Hearing the angry voice coming from the pitch-black ice behind him, Ye Han couldn't help but jump slightly from the corners of his eyes, as if he was a little weak-hearted, but the speed under his feet was three points faster again.

And when the voice in the Xuan Ice came out, the footsteps of the Wheel King and the King of Chu Jiang suddenly trembled slightly. Behind them, the other eight jade statues of the gods also trembled at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Mo said Ye Han, even the old man in the Xuan Ice was a little numb.

The Ten Palaces of Yama, which were all famous in ancient times, even if no one worshiped them after thousands of years, their breath was still not annihilated, and the resurrected King of Chujiang and the King of the Wheel were even more condensed into the law phase, comparable to the royal road.

The wheel that tears the soul and the water of the Yellow Spring that corrodes the heavens and the earth all have the power to destroy the Martial King.

What would happen if all the ten Yamas recovered?

The old man in the dark ice suddenly wanted to turn around and run, but at this time he found that he was still sealed in the dark ice, and this pitch-black ice block was stuck in the solid ice formed by the turbid river.

The Qing Ying Sword Spirit suddenly felt a little cryless without tears, but before he could react, the turbid Huangquan River water stirred again, directly crossing the Wangchuan River that had turned into ice, and covering it towards the pitch-black ice.

And the Wheel King, who shot at the same time as King Chu Jiang, had a much greater momentum, and the wheel disk instantly skyrocketed a hundredfold, almost turning into a Tianyu, and among the six pitch-black whirlpools, a cold voice came out.

As the indifferent voice fell, one of the six whirlpools, one of which was located in the lower left, suddenly swelled several times, squeezing the other five whirlpool gates to the edge. In that whirlpool, a huge "ghost" character manifested, which made people's hearts shocked.

In that whirlpool, there seemed to be countless wails of unjust ghosts, and if they fell into it, they were afraid that they would fall into eternal life.

Facing the water of the Yellow Spring that covered him, and the reincarnation disk that stood up to the heavens and the earth, the voice of the old man in the cold ice seemed to suddenly condense, and a surging breath came out of it.

"When you enter the ghost road, you can't turn over?!hehe......"

"It's just two pseudo-gods cast by the Jade God Sect back then, and they have been worshiped for many years, and they really think that they have become righteous gods?

The vast aura spread out from the black ice, and a bright golden light lit up from it, and the astonishing aura outlined in the void, and in the blink of an eye, a huge phantom was condensed.

The phantom is a solemn deity, wearing an eight-treasure glazed crown, wearing a nine-treasure robe, holding a jewel in his left hand and a tin staff in his right hand, and sits on a beast with a tiger's head, a single horn, a dog's ears, a dragon's body, a lion's tail, and a unicorn foot.

The divine beast stepped into the air, and the phantom shadow sat on its back, exuding immeasurable golden light, it was a god, sitting on top of the nine heavens.

Seeing this god above the void, Ye Han seemed to squint his eyes slightly, although the expression on his face was not revealed, but there was a trace of doubt in his heart, no matter how he looked at it, this kind of divine power did not look like a sword spirit could be used.

If there is a tantric practitioner here, you will be able to recognize that this treasure and solemn deity is the legendary deity who sits in the Hell Stygian Sea, incarnates Jiuhua, and makes a great wish, "Hell is not empty, you will not become a Buddha, all sentient beings will be exhausted, and you will prove Bodhi".

Netherworld Master, Jizo King Bodhisattva!

In the face of the swept Yellow Spring of the Underworld and the reincarnation vortex of the Ghost Dao, this god seemed to throw out the orb he was holding in his left hand, turning into an astonishing divine light to illuminate this divine platform.

The surging yellow springs all collapsed, the black qi dissipated, and the huge reincarnation also disintegrated in the blink of an eye, and the huge wheel disk seemed to emit an overwhelming wail, and the figures of the two Yamas retreated in unison.

And at this moment, the remaining eight god jade statues all bloomed with black divine light, and the vast divine qi suddenly woke up, and eight more ghost kings stepped forward, eighteen purgatory, manifesting in the void.

Wangxiangtai, the judge's hall, the ghost gate......

The shadows of the Dharma Phases manifested above the Nine Heavens, outlining the images of the Netherworld, a picture of the gods of the underworld!

And when the ghost king of the ten directions manifested, there seemed to be a roaring sound from this side of the divine platform space, and the shadows above the nine heavens gradually became thicker, and between heaven and earth, a vast aura slowly brewed and emerged.

And on the opposite side of these ten ghosts and gods, the old man in the cold ice seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and let out a muffled snort, his voice was a little hoarse, and he shouted in a low voice: "If I smell it, I will prove Bodhi!"

As these words sounded, the Jizo King in the void seemed to be given life, and his left hand was raised in front of his chest, as if he was looking at the World-Honored One.

The vast golden light reflected the sky, and the sound of Sanskrit chanting echoed on the altar, and the Zen staff in his hand pointed forward, and an indifferent voice echoed out.

The divine light filled the sky, turning into a red golden treasure seal and manifesting in the sky, and heading towards the ten ghosts and gods.

The Jizo King Bodhisattva is said to be the god of the Ten Yamas, manifesting his true body and sitting on the River Styx, crossing thousands of living beings before he can attain the path of Bodhi.

He possesses immeasurable divine might, but this is only an illusory shadow after all, and in the face of the Yama who has evolved into the Law of the Ten Halls, he is still inferior by half a point after all.

The golden Dharma seal sank in the eighteen-fold purgatory, and the black divine light reflected on the sky, dissolving the color of divine radiance, and evolving this divine platform into a real underworld divine domain.

When the Dharma of the King of the Earth was dispersed, the divine power above the sky seemed to finally manifest, and an indescribable coercion descended on this divine platform.

Above the Nine Heavens, within those black clouds, thousands of black divine chains even derived, piercing towards the huge black Xuan Ice.

The thousands of divine chains, each of which seemed to be alive, each of them seemed to be transformed by a god, and dense divine patterns appeared on it, exuding a divine light that is difficult to describe in words.

Thousands of divine chains hung down from the sky, aiming straight at the black ice.

And the ten Yama ghosts and gods stood in front of that Xuan Bing, looking at the scene of the Heavenly Dao slaughtering gods, panicking at the power of the heavens, as if they were punished by the gods.