Chapter 1145: Nether knife out!

"Netherworld can't stop the Dragon Emperor's footsteps."
A faint voice sounded, and Houtu's eyes fell on the top of his head, as if it could penetrate the netherworld.
"The Dragon Emperor's goal is the endless airspace, and Netherworld is just a place for him to temporarily settle down."
Hearing this, Earth Count subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the top of his head, and the doubt in his expression became more and more serious.
After hesitating for a while, Earth Count bowed and said: "The minister is willing to follow your Majesty."
Houtu smiled slightly, his bare hands slightly raised, and countless purple streamers gathered.
Tubo was taken aback for a moment, and then he found that the purple light in front of him became more and more prosperous, and a breath of prehistoric nature radiated from the purple light.
When Ziguang slowly contracted, only a long knife appeared in front of Earth Count.
"Niang?"
With a look of doubt on his face, Earth Count looked at the long knife in front of him in a daze, and he couldn't help but feel stunned.
The long knife in front of him should be a magic weapon, but he has never seen it in the underworld.
The aura on this is also extremely strong, it should not be a common product, but I have never seen the empress use this magic weapon.
"This is the magic weapon of the Nether Realm."
As soon as the voice fell, Earth Count trembled all over, staring at the long knife in a daze, his body trembling involuntarily.
"This, my life magic weapon!?"
His eyes were full of nostalgia, and Houtu's eyes fell on the long knife, with a trace of memory on his smiling face.
"When my palace opened up this nether world, I accidentally discovered that there was a ray of innate aura in the nether land, and it had nothing to do with the heavens guarded by the heavenly palace back then. It was a truly independent existence."
"The name of this knife is the Netherworld knife, and it is made by the solidification of that innate energy."
"The palace relied on this knife to open up the world, a total of 18 sub-mansions, and since then, this thing has not been used."
In the words, the look on Houtu's face did not change much, as if he was narrating an extremely simple and trivial thing.
Open up the Netherworld, and explore the 18th underground palace.
This kind of feat is not something that ordinary saints can easily do. After all, although this move is not comparable to the world, it is also extremely rare.
You know, back then, the ninety-nine heavens in the sky were created by countless ancient sages and many sages.
But the empress was just her own power, and she opened up this nether world.
The Earth Count watching this scene was extremely excited.
The magic weapon of the Netherworld? This is equivalent to the existence of the Innate Treasure, and even when used in certain places and locations, the power will be far greater than the Innate Treasure.
For example, using this magic weapon in the Nether Realm will definitely be able to suppress other innate treasures.
Because this Nether is his home court!
While the earth Count was excited, a trace of doubt gradually emerged on his face.
Good point, what did the empress do with this magic weapon?
His face was full of doubts, and Earth Count heard Hou Tu's explanation before he could ask.
"I have been hiding this thing because there is no such weapon worth using in the Netherworld."
Houtu raised his head with a smile on his face. It was rare to jokingly said: "When the Dragon Emperor came here, compared to him, I almost couldn't help using this thing."
Earth Count was taken aback for a moment, and then he thought for a moment why the empress didn't use it.
Most of them felt it, and if they used this thing, it didn't have much effect, and they might even have a complete relationship with Zhenhai Dragon Palace.
Slowly stood up, Houtu walked slowly to the front of the nether sword, stretched out his hand and stroked the knife, and then said: "This thing has the purpose of cutting the cause and effect of the netherworld. I took it out this time to let you Give this thing to Huang Long."
"Venerable Yujian!?"
Earth Count looked at Houtu in surprise, a trace of puzzlement on his face.
Good point, what do the people at Zhenhai Dragon Palace do?
Seeing Earth Count's appearance, Hou Tu was not surprised, just chuckled and said: "The Jizo must die in Huanglong's hands. This is inevitable."
"But Ksitigarbha is the person who founded the Ten Temple Yama in Netherworld. After the Ten Temple Yama is suppressed, Ksitigarbha will usher in his ultimate battle."
"In this battle, it is not enough for Huang Long to kill Ksitigarbha."
Hearing this, Earth Count frowned. He seemed to understand something, but he didn't seem to understand anything.
Frowning at Houtu, the Earth Count at this time seemed to find that he hadn't caught the moment of contact.
"Orthodoxy, there is also causal luck."
When Houtu's voice sounded, Tubo was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly widened his eyes, looked at Houtu Niangniang with an incredible expression, opened his mouth, but found that he didn't know what to say.
What I can't remember for a while is luck!
Ksitigarbhas once edicted the ten temples of Yama, in order to suppress the Qifu of the underground for his Western religion.
Although the Three Halls of Yama has already died, it does not prevent him from seizing the underworld luck for his own use.
In addition to the fact that Western religions have been cultivating the netherworld in the past few years, the turmoil in the world has strengthened the orthodoxy a lot, and it does not look like a ruin.
After hesitating a little, Earth Count said: "Niang Niang, although the Dongyue Difu is extremely strong, but this Western religion is not so easy to be wiped out."
"After all, there is more than one person hiding in this nether."
Houtu smiled slightly and said, "You mean Huanglong can't deal with Ksitigarbha?"
Earth Count shook his head: "The second sage in the West has not been traced so far. I am afraid that it is in this underground palace. The Dragon Emperor is in retreat. Huanglong alone cannot deal with the three."
Earth Count's worry is not unreasonable. After all, this Western Second Sage hasn't been traced for a long time, and it is very likely that he is in the Netherworld.
Among the three, two of them are saints, while the Royal Sword Venerable Huang Long is just a quasi saint.
Hearing Earth Count's concern, Hou Tu didn't get angry, but shook his head with a smile on his face, and then said, "Be more confident, and it will be possible to get rid of it. The Second Sage of the West is in the Netherworld."
Earth Count was taken aback for a moment, then his face changed drastically.
"Are they really in the Nether Realm?"
"It hasn't been long since Jizo entered the Netherworld, the second sage of the West entered the Netherworld. Apart from the saints in the world, no one knows their tracks."
Hearing this, Earth Count frowned instantly, and then said: "If this is the case, why would the Dragon King allow them to stay in the Nether?"
"Then you have to ask the Dragon Emperor."
Hou Tu smiled slightly, his eyes full of smiles, but the coldness in the depths could not be concealed anyway.
She didn't know why the Dragon Emperor did this, but Ji Zang must die this time.
There was a flash of light in his eyes, Houtu looked at Earth Count with a smile, and said: "Besides, who said Huanglong is just a quasi-sage?"
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