Return after traveling through one hundred thousand copies

Once again, the space around the divine ax was torn apart, like a black ax blade, attacking with a desperate breath!

Azazel looked horrified, and quickly dodged.

But without a sound, his arm touched a crack in the space, and it shattered and dissipated like a piece of paper.

"!!!"

This is really dead if you touch it, and hurt if you rub it!

With this strength, he is still a prince even in the Great Thousand Realm, so why should he stay in this decaying underworld and human world?

While fleeing, Azazel wanted Huangfu Longdou to beg for mercy.

"Let me go! I can also be your guardian spirit!"

"Then like Yan Ming, was it taken away by you?"

Huangfu Longdou's face was covered with a bronze mask made of spiritual power, like a ghost with fangs, only a pair of scarlet eyes were exposed.

"If a trash like you becomes my guardian spirit, it will not only be an insult to me, but also an insult to the seven great gods who were willing to help me before!"

brush!

Another crack in space flew through the air, almost obliterating Azazel's head.

The fallen protoss touched the demon horns that had disappeared for a small part of their heads, and they really felt the threat of death.

but--

"Seven, seven?"

Azazel seemed to understand something suddenly, first he realized it, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!I see.Huangfu Longdou, if so, what is the difference between you and me? "

He realized that surrounded by Xing Tian, ​​Monkey King and several other martial spirits, there was a high probability that he would not be able to escape.

"The Great Thousand World cannot tolerate such a powerful and free existence! I look forward to the day when you will be reduced to my level!"

"You don't have to bother Dajia, let me take you on the road!"

As soon as Huangfu Longdou raised the ax in his hand, he was about to step forward and cut off Azazel's head, but the fallen gods laughed again.

"Cao Longdou, do you think I'll just catch it without a fight? Since I'm not prepared enough, I'll use myself to wake it up! Wake up, Behemoth from the Demon Realm!"

Azazel turned into a ball of light, and wanted to rush into Tartarus' core chamber with a whoosh.

There is the energy core of Behemoth Behemoth, the ultimate weapon used in his plan to conquer and control the underworld!

But now, he is going to use it to die with Huangfu Longdou and his party, at least give them a hard time!

Azazel turned his soul into a mass of black light at an extremely fast speed, almost immediately rushing into the energy core of the giant Behemoth, using himself as the resource to activate the monster.

But the strange thing is that neither Huangfu Longdou nor Monkey King has any intention of chasing him.

At the moment when Azazel was about to merge with the energy core, a golden light came in an instant!

"Ka!!!"

With a crisp cry, a golden crow came from nowhere as fast as an arrow, piercing Azazel's soul light cluster!

"Golden Crow—?!"

Under the cover of the real fire of the blazing sun, Azazel's consciousness quickly disappeared and turned into ashes.

Standing on a high tower, Hou Yi, who appeared at some unknown time, put away the crimson sun-shooting bow, and a smile flashed in his bright golden eyes.

"Young people nowadays want to launch suicide attacks at every turn, and they don't talk about martial arts at all."

……

Huangfu Longdou's battle here is over, and Chi Che and Xuexiang have joined forces outside to defeat Dragon King Gaiwen.

Kelly and Nora are still fighting.

Under the full moon, Kelly had already lost his mind, but his strength multiplied, pressing down on Nora.

But Nora can turn into a little bat, and can turn into blood and run around, just like a mouse in a tunnel, making it impossible for Kelly to seriously injure him.

However, when Huangfu Longdou and his party surrounded him, Nora surrendered wisely.

Kelly, who had become a werewolf, couldn't control himself, and still wanted to fight Nora.

Huangfu Longdou strode forward with a lunge, swung his arms and twisted his waist, his casserole-sized fist was like a tank firing, and it hit Kelly's head with a thud.

"A cannon that goes straight to the sky!"

boom!

Even in a special fusion state, Kelly was sent flying by this punch.

He flew across the air for tens of meters, broke through three walls in a row, and finally fell into the ruins.

Putting away his fists, Huangfu Longdou said to Kelly who was buried by the bricks.

"Are you awake?"

Kelly, who had exited the special fusion state, shook his head and didn't speak.

He climbed up from the ruins, shook off the bricks and stones on his body, and dispersed the dust on his body with spiritual power, and walked silently in front of Huangfu Longdou.

The biggest BOSS of the kingdom organization died, and Huangfu Longdou, the strategy on how to subdue Honglian, was given to Ying Chengfeng, so he was about to leave.

"Old Ying, I will leave the matter of accepting the Kingdom organization to you, and the Dragon Chess General will be under your command for the time being."

Upon hearing the rumor, Ying Cheng curiously asked Huangfu Longdou.

"Where are you, Ryuto? What are you going to do?"

Huangfu Longdou put on the black coat that Xuanma sent over,

"I've already met Yanming and Xiaoxiao. Next, I'm going to Qianji Heisha to find a few old friends, and by the way, I'll go see what the Hall of Heroes looks like today."

Upon hearing this, Ying Chengfeng felt his head hurt.

"Long Dou, you are here again! Creating an formation with one rider against ten thousand sounds legendary and passionate, but it is also a very dangerous thing at the same time. That is the spiritual domain, which has controlled the underworld for thousands of years. It's a huge monster, and I don't know what else is hidden in my hand. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case!"

"Where are there so many contingencies! With the spiritual power brought by the locust tree, and with the help of the seven martial spirits in my body, this world can be easily visited!"

Huangfu Longdou did not intend to change his plan.

"It's not just Yanming and Xiaoxiao that I've been ashamed of in the past ten years, but also my old friends from the Hall of Heroes. They have been in Qianji Heisha for ten years, and I always have to give an explanation!"

Cover your forehead with the wind.

"You value love and righteousness so much, I don't know whether to say that you are a hero, or that you lack the heroic demeanor of being decisive."

Facing Chengfeng's complaints, Huangfu Longdou raised the corners of his mouth, and slightly opened his thumb and index finger.

"I'm neither a hero nor a hero, I'm just an ordinary person with a little bit of strength."

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

Qianji Heisha, originally the place where the prison boy lived, later became the prison used by Lingyu to hold the soul suppressing general.

The Prison Boy was originally a boy monk in the Song Dynasty. He was favored by the Bodhisattva and gave him the ability to purify the undead.

However, when the time came, the Bodhisattva did not come to pick him up.

Day after day, year after year, the resentment in the prison boy's body, who had never been able to become a Buddha, surged, his face became vicious, and his personality became more and more vicious.

The prison boy has the ability to purify the undead, he can seal the guardian spirit of the soul suppresser, and refine it into his own spiritual power after 49 days.

Mentioned here in Lingyu, he imitated Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who said "the hell is not empty, and he will never become a Buddha" and became the jailer of Qianji Heisha.

On the one hand, this is to suppress and guard the heinous soul-suppressing generals, absorb their guardian spirits, and strengthen their own strength; on the other hand, it is also to hope that the Bodhisattva will see his efforts and save him to become a Buddha.

The Prison Boy has practiced for 800 years and has absorbed countless undead. His strength is quite high, and he has the power to target guardian spirits. Even Xiang Kunlun, the current leader of the Hall of Heroes, is very afraid of him.

But today, after lurking into the spiritual realm, someone took the initiative to enter Qianji Heisha.

Click, click, click...

The sound of cowhide boots stepping on the bluestone slab was very clear, and it could be heard far away in this empty prison.

In Qianji Heisha, the spirit man, who can only eat and die in the cell every day, heard the sound, and crawled up like a dog with a grunt.

Someone grabbed the cell railing, looking at the masked figure below, and said in surprise.

"How dare you escape from prison? Is this guy going to die?"

The spirit man in the next cell shook his head and shouted loudly.

"A face you haven't seen before, it should be a newcomer, right? Otherwise, you won't know how powerful the prison boy is."

"Hey, brothers, get up, have fun watching!"

"Prisoner boy, someone has escaped, prisoner boy!"

Huangfu Longdou, who was lurking in, ignored these rotten people who had lost hope in life and were just lingering in the darkness.

The prison boy, the master of Qianji Heisha.Although he does not have a guardian spirit, the power contained in his body is enough to form a power similar to a guardian spirit.

His left hand has the incomparably domineering power of King Ming, who can summon Fudo Myo-o to attack people;

His right hand has the power of Avalokitesvara to restrain the undead, and can summon Avalokitesvara with thousands of hands to fight spirits.

Coupled with the "vajra body" that has great patience for spiritual power, after practicing for 890 years, the prison boy has never met an opponent!

With so many people yelling, unless the prison boy is deaf, it is impossible for him not to hear.

He appeared from the corner of the corridor with his ears out, and shouted impatiently.

"It's so noisy! What are you all shouting?"

Seeing the prison boy, Huangfu Longdou stood where he was and took off his mask.

"Long time no see, Prison Boy."

"Huangfu Longdou? You, the most wanted criminal in the spiritual realm, dare to take the initiative to come to me?"

The prison boy who looked like a ghost and god had doubts and surprises on his face at first, and then overjoyed.

"Haha! You are such a big devil, if you take you in, you will definitely get a lot of good deeds! Don't worry, when I catch you, I will definitely send you to the best cell!"

Huangfu Longdou said with a frown as he looked at the prison guard boy whose whole body had turned into the shape of good deeds.

"Idiot. How can a mere prison in the spiritual domain represent good and evil? If those imperial envoys commit unjust, false and wrong cases and blame good people, aren't you helping the evildoers?"

The prison boy had already thought of this.

But the Yuling group is the manager of the underworld appointed by Daqianjie, even if there is a problem, it is not his turn to take care of it.

The prison boy clenched his fists, and grinned ferociously from his bloody mouth with his fangs exposed.

"No matter what you say, it's useless! I've got you today!"

"By the way, you don't have a guardian spirit, otherwise I will have to save it. Except for Tang Xiaoxiao, you and I have always disliked you!"

Huangfu Longdou hadn't spoken yet, there was something in him that was upset.

"Who do you say you want to convert?"

In this cold, damp, dark and lightless Thousand Machines Heisha, an incomparably brilliant golden light manifested, as if standing upright.

In the golden light, a figure of a spirit monkey wearing a battle armor and a cassock on its shoulders slowly emerged, looking at the prison boy with an unkind expression.

"A mere child enlightened by Avalokitesvara, a monk who doesn't even have the status of arhat, is also talking about me? Are you comparing yourself to a Tathagata?"

"Fight and win——Buddha?!"

Seeing his boss's colleagues, he still uttered wild words, and the prison boy was so frightened that his legs were trembling.

With a stab, he tore off the disguise of the evil spirit on his outer layer, revealing the real appearance of a monk, then knelt down on the ground with a plop, and bowed to Monkey King.

"Disciple dare not! Prison boy kowtows to see Victory Buddha!"

The prisoner boy was a monk during the Northern Song Dynasty, while Sun Wukong became a Buddha as early as the Tang Dynasty.He naturally knew the other party's name.

The prison boy knocked his head nine times, even the floor tiles were broken, then he raised his head, his eyes were flushed, and he begged Sun Wukong with a look of grievance on his face.

"Victory Buddha! It has been 890 years since the disciples suppressed the evil spirits according to the Bodhisattva's order! I hope that the disciples will ask the Bodhisattva, when will the disciples become Buddhas?"

Seeing that the jailer boy admitted his mistake quite sincerely, Sun Wukong looked much better.

"It's not easy for me to ask. After all, you are from Guanyin, so it's not easy for me to intervene."