The demonic mist was rolling and the aura was soaring to the sky, and countless of them were terrifying, screaming sharply, wandering around, but they were suppressed by the power of the Pure Land of the Four Directions.

The three ghost kings guarded the edge of the jade coffin, watching the eighteen chains slam into the core of the bitter sea above, countless ink-colored lotus flowers, disillusioned in the bitter sea, deducing all kinds of incredible netherworld scenes such as hell, yellow springs, netherworlds, and the sea of blood, and the phantom of the great sun sitting in the bitter sea also showed subtle changes.

"Is he demonizing the Nyorai Dharma?" Hao Zizhen stood beside Li Haocheng, preventing the three ghost kings from making a move on the Pure Land of the Four Directions, looking at the changes in the Nyorai Dharma Aspect above, revealing a trace of horror.

"It's not really demonized!" Li Haocheng's eyes flashed, and he saw far more than Hao Zizhen.

Knowing that Mrs. Huangquan was not demonized by the Buddha light, but by the subsidiary Buddha light derived from the Buddha light in ten thousand years, he was interfering with the absorption of the Buddha light by the Pure Land of the Four Directions.

"My purpose here is to bring out as many souls as possible who have died tragically, so that they may not be scattered, and secondly, to weaken the power of Lady Huangquan as much as possible, and to cut off her hope of escape. Li Haocheng turned his head to look at Hao Zizhen and said: "Fellow Daoist, I know that you are here to sharpen your sword, but the current situation is not suitable, wait a minute, you help take care of the Quartet Pure Land, and I will interfere with one or two." ”

After speaking, Li Haocheng stepped out, waving the Qingning fan in his hand again, the three ghost kings saw this, and shot at the same time, the strong aura of death and loneliness spread, and the magic light was derived, opening up an illusory dark world, and incorporating the Gangfeng of the Qingsheng into it.

This is the method of dealing with the three ghost kings, the Qing Shenggang Feng of the Qingning Fan is too restrained by the Yin Soul, at this time Mrs. Huangquan is mobilizing the power of the spiritual realm, polluting the Buddha's light, and forcibly competing, which can only affect Mrs. Huangquan's calculations.

"Accommodating Gangfeng?" Li Haocheng picked his eyelids and snorted coldly: "Then you can accommodate me for thirty-three days phantom!"

With a flip of the palm, the thirty-three days of the Azure Linglong Pagoda flew out, the phantom of the power of the heavens appeared, and the clear qi of the nine heavens surged, and the huge phantom cut off the possibility of the opponent's old trick repeatedly.

As a last resort, a ghost king stood up, the infinite yin virtue surging on the top, turned into an acre of clouds, holding a simple oil lamp, the oil lamp was pitch black throughout, the workmanship was rough, but it showed a clear and smooth luster of jade, and the black light flowed back and forth around the lamp body, giving people a sense of coldness, tranquility and eternity.

In the center of the oil lamp, the bean-sized lamp is in the shape of a lotus flower, emitting a turquoise glow, look carefully, the lamp is in the heart of a world of the world, countless yin souls live and work in peace and contentment, a pure land breath of the netherworld is pervasive, barely holding the shadows of the heavens.

At the same time, the ghost king holding the judge's pen, with a flick of the brush in his hand, the black light of the Dao surged, and launched an attack on the Pure Land of the Quartet, and at the same time, bursts of biting yin wind were born in an instant, just with spiritual sense, he felt a chill penetrate the bone marrow, and the Yuan Shen Yin Han was blowing.

The bright and sharp light flashed, Hao Zizhen turned into a sword light, shuttling back and forth between the pure land in all directions, the Dao sword qi was vertical and horizontal, cutting the black light into pieces, and the scattered black light turned into Dao black qi, among which countless human faces squirmed, ghosts cried wolf howls, and continued to spread towards the Pure Land.

Moreover, some black light turned into pieces of crystal snowflakes in the yin wind, and various emotions surged in Hao Zi's heart.

Countless emotional changes, the organization exploded into a bleak and sad mood, as soon as this emotion rose, it quickly turned into a kind of body wronged, misunderstood, inarable, indistinguishable, grief, resentment and anger to the extreme despair and desolation, and then derived from the complete disappointment and discouragement after experiencing the sinister hearts of the people, the emotions are so intense, the heart is so cold that even Hao Zizhen, as a real person in the fairyland, is not immune, and has a moment of distraction.

"Nan Wu - Amitaba Night - Dotagada Night - Dodi Night ......" is really like a monk reciting the Sutra of Rebirth, and the green light in his palm flies out, attracting the Buddha power of Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha, and outside the Pure Land of the Four Directions, layers of Buddha light are derived, resisting the surging black gas around.

Li Haocheng took advantage of the situation to fan the Qingning fan again, and the breath of the Qingsheng surged, and after purifying the black qi and the yin wind and snowflakes, he fanned violently in the direction of the bitter sea, instantly exceeding countless broken souls in the bitter sea, and many of the suffering breaths were also swept away one by one.

"Don't think!" Seeing that Li Haocheng was about to fan the Qingning fan again, the last ghost king guarding the jade coffin shouted angrily, took out a mourning stick, and hit it against the bitter sea, countless unconscious remnant souls suddenly let out a terrible ghost cry, and the rich resentment turned into layers of black mist, stopping Gangfeng.

Although he had the heart to help those dead souls, Li Haocheng was not a soft-hearted person, and he slapped Qingning again, seeing that the other party was more ruthless than himself, Qingyuan crushed those remnant souls, and did not give him a chance to help, but instead manipulated the Thirty-three Days of Cangqing Linglong Pagoda to attack the Sea of Bitterness.

The two of them and the three ghosts entangled and fought with each other for a while, and the Nyorai Dharma on the bitter sea was also distorted and deformed with the light of the Buddha being extracted little by little, the original holy light became dark, and the color of the body also became dark, the face was hideous, and thousands of arms were born behind it, and there was an eye in the palm of each arm, exuding a green brilliance, and sometimes there was a pitch-black tongue of fire around the fingertips, only the position of the center of the eyebrows, there was still a little bit of semi-pure halo like sunlight.

"Let's go!" Li Haocheng looked at the jade talisman Qingguang, looked at the increasingly thin Buddha light of the Great Ri Rulai above, and snorted, and took the lead in pulling the weakest cultivator Zhenru Monk to break through the boundary between yin and yang, and return to the yang world, followed by Hao Zizhen, Dao Ji, Fahai and Mingkong.

"Click!click!click!click!" The jade coffin was broken, Mrs. Huangquan broke the seal, countless dark mandalas crawled all over the void, and the three ghost kings were about to come forward to meet them, but they were grabbed by the evil Buddha above, and eighteen chains pierced into their bodies, and one by one the seal inscriptions full of filthy breath emerged, and countless cold and evil breaths flowed into it, and the three ghost kings had no ability to resist at all, and let out a terrible wail, and their bodies began to expand.

Soon, the python robes on their bodies began to shatter, their long hair turned into poisonous pythons, and their muscles turned into filthy soil and grew, mixed with countless stumps and broken arms, and the black corpse mud gathered on them, turning into either shriveled bones, or fat and swollen arms, twisting and twitching in the filthy soil.

These arms, some of the arms are full of eyes, some of the skin is crawling with lines, some of the palms are open, teeth grow, or nails are sharp, grasping the filthy soil and corpse mud, constantly grasping the buckles, drawing out blood marks, being lifted under the epidermis, are countless filthy things covered with maggots, reddish-brown pus blood and earthy yellow corpse water with a large number of maggots flowing out, dripping little by little, those maggots contact the air, and quickly expand, turning into filthy ghosts, cursing poisonous snakes, climbing around, looking very filthy, disgusting.

These things are the filthy qi that Lady Huangquan has absorbed and accumulated in the Huangquan Spirit Realm over the years, and at this time, he injected them into the bodies of the three ghost kings, urging them to turn into terrifying monsters, and then his mouth opened, and the three ghost kings' somewhat dim primordial gods and talisman magic weapons flew out and fell into his belly.

"Go, stop them!" Lady Huangquan pointed to the Yang World, and after issuing an order to the filthy giant mountain formed by the Demon Buddha and the three ghost kings, she extracted the origin that the Huangquan Spirit Realm could extract at once, and then turned her head and escaped into the depths of the underworld.

Because of the influence of Heaven and the Immortal Buddha, Man and Demon Dao, Jiuzhou Underworld is not unified, among which only Dongyue Taishan Mansion is in charge of the power of the Yin World of Dongyue, and the rest of the Siyue Mansion Monarch is either restricted by humanity or restricted by Buddhism, and has not been able to hold the power of the Yin World.

Now, the sovereignty of the underworld of the Central Shenzhou is in the hands of the Tang Dynasty, and the control of the underworld of the Datang Ghost Kingdom itself is far less powerful than that of the gods.

"Madame, go slowly!" A chuckle sounded, and layers of divine light treasure wheels emerged, and a god wearing a robe of yellow pigment, wearing the crown of Taiyi, wearing the seal of the Yang and Harmony of the Divine Sect, and a pale cyan flame around his body, walked out of the underworld.

"Huang Yuanzhen, Guang Song, Gao Mansion Jun, Datang actually shared the authority of the Yin World with you!" Mrs. Huang Quan's face changed slightly, and she looked at the god of Zhongyue Songshan in front of her.

"It's just mutual benefit!" the god smiled, and then said, "Also, now my god is Zhongyue Songgao Huang Yuan Zhenguang Chongsheng Emperor!"