Prime Minister, I Understand

However, this is the underworld, and the Western religion is just an arhat sitting in charge.

Therefore, after Hou Luo and his party stopped the four arhats, the rest of them were breaking the formation.

"Brother Pan."

"Hey." Samsara Disk laughed: "Understood, it's my territory anyway, but I can't help you break the formation, but I can tell you where the nodes are."

Saying that, the wheel of reincarnation hovered between Xiu Li's eyebrows, and in Xiu Li's line of sight, spots of light appeared on the large barrier.

Xiu Li took a deep breath, raised his hand and threw it out of the Naihe Bridge!

The Yin-Yang Dao then fell, and the Naihe Bridge fell into the underworld on one side, and hit the weak point of the big formation on the other side.

The two sides were at a stalemate for an instant.

"Do you need me to help you?" Li Mutang next to him rubbed his hands and asked.

"Brother Li, don't worry."

As Xiu Li said, within the sea of ​​consciousness, the white jade poplar branch, the golden light bell, and the purple orchid rosary flew out at the same time, smashing into the three nodes of the formation.

On the three magic treasures, the Buddha's light is shining, and the golden light of merit is shining.

The big formation that was in stalemate with Naiheqiao burst open at this moment!

And those underworld ghost messengers jumped directly onto the Naihe Bridge and rushed towards the big formation.

"Not good!" Confluence Arhat's face turned pale: "The most precious Naihe Bridge! Xiu Li is here too, we were fooled!"

In that formation, there are still quite a few novice monks from the Western religion, most of whom are Nascent Soul cultivators, and there are also a few from the Zifu.

Their existence was originally to make these little devils work.

At this time, a gap was opened in the formation, and the ghost messenger broke in with a large amount of Yin energy. After all, this is the underworld, a place where the dead stay.

Immortals come as soon as they come. Nascent Soul enters the underworld, that is courting death. When Xiu Li came, there was a golden fairy next to him to protect him.Later, there was a book next to him, and Samsara opened the back door.

But it is impossible to expect the reincarnation disk to open the back door to Western religion.

Therefore, those Nascent Souls have all sacrificed magic weapons to protect themselves, and the Zifu still have some ability to resist.

But the ghost messenger who rushed in had already shouted: "If you don't do it, we won't do it! Protect yourself first, otherwise you will die in the underworld, but you will go directly to the underworld!"

The monks in this group of formations were all dumbfounded.

It's all like that outside, didn't you come in to deal with us?What is that for?

But right away he knew what these ghost messengers were doing here.

I saw these ghost messengers one by one take out the soul-calling banners, which are used by ghost messengers to lure souls. If you obey, you will follow the soul-calling banners.

Those living souls who were forcibly drawn up by the Western teaching formation to work were attracted by the soul-calling banner at this time, and they all put down their work and began to move with these ghost messengers.

Among these living souls, there are many ghost cultivators brought in by the Western religion before, and facing them...

It's the hook in the hands of the ghost messenger!

And where did these souls go?

I saw ghosts lined up, and groups of living souls were attracted by the soul-calling banners, stepped on the bridge of Naihe, and then...

Walked back into the underworld!

Chapter 490 Three: Fate with me

The Naihe bridge leads to the big pit of Western religion on the one hand and the Yellow Spring on the other.

The members of the Western Cult inside were defending against the invasion of the underworld, and watched helplessly as those souls that had been caught with great difficulty returned to the underworld one by one.

But what can they do but watch?

This group of ghost messengers is the same as their own family in this underworld, with the same cultivation base, they are not affected by the underworld at all, and they are alive and well one by one.

It's like a ghost messenger who is equivalent to Yuanying has just been beaten to death by a sneak attack by a ghost cultivator.

He ran to the side and lay down on the ground for a while, nourished by the spirit of the underworld, and he recovered after a short while.

The ghost cultivators were taken down by the hook, and the living souls were sent back to the underworld.

And the people of the Western religion don't do anything now, because they found that, just like what these ghost messengers said, as long as they don't move, no one will trouble them.

"Good job!!" The reincarnation disk in the sky was excited: "Taiyi, they will fill up their big hole in a while!"

"I don't think there's enough time," Xiu Li said.

How should I put it... Is this considered to be the liberation of slave labor?

Really, even if you die.

Anyway, let me ask you if you are willing or not!

On the other side, as there are more and more ghosts here, the four Arhats are clearly at a disadvantage.

That Confluence Arhat was the one who was the most ungrateful before, so he was beaten up at this time, and he, who had been injured before, stared angrily at this time: "You guys are too deceitful! I really think that there is no one in the Western Cult!"

"There are so many coercive words!" Hou Luo was about to raise the knife and go up again, but found that the Buddha's light burst out suddenly in the Confluence Arhat's body.

Under the universal illumination of the Buddha's light, many ghost generals had no choice but to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.

But this Buddha's light is obviously not for dealing with these people. The Buddha's light soars to the sky, as if it wants to tear a hole in the sky of the underworld!

Samsara Pan's face changed: "Damn it, is this guy crazy? You didn't kill him, and he actually wanted to open a passage in the underworld!"

Xiu Li blinked: "What will happen?"

"Wandering souls leave the underworld, and living people enter the underworld. There are only a few entrances to the underworld. This guy... is equivalent to smashing a hole in the wall of my underworld."

"Brother Pan, why don't you stop me?"

Samsara curled his lips: "No, there is something messing with him. If the barriers of the underworld were opened so easily, this underworld wouldn't exist for so long."

As the sound of the reincarnation disk fell, I saw that the golden light had torn a crack in the sky above the Hades.

But on the opposite side of the crack, it is not the confluence monk and other reinforcements.

Rather.....

Just hear a roar!

A thunder of scourge suddenly fell from the sky!

There is no robbery cloud in this underworld, but it does not mean that you will not be condemned by heaven.

After all, the Underworld is not the residence of saints, it belongs to this world!

"Hehehe." Samsara smiled and said, "Look, you must have been struck by lightning."

Under a thunderstorm, the Confluence Arhat's body suddenly fell from the sky!Lying directly on the ground, there is more air intake and less air output.

Xiu Li was taken aback: "Fuck? So cruel?"

Although it wasn't as strong as the Golden Immortal Calamity, a thunderbolt killed the Celestial Arhat, which shows the price of trying to destroy the barriers of the underworld.

Xiu Li looked at the sky again, the crack was slowly repairing.

Xiu Li's heart skipped a beat, and he saw another thunderbolt falling from the sky!

Only one explosion was heard.

The confluence arhat was completely exhausted of his immortal power, and was instantly enveloped by the death energy of the underworld.

"Huh? Why are there two?"

Xiu Li shrugged his shoulders: "Maybe it's to make an example to others."

Samsara Pan nodded, but his eyes suddenly turned to the distance: "The Bodhisattva is here, this kid is here to send a letter, he still has a breath, kill him quickly!"

Hou Luo from below watched Confluence Arhat get hit by two thunderbolts, and was immediately overjoyed, and rushed over with a knife in hand.

An Arhat in the air tried to block it, but they were all bounced away by the black and red sword in Hou Luo's hand.

This guy looks like he wants to take the life of this Confluence Arhat.

It was also at this time that the golden light was flourishing in the west!

An angry Buddha voice sounded: "Hou Luoer dare!"

The moment the voice sounded, Hou Luo only felt a sudden shock in his heart, and a mouthful of black blood spewed out of his mouth.

To the west, a big light bulb is coming quickly!

"Damn it, see if I dare!" Hou Luo suddenly raised the black and red saber in his hand, and in an instant, he was next to the Confluence Arhat, and the big saber slashed at the Confluence Arhat fiercely.

The corner of Xiu Li's mouth raised, and he said in the air: "Hou Luo, stop."

"Buzz"!The big knife stopped at the tip of the confluence Arhat's nose!

Terrifying dead air suddenly exploded around!

Xiu Li fell from the sky, Hou Luo quickly saluted: "My lord."

Xiu Li looked not far away, and a guy like a searchlight was floating in the air.

Xiu Li cupped his hands towards him: "God Knowing Bodhisattva, we meet again."

"Xiuli!" The God Knowing Bodhisattva looked at the chaos here, his face was full of anger: "You did it, right?"

In the air, Samsara frowned and said, "What is Tai Yi doing? Cut it off!"

Li Mutang was not in a hurry: "Don't worry, don't worry about Tai Yi's loss. He must have his reasons for not killing the killer. Just watch the show."

Xiu Li nodded slightly, then looked at Hou Luo next to him: "What did you tell me when you came out? Although we are following orders, even if there is a conflict, don't kill him."

When Hou Luo heard this, he immediately laughed and said, "My lord, I didn't kill you."

"Look at this confluence arhat is like this!"

"It was struck by lightning."

Only then did Xiu Li look at the God Knowing Bodhisattva: "Ah, you heard it too, we didn't do this confluence."

"This is what I'm talking about!" Even the golden light suddenly appeared around the Bodhisattva, and he shouted angrily, "Stop!"

A group of ghost messengers looked up at the Bodhisattva in the sky who looked like the sun in the underworld, and then looked at each other.

Then, a ghost messenger of the Yan Luo tribe waved the soul-calling flag in his hand: "Come, come, don't squeeze, don't squeeze, one by one."