.

As for the ten demon saints and the accompanying elites, they immediately joined in the chaotic fighting. Wherever they passed, countless ghost soldiers turned into flying ashes and died.

Soon, with the death of these ghost soldiers, a clear and sweet reminder sounded in Yao Qing's ears:

"Congratulations! You saved 233 resentful ghosts and gained 5051 merit points!"

Listening to the prompt, Bao Qing was stunned at first, and then overjoyed. He never thought that when his men killed the ghost soldiers, he would also gain huge merit points.

But he thought about it carefully. After all, they were all his men. If they killed the ghost soldiers, they would naturally be blamed on him.

Bao Qing did not act, but quietly cast his eyes on the darkness in the distance, and saw a figure standing there quietly.

The figure was surrounded by an extremely strong entanglement, and there was a huge murderous aura around it. There were faint sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling between the raised hands and feet. It was none other than one of the masters of this hell, Emperor Fengdu. !