Fantasy World Transmigration

聻Yin-Yang holds up the god of the sea, a chaotic color with five colors of light hanging over the top of his head, five colors of light to break the four hell, sparse, the chaotic chaos in the Baozhu suddenly opened a Eyes, that is the eyes of 聻Yin-Yang.

Dinghai Shenzhu manifests the world of the world, blocking the suppression of the four hells.

But the giant eyes opened in the heavens of the world, moved towards the four hells, and countless darkness emerged. They are the sacred appearances of the ancient sacred Yin-Yang, the countless evil spirits suppressed in hell, countless In the moment when the ghosts and gods emerged in the darkness, they suddenly violently dying, and the tears of black linger in the eyes of the terrifying evil spirits, and then the darkness emerged from the seven scorpions.

The rolling darkness emerged from every pupil of the evil spirits, turned into a Kuroshio, swept the whole hell in the blink of an eye, and the four hells gathered a huge darkness.

Chu Jiang Wang’s forehead burst into cold sweat and nervously said: “Fellow Daoist, I will join forces to send back the hell project. Otherwise, if the evil spirits in hell are all dead, they will become evil and become part of Yin-Yang. He is afraid that it will not be made!”

King Qinguang also said: “The ancestors of the Styx River created evil spirits. This is to deal with our secluded land. How is the terrifying after the Yin-Yang evil spirit is evil? Let him kill the hell and kill the hell evil spirits. Big trouble. If you let this person eat empty hell, you can bring together the law of hell and become a hell.”

“At the time, 聻Yin-Yang swallowed 18th-layer hell, the tenth 9-Layer big dark hell swallowed other hell and became the only hell road.”

“聻Yin-Yang will also become the embodiment of hell and become the figuration of the big dark days.”

“There are nearly half of the authority in the Netherland in Hell. Once Yin-Yang becomes the Dark God, the person is still above me… The King of Bodhisattva, the hell is where you are enlightened, if you let this person swallow Eating hell, you have no foundation in enlightenment, and the right of hell falls in the hands of the magic road, it is the enemy of Buddhism!”

King Dushi said to the temple in the cave of Wooke Rock: “Please also ask the Bodhisattva!”

In the Tibetan temple, the monkey and the Tibetan king Bodhisattva sit face to face, but there are two monkeys at the same time. It is no wonder that Wukong on Wooke Rock can endure the fighting intent and not to shoot, completely without the previous iron bars. I always can’t help but slap the monkey’s sex. It turns out that most of his energy is used to contain the Tibetan King Bodhisattva!

The monkey sits opposite the Buddha, and there is no one sitting and sitting.

When Bodhisattva heard the exchange of King Dushi outside the door, he raised his eyebrows and moved his buttocks slightly. Wukong’s hand touched the golden hoop. He smiled and said: “The compassionate heart of Bodhisattva, no way, my uncle I am deeply admired… So I would like to ask the old grandson to send this invitation, and ask the Bodhisattva to go to the bloody sea and sit down with my uncle!”

The old age of the sea is a temper: “The ancestors of the river sullen the tiger away from the mountain, unscrupulous… he made an ancient evil, want to sweep the hell, turn hell into his big dark days… It’s been a long time!”

Saskatoon Bodhisattva said with a bitter smile: “I am in hell, I can be light… Great Sage, don’t laugh!”

Wukong said with a smile : “Hey, never say hi… Bodhisattva, if you don’t go, don’t give me a face, don’t give me a face, don’t give you a face, Master doesn’t give you a big face, no. Give 俺Master face…俺I’m going to worry today!”

Wukong mentions the golden hoop, impudent said with a smile: “So Bodhisattva, don’t be hard!”

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Outside Gates of Hell, the gods are squatting at the gate, secretly watching the good show in the customs. The gods whispered with a smile: “It’s still big brother, you count the subtlety, let them go in, really make a fuss It’s so loud, now the ten temples have lost their faces… but when did the monkeys get in?”

Yu Lei shook his head and shook his head: “There are some roads in the bloody sea…and don’t bother. See when the ancient evils destroyed 18th-layer hell… The Styx is a familiar thing, he replaced the 18th with the big dark hell of the goddess- Layer Hell, taking care of the face of the goddess. How many powerful people in the land are inconvenient to shoot, are watching the jokes of the Jura!”

“Ten Temples are too incomprehensible… Everyone wants to see their jokes, and naturally refuses to block them. Who told them to take the position of the Lord of the Land, and fell into the face of the Emperor Beiyin, which offended the one third of the land The strength, and the daring of the local government, the reverse, the offense, offended the goddess, this half of the capital of the government must stand by.”

“Plus the ghosts behind the river,” he said, “The gods are squinting and squinting: “There are people there to help them?”

They are watching the wonderful, under the big peach tree outside Gates of Hell, there is a burly headless silhouette, and the gods see the turn pale with fright, and quickly go ahead pay respects to: “God stagnation, I have seen The god of punishment!”

The punishment day uses the navel as the mouth, and sings: “The gods are sturdy, the goddess has a life: look at the Gates of Hell, no one can pass the customs within three days!”

The sacred stagnation immediately closed the door, lifted the axe and waited for it, and did not sneak it out… The scorpion stalked the axe and went straight into the customs… When he walked away, the gods wiped the cold sweat on his head. Whispered: “This is a major event!”

Yu Lei God with subtle malice, said with a smile : “But the bad luck, what is the relationship with our brother?”

The two looked at each other and smiled awkwardly…

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On the Wooke stone, King Dushi shouted two times. The Tibetan temple was still closed. King Qinguang’s face was gloomy: “The Tibetan king Bodhisattva refused to take it out, it seems weird!” And the eyes of Yin-Yang’s eyes were moved. Looking in all directions, the mysterious meditation of the swaying resounds in the darkness of the secluded capital, the darkness surging, the countless ignorance of what is not known, the magical dance in the darkness, and the sacred Yin-Yang mantra.

Then there were countless memories of Sosso in the darkness. It seemed that something was moving, and there were countless unclear, vague whispers.

At this time, the countless ghosts and gods who formed the big array felt a kind of unsolvable power invading their gods, whispering in their ears, those mysterious voices telling incomprehensible language, invading their souls. Infiltrated into their mana and magical powers, they began to be assimilated and began to understand the whispering consciousness…

They started to break down…

A god of the sacred land melted in the whispers, and deep darkness appeared in their eyes. Their mouth began to recite the same language, and they began to smash!

Suddenly, a yin god looked up at the sky and looked up at the endless, deep darkness of the top of the secluded head. Two dark fogs spewed out of his eyes, and the darkness rose, flowing in all directions, the surging darkness, then his ears, nostrils. The mouth is constantly pouring out of the deep darkness. Even among his skin pores, there are dark struggles to climb out. Countless miser, they turn into darkness and emerge from the seven sacred gods. An invisible miser, crawling out of his pores…

So in the eyes of the public, the ghost turned into a ghost skin, floating in the wind, floating in the big array.

His spirit, spirit, mana, consciousness, id, everything is broken down into mourning, into the darkness of all sides…

At this moment… countless ghosts and gods are shed tears, and ghosts are turned into darkness. They are constantly secreted from their eyes. Those ghosts who are lucky enough to be infected are horrified and screaming. Some ghosts are almost scared. ! They are not in formation, they are flagged, and they move away from where they think they are safe.

But the tide of darkness has grown, and the sly ghosts in the dark and dark hell are boiling, whispering… The dark days of the people in the sky are almost collapsed, and the endless darkness will drown the land!

The ten temples were raging, and the other five who stood by and watched Luo had finally had to shoot!

They propped up the 14th-layer hell, and the hell project reached the big darkness that was about to collapse. The other powers in the government that did not shoot also secretly helped, and the support was not drowned in the darkness.

The door to the first temple is open!

A bronze ancient mirror hangs high above the stone platform, and from the first temple into a glimmer of light, bursting out of boundless power, it falls into the hands of King Qinguang, an incredible light of power, shot from the bronze mirror According to the set of the god of the sea, one eye grows above the god of the sea, rooted in the world of the heavens, looked towards the ten squares of the land, and broke the Yin-Yang of the four hells.

Congenital Spirit Treasure… 孽 mirror table!

The gate of the Tenth Temple also suddenly opened, and a runner rushed out of the temple door and fell into the hands of King Zhuanlun…

King Zhuanlun turned the holy wheel. He had four arms and four arms together. He turned the holy wheel and turned the whole house. The light rose and protects the land, so that the darkness of the collapse of the ten can not be invaded, but King Zhuanlun Hesitated for a moment, did not shoot, just to protect the land government … Meng Po stood behind him, has lifted a small bowl of soup.

When I saw King Zhuanlun, I didn’t spoon him into the bowl.

In the Qinghua world, sitting on the nine-color lotus throne in Qibaofang Yulin, there is a nine-headed blue lion mouth spit flame, a Tianzun with a throne, dressed in Xia Yi, Miao Daozhen, Zi Jinrui . . . but it reveals the bitter color that does not conform to his image. A god tiger is opposite him, pitiful, fearful and glaring at a Goddess with a vague face and shrouded in the light of God.

Taiyi rescued the gods and pleaded: “Why do the goddess condescend to drive… Call a boy to block my Qinghua world gate, and the little god will not go out. Why dare the troubled girl to personally go out?”

Nine heads of the nine lions are desperately mad, and they have agreed.

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聻Yin-Yang lightly smiled, the hands of Dinghai Shenzhu smashed out, four of them fight for the old life or did not recover the hell projection, fell by the big dark days, set a sea god beads, will ice hell, Jiao Yan hell , Iron City Hell, Black Rope Hell smashed, the smashing iron city broken, falling into the darkness, the Profound Nether True Water ice, melted by the darkness, the burnt heat was swallowed by the darkness, and the black rope hell It is the silent, annihilated, 18th-layer hell, the 4-Layer is crushed by the darkness of the secluded, the inertia rushes toward the other layers, and the dead city of the dead city collapses half…

Fortunately, King Zhuanlun took the time to protect the other layers of hell.

Dinghai Shenzhu returned to the hands of 聻Yin-Yang. He believed that the movement was towards the mirror station. King Qinguang smashed his life and screamed.

But at this time, the gods of the gods manifested the world, and the three projects of the heavens world suddenly emerged. The blessings on the sea of ​​the gods, the three-footed aura suddenly shaken, and the bronze mirror on the mirror was Awkward.

The darkness vibrates, 聻Yin-Yang provokes the boundless darkness, he said while laughing loudly: “Ten Temple, you can’t compete with this darkness and unknown, why not integrate into us… Become unknown, become a scorpion?”

“What do you mean by doing ghosts? Let’s do it!”

聻Yin-Yang sounds like a myriad of whispers overlapping, letting you laugh, whispering: “King Qinguang!”

The countless eyes stared at King Qinguang, and the voice echoed in the endless darkness…

“King Qinguang !”

“King Qinguang !”

“King Qinguang !”

Countless voices came from the darkness, and the evil spirits called out in unison: “King Qinguang!” This voice spread through every corner of the darkness, without any maliciousness, just the evil things in the darkness, a cry, They greeted King Qinguang, and Yin-Yang was like a medium to let the evil spirits who could not find the bright world in the dark and found King Qinguang.

Then these twisted anti-life, a cry, chanting the name of King Qinguang, every voice is touching and touching King Qinguang.

Two opposite life forms, collisions, are anti-life evils, distorting the essence of King Qinguang’s life.

This twisted backlash to King Qinguang, I saw that King Qinguang was echoed by the power of the darkness, and the blood spit out. The blood he spit out was distorted into darkness, and countless mournings poured into his knowledge of the sea. The essence is the innate eternal glory. This endless mourning has long distorted the essence of King Qinguang’s life and turned him into a ghost.

The innate eternal spirit is guarded by the first line of Lingtai.

The essence of King Qinguang’s Da Luo, the innate eternal aura was called out of the body, and in a moment his body was distorted by the darkness, only a line of aura escaped.

聻Yin-Yang smiles and continues to call: “Chu Jiang Wang!”

The endless eternal evil, like a repeater, repeats in the dark: “Chu Jiang Wang!”

“Chu Jiang Wang!”

“Jiang Wang!”

“king!”

“Qin Guang… Chu Jiang Wang!”

“King Qinguang !”

The whole king of Chujiang melted, and a ray of light took his mana and essence, shot from the mouth of the king of Chujiang, and fled to the second hall, leaving only a body twisted into a ghost. But this time because some of the ancient evils in the dark did not call the name of the king of Chu, but continued to call the name of King Qinguang.

Therefore, although the Chujiang King was distorted by the gods, he could escape more essence.

The ancient evils in the dark are not controlled by Yin-Yang. The reason why they will endless endless echoes is because the seals are too boring for too long, so when Yin-Yang will light the world, the existence of the seal is locked. At the time, they rushed to initiate calls, touched their essence, and then two completely deviated life states, which would be distorted.

This kind of distortion is in the evil, and it is shared by countless evils, just like saying hello, no threat.

But concentrated on a being, this distortion is the alienation that even Da Luo can’t resist.

But the evil thing is not controlled by Yin-Yang, so when he passes the second locked target back to the big dark hell, there is a large part of the evil, to greet Chu Jiangwang and make a qualified one. Repeater, but there are other evils, not distracted, and still greet King Qinguang tirelessly.

Therefore, in such a call, at the first time, the most terrifying, King Qinguang, who was hit at once, only fled.

But as more and more names are called, the previous call will become a noise disturbance, reducing the superficial power of this magical power, so 聻Yin-Yang read the third name: “Song Emperor!”

“Song Emperor!”

“Song Emperor!”

“King Qinguang ……”

“Wrong… is the Emperor of Song!”

“No… I am going to call King Qinguang!”

“Chu Jiang Wang!”

The Emperor Song of Song spurted a darkness, and he seemed to spray his blood, bones, Primordial Spirit and mana into a rich darkness. The Song Emperor’s heart spurted out half of his essence, and then left a Scrawny, dying, but also retained the third temple of the gods.

聻Yin-Yang saw that this time the gods could not be completely distorted, they stopped the supernatural powers and shouted. Although they could still create a scorpion, but with such a supernatural power, the murmurs continue to increase, it is better. Keeping the three names, let the evils in the darkness of the secluded, continue to call, to contain the three temples.

The ancient evils in the darkness, tirelessly recited these three names. Every time they read, their call is turned into mourning, entangled in these three, and the three of them have to desperately resolve those mournings, mourning Ghosts surround them, letting countless darkness appear out of nowhere, entangled in their aura.

The innate eternal glory constantly clears the darkness and resolves the mourning, but every remedy has more mourning from the darkness of the solitude.

聻Yin-Yang sacrificed the god of the sea, and the eyes of Yin-Yang in the pearl of the gods, shot a five-color light.

Nailed at King Dushi’s Primordial Spirit, King Dushi screamed and fled to King Zhuanlun’s running wheel, turning around in the runner and washing away the glamour of Yin-Yang.

聻Yin-Yang and then stare at King Biancheng… King Biancheng is not afraid, does not go to King Zhuanlun for help, then 聻Yin-Yang smirk, the whole person follows this look, attached to the Primordial Spirit of King Biancheng In the countless thoughts of King Biancheng’s floating ups and downs, suddenly half of them were replaced by the idea of ​​Yin-Yang.

Half of his thoughts, which were quietly replaced, were replaced by the idea of ​​Yin-Yang.

King Biancheng smiles evil, blaming said with a smile: “I 聻Yin-Yang today is the body possession… oh! Laozi is King Biancheng!”

“No, you are 聻Yin-Yang!”

King Biancheng said to himself: “Yes, I am 聻Yin-Yang!”

Then King Biancheng screamed wildly: “Aaaaaahhhh!Hahahaha… I am crazy! My King Biancheng is 聻Yin-Yang today, you are 聻Yin-Yang, I am also 聻Yin-Yang, we are all 聻Yin-Yang! Hahaha ……”