Feng Shen: I, Bo Yi Kao, will never be the Emperor Ziwei!

Chapter 169 Leading to press the sea of ​​blood, Taoist Mosquito is born

Above the Nine Serenities, there is an endless sea of ​​blood.

I don't know how many souls have been submerged in the scarlet sea, and countless Shura tribes survive in it.

The Shura clan is the innate sage in the blood sea of ​​the nether world——the ancestor of Minghe, imitating the race created by Empress Nuwa. Killing nature, a born warrior family!
They were sheltered by the ancestors of Styx, from birth to death, they were all in this boundless sea of ​​blood, never stepped into the wild land, and lived their unique "peaceful" life.

At this moment, this "tranquility" was broken by the arrival of a Taoist priest.

"Om~"

The golden light shone, and the sound of Zen reverberated throughout the world. A golden lotus burst out of the void and landed in the sea of ​​blood.

The next moment, the golden lotus bloomed with twelve golden lotus petals, and the boundless golden light shone above the Nine Heavens Sea of ​​Stars and descended under the Underworld, covering the boundless sea of ​​blood, illuminating every place and every drop of dark red sea water!
The glorious coercion of the saint descended from the lotus platform, leading the Taoist standing barefoot, with a faint smile on his sallow face, as warm and gentle as the rising sun!
With just this smile, countless creatures floated out of the sea, bowed their heads in worship, and recited the saint.

Take refuge now!

"Acceptance! What are you going to do!"

Patriarch Styx was startled in an instant. The moment he opened his mouth, the killing intent soared into the sky, disturbing the boundless situation, like a sharp knife out of its sheath, piercing through the coercion of the saint and weakening the voice of temptation in the golden light.

Immediately afterwards, a delicate and gorgeous crimson lotus bloomed slowly, crystal clear, and the twelve tiers of crimson petals bloomed with immortal light, penetrating the sky and the earth, rooted in the sea of ​​blood, and competed with the golden lotus in the void!

On the crimson lotus platform, Patriarch Minghe hugged the two innate swords of Yuantu and Abi, with an angry look on his face.

"Bah!"

His tongue was full of murderous sounds, and the Zen sound and Buddha rhyme in the hearts of hundreds of millions of Shuras were swayed. Countless Shuras were awakened with horror on their faces, and they plunged into the depths of the sea of ​​blood, not daring to show their heads again.

Among them, another nine figures flew behind Minghe, all of them were imposing and exuded a faint aura of Da Luo, and they were nine disciples of Minghe Patriarch.

Four Demon Kings: Zizai Tianbo Xun, Brahma, Lust and Shiva.

Four Demon Generals: Indra, Vishnu, Lutoro, and Ghost Mother.

And Tianfei Umo.

"Ancestor!"

Even Da Luo Jinxian didn't dare to look directly at the majesty of the saint. He could only look at the back of Patriarch Styx, and use the power of Patriarch Styx to resist the ubiquitous transformation power of Taoist Taoist.

But in the face of the menacing Patriarch Styx, the leading Taoist just smiled:
"My Western religion should have eight Heavenly Dragon Guardians."

In an instant, there seemed to be a boundless and mysterious sound from heaven and earth, directly entering the hearts of all living beings.

The sea of ​​blood was even more frighteningly huge, towering into the sky, and countless figures involuntarily emerged from the sea, clasped their hands together, and forcibly squeezed out compassion on their ugly or beautiful faces, chanting:

"Namo Amitabha Saint!"

When a thought blooms, all sentient beings take refuge!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Patriarch Minghe couldn't sit still for a moment, the monstrous mana poured into the two innate killing swords in his hands, and the miserable killing intent went straight to Mingming, slashing towards the way of conversion!
The twelve karmic fire red lotuses under the seat are even more invisible karmic fires, burning the cause and effect of the world, washing away the sins of all beings, and eradicating the "mind of compassion" in the hearts of hundreds of millions of asuras.

The three top grade innate spiritual treasures all exerted their strength, and even the divine powers of the saints were affected. Ancestor Styx seized the opportunity and brought half of the Shuras into the Karma Red Lotus in one fell swoop.

As for the other half of the Asuras, they had completely converted in that short moment, became extremely fanatical about the Western religion, and became the eight dragons of the Western religion!
"good!"

The leading saint nodded, flicked his sleeves, and closed the universe against the wind, enveloping the entire Nether Blood Sea in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, a terrifying suction erupted, and countless beams of blood flew up from the sea of ​​blood, and all the converts were gathered into the boundless Buddha realm.

"Fellow Daoist Minghe, after this catastrophe, the West will flourish, and fellow Daoists still need to prepare early."

Before the words were finished, the golden lotus of the twelfth rank of merit had gathered its petals, and the shattered void carried the saint away.

Compared with the calculation behind the habit of quasi-mention, acting with guidance is more direct and more effective!

The Three Qing forces suppressed the West, and the invasion of Western religions was a foregone conclusion. No matter what happened behind the scenes, it was no longer possible to make a difference.

The holy prestige faded away slowly, and two cold lights swept across the sea of ​​blood, completely cutting off that weird spiritual power.

The twin swords of Yuantu and Abi hummed in the hands of Patriarch Minghe, constantly conveying his anger to him, and Patriarch Minghe's face was also extremely ugly.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Patriarch Minghe laughed back in anger, looking at the shattered void, the invisible karmic fire around his body turned into a real lotus flower, and a drop of scarlet blood was contained in it.

"Western religion, don't let you and other brazen people stumble, my Styx is in vain to control the sea of ​​blood!"

"Buzz!"

Before the words were finished, the blood in the lotus suddenly buzzed, and the scarlet blood quickly turned into black, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into an extremely black mosquito, with a sharp beak that was sharper than a congenital treasure!

The black mosquito plunged headlong into the sea of ​​blood, and then, a vortex with a diameter of hundreds of millions of miles appeared out of thin air, and the blood of the entire sea of ​​blood flowed back into it.

One zhang, two zhang, three zhang.
After the sea of ​​blood dropped nine feet, there was a loud buzzing sound, and an old man in black robe stepped out of the vortex, turning into a group of black mosquitoes in the blink of an eye, breaking through the void and leaving.

The Nine Great Shuras witnessed everything from the side, trembling, not daring to speak a word.

On the other hand, the leading saints took action one after another in the prehistoric times, one ethnic group after another suffered disasters, and at least half of the ethnic groups were converted and converted to Western religion.

And the most unlucky one is the celestial crowd. The lord of the celestial crowd, Di Shitian, was converted and became the head of the eight heavenly dragons of the Western religion!
Since then, the eight divisions of heavenly dragons in the West have been formally formed. The eight divisions include: one day, two dragons, three yakshas, ​​four gandharvas, five asuras, six garudas, seven kinnaras, and eight mahoragas.

They were escorted back to Mount Sumeru, where they listened to Zhunti Taoist preaching the Dao beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, and were branded with Western religions from their true spirits to their bodies!
In the end, the guiding sage tore apart the three realms and came to the underworld.

In the depths of the eighteenth floor of hell, a white-robed Taoist put his palms together and walked on foot in this boundless hell. Wherever he went, lotuses grew at every step.

An evil ghost got a lotus flower, and instantly washed away all his sins. His fierce face became kind and kind, and gathered in the army of souls behind the Taoist.

Thousands of ghosts chanted compassion, and infinite vows rose up, and were gathered on the top of the Taoist, turning into an illusory golden ring, which gradually solidified.

Suddenly, the Taoist stopped in his tracks, a trace of surprise flashed in his calm eyes, and hurriedly bowed to the void ahead:
"Ksitigarbha pays homage to the teacher, the teacher's life is boundless."

(End of this chapter)