The Strongest Mythical Emperor

"Qin Tiangang? Qin Yuhe?"

Zhu Yanqing blinked her eyes, with an expression that seemed to be hesitant to speak.

It was obvious that she was not interested in these two names.

Qin Jun saw it at a glance, so he tilted his head and smiled: "Then I will think about it again. Anyway, it will be born in a while."

In fact, he was a little worried. Would this holy fetus be born in a long time?

Don't you see that Sun Wukong took countless years to conceive before the stone popped out, and Nezha was pregnant for three years, which shows that the gestation time of those with outstanding talents is very long.

If it is born too early, will the talent be mediocre?

Of course, even if it is mediocre, Qin Jun can use resources to pile up his cultivation.

At this time, Pipa suddenly appeared beside Qin Jun, and bowed his hands and said: "Your Majesty, Zhong Kui in the underworld sent a message to request support, saying that a mysterious force attacked the Huangquan Palace, it is best to bring Bodhi Patriarch."

When these words came out, Zhu Yanqing frowned. She was not angry because Pipa interrupted her solitude, but worried.

Need to ask Bodhi Patriarch, it means that the other party is very strong.

Qin Jun suddenly stood up and said to Zhu Yanqing: "My beloved, you have a good rest. I will be back soon." After that, he disappeared from the spot. Bodhi Patriarch temporarily lived in the Holy City so that Qin Jun could pass on the imperial edict in time. Qin Jun had already guessed who attacked Huangquan Palace. It was most likely the Stealing Moon Sect. The behemoth from the ancient fairyland naturally needed to ask Bodhi Patriarch to take action. ... The underworld. In the dim world, a huge ship was suspended in the air. It was tens of thousands of feet long and blocked the sky. In front of the edge of the ship, a series of figures looked down like demons. Below was a wasteland that rose and fell one after another, with countless graves. On the top of a hillside sat a majestic palace building. Above the gate hung a plaque with three large characters written in a dragon-flying-and-phoenix-dancing style: Huangquan Palace! King Yama and King Ksitigarbha stood on the top of the Yellow Spring Palace, and around the palace building were densely packed ghost soldiers and generals, including Zhong Kui, Niu Tou Ma Mian, Di Ting, and Hei Bai Wu Chang.

There were still many ghosts watching from a distance. After destroying the Nine Netherworld, the Yellow Spring Palace has become the most powerful force in the underworld, and naturally attracted the attention of various forces.

"What kind of ship is that... those auras are so strong..."

"Whose force is this? Why are their auras so ridiculously strong?"

"It seems that the Yellow Spring Palace has angered the ghosts and gods."

"Yes, the Yellow Spring Palace made the Nine Netherworld Yin Emperor's soul fly away, and he will definitely be punished by heaven."

"It is said that there are bigger ghosts and gods behind the underworld. Is it true?"

The ghosts talked a lot, looking at the Stealing Moon Sect's ship with fear.

Just feeling the aura of the Stealing Moon Sect's followers made them tremble, let alone fighting with them.

The Moon Stealing Sect Master stood on the building of the Dharma Ship, overlooking the Huangquan Palace. His eyes fell on Ksitigarbha and he said softly, "Ksitigarbha, I am here in person."

He spoke softly, but his voice resounded throughout the world.

Ksitigarbha frowned, feeling the unfathomable breath of the Moon Stealing Sect Master. He was in a heavy mood. At this moment, he was definitely not the opponent of the Moon Stealing Sect Master.

"Are you from the ancient fairyland?" Ksitigarbha asked loudly.

The ancient fairyland?

The Yin soldiers and Yin generals were all confused. Which world is the ancient fairyland?

The Moon Stealing Sect Master sneered and immediately waved his sleeves and said, "Kill without mercy!"

Boom! Boom! Boom...

One after another, powerful figures jumped up from the Dharma Ship and turned into thousands of arrow rains to attack. Their cultivation was all above the Daluo realm.

How terrifying are nearly ten thousand Daluo strongmen, among whom there are many Daluo immortals and saints.

The Huangquan Palace side was almost scared to death when they saw this posture.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva leaped up, and the six arms of the Vajra appeared behind him. He swung them at high speed, and golden discs flew out, hitting the members of the Stealing Moon Sect who attacked him, causing many members to be seriously injured and vomit blood on the spot.

"I didn't expect that there were such strong men in the Xuandang World!"

"Mortal souls are mortal souls after all. If they dare to be enemies with us immortals, they will be doomed!"

"The Daluo Shixian Realm is perfect? ​​No wonder they are so arrogant!"

"Hahaha, I just like to kill such strong men!"

Dozens of Daluo Shixian rushed towards Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva frantically, while the rest of the members went to hunt down the Yin soldiers and generals of the Yellow Spring Palace, and a war was about to break out.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva instantly fell into a disadvantage, and was beaten by dozens of Daluo Shixians without any ability to fight back. He flew back and forth in the void of a hundred miles, like a sandbag.

A powerful man with a bull's head and a human body, who was hundreds of feet tall, smashed the Huangquan Palace, directly smashing the palace building and razing the hillside to the ground. I don't know how many ghost soldiers were crushed by his violent power and their souls turned into ashes.

Rumble--

A black fist like the Five Sacred Mountains came roaring, and the Ksitigarbha King looked extremely small in front of it.

The six orbs were sacrificed and shattered the black giant fist. The wind and waves generated by the explosion forced the surrounding Daluo Shixian to retreat. The dark clouds in the sky surged like a stormy sea, stretching for millions of miles and still expanding.

So many Daluo strongmen fought in chaos, and the aura gathered together so that billions of ghosts in the whole underworld could feel it.

The earth trembled, countless underworld rivers rolled, and mountains and rivers shattered, as if the underworld was about to fall apart.

Before Ksitigarbha could catch his breath, a horrifying blade energy landed on his back. He was a six-path golden body, and was not cut in half on the spot, but was still chopped to pieces with blood splattering. The pain was unbearable, and he turned around to disperse the blade energy. The four Daluo Immortals raised their legs and attacked, kicking him one after another, sending him flying thousands of miles away, and finally kicked him into a giant mountain, almost smashing it through.

Even though Ksitigarbha had perfected the Daluo Shixian realm, he still couldn't resist dozens of Daluo Shixian.

On the other hand, Touyue Jiaozun put his hands behind his waist and watched the battle quietly.

"Is this all the ancient Buddha has?"

Stealing Moon Cult Master frowned, a look of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Buzz——

At this moment, a sound like a loud bell suddenly appeared, and the consciousness of the great Luo Shixian who rushed towards Ksitigarbha was instantly tranced, and they stopped where they were. Even the Stealing Moon Cultist couldn't help but shrink his pupils.

Golden light shines from the horizon, illuminating the underworld and the earth, like the sun rising in the east.

Ksitigarbha, whose cassock was slightly torn, was seen sitting cross-legged in the air, clasping his hands, chanting Buddhist mantras, and clenching his fists with the six golden arms behind his back. At this moment, he seemed to have become another person. The left half of his face remained the same, but the right half His face was extremely red, and his forehead had veins bulging out, like a fierce demon.

One mind and two appearances!

The Six Paths of Vajra!

Ksitigarbha was completely angry and activated his two peerless magical powers.

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

King Ksitigarbha shouted angrily, stood up suddenly in the air, and then ran towards the Great Luo Shixian in front, more than twice as fast as before.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of a great Luo Shixian. The two golden arms behind his back quickly reached out to grab the opponent's shoulders and tore them apart.

Second-rate--

With blood and flesh flying everywhere, this Daluo Shixian was torn in half by Ksitigarbha. This scene frightened the other Daluo Shixian.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. Please spend more time with your family and less time on your mobile phone today.