Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

After Jiang Sheng confirmed that Juekong had no life left, he turned into a rainbow and left.

After Jiang Sheng flew away from here, Juekong, who was lifeless on the ground, slowly stood up.

After flexing his neck, Juekong shook his head helplessly as he sensed the dilapidated body inside.

"Fortunately, I was prepared and avoided death."

However, just as Juekong was about to leave, he sensed something, and then looked up in disbelief.

I saw the Taoist in green crown and black robe standing in the air with a calm expression.

Jiang Sheng actually left and came back!

"you"

Looking at Juekong in disbelief, Jiang Sheng slowly spoke.

"Fellow Taoist, do you want to ask Pindao why he turned back?"

"Speaking of Pindao, it's just a whim."

"Daoyou is, after all, a contemporary true successor of Dai Tianlong Temple. Even if he dies, it should be earth-shattering. How could he die so aggrievedly?"

After hearing this, Juekong nodded, and then sighed: "Lingyuan, you are indeed very strong. I have been preparing for the late stage of Jindan for a hundred years, but I still can't beat you."

"What's the use of wasting your time? There are so many treasures in this world. If you aim too high, you will get nothing." Jiang Sheng said.

Juekong sneered: "If Lingyuan knew the traces of the mother energy of the earth, would you be indifferent?"

Jiang Sheng shook his head: "I am naturally tempted, but I will also consider my qualifications."

Juekong suddenly felt bored: "That's all, what are you talking about? If you lose, you lose."

"Lingyuan, you won, but you won only me, not Datianlong Temple."

"My death does not mean that the layout of Dai Tianlong Temple has failed."

After saying this, Juekong had a smile on his face, and the gleam of light on his chest gradually became brighter and dazzling.

wrong!

Realizing that something was wrong, Jiang Sheng pulled away and retreated.

From Juekong's last few words, Jiang Sheng realized something was wrong, but he could no longer stop it at that time.

Before Jiang Sheng even evacuated the treasury, there was a stream of light and Buddha's light behind him.

Immediately, an astonishing energy arose in Juekong's body.

The late stage of Jindan, the early stage of Yuanying, the middle stage of Yuanying, and the late stage of Yuanying.
Finally, the Qi machine remains at the early stage of spiritual transformation.

God's method!

Juekong arranged the method of divine descent on himself. Is he crazy? !
Jiang Sheng closed his sword with his body and turned into a sword rainbow that shot through the air.

But seeing the clouds bursting one after another, the sound of thunder, and the green rainbow rushing out of the treasury in an instant, running towards the palace gate.

At this time, a voice came from behind Jiang Sheng: "Since you are here, little friend, why do you need to leave in a hurry?"

A hair-raising crisis appeared behind him. Jiang Sheng didn't even look back. He used all his strength to activate the sword light and was ten thousand feet away in an instant.

"Juekong" was faster than Jiang Sheng, but in an instant, "Juekong" stopped in front of Jiang Sheng.

Jiang Sheng had to pause the sword light, and the green rainbow he transformed suddenly turned in the air and flew rapidly towards the rear.

"Juekong" chuckled and raised his hand to take the photo.

King Kong subjugates the devil's palm.

It is also the Vajra Demon-Suppressing Palm, but at this time, the existence of this divine descendant displays a majestic meaning that is inevitable and unstoppable.

It was like a god falling from the palm of his hand. Jiang Sheng, an ant, couldn't even think of escaping.

Despite this, Jiang Sheng still refused to give up, and fired twelve black light sword pills one after another, hitting the Vajra Demon Palm.

However, the thousands of feet of surging sword energy seemed like a joke in front of the vast Buddha's palm, making no ripples and disappearing without a trace under the suppression of the Buddha's light.

"burst!"

Jiang Sheng detonated all the sword pills without hesitation. A burst of blue lightning exploded, and the mighty Renshui True Thunder blocked the Buddha's palm for half a breath.

But in this half breath, Jiang Sheng was able to escape from the coverage of the Buddha's palm.

Looking at Jiang Sheng fleeing away, "Juekong" was slightly surprised. Although he didn't kill him with the blow just now, he still held Jiang Sheng captive and left.

"Interesting, interesting."

"Juekong" chuckled, took a step forward, golden lotuses bloomed on the soles of his feet, and in the next moment Juekong disappeared without a trace.

Jiang Sheng mobilized all his magic power and flew away quickly in the Yama Palace. At this time, he couldn't help but feel regret in his heart. He was still too proud and came to this city of vain death without making more preparations.

I didn't even expect that Juekong actually had this divine descending technique!
"My little friend, don't run away. Stop honestly. There is still a glimmer of hope."

The voice of "Juekong" came from far away, but Jiang Sheng ignored it at all.

His thoughts were spinning wildly, and Jiang Sheng's consciousness was pushed to the extreme. The more critical the moment, the calmer Jiang Sheng became.

run away?

Not much chance.

Even if you leave the Palace of Yama, you can't escape from the City of Fusi. What the gods have descended on Juekong must not be an ordinary creature, and Jiang Sheng cannot escape.

So where to go?

Jiang Sheng thought about it, even if he no longer wanted to go, he had to admit that there was only one place at the moment: Senluo Palace.

There is something strange in Senluo Palace, Jiang Sheng is sure of it.

Go to Senluo Palace and contact Dao Zong. Even if you don't survive by then, you will still make this god-descended being uncomfortable!

As soon as he thought of this, Jiang Sheng's sword light went straight towards Senluo Hall.

"Juekong" discovered Jiang Sheng's traces, his eyes moved slightly, and lotus appeared at every step.

At the same time, his right hand stretched out, and in the sky, inspiration surged, turning into a ten thousand-foot-long Buddha's palm and coming across, trying to capture Jiang Sheng.

However, when the ten-thousand-foot-long Buddha's palm fell, something seemed to block him for a moment, causing Jiang Sheng to rush into the Senluo Hall.

Looking at the Senluo Palace with the palace door closed, "Juekong"'s eyes were dark and uncertain.

Thousands of feet of majestic Senluo Hall.

Giant pillars tower into the sky, with dragons from the underworld wrapped around them.

The surrounding clouds and gauze curtains are shining with bright light.

Behind the Lilong table, a crown and a robe hang quietly on the throne.

Looking at the crown and robe, Jiang Sheng's eyes were full of solemnity: "Emperor Yama."

"The Emperor Yama has been dead for a long time, and now he is just a remnant of his soul."

A faint sigh came from among the clothes.

Forty thousand years have passed, but there is still a remnant of the soul that remains.

No wonder the creatures in the upper three realms can stand high in the sky and overlook the world.

Tens of thousands of years are just passing clouds and smoke.

"The boy thanks senior for taking action."

Jiang Sheng said, solemnly saluting the crown.

"It's just that I sensed the divine aura in you." The voice said, and it was a little strange: "Speaking of it, the aura in your body is really weird. It's neither a god nor an immortal, half a god, half an immortal, weird and weird."

Hearing this, Jiang Sheng thought of the sapphire star-picking crown on his head and the mysterious lotus pattern robe on his body. These two magic weapons turned out to belong to the Shinto, and they were refined by him into half-gods and half-immortals.

As if sensing what Jiang Sheng was thinking, the voice said: "I don't care whether you are an immortal or a god."

"I owe my awakening this time to you two juniors, otherwise my remaining soul will sleep until death and never wake up again."

"Speaking of which, you are a very interesting boy, with a calm temperament and an excellent state of mind. If you join my divine way, you will at least be a Star Lord or a Divine Lord in the future."

Jiang Sheng was silent for a moment and said slowly: "The boy admires immortality and has no intention of changing his family."

"Hahaha, Shinto and Immortal ways are not in conflict. Do you really think that Immortals and Gods can't get along with each other?" the voice laughed.

Jiang Sheng frowned slightly. It was inevitable that the gods and immortals would be at odds with each other. Is it possible that they could still get along with each other?
If they can be integrated, why is the Shinto so lonely in the world of mountains and rivers?
"I don't know what your era is like. I guess my Shinto must have gone silent."

"But whether it's Shinto or Immortal, it's just a cycle of reincarnations. Either it goes with the sky or it is fixed. No matter what the reincarnation is, the sky is still the same sky."

The voice has a bit of vicissitudes of life, as if he is recalling his life.

Jiang Sheng remained silent, and at the same time activated the token to contact the sect. He came to Senluo Hall just to escape for a while.

This is the Eastern Continent. As long as he sends a message, the sect will have help coming down within a moment.

It's not that Jiang Sheng is so important, but that person has crossed the line.

"Isn't the person with the Buddhist aura outside here coming for your kid?"

Jiang Sheng nodded: "I am indeed here for the boy."

"Do you want to solve it?" The voice carried a hint of temptation.

Jiang Sheng said vigilantly: "You can contact the master to solve the problem."

"That's too much trouble. I'll help you deal with him, and you, do me a favor."

As the voice spoke, an invisible force descended and enveloped Jiang Sheng's body.

Jiang Sheng was horrified. He wanted to use his magic power to resist but couldn't move at all.

In the end, Jiang Sheng watched helplessly as he walked step by step behind the majestic Lilong table. The sapphire star-picking crown on his head and the mysterious lotus pattern robe on his body were dim, and the nine-shaped crown and nine patterns and nine chapters were dim. Under the cover of Gong's uniform.

Wearing a crown and a coat of arms, Jiang Sheng slowly sat on the throne, as if he had seen the vicissitudes of time 40,000 years ago.

At that time, the great world of mountains and rivers was the great world of Shinto.

The hierarchy of humans, gods, ghosts and monsters is orderly, and the three realms of heaven, earth, and humans are distinct.

There is a divine court in the sky, and there is a heavenly emperor who governs the three realms. There are no living beings in the human world. Demons, ghosts, humans and gods each perform their duties, while the earth realm is the underworld realm, with the underworld.

There are three emperors in the Netherworld, who rule over the realm of the earth. There are ten halls of Yama, each living on one side and in charge of the underworld.

This city of vain death belongs to an emperor of Yama.

The Emperor Yama is in charge of the person who died in vain. All the humans, monsters, ghosts and gods who died in vain in the world must live out their lifespan in the city of vain death before they can be reincarnated.
Scenes unfolded in front of Jiang Sheng. In a daze, the door of the palace opened wide, and a monk holding a gilded Zen staff and wearing a bright red cassock stepped in.

"Oh, the dead person is still pretending to be a ghost."

"Weide Tianlong, go!"

As "Juekong" shouted coldly, the red cassock fluttered into the sky, and the mighty and virtuous dragon appeared again.

But at this time, the mighty and virtuous heavenly dragon was ten thousand feet long, majestic, with six corners on its head, eight claws on its body, bright scales, and rising Buddha fire.

hold head high!
Accompanied by a dragon's roar, the mighty and virtuous heavenly dragon hovered over, and the energy it exuded was the aura of the real God Transformation Realm.

At this time, Jiang Sheng involuntarily raised his hand, grabbed the ink pen on Lilong's desk, and pointed at the mighty dragon: "Death."

In an instant, Mighty Heavenly Dragon suddenly aged, and then turned into fly ashes.

The Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven, shepherds and hunts the underworld on behalf of Heaven. As a person in the upper three realms, he is invulnerable to calamities and controls the great road by himself.

"Juekong" looked at Jiang Sheng at this moment with fear. What he just said a little while ago actually had the meaning of law.

Even an old monster that has been dead for 40,000 years cannot be underestimated.

While thinking about it, a dark golden stream of light rose behind Juekong's head.

As the Buddha's light shines through and the golden lotus blooms, a Dharma image appears behind Juekong.

The Dharma is solemn and precious, with a white hair at the center of the eyebrow. Six streams of light behind the head turn into six turns of light. The body has six arms, holding up the heavens. He is draped in brocade cassocks. Flowers are falling from the sky all over his body, and Buddha's light is surging.

In his position, there is no mighty virtue to control the world, and the Ming Dynasty will turn around!

It is also in the upper three realms. Even if only the spiritual thoughts are lowered, the Dharma can still be used.

At this moment, the same netherworldly light surged in the back of Jiang Sheng's head.

In a moment, accompanied by the howling of the cold wind, an emperor of Yama wearing a crown and a robe appeared behind Jiang Sheng.

The Emperor Yama wears a crown of nine stars on his head and a robe of nine patterns and nine chapters. He holds a book in his left hand and a pen in his right hand. He wears a magic sword on his waist and hangs a seal ribbon. The golden and purple aura is rising around him, and the light behind his head is spinning like countless figures. The man who died in vain was worshiped by the gods, ghosts and demons and fell into obscurity, blooming with infinite divine light and majesty.

The reason for this is that Netherworld Yama died in vain, the Dharma Prime Minister of the Great Hell!
"You will die here no matter what today!"

"Juekong" snorted coldly, raised the Dharma image with six arms, and a six-turn light wheel appeared, which held six paths and evolved into heaven, earth, humans and gods.

The next moment, infinite light shines through, and six rays of light shine down, destroying everything in their path.

Jiang Sheng held it empty with his left hand and pushed it out. A ray of ghostly light swept over and wiped out the six rays of light.

Immediately afterwards, the Dharma Appearance of the Great Hell Emperor was a little further away, and hooks and chains rose up all around, locking the Dharma Appearance of the Chakrasing Ming King from all directions.

The six-armed Chakravartin King showed anger, and his six arms held a precious pestle, a precious mirror, a magic staff, a sword, a golden bowl, and a prayer flag and smashed them down.

Accompanied by the sound of gold and iron clashing, a violent wind blew up and covered the sky and the sun.

The chains rising in all directions were broken by the Chakravartin Ming King. The Ming King raised the precious mirror. The Buddha's light shone through the precious mirror and fixed the Dharma of the Great Hell Emperor. Then the precious pestle was shot out and the sword fell.

But on the left side of the treasure pestle, the light of energy and energy to destroy evil bursts out, and on the right side of the sword, there is a red Buddha fire that burns away monsters.

Attacked from both sides, the Buddha's light that destroys evil spirits and the Buddha's fire that burns out monsters fall on the Dharmaxiang of the Great Hell Emperor at the same time.

In an instant, the Buddha's light soared into the sky, and blazing fire swallowed up the Dharma of the Great Hell Emperor.

However, the robes on the body of the Great Prison Emperor were shaken, and nine lines and nine chapters appeared, mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon, stars, flowers and birds appeared, the sun, moon and stars appeared in the sky, mountains and rivers stretched across the sky, flowers and birds evolved, blocking the offensive of the Wheel of Ming King.

But the attack of Chakravartin King continued, with one arm holding up the precious mirror, focusing on the Buddha's light, and the other hand holding the alms bowl, collecting the physical body.

At the same time, the prayer flags fluttered, rolling up Buddha's fire, the staff shook the ground, and Sanskrit chants rang out.

For a time, the Senluo Hall, which originally belonged to Emperor Yama, turned into a pure land of Buddhism.

The majestic and majestic Chakravartin Ming King spreads his six arms, flowers fall from the sky, golden lotuses surge from the ground, the Buddha's light shines brightly, and the pure fire surges into the sky.

"You are just a remnant soul, how much power can you still have in life?"

"Even if there is only a trace left, it is enough to deal with it."

After saying this, the prison emperor Dharma Prime behind Jiang Sheng raised his left hand and opened his book.

The pages of the book move automatically without any wind. After turning the pages, they stop at a blank page.

For a moment, King Chao Lian Ming sensed a huge crisis arising.

I saw the ink pen falling from the right hand of the Emperor of Prison: "You, you shall enter the prison of wasted death, and you will not be allowed to die."

After saying this, a line of Yin characters and seals appeared on the book.

The next breath, the appearance of the reincarnating king suddenly collapsed, and the "juekong" disappeared without a trace.

And the Dharma image of the Great Prison Emperor behind Jiang Sheng also collapsed.

Only Jiang Sheng, who was wearing a crown and a military uniform, was still sitting on the throne, overlooking the entire city of Fu Shi. (End of chapter)