The Netherworld Sea had already dried up, and the Wang Ze inside had long been divided by the various factions after Ying Gou's fall. The vast sea of the past was now only left with a trickling Nether River.
But in that endless swamp, there was no end to it.
There were countless old ghosts and evil souls hidden. For countless years, the various factions had only cared about sharing the benefits, but no one was willing to solve this problem. This problem was really a little big.
It felt like a developer and a settler in the world of the living.
Because of this..,
Ksitigarbha was right,
If Ying Gou appeared there and gave the order, it would really cause the old ghosts and evil souls in the swamp to swarm up. This was not a righteous title. It was purely to follow Ying Gou. Everyone could still fight for a mouthful of meat to eat.
As for the Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals who were imprisoned in Jiuli, they were existences that even Da Changqiu did not hesitate to humble himself as a "Grandson" to deliberately curry favor with. Moreover, Ying Gou had protected them back then. The remnants of Jiuli still had Chi You's warlike nature flowing in their bones.
They also showed the will to die for him, but Ying Gou still chose to continue to imprison them.
Zhou Ze was most familiar with the White Bone Throne,
Below was the stepping stone that Ying Gou had collected back then,
That group of Demon God remnant souls must have extremely terrifying power.
This was just the things on the surface,
There were many things..,
Perhaps even Ksitigarbha himself could not guess them all, nor could he deduce them all. It was not that Ksitigarbha's deduction and insight ability was not enough, it was simply because it had been too long.
But he clearly had so many chips in his hands..,
But Ying Gou did not use any of them,
He was alone, just like Rambo..,
From the ancient palace to the Song Imperial City, he pushed all the way,
He seemed to be advancing indomitably and unstoppable..,
But everyone could see that..,
It was just relying on one side's bravery..,
In the end..,
It would definitely be an outcome of exhaustion.
You could say that the former master of the Netherworld Sea was a boorish man,
But you could not say that he was a retard,
Otherwise..,
Who are you insulting?
Ying Gou did not answer Ksitigarbha's question. He just got down from the altar and walked to the entrance of the small ancestral hall.
Outside the threshold of the small ancestral hall,
It was not a courtyard where chickens and dogs could hear each other, but a cliff that was ten thousand feet high.
Seeing that Ying Gou did not understand him, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was not annoyed.
He was waiting.
When the Qi in Yinggou's body leaked a little more …
At that time,
It was time for him to strike.
If he could use this group of mythical people in the circle of mythical people as a sacrifice for himself,
Come to think of it.
The hearts of Nether Masters wavered.
The various powers of Hell.
Because of this, he would be much more obedient.
Although the Ten Attendants had severed a finger under the pressure of Ying Gou's might,
However, nine fingers was the number of two hands.
Perhaps this was heaven's will.
Nine is venerable.
It was just right.
Of course..,
The Bodhisattva also understood.
Things like the will of the heavens depended on how one explained it. With a clever mind, everything was the will of the heavens.
It was a principle that all secular gods understood.
As a big shot who was able to deceive the Lord of Mount Tai Prefecture back then,
It was impossible for him not to understand.
The atmosphere in the small ancestral hall.
They fell into a brief period of peace.
It was clear that there were already undercurrents surging between the two of them, but they were still "at peace" with each other.
However..,
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not understand one thing.
That was, he could afford to wait.
It was nothing more than one person's loss and one person's gain.
But the man in front of him.
Was he really just standing here to admire the scenery?
Then, he smiled.
Dissipating with the wind?
"I've already asked the Yama Kings of the various palaces to personally lead their troops to guard the Road to the Netherworld."
The meaning was very simple.
The door to go out.
I've already asked someone to guard it.
Today.
You won't be able to get out.
Everything in the world was just a beginning and an end.
The head was with Ksitigarbha.
He was prepared to deal with it himself. As for the tail, the way to enter and exit yin and yang was originally at the end of the Road to the Netherworld. It was also guarded.
At this moment.
Yama King was in charge.
The judge was in front.
Countless patrol officers were behind.
Not even a fly could fly out.
Ying Gou was still calm.
He didn't even look at Ksitigarbha.
"What are you waiting for?"
Zhou Ze couldn't help but ask.
He could sense that.
Ying Gou was weakening.
The ladle kept leaking.
At this moment, there wasn't much left in his body.
If he started a war as soon as he came in.
Perhaps he could fight it out on a grand scale.
And if he continued to delay,
It would be difficult for him to even preserve his last bit of dignity.
Zhou Ze didn't think that this was Ying Gou's personality.
Iron Fool belonged to that category.
If he died, so be it!
If he died, so be it!
If I die, I die!
As long as I can act cool before I die,
If I die, I die!
"Wait …"
"Wait for what? Do you have plans?"
Zhou Ze was surprised.
Although the big shots basically all had the ability to calculate.
He didn't move at all, but he could decide the outcome of the battle from a thousand miles away. The world was his chessboard, and everything was his chess pieces.
But no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like a winning hook.
Does Iron Blockhead know how to use his brain?
Zhou Ze believed that he had a brain.
But he didn't seem to like moving.
"None …"
"No arrangements. What are you waiting for?"
"Look …"
"Eh …"
Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment before he came to a realization. He immediately said, "Don't tell me you don't know what will happen, so you deliberately waited here to see what will happen?
Did you also scare the Bodhisattva next door? "
There was a long silence.
Yinggou silently replied,
"However …"
Zhou Ze was speechless.
After about the time it took to brew a cup of tea.
Ying Gou was tempted.
In Zhou Ze's opinion,
Ying Gou could not wait any longer.
If it leaked any more, it would reach the bottom!
In the eyes of Bodhisattva,
Yinggou felt that the time was ripe.
It had to be said,
Invisible posturing,
The most fatal!
Even someone as noble as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva,
He did not expect that..,
The first master of the Netherworld Sea..,
He actually just stood there and watched..,
There were no arrangements at all!
Who the f * ck would have thought of this?
Ying Gou turned around.
He punched down!
It was an extremely simple and unadorned punch.
It was not flashy at all.
In the face of the siege of the five attendants,
Ying Gou responded in the same way.
The Bodhisattva did not move.
A golden light flashed on his body.
It was as if a golden seal had been blessed.
It was as immovable as a mountain!
Ying Gou's punch smashed down.
The Bodhisattva only trembled.
But nothing else happened.
One could imagine.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was also tempted. He wanted to fight head-on with Ying Gou!
This opportunity …
Was extremely rare.
Moreover, the other party had only recovered 10% of his strength.
And it had been leaked for so long.
In the face of such a great opportunity,
Even a true Buddha.
He was also a little angry!
Ying Gou punched down.
There was no effect.
He was not discouraged.
He was not exasperated.
He turned around and punched down again!
It was still a simple and unremarkable punch.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who was almost possessed by the Golden Buddha, remained motionless.
He took another punch!
This was the Dharma body of the Immovable Wisdom King.
It was really terrifying.
However.
Ying Gou punched for the third time.
Next was the fourth punch.
Then, the fifth punch.
Then,
There was no end to it.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's expression.
It was a little ugly.
Yes.
Even if he was shining with golden light.
It was incomparably majestic.
And every punch of Ying Gou came down.
It couldn't shake him in the slightest.
But he couldn't fight back!
No matter how majestic you are.
No matter how dignified you are.
No matter how sacred and inviolable you are.
Like a tortoise, he was pressed down on his shell and beaten violently.
You will also feel very uncomfortable!
But.
The momentum accumulated by Ying Gou's previous punches.
It was like an endless river.
One layer after another.
One layer after another was piled up.
It was as if he was accumulating power.
At first, it was fine to fight back.
But since he had chosen to act cool at the beginning,
Now that he wanted to resist.
It was difficult.
Once he undid the Immovable Golden Body.
Then the power accumulated by the previous punches.
It would howl together in an instant!
At that time.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva felt that even if he didn't die, he would be sent flying by the fist force!
In their position.
There were some things about face.
It was more important than reality.
Ying Gou punched down one punch after another.
Finally.
He finally stopped.
Then.
He took a step back.
He had already floated outside the small ancestral hall.
He floated above the cliff.
In the small ancestral hall.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva stood there with a gloomy face.
He needed time to neutralize the punch force that Ying Gou had left on his body!
This was equivalent to him being trapped by Ying Gou for a short time.
But he didn't care.
Because he knew.
If Ying Gou wasn't weak to a certain extent.
He definitely wouldn't have used such a method.
After all.
In the face of absolute power.
Any crafty plot was a joke.
It was precisely because he didn't have enough strength.
That was why he chose this method.
Ying Gou raised his head.
He looked at the ancestral hall.
He said slowly,
"Do you... know... this... place...?"
Boss Zhou felt like he was brought into the Spring Fragrance Building by an old driver for the first time.
The old driver asked him proudly if he knew the top card here.
"You … should … recognize … him …"
As he spoke,
Ying Gou punched the rock wall.
"Boom!"
The rock wall cracked.
It revealed the purple-gold words inside.
It was vigorous and powerful.
"Mount Tai."
Here.
It was actually the mansion of the former Lord of Mount Tai.
It was also the symbol of the power of Mount Tai!
After the disappearance of the last Lord of Mount Tai.
The ten Yama Kings ascended to the throne and became the true rulers of Hell.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva repaired the original Lord of Mount Tai's palace.
It became what it was now.
Outsiders.
They only saw that his small temple was high and elegant.
But not many people knew.
The difference between elegance and poverty.
Here.
It was not some withered vines, old trees, and crows.
It was the extreme luxury on the wasteland of the Golden Palace Pavilion!
"What do you mean?"
Zhou Ze asked.
"There's... one... move... you... want... to... learn..."
"What?"
"Three Thousand Nether Seas!"
In the next moment.
Ying Gou's figure split into a thousand in an instant!
The group went to the Yellow Springs Road!
The group went to the various halls of the Netherworld!
The group scattered like birds and beasts!
There was only one.
He was still standing at the entrance of the small ancestral hall.
Soon.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva neutralized the superimposed power of the punches.
He walked to the door.
He watched as Hua Xing's clones flew away.
He asked curiously,
"You think a mere clone can stop me at a time like this?"
Bodhisattva was very angry.
The consequences were very serious.
Ying Gou smiled.
He said,
"There's... a... junior... junior... I... am... very... pleased..."
"Oh, who is it?"
"He... asked... me... to... bring... you... a... message..."
Bodhisattva frowned slightly.
Because the Ying Gou in front of him held up a seal with one hand.
Then, the seal began to enlarge.
It turned into dark clouds.
A mysterious power began to brew.
"He … said … that … his … voice … is … too … low … then … let … me … help … him … shout … out …"
Bodhisattva put his hands together.
His eyes were solemn.
Ying Gou held the seal.
Wind and thunder gathered.
For a moment.
Above the sky.
Silver snakes danced.
He shouted in a low voice.