Netherworld, Netherworld.

King Jizo was sitting upright in the middle of the underworld, and immeasurable Buddha light shot out from him, shining on the entire underworld.

Under the light of this cool and compassionate Buddha, the evil thoughts in their hearts suddenly disappeared, and their souls were blinded, and they swayed into the Buddha land of the King of Jizo, becoming a member of the immeasurable golden light.

With the addition of these wandering spirits, the Buddha's light suddenly became brighter, and the King of Jizo seemed to have eaten some supplements, and the momentum of the whole person was a little stronger.

This is exactly the practice method of the King of Jizo, by tempering these evil spirits in the underworld, so as to strengthen himself, he once made a great vow, saying that "hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha".

Therefore, even if he is now standing at the top of the Great Luo Golden Immortal level, he still does not advance to the Buddha Fruit Rank.

Although the king of Jizo has lived in the underworld for a long time, he is the strongest person in the entire Buddhist gate Daluo Jinxian level, even if the golden cicada was born with a Buddha heart and his reputation has risen over the years, but he can only rank second in Buddhism, because the first place will always be the king of Jizo.

Although Yang Jiao has not been defeated in the Three Realms in these years, the King of Jizo is very confident that as long as he makes a move, he will definitely be able to defeat Yang Jiao, and the reason why he does not make a move is that he wants to fulfill his great wish.

King Jizo closed his eyes and chanted, and his voice suddenly stopped.

"Guanyin's lotus seed, ask for help?" King Jizo flipped his hand, and a broken lotus seed lay on the palm of his hand.

At this moment, a huge golden body of the Buddha suddenly appeared in the underworld, and the extremely rich Buddha light shone lightly, and all the fierce souls within 50,000 meters around the body of the King of Jizo evaporated.

"Jizo see my Buddha Rulai, Amitabha!" King Jizo looked at the huge golden body and saluted respectfully.

This golden body is the master of today's Buddhism - Duobao Rulai.

"At the top of Mount Tai, the Taoist Buddha polemic. The battle ...... Can't be defeated!" The golden body of the Buddha rumbled out, like a thunder roar of the Nine Heavens, clearly echoing in the mind of the King of Jizo.

"Jizo obeys the will of my Dharma!" King Jizo replied respectfully.

"Yes!" the golden body nodded, and then dissipated.

King Jizo watched the golden body disappear, and a strange expression suddenly appeared on his compassionate face, and he muttered, "It seems that this is inevitable. Alas......"

A leisurely sigh sounded, and the figure of the Jizo King quietly disappeared into the underworld.

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At the top of Mount Tai, Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at the two major wargroups in mid-air, a pretty face became more and more ugly, and the hand holding the net bottle trembled slightly.

The red sperm battle is afraid of leaving the grandson, and the scene is not ugly, after all, the two of them are half a pound and eight taels, and no one can help anyone.

But the other battlefield is very vicious.

Taiyi Zhenren had already withdrawn his sword, and nine flaming fire dragons circled around him. The two Bodhisattvas of Manjushri and Puxian are entangled, the dragon is monstrous, the flames are surrounding, and the two Bodhisattvas are burned to blackness, and it is estimated that if they continue to fight, they may be confused.

At this moment, a gap suddenly cracked around Guanyin Bodhisattva, which immediately attracted the attention of the immortals on the sidelines.

A golden light flashed through the cracks, and the wind turned into a monk with a compassionate face. This monk's Buddha clothes are different from other Lingshan monks, not gold and white. It's a bloody red.

"Amitabha, King Jizo, you have finally arrived!" Seeing the visitor, Guanyin Bodhisattva finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his spirit was relaxed.

"Amitabha, I've seen Guanyin Bodhisattva!" King Jizo first bowed to Guanyin Bodhisattva. He immediately looked at the Interpretation Sect Golden Immortal opposite: "Jizang has seen all the Daoists of the Interpretation Sect!"

"Jizo King!"

Seeing the King of Jizo, all the golden immortals of the sect, including Guangchengzi, all had solemn faces.

The so-called shadow of the tree, the name of the person, although the king of Jizo does not walk in the Three Realms. But Wei Mingzi, these old golden immortals are still very big.

At least in the face of him, no one among the veteran Golden Immortals dared to say that he could win, even if he was as proud as Guangchengzi.

"Taiyi Daoyou, this is just a discussion, after all, we all lost, so don't go too far. King Jizo glanced at the golden immortal on the sidelines, and then his eyes fell on the Taiyi real person in the field, and said softly.

"If you don't accept it, just take action!"

Taiyi Zhenren snorted coldly, and then the nine fire dragons roared in unison, turning into two fiery red chains, directly locking the two Bodhisattvas of Manjushri Puxian, who could not resist.

"Taiyi Daoyou, offended!" King Jizo's eyes were calm, and after Taiyi Zhenren took Manjushri Fuxian, his figure flickered, and he came to mid-air and confronted Taiyi Zhenren.

"Humph!"

Taiyi Zhenren waved his hand, and the chain tied Manjushri Fuxian and fell to the ground, and was grabbed by Nezha with one hand below, and he was captured as a prisoner.

"Come on!" Taiyi Zhenren drew his sword and looked at King Jizo.

The face of the king of Jizo was also very serious, his face was cautious, and the rich Buddha light around him lit up, and he was waiting for the battle.

The two sides are full of momentum, and they see that a big war is about to break out.

Suddenly-

"Uncle Shi, let's give this battle to the disciple!" Yang Jian strode out, his hand shook, the three-pointed and two-edged knife was already in his hand, and the battle around him was boiling, rushing straight towards the two people facing each other in the air.

"Anyway, Taiyi Daoyou has already fought a battle, so he asked the poor monk to send this little friend and come to learn from Daoyou again. King Jizo suddenly smiled and said kindly.

When Taiyi Zhenren heard this, he pondered slightly, and then his figure fell to the side of Guangchengzi on the ground.

At the same time, he sent a message to Yang Jian: "Be careful, this person's combat power is strong, and he is not under me!"

Yang Jian nodded confidently, and then his figure flashed and came to the opposite side of the Jizo King.

"My eldest brother said that Buddhism is a group of villains who are different from the outside, and now that I have seen you, I have seen it. Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged knife was held flat, and he said, "Come on!"

"Donor, be careful!" A smile appeared on King Jizo's face, and then the index finger of his right hand pointed out and poked straight at Yang Yangjian.

Before, he called the Golden Immortal of the Sect, and he was all called Daoyou, but when he came to Yang Jian, he was directly replaced by a donor, obviously at this time he had already moved to kill.

"Is that all there is to it?" Yang Jian sneered, and without dodging or dodging, the three-pointed two-edged knife slashed straight out and slashed at the fingertips of the Jizo King.

"Boom-"

A loud roar rang from where the knuckles met, and both sides trembled and stepped back at the same time.

Obviously, both sides used all their strength, and this blow did not distinguish between victory and defeat.

"No wonder I've been looking for an excuse to stay in the underworld, because I'm afraid of being embarrassed!" Yang Jian's figure trembled, unloaded the impact, and said with a sneer.

"The benefactor's tongue is sharp, and the poor monk is ashamed of himself, but he doesn't know that the knife in the donor's hand doesn't seem to be as sharp as in his mouth!"

"Yes, you can take me and try it!"

Yang Jian let out a loud shout, and the three-pointed two-edged knife aimed at the top of the Jizo King's head and slashed straight down, the sharp blade seemed to turn into a big axe that opened the sky, wanting to split the Jizo King's smooth head in half. (To be continued.) )