I saw that the path extended out, but it just fell under the dragon and tiger, the fog was filled, as if there was a bell sounding, and the dragon and tiger that was still roaring the world was shaking under this bell, and the offensive was reduced, and at the same time, I saw that around the path, I don't know when a little blood-colored flower appeared.

At first, there was only a small cluster, but then it stretched out like a fire, and instantly covered both sides of the entire path, and the brilliant blood-colored red flowers swayed in the wind, but it was like a burning fire, and the path seemed to pass through a sea of fire.

Seeing this, Su Xingxuan saw the dust in his hand, and saw the flying sand and stones, the wind suddenly rose, and the countless fiery red petals flew and fell on the dragon and tiger, but they turned into red lotus karmic fire, burning wildly, although the two Arhats who descended the dragon and the tiger were just phantoms, but when they saw the dragon and tiger falling into the sea of fire, their expressions changed, and they hurriedly stretched out their hands to shoot two Buddha lights to rescue the dragon and tiger.

Seeing this scene, the smile on Monk Shiyuan's face froze, looking at the yellow banner that covered the sky and the sun, but he found that he didn't know when he appeared in this space now, and couldn't help but be horrified, "What kind of place is this?"

Seeing the panicked appearance of the monk Shiyuan, Su Xingxuan couldn't help but sneer, "Monk, you don't think that only you like to plan ahead, and the poor road never fights uncertain battles, just when you secretly took the power of the Buddha's bones to manipulate Sang Xiao, the poor road has quietly unfolded this Huangquan ghost mansion, and now you are in my Huangquan ghost mansion, the combat power must be reduced by at least a few percent, relying on the power of the Huangquan ghost mansion, the power of the poor road is almost endless, even if you use the thousand-year luck of Fahua Temple to conjure up the eighteen arhats, it is useless." ”

Hearing this, he then looked at the Divine Dragon and Tiger who was still struggling in the sea of fire, Shi Yuan's face was pale, he glanced at Su Xingxuan, and said angrily, "Sudden Daoist, do you really think that you will win, the poor monk will let you know today that my Eighteen Arhats of Buddhism can shock the three thousand worlds, it is definitely not just talking, the mighty Heavenly Dragon, the Howling Sky Tiger, the Eighteen Arhats, help me subdue the demons!"

With Shi Yuan's big drink, above the Buddha cloud, one by one the Arhats with their eyes closed opened their eyes one after another, Su Xingxuan suddenly felt that the Huangquan Ghost Mansion trembled violently, and the yin qi pillars connecting heaven and earth also trembled violently, almost not being shaken apart by this suddenly enhanced force.

Seeing this scene, Su Xingxuan hurriedly pinched the seal, and saw that the eyes of the eighteen arhats all fell on his body, and the gaze was like substance, the moment it fell on Su Xingxuan, Su Xingxuan suddenly felt great pressure, as if he was carrying more than a dozen mountains on his body at once, and he couldn't help but secretly curse himself for being confused, how could he forget that since the eighteen arhats are called the eighteen arhats, they are naturally able to join forces and form a formation, how can they be judged by such a simple method as the eighteen masters.

At this moment, I saw that the eighteen Arhats were sitting in the clouds one after another, their faces were solemn, as if the heavens were in the world, looking at Su Xingxuan with the eyes of ants, and shouting in unison like bells and drums, "Demon, now that the eighteen Arhats have appeared to subdue demons, you evil obstacle is not fast and quickly ambushed!"

As soon as this voice came out, Su Xingxuan suddenly felt his body shake, and a coercion from the primordial god level suddenly fell from the sky, like an insurmountable mountain, like a boundless sea, and fell heavily on his body, bursts of coercion from the divine soul, making him almost want to bow down and surrender, but he knew in his heart that if he continued to consume it like this, let alone fight, he was afraid that he would not even have the courage to make a hand!

"What about the eighteen Arhats, the poor Dao will let you see it today, your Buddhism has the golden body of the Arhats, and my Taoist also has nine secluded underworlds, eighteen layers of hell, and I will strangle this group of bald donkeys!" A shocking shout, Su Xingxuan thought that his eyes were bloodshot, his face was hideous, and the three thousand avenues in his hand seemed to be infinitely magnified, bringing up a strong wind that split the air, and went straight to the liberation.

With a loud bang, I saw that in the heavy clouds, the path that seemed to have no end instantly dispersed the fog in the sky, revealing eighteen pitch-black spaces, from which a creepy chill emanated, but with the surge of the three thousand avenues, the scene was slowly revealed.

The Hanging Prison, the Secluded Prison, and the Fire Pit Prison, are lonely and lonely, troubled and troubled, all of which are all caused by a thousand karma in life, and are condemned after death. Drunken prison, tongue pulling prison, skinning prison, crying and crying, miserable, just because of disloyalty and filial piety hurt the principles of heaven, the heart of the Buddha and the snake fell into this door. Grinding the prison, smashing the prison, crashing the car, opening the flesh, wiping the mouth and consulting the teeth, it is to conceal one's own injustice, and to use clever words and tricks to harm others. The cold ice prison, the shelling prison, the intestinal prison, the dirty face, the frowning eyes, are all big buckets and small scales to deceive stupidity, causing the disaster to affect itself. The oil pot prison, the dark prison, and the knife mountain prison are trembling, sad and sad, all because of rape and bullying of the good, hiding their heads and shrinking their necks. Blood Pool Prison, Ah Nose Prison, and Weighing Pole Prison, peeling off skin and revealing bones, breaking arms and tendons, only to make money and kill people, slaughtering animals, falling for thousands of years is difficult to explain, sinking forever and never turning over.

I saw that each of the eighteen layers of hell was rushing towards an arhat, and the sins that soared to the sky and the boundless punishment seemed to suppress and exterminate the Buddhas and Arhats.

Seeing this scene, Shi Yuan's eyes flashed with a hint of amazement, a hint of mockery, and the amazing thing was that Su Xingxuan's Huangquan Banner was really wonderful, and even the eighteen layers of hell in the legendary underworld could manifest, and the irony was that these eighteen layers of hell were amazing, but it also depended on who they were used for, and the eighteen layers of hell were all great Arhats who cultivated the Buddha's heart, and the eighteen layers of hell might be able to cause them a little trouble, but they would definitely not be able to trap them, and it was only a matter of time before they were broken.

I saw that the mighty Heavenly Dragon spat out the fire of the world gods and burned the tongue-pulling prison knife to dissolve and cut the pin; the fierce tiger's eyes in the roaring sky were bursting with golden sword qi, and the fire pit and hell shook the mountain; the six-tusked white elephant raised its feet and rushed to attack, and the sword mountain prison that stepped on it was shattered......

Under the successive attacks of the eighteen Arhats, the eighteen layers of hell were like chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow, but after a moment's effort, they were already shattered, and they did not have the same majestic appearance as when they first appeared.

Seeing this, Shi Yuan was sarcastic, "What about that person, now I see it, in front of the boundless Dharma of my Buddhism, your hell is just a paper tiger, it looks scary, but in fact it has no effect. ”