The upper and lower yellow springs are poor, and the two places are gone.

Li Zhichang has been in the Netherworld for more than ten days.

With a little care, he can deduce the passage of time according to his own spirit.

Since three days ago, there has been a blue sky in the Miaoyan Palace, and the fairy music has played, and the reeds have been formed.

It turned out that Bixia Yuanjun himself was going to descend to the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring, so there was a divine omen accordingly.

Li Zhichang hides among the ghosts, and he can feel that these ghosts are naturally terrified and reverent.

That deep-rooted worship of the gods is engraved in the depths of the soul.

And his thoughts, there were also some inexplicable emotions welling up.

It's no wonder that this place is built by the divine power of Bixia Yuanjun, and anyone who stays for a long time will be unconsciously moved.

A city of vain death is an underworld.

The Heavenly Emperor's burial place was also created because of the great divine power of the Emperor of Heaven, and it gradually evolved into the country of Chaoyun, the country of immortality, the hill of Xuanyuan, etc., and the inhabitants in it all produced all kinds of incredible magical powers.

Or there are wings under the ribs, or the complexion is dark, and the life span is thousands, or it is well-informed and communicates.

This vain death city was first laid by the Qing Emperor, and then there was an incident where the divine power of Bixia Yuanjun gathered, which created this vain death city that sheltered the secluded people, which could control the reincarnation of one side and connect the yang world.

The omen lasted for three days, and today it was finally so imposing that it could not be overwhelmed, and a colorful cloud appeared out of thin air in the nine gloomy and gloomy skies.

There are dragon horses driving, heavenly maidens attendants, the fragrance of flowers spreads all over the void, and all kinds of incredible miracles. One by one, the ghosts that wander in the city, and the evil ghosts who fight outside the city. All of them were moved, prostrate and bowed down to greet the goddess who was extremely powerful in the void universe.

A streamer of light from Miaoyan Palace was injected into the colorful clouds, which was the incarnation left by Bixia Yuanjun, and at this moment, the real body came, and the incarnation naturally did not exist.

There can be no two heavens, and no two kingdoms can be two.

Ryoma is in good spirits. Swallowing clouds and mist, the incense car behind has a colorful halo circulating.

Finally, it slowly landed on the reeds. Bixia Yuanjun walked out of the car curtain, and Li Zhichang hid behind a building, but he didn't pay attention, and his spirit was full of energy. No~ leak half a little.

Like a big man like Bixia Yuanjun. If you pay a little more attention, you will notice that Li Zhichang does not want to cause more trouble.

It's just that I thought in my heart, this powerful goddess is not enjoying it in the nine days, but she is coming to the netherworld, is there something big about it that will happen.

Around Yin Mountain, there is a sea of blood. Tumbling and rolling, a few demon gods who don't know how many. Outside Yin Mountain, making waves and wanting to swallow Yin Mountain, there are countless Yaksha and blood souls behind it, roaring and howling angrily.

Countless golden 'swastika' symbols are all over the Yin Mountain, forming an enchantment, so that the blood-colored sea water cannot invade a single bit, and even the Buddha's light is like the scorching sun, evaporating the sea of blood.

But that sea of blood is endless, even if the Buddha's light can evaporate a lake of blood in an instant, there is no increase or decrease in the sea of blood itself.

One of the tall bodhisattvas stood on the top of the Yin Mountain, and this bodhisattva was nothing compared to the ten thousand tall demon gods.

But it seems to be able to endure the suffering of sentient beings, to be patient and immovable, and to be deeply contemplative.

There is no earth-shattering treasure light, nor a loud and boundless Buddha name, just quietly watching the demon god make waves.

Then the demon god was tired and dived into the blood-colored waters.

The blue sky in the east reflects the sky, bringing a touch of change to this netherworld.

The Bodhisattva turned his head to look at it, sighed imperceptibly, and said, "Emperor Ziwei, Bixia Yuanjun, what do you want to do?" ”

said that under the reeds of Bixia Yuanjun, something happened.

It turned out that Aoba didn't know when he got on the reed, and actually rode on the dragon horse. Nie Xiaoqian was under the reeds, shouting anxiously.

At this time, the heavenly maiden who came with her was also stunned, this reed peng has its own divine forbidden, not to mention that it is a yin soul with successful cultivation, it is an ordinary ghost and immortal, it is difficult to enter easily.

The little girl in front of her appeared out of nowhere, and there was no warning at all.

Nie Xiaoqian was anxious, although she didn't know what kind of big person Bixia Yuanjun was, she also knew that in this underworld, there was such a pomp, it must be amazing.

Aoba powder carved jade, although a little willful, but it is pitiful, she doesn't want anything to happen to Aoba.

It's just that Lu Peng has divine power like hell, and there is a natural divine forbidden.

Even though Nie Xiaoqian's cultivation is successful, every step forward is extremely heavy.

It's just that she has a resolute temperament and her own unyielding faith, which supports her, even if she is shaky, she actually walks up step by step, and finally breaks through the divine forbidden, arrives in front of Ryoma, takes Aoba's little hand, and lets her come down.

Strange to say, that Ryoma is a different species of heaven and earth, and he is extremely arrogant.

You must know that the general mortal fierce horses have a big temper and are difficult to submit, don't say that they are born dragon horses.

But Aoba rode on it, and he didn't resist anything, and he enjoyed it quite a bit.

Bixia Yuanjun was as deep as water, and the maids around her wanted to scold, but she stopped her.

first looked at Qingye and then at Nie Xiaoqian.

Nie Xiaoqian was glanced at by Bixia Yuanjun, and only felt that the pressure she received just now was more than much worse than now.

That is still the natural power of Bixia Yuanjun, if it is real, even if it is a celestial character, it will be terrifying.

Nie Xiaoqian pulled the reluctant Qingye, bowed down and said, "Niang Niang forgives the sin, the child is ignorant and collided with you." ”

Bixia Yuanjun said lightly: "What a pure yin body, are you willing to be a maid in my palace." ”

Nie Xiaoqian was very embarrassed, and she didn't dare to refuse, at this time, Li Zhichang's voice sounded in her heart, and she agreed to come down.

Nie Xiaoqian had no choice but to nod.

Bixia Yuanjun didn't see joy, but just glanced at Li Zhichang's place.

As for Aoba, although she could see that she was a magic weapon spirit, when she wanted to explore the body, it seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and she couldn't see it really.

Bixia Yuanjun stretched out his hand gently, and there was the light of the moon, and the Taoist scenery of the Ming River was manifested, and the magnificent and magnificent Taoist elephant surrounded the green leaves.

With Nie Xiaoqian's cultivation, he just saw Bixia Yuanjun gently wave his hand and pat it down, as if he wanted to teach Qingye a lesson.

In fact, this is already another battle at the spatial level, and that scene is manifested, and only Li Zhichang and Aoba can see it clearly and understand.

Aoba's tender little ~ mouth, glanced at it.

Li Zhichang was helpless, so he wanted to make a move, but suddenly stopped.

The so-called Daojing is the embodiment of the law of the Great Dao, Bixia Yuanjun has lived in the heavenly realm for a long time, arrogant and lonely, and the mana is boundless.

Therefore, use the Tao and do not use the method to explore the roots of the green leaves, from the three religions or the West.

Since the Five Emperors, it is the battle of Buddhism and Taoism, the great supernatural powers of ancient times, either into the Buddha, or into the Tao, such as the Zhenyuan immortals, the number of less than a palm of the body, each family also knows. (To be continued.) )