The beginning of the wilderness accepts Styx as godson

"It's amazing. This is Yang Li."

In the sky above the nether world, Jie Ying still had lingering fears, and couldn't figure out what was going on with this mysterious saint.

Especially the supernatural power that imprisoned the mana, even a saint like him couldn't get rid of it, so he could only run away quickly, which was really weird.

Hmph, fortunately I transformed sentient beings with one thought, and tried it with the way of clone first, otherwise, when we meet in real body, we will inevitably suffer a big loss.

Now that I know Yang Li's situation, I should be prepared, and I won't be able to deal with him, just avoid him carefully.

They are all saints, whoever is afraid of whom.

Jie Yin smiled, but seeing Styx on the opposite side looking at him in surprise, he felt a little displeased.

"Styx, your godfather is on his way here. He is really powerful. I fought against him, but there was no distinction between him and no one took advantage."

"But there are two saints in my Western religion, and I'm not afraid that he won't obey. When the time comes, I will introduce your godfather to my Western religion, and you will naturally become a patriarch. If you are not ready at this time, what are you doing?"

Styx hesitated for a moment, and pointed to his eye sockets, "Well, the saint who guides you, your eyes..."

With a twitch of his eyelids, he suddenly felt pain in his eye sockets, as if billions of tiny worms were gnawing on his eye muscles, and the pain was something he had never felt in the years of his sanctification.

Staring at himself in shock, he saw his eye sockets were swollen and dark. ,

This……

When I turned my mind back to the Netherworld, I already felt a strange sensation in my eyes, but I only thought it was due to psychological factors.

After all, it was punched by the clone earlier.

At this moment, when I found out that it was not an illusion, but the real body also hurt the eye socket, I was extremely horrified.

Hundreds of millions of clones are all real, sharing the origin with the main body, but they are considered different individuals.

If Jieying is willing, he can incarnate hundreds of millions of sentient beings, each of whom has his own thoughts and will.

Logically speaking, even if such a clone dies, it will definitely not affect the main body.

But the painful eye sockets clearly told Jieyin...

This is the real body of the saint is injured!

Destroying someone's face is still a great shame, let alone a saint who pays more attention to face.

Jieyin was furious at this moment, and he didn't want to do it with the look of sadness on the surface, his eyes almost spewed fire!
Stretching out his hand and throwing it, he led the treasure building to fly into the sky, and slowly expanded, blocking the evil clouds in the entire Netherworld, and making the sky with golden light.

Pointing to the ground, the twelve golden lotus merits and virtues under the seat flew down in pieces, falling into the sea of ​​blood, falling into the dark abyss, the vast Nether Continent, the bloody aura was completely lost, and it had a sacred meaning, just like the Western Buddhist kingdom.

With the blessing of the two magic weapons, Styx is no longer able to control the Netherworld, which is closely connected with his own origin.

At this time, Jieyin is the real master of this world.

See also Jieyin sitting cross-legged, reciting scriptures in his mouth.

The body is illuminated by brilliant golden light, reflecting the whole world.

The aura of the whole body is getting higher and higher, as if it is a volcano capable of devouring the prehistoric, accumulating energy, waiting for the moment of eruption to destroy everything.

After some preparations, we are only waiting for Yang Li to come!

Styx shrank in the sea of ​​blood, his face ashen, looking at all this, at this moment he realized that even if he is a top quasi-sage, the gap between him and a saint is still vast!

"Can the godfather guard against the sneak attack of Jieyin?"

Styx is not sure yet.

Mainly, he never imagined that Jieyin would be so angry, disregarding the saint's spirit at all, to ambush another saint in advance.

……

"Who was the old man just now?"

Yang Li heard Kunpeng mention Jieyin's name, but he had no memory of it.

"That's the leader of the Western religion. He made great ambitions to revitalize the West, create a carefree Buddhist country, and save all living beings in the world."

Kunpeng answered honestly.

When Yang Li heard this, did he have such a big background?
But the Buddhas in the West seem to be the Tathagata, so what about burning lamps, Maitreya and so on?

I have never heard the name of the guide.

Scratching his head, Yang Li couldn't figure it out, and felt that things had become difficult.

According to Kunpeng, this is very similar to the founder of Western Buddhism. His strength... must be at least at the same level as his master, right?

Daluo Jinxian?

No wonder the Asuras couldn't stop them. I felt something in my heart, and I heard Styx's cry for help.

Yang Li had no confidence in dealing with a big Luo Jinxian, but if he didn't save him, Styx would be in danger again.

"Damn it, my godson is so cute and cute, why did he attract such enemies?"

"Isn't Buddhism all about compassion? Uh, that's right. This is known as the leader of the Western religion, but it hasn't developed to the point where it shaves its head. It must be that the teachings have not been clarified. It is estimated that it is now considered a cult."

Seeing that the entrance to the Netherworld was getting closer and closer, Yang Li felt uneasy, not knowing what to do next.

As Jieyin said just now, his own strength can be ranked first in the Western religion, and if he goes, he will be the official leader, and they are all deputy.

Now that I think about it, I can't take it seriously.

Just like the job advertisement in the previous life, it is said that it is a senior manager with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands, but in fact it is still a wage earner, and everyone is called a manager.

Anyway, the godson still needs to be saved.

Yang Li gritted his teeth, and after looking at the system space for a long time, he still took out his firewood chopping sword and swung it around in the air a few times, feeling a little more courageous.

"The strength is a bit weaker, but don't be afraid. When the time comes, you can pretend that you want to talk, and then directly draw your sword and slash over to try to injure the enemy with one move."

Muttering on his mouth, turning over and over in his mind, these are some tricks from his previous life.

After the Kunlun Mountain incident, at least it proved that Master Ma's Hunyuan Taijiquan is reliable, so let's try it out first.

After flying for a while, Yang Li became nervous again, and he couldn't help clenching the hilt of his sword. At this moment, a blue light flashed across the sky, and a middle-aged Taoist with a handsome face and a green robe holding a sword appeared in the sky. Yang Li laughed loudly, "Fellow Daoist, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Yang Li looked over and was taken aback.

"Tiantian?!"

Tong Tian sighed and said with a smile: "Now, fellow daoist, your previous sword chased me so hard. I have always wanted to look for you. I went to Erxian Mountain last time, but I didn't see you back. It's a pity, I didn't expect that it would not be long before I sensed your shocking sword again."

When Tong Tian appeared, Yang Li subconsciously put the firewood-chopping sword away in his arms, fearing that this guy would come to take it again, but after listening to a few words, he saw that Tong Tian didn't seem to be looking for trouble, so he thought about it :

"Fellow Daoist Tongtian, I'm sorry too. After the last farewell, I never forgot your heroic appearance, but because I didn't know your address, that's why I didn't go to fellow Daoist."

Tong Tian's eyelids twitched lightly. He didn't expect Yang Li to be more hypocritical than himself. He coughed and asked, "Fellow Daoist, where are you going?"

Yang Li was waiting for this sentence, and he flew up enthusiastically, "I'm going to the Netherworld to visit my godson, let's go, it's fate to meet, let's go to my godson's place to drink together!"