Chapter 1167: Hidden in the earth, the disaster of the dark

The black lotus gudou with a faint faint light attracted almost everyone's attention.
And with the emergence of Hou Tu, even the Western Two Saints realized that something was not quite right.
The two of them had never noticed this change in the golden lotus. Perhaps they were attracted by the effects of the golden lotus in front of them, or they never thought that the magic weapon refined by Western religion would have problems.
Huang Long looked at Houtu and said with a calm expression: "Houtu Empress, you should know this thing."
"Naturally is cognition."
There was no change in Houtu's complexion, even his tone was exactly the same as before, staring at the black lotus that had not yet bloomed.
"The name of this object is Black Lotus. It has the same line as the thirty-six-rank lotus platform produced by Heavenly Dao. One good and one evil are clearly distinguished, but it has never been in the world."
As he said, Houtu stared at the Western Second Sage with a cold expression, and said with a cold voice: "My palace entered the ghostly place back then, and found that this place is incompatible with the same heaven and Tao, almost to the point where everything will be reversed. Anything that can be found in this Netherworld is extremely reverse."
"Black lotus is one of them. This thing hasn't derived 36-rank, but only 12-rank, but even so, it is also a rare lotus platform."
"Back then, the main palace planned to refine this thing, but accidentally discovered that this thing gathers all the evil things in the world, and it can't be refined at all. What's more terrible is that this thing has developed spiritual roots."
"what!?"
The leading Taoist stood up abruptly, staring at Houtu, his body couldn't help shaking.
"Heh~" Houtu gave a sneer, watching the Taoist lead sneer and said: "What golden lotus, it's just black lotus."
As he said, Houtu glanced at the sacred Jizo, and sarcastically said: "Your Western-speaking Jizo is just deceived by the black lotus, thinking that he has evolved the golden lotus transformed by the Netherworld Heaven. A very evil person, who has been busy for a long time, making wedding dresses for the black lotus."
"To put it bluntly, it's silly to practice cultivation?"
Fu Hai’s ridicule sounded, but no one was going to refute Fu Hai. The Taoist's hands trembled slightly, and after looking at each other with the Taoist, he murmured: "It's trouble."
The original self-confidence disappeared, and the leading Taoist looked at the black lotus bones floating in the air, and his heart sank to the bottom.
If what Hou Tu said is true, this thing must not be the body of Black Lotus. As for the Black Lotus, they didn't have the slightest preparation.
The Western religion evolves the Ten Temple Yama, and now it seems that the biggest beneficiary is actually a spiritual black lotus.
Their dignified saints are actually played like this?
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the leading Taoist waved a single hand, and a golden light flashed, and the flower bone floating in the air was easily torn by the golden light.
"boom!"
There was a dull sound, and the flower bone burst suddenly, turning into countless black petals and spreading out.
"What is the effect of destroying this black lotus?"
The sarcasm sounded, and I saw that Houtu looked at the leading Taoist who suddenly shot with a sneer, and stretched out his hand to catch a petal.
The petals burned instantly, and a strange fragrance spread out, but it was dissipated by Hou Tu's slightly disgusted wave.
"There is no trace of the black lotus, and there is no way to find it by the means we waited for."
Houtu said something, then his hand pointed at the undead Ksitigarbha, and said: "This person has committed such a serious crime, and he can only be released when he enters the Eighteenth Level Mansion and is subject to a century of criminal law."
"He has been seriously injured!" The lead Taoist said angrily.
"This is his own sin!" Houtu's face became cold, and then he said, "If you don't want to, then he will die here. I am a ghost of hundreds of millions of creatures, and I can't die because of his fault. He should be punished."
"Death is still punished, you choose yourself."
"Cough cough cough~"
There was a violent coughing sound, and the blood-stained Jizo in front of his chest slowly stood up, the light in his eyes faded, as if it was going to dissipate in the next second.
"I, I don't have much time. No matter if I am not punished, I will die. After the Jizo dies, I will be punished when I die."
"Ji Zang!" The Taoist Zhunti frowned and stepped forward, but was stopped by the Jizang hand.
After a difficult bow and salute, Jizo immediately fell to the ground.
After taking a breath of breath, the corner of Ji Zang’s mouth showed a difficult smile, and he said,
Master, disciples, and disciples will never be blamed for their deaths. This, this book is for me, I am greedy for a while, disciples are ashamed to teach , Doctrine, our Western religion can no longer go on like this. When the disciple dies, it will be a ghostly luck."
"Cough, cough, cough, don’t worry, Master, this is the path that the disciple chose."
Lie down slowly on his back, Ji Zang looked at Huang Long with a little effort, a begging color flashed in his eyes.
"Kill, kill me!"
There was no unexpected color on Huanglong's face with his hands close together. He walked slowly towards the basement, his arm suddenly lifted, and a cold light lit up.
"I will kill you with Longquan, and I will not insult you. After all, there was nothing wrong with your oath back then."
"Thanks, thank you~"
The arm fell suddenly, and Ji Zang's heart was instantly penetrated by the Longquan sword in Huanglong's hand.
The divine light in Jizo's eyes gradually dissipated, and a cloud of golden light slowly drifted away from his body. Huang Long's eyes flashed with a gleam, and with one hand, he grabbed the golden light in his hand.
The Western Second Sage saw this scene and couldn't help but open his mouth, but after all, he didn't say anything.
Glancing at the two of them, Huang Long said faintly: "Two of you, Jizo has my own Dongyue Mansion to arrange where to go. It is more appropriate for you two to think about Black Lotus."
The faces of the two of them suddenly became difficult to look at, and they didn't know what to say for a while.
At this moment, Houtu's voice sounded from behind: "There are only two people who can help you wait."
The leading Taoist seemed to think of who it was, but he was unwilling to say that name. After Zhunti was silent for a moment, he asked, "Who is it?"
"Oh, knowingly ask."
Houtu sneered, Zhu's lips opened slightly, and he said, "Dragon Emperor, Ao Fan."
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If there is a choice, Zhunti and Zhunti are not willing to set foot on the East China Sea half an inch of land, but this time the two of them have no choice but to come here.
Looking at the indifferent Houtu in front of him, the Western Two Saints looked helpless.
Although the three people have the same purpose, they have different moods. The one in front of them is to clean up for the two of them, but the two of them have come up to ask for help.
"It's the first time I've ever visited the East China Sea in the future."
Hearing this, the Taoist Zhun said coldly: "If the empress came here once, she wouldn't want to come again."
"Are you willing to come here because the house is too idle?"
Glancing at the two coldly, Hou Tu said in a cold voice: "You two dignified saints have caused such a catastrophe to Netherworld. For thousands of years, you two are capable enough to come out."
"you!"
The quasi-spoken Taoist wanted to refute a few words, but was pulled by the lead Taoist and persuaded: "Zhenhai Dragon Palace is here, don't be making trouble, just get jokes.
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