The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

The one who took action was none other than Huang Long, who had been at the rear of the military formation.

Although I don't understand why Huang Long suddenly took action, what is certain is that this move is not entirely a killing move.

Sun Wukong stopped in mid-air, just watching Huang Long's methods quietly. The saint took action, fearing that Huang Long had already waited for the opportunity he wanted.

The Nether God Lord who originally retreated escaped Sun Wukong's killing move, but at this moment he suddenly found a murderous aura locking him to death, and his heart was shocked.

Staring at the flying sword that was shooting toward him with an ugly expression, the Lord Netherworld just raised his arm and wanted to use the sharp blade in his hand to block it for a moment, but he suddenly realized that he had too good thoughts.

"Dang!"

Lord Netherworld only felt his wrist go numb. The flying sword that had just been fired quickly knocked away the sharp blade in his hand with just one move. The next second, he felt a sharp pain.

Another flying sword instantly pierced his shoulder.

He struggled to raise his other arm, but it was exactly the same as before. Before he could take action, he took another step back, and a bloody hole appeared on the other shoulder.

There were several long swords surrounding him, trapping the Nether God Lord in the blink of an eye.

Looking fiercely at the long swords around him, Lord Netherworld felt chills all over his body.

"Why don't you kill me!?"

Looking at Huang Long who appeared in front of the formation, Lord Netherworld asked in a cold voice.

Just glancing at the Nether Lord, Huang Long looked away without saying anything, making it clear that he ignored the trapped Nether Lord.

Huang Long's gaze fell on the horizon, the light in his eyes flashed, and he said calmly: "Ksitigarbha, come out."

The sound rolled away like a bell, as if the whole sky could hear the sound.

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned, and then looked in the direction Huang Long was looking, and saw a faint golden light slowly emerging from the blood red on the other side.

Seeing this scene, everyone suddenly came back to their senses. It turned out that Ksitigarbha was really here.

The reason why Huang Long didn't take action was also found. The other party was just waiting for Ksitigarbha's appearance.

After all, there are not many people worthy of Huang Long's help in this Western religion's power in the underworld, only a few. Unfortunately, Ksitigarbha is one of them.

Jizo, who appeared in the sky, looked at Huang Long with an indifferent expression, his eyes were calm in front of everyone, and he did not even glance at the Nether God Lord.

Seeing Ksitigarbha appear on the battlefield, Lord Netherworld's expression suddenly brightened. After struggling for a while, he found that Ksitigarbha didn't even look at him, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Huang Long, should I congratulate you on successfully advancing to the status of a saint? Or should I congratulate you on eradicating my Western Sect's influence in the underworld in one fell swoop?"

At this time, all the Yamas in various halls who were standing behind Ksitigarbha were suddenly shocked and looked at Ksitigarbha with horror on their faces.

Ksitigarbha had long known that they were here to die, but he never stopped them, or even told him about it.

"In terms of cruelty, I am far inferior to you." Huang Long said calmly.

With a flick of his fingers, one of the long swords surrounding the Netherworld God Lord was thrust forward, and the tip of the sword was pressed against the Netherworld God Lord's throat.

The sudden scene caused the Lord Netherworld's expression to change suddenly, and his body leaned back involuntarily.

"S-Sir! Save me!"

The Lord Netherworld is very strong, but he is still no match for the Saint. Huang Long can kill him with just one simple move.

Nether God Lord never dreamed that one day he would be used by Huanglong to threaten Ksitigarbha.

Should this be my honor or misfortune?

Looking at Huang Long's movements, Ji Zang's face still showed no change, and he said calmly: "There will be no benefit if you kill him."

Huang Long smiled slightly and said, "I don't believe what you said."

After saying this, he saw the yellow dragon flick his fingers, and saw the long sword instantly pierce the neck of the Nether God Lord.

With a look of disbelief in his eyes, Lord Netherworld could only feel the power in his body dissipating rapidly, and a wisp of innate energy escaped from his body.

"Roar!"

A loud roar sounded, and the body of the Nether God Lord began to shrink rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge ghost, like a Dharma body.

Not only did this sword not kill Netherworld God Lord, it actually helped Netherworld God Lord release the innate ghost in his body.

It is an existence that appeared at the same time as the Netherworld. The innate ghost of the Netherworld God Lord is its true body.

Looking up at the extremely tall ghost, Huang Long had a calm expression on his face, not caring at all about the sudden appearance of the ghost. He had obviously known about the existence of this ghost for a long time.

Seeing the ghost appear, Jizo's brows furrowed slightly and his fingers trembled slightly.

This subtle movement was not noticed by anyone. Jizo looked back at the extremely tall innate ghost, with a complicated look in his eyes.

At this moment, Huang Long's voice came over.

"You can't save so many ghosts in the Ten Halls of Yama, but you actually want to save this innate ghost?"

"Ksitigarbha, do you think I should say you are brave, or do you think you are too smart?"

The sarcasm sounded, and Ksitigarbha suddenly raised his head to look at Huang Long with a sneer on his face, and asked in a cold voice: "Have you known about this for a long time!?"

"hehe!"

Huang Long sneered, looking at the sarcasm on Ksitigarbha's face, and said in a cold voice: "From the time you swore an oath in the Western Sect before entering the Netherworld, I know how difficult this road is. It's a pity that you are eager for quick success and quick gain. I don’t know how long it will take for the ghost to cross over, so you thought of this way.”

"Transforming the innate ghosts born with the netherworld can be worth a lot of merit. If you succeed, you can surpass the limit in one fell swoop and achieve the status of a saint."

"That's an innate ghost. It's an innate ghost that has never been recorded in the three realms. The good and evil in the world are integrated into one. Just transforming it is a great merit."

As he spoke, Huang Long's eyes flashed, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"This is the path of a saint prepared by Heaven for the Netherworld. It's a pity that no one can walk it, not even you."

Ji Zang's body trembled slightly, and he looked at Huang Long without saying a word with a look of disbelief on his face. There was no change after a while.

Looking at Huang Long with a sneer across his face, Jizo suddenly shouted: "That's enough!"

As soon as the voice fell, golden light poured out from behind, and in the blink of an eye, a huge dharma body appeared behind Ksitigarbha.

The powerful power was instantly revealed, and even Huang Long's face flashed with a look of surprise.

This Dharmakaya of Ksitigarbha is a bit interesting!