Super Monk

"The heaven falls down, the earth is destroyed, and the way of heaven is not complete. Even the Yin God below has begun to intervene in the affairs of the Wang family. Is it related to the Wang family's plan?"

"Heaven, earth and human beings are one layer on top of the other. Humanity has long been suppressed by the way of heaven and the way of heaven. I'm afraid that the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven and the way of heaven are not able to

"Only the tunnel is indispensable, and it will not conflict with Sanqing. It is said that Shusheng spent a lot of effort to refine a true spiritual map of ghosts and gods in ten thousand years, saying that it can give those ghosts a place to settle down. Now, maybe the true spiritual map of ghosts and gods is not useful. Maybe it is the root of the royal family's plot against the hell!"

"As for now, the reason why the hell comes out to stop Wang Sijun is probably because he is playing chess in the hell. Even if Sanqing focuses most of his attention on the heaven, it is impossible for Sanqing not to pay attention to the hell at all. As for other powers, it is the same. Otherwise, there would be no Bodhisattva of the king of Tibet sitting in the hell and competing for the power of the hell with Yanluo of the tenth hall in the early years!"

After careful consideration, Zhao Fugui quickly figured out a way of thinking. This way of thinking may not be right, but it is very likely to be right. After all, now that the Wang family has found him, it has entered the most critical time. At this time, it is normal for those ghosts and ghosts to jump out.

These thoughts flashed in Zhao Fugui's heart, but the action on his hand did not stop at all. The light of the supreme Sabre suddenly cut through the layers of void.

In the unknown space, the whole world is dark. A huge dark red river seems to connect the heaven and the earth. It comes from the void and disappears in the void. The huge river flows slowly, and mandala blooms on both sides of the river. In an unknown place, there is a stone bridge connecting the two sides, which is full of traces left by years.

Through the stone bridge, a huge hall made of dark rocks looms in the thick fog. A stream of black smoke floats out of the hall, and the panicked judge Cui appears soon.

"My Lord, Zhao Luo is powerful. I'm afraid he has the strength close to the legend. We're not rivals. Please be born and die to deal with him!"

Judge Cui said to a man dressed as an emperor in the hall.

"You go to invite Yanluo to come and discuss!" The man in the emperor's robe looked serious and said to judge Cui, but at this time, a bright sword light appeared outside the hall.

"No way!"

Judge Cui's eyes widened and his whole body trembled. Zhao Luo could really move through the void like a legendary strong man.

The bright light of the sword suddenly fell, and the magnificent hall was about to be directly cut into pieces. But at this time, the man in the emperor's robe slapped the table fiercely, and the books he placed on the table immediately flew up, forming a tail to tail yin-yang fish in the air.

The yin-yang fish turned slightly and directly blocked the bright light of the sword. The gloomy and terrible atmosphere inside the hall was instantly dispelled by the thunder and lightning. Countless Yin soldiers and ghosts outside the hall didn't even hum and disappeared in an instant.

The yin yang fish was split in an instant, turned into a book and fell back on the table. The man in the emperor's robe stepped back several steps before he stopped.

"What a terrible force The man in the emperor's robe looked dignified and said to himself, looking at the direction of the light dissipated.

At the same time, in this gloomy and terrible place, a strong and extreme breath suddenly appeared, which was far away from the emperor robed man. As soon as the breath appeared, it turned into a round of black sun hanging high in the sky, shining all over the earth, and then a series of low voices began to reverberate in the earth.

"Zhao Luo!"

After that, Zhao Fugui had a preliminary understanding of the local government.

There are ten halls of hell and eighteen floors of hell in this hell. There are some arrangements on the other side of Buddhism. From the perspective of the man in the emperor's robe, his strength should be close to the half step legend, and he is stronger than the Dharma body. But he has not reached the half step legend, only the one whose breath is revealed later is about the legend level.

Its strength is not much worse than that of the overlord. With so many ghost emperors, does Wang Siyuan's layout really have a chance of winning?

Zhao Fugui doubted that with his strength, he could not catch the real legend, not to mention the top figures in the legend. Although the man in the hell may not be the top figure in the legend, and because of the limitation of heaven, if he came to the world, his strength would not be reduced much.

Not to mention that there are still many troubles in the Wang family. First of all, the heaven way monster transformed from the number of saints seems to be a big trouble in itself. In addition, the powerful people in the underground, even the king family inherited from the number of saints, may not be able to deal with it?

After all, when the number of saints was the strongest, it was just the peak of legend. Fighting alone was not the opponent of the overlord. Let alone now, Wang Sijun's strength is far less than that of his ancestors.

However, it has nothing to do with him. He just wants to listen to some secrets. The success or failure of Wang's scheme has nothing to do with him.After dealing with the temptation of the underworld, there was no other thing. But the next morning, Zhao Fugui's door was knocked.

"Mr. Zhao, our elder Wang Jing wants to see you!" Said the maid outside, after knocking.

Is it a Dharma incarnation? Zhao Fugui looked out the door and said, "please invite him in!"

"Mr. Zhao, I've heard a lot about you. I'm sure you'll be well-known when I see you today." Outside came an old man with black beard. As soon as he came in, he arched his hand and said.

"Elder Wang praised me falsely!" Zhao Fugui also politely said, "I don't know why elder Wang came here?"

Zhao Fugui is not a person in this world at all, and he has not yet come to the realm of legend. I've heard a lot about him. Isn't that a joke.

"Since Mr. Zhao asked, I'll tell you the truth. Now in our Wang family, as long as we don't practice the Sutra left by our ancestors, we won't become monsters after death. Except for those who practice the Sutra, there is no curse in other heritages, and those skills are not weak. The strongest are also expected to spread. Even if they can't become the top of the legend, if they have enough talent and opportunity, at least they will have a chance Enter the legend

"How big is the world! How many people can enter the legend!"