Chapter Seventy-Five: Huangquan Has No Regrets, But there is a bridge

The words are divided into two ends, when Ao Yuan was fighting for life and death in the Hidden Dragon Palace, Sun Wukong and others also entered the netherworld.

"Sixth brother, along the way, you have beaten and scolded, isn't it just plucking a few hairs from you, as for being like an angry little daughter-in-law, staring at me all day long?"

On the netherworld road, the yin wind gusted, and thousands of ghosts wailed, but the four people who came were all supreme gods and demons, where to put such lonely souls and wild ghosts in their eyes, but the stone psychic was full of resentment, and the resentful eyes made Sun Wukong feel uncomfortable.

"How many? I have 76,000 Linghao in my body, and you have pulled out more than 30,000 at a time, you are really not greedy!"

Ignoring Kong Xuan and Maitreya's snickering, Shi Tongling gritted his teeth, if he hadn't been able to beat Sun Wukong, he would have swung his fists at him, so that this lawless monkey could understand what it meant to be a brother, a friend, and a brother.

While a few people were fighting, in the distance, there was a huge roar, and several huge coercive forces collided fiercely, stirring up the turmoil in this netherworld.

"Emperor Realm, there are actually more than a dozen Emperor Realm fighting in the underworld!"

Kong Xuan's five-colored divine light opened up behind him, his eyes were full of vigilance, and Lingshan Maitreya put away his smile and held a pair of golden cymbals, cautiously.

Although Shi Tongling is the emperor realm, after all, his soul is lacking, among the four people, he has the least supernatural power, but he only carries the true qi of his body, and barely stands in this monstrous power.

Only Sun Wukong, not only this coercion has no effect on him, and even a fanatical look blooms in his eyes, if he doesn't care about the safety of the other three, he is afraid that he will rush forward and fight for a while.

"There is a breath of birdman named Satan, he is not weak, but now the breath is obscure, and he is clearly injured. This breath is from Yama, what an old boy, he is actually an emperor realm cultivator, but he has worked hard to hide it. Hey, this is the breath of the Bodhisattva of the Earth, but it is the cultivation of the Buddha's karma, Maitreya, the cultivation of this guy can be above you, why does Lingshan only allow him to be a Bodhisattva?"

That Jizang is quite low-key on weekdays, living in the depths of the underworld for a long time, when Sun Wukong made a big fuss in the underworld, he only saw it from afar, but he didn't want to be a great power of Buddha's cultivation.

"Senior Brother Jizo guards the underworld, surpasses the soul, and makes a great wish, hell is not empty, and he vows not to become a Buddha. The little monk is naturally quite inferior. ”

Maitreya clasped his hands together in admiration.

Sun Wukong wanted to ask again, but the stone psychic opened his six ears together, and suddenly, his face turned pale.

"There are also nine emperors, who are actually the relics of the ancient gods, listening to the tone of the guy, but they have taken refuge in the Shiva world, and this time they came to the underworld to be a pioneer for the powerhouses of that world. No wonder, there is no Emperor Realm cultivation, but the means are monotonous and boring. Seventh brother, don't worry about us and others, just let go and fight. ”

"Sixth brother, General Confucius, Maitreya Buddha, be careful!"

The Seven Great Sages have known each other for many years, and they know each other's temperament well, seeing that Shi Tongling is so serious, and Sun Wukong also knows that the matter is very important, and he doesn't say much, just a little clenched his fist, and it turned into a golden light, which was fleeting.

The God Emperor Pangu is a megatron, but its origin is the ancient gods.

This ancient god clan is the indigenous gods of this world, and it is quite similar to the supernatural powers of the Shiva world, all of them rely on their own natural supernatural powers, relying on the precipitation of time in exchange for powerful power.

It's just limited to talent, the supernatural powers of this clan, the strongest one is just equivalent to the Immortal Dao Ancestor, the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan, and there is no more existence.

It's just that this ancient god clan has been depressed for a long time, and since the fall of God Emperor Pangu, there has been no trace of the ancient gods in the Three Realms for tens of thousands of years.

"Old ghost Yama, Jesus and Jehovah, the two lonely souls and wild ghosts have fallen into this realm, alarming Lord Fengmeng, the fall of this realm is a foregone conclusion, why bother so hard for this heaven and earth?"

"Even if you were once a conqueror, but now you are just a stubborn old dog. After all, even the Great Sun Candle Dragon, who reigns over the world, would rather be reincarnated than endure these lonely years. Don't you really think that you can compete with the world of Shiva just by relying on the chaotic corpses and chatting with a few pioneers in the world of Yamafuti?"

"Wake up, you are nominally to watch the corpses of Chaos, but in fact, it is not to wait for someone in this world to inherit the inheritance of Chaos, lead you, and kill back to the Shiva world!"

"Don't be stupid, do you know that Jesus and Jehovah, in order to be able to hide in this world for a long time, actually brazenly agreed to the conditions of the Lord. While stirring up disputes in the Yang World and causing countless supernatural beings to fall, he secretly made his hands and feet in the reincarnation, allowing the powerful souls above the immortal ladder to flow to the Shiva world and become a delicacy for the great powers of all parties to nourish the soul. In the world of Yan Futi, eighty percent of the gods and demons with extraordinary talents have become the dishes of the powerhouses of the Shiva world. Otherwise, with the chaotic aura, how could only a few pioneers be born?"

A flirtatious woman dressed in a bewitching manner, with a pair of peach blossom eyes open, looked at the fallen Yama with a playful face.

"Amaterasu, you are also a god born in this world, but you have taken refuge in the Shiva world, and you are willing to be a lackey, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are ungrateful. ”

Without waiting for Yama to answer, a loud shout came from beside him, but it was Satan who was injured and besieged by three Emperor Realm powerhouses.

It's just a battle in the imperial realm, it's child's play. Satan was slightly distracted, and was struck in the back with a giant knife by a wild man with a disheveled head.

"Fight with me and the other three, and care about your own life and death first!"

A middle-aged scribe with a feminine face and seemingly elegant face, but holding a big axe, stood aside, and said to Satan who was in a bitter battle.

"Wu Gang, you flirt with Chang'e, turn your back on Hou Yi, and be disloyal and unjust, but you are a rat!"

But it was Yama who was lying on the ground, who disdained Wu Gang as a person and scolded him.

That Wu Gang was exposed to the sore spot, and he was immediately furious, raised the big axe in his hand, and slashed towards Yama fiercely.

"Hey, it turned out to be the frivolous man who tried to seduce Chang'e and was chased by Hou Yi for thousands of miles, he should be killed. ”

A golden light fell from the sky, and there was a boundless huge force that attacked Wu Gang with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Wu Gang's face was shocked, and he could only do his best to change the split into a block.

"Smack!"

Hearing only a crisp sound, the Hundred Refining Giant Axe, along with Wu Gang himself, actually disappeared under the golden light.

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In the dignified emperor realm, his body collapsed without even taking a move from the other party, and all the strong people in the field were shocked.

"Sun Monkey, don't worry about us, go and grab back the Nai He Bridge!"

Seeing this familiar golden light, Satan's heart was overjoyed, but the first thing he said was not to ask Sun Wukong to rescue them.

In the distance, there is a miserable white paper bridge, surrounded by gloomy atmosphere.

There was a black hole the size of an acre suspended on it, which seemed to have infinite gravitational force, ignoring the resistance of the yin qi and slowly inhaling the paper bridge.

The bridge is engraved with eight large characters:

Huangquan has no regrets, but there is a bridge.