With a flash of light, the primordial spirit reappeared in the Lingtai, but its volume was already one-third smaller, and it looked very weak. While enduring the pain, Hai Long kept dodging the five kings' attacks.
The five kings also became more and more frightened as they fought more and more. They still admired their perseverance after receiving such a heavy injury. King Yan Luo suddenly stopped his pursuit, and once again used the soul ecstasy technique on Hai Long. Hai Long's body trembled, but the severe pain in his whole body kept pulling every nerve, and the ecstasy failed. Hai Long flew back like lightning, quickly absorbing the ghost energy in the air, trying to recover his mana. At this moment, the five kings suddenly stopped chasing him, and floated back, flying to the side of the wheeling king who had just crawled out of the ground.
The Rotating King was indeed powerful, and he still only suffered some minor injuries when he was hit suddenly by Hai Long. The six kings looked at each other and nodded at the same time. The six people stood in a row, each on the shoulders of the previous person, the last one was the King of Rotation, and the one in the front was King Yama, they chanted something at the same time, Hai Long floated to the ground, panting continuously. His killer avatar can no longer be used. In order to repair his body and resist the attacks of the previous six kings, a large amount of Chaos Qi was consumed. I thought to myself, I have already reached the realm of great supernatural powers, if I hadn't been hit by the ecstasy technique before, I must be the one who won today. But, do I still have a chance now? Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind, he took a deep breath, and instantly removed the magic power of Long Xiang's third transformation. Scary scars were left on the naked body. Although the blood had stopped, those scars were so shocking. The right hand draws a half-arc in depth, slowly condensing the mana, the air of chaos quickly repairs every wound on his body, the scars on the skin gradually disappear, Hai Long's expression is indifferent, as if he didn't see Hell Six Wang's momentum is constantly increasing.
King Yan Luo looked at Hai Long coldly, his hands were claw-shaped, and they faced each other in front of his chest. Around his body, the miserable green light seemed to be tangible, gathering the power of the six kings. Above him, "Hai Long, let me ask you again, are you willing to admit defeat? We didn't mean to make it difficult for you, but the dignity of the underworld cannot be desecrated by anyone."
The wounds on Hai Long's body had all disappeared. He smiled lightly and said, "I have never meant to make things difficult for the underworld, but Lord Yama, do you think you have already won?"
Yan Luowang was stunned, and said: "Hai Long, what we are using now is the great supernatural power of the underworld, the method of transporting six ghosts, which can instantly condense the magic power of six people to form an attack that you can't imagine. In your current situation, although the trauma has been healed, But the mana has been greatly damaged, do you still want to fight against us? You know, the taste of death is not pleasant."
Hai Long smiled slightly, and said: "It's because the taste of death is uncomfortable, so I want everyone to taste that taste. Although the prisoners in hell are guilty, I hope you will be more tolerant in the future." Speaking of this, his right arm slowly raised, his right palm opened, and purple scales appeared on his right arm again, but it was only limited to his right arm. A deep purple air flow swirled around his arm, and the palm grew With his sharp claws out, a faint black air condensed in his palm, spinning continuously like a vortex.
King Yan Luo was startled. He clearly felt a trace of terror. He didn't dare to neglect. He slowly clawed his hands out to the sides. The shrill screams echoed constantly, and the ghostly aura was like a thick wall. The general slowly pressed towards Hai Long, and the six phantom-like ghosts were looming. No one can independently use the six ghost transporting method of the underworld, and its power is even higher than that of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's golden light nine-turn arhat. The huge pressure Hai Long's long red hair floated backwards, but his body remained motionless, standing there like an Aoyuan mountain. His right arm had swelled to double its previous size, and even though it was covered with scales, the muscles could still be discerned. texture.
King Yan Luo knew that in this situation, Hai Long could only be destroyed first, and he sternly shouted: "The six ghosts are transported, move with hell, and show their power." The six huge phantoms, with an extremely powerful pressure Hai Long rushed forward suddenly, the ghost shape had fully appeared, and the ferocious appearance gave people a feeling of incomparable heart palpitations.
Hai Long still didn't move, he wanted to bet that after the death of the six kings, these ghosts formed by mana would disappear immediately, and when Yan Luo Wang tried his best to urge the six ghosts to carry the Dafa, he also yelled at the same time, "Long-xiang-destroy- Immortal-jie-." Although he was sealed into the Eight Treasures Linglong Pagoda by the Tota Heavenly King last time, Miexian Jie returned to him after finishing the attack. At this time, Hai Long's mana is only 50% of the best state, but now he has great supernatural powers, and 30% of his mana is enough to exert the strongest power of Miexian Tribulation. In order to succeed in one blow, he urged Longxiang Arm to launch It formed Longxiang Miejie Explosion, and merged with Miexian Jie to form Longxiang Miexian Jie.
The sound of the dragon chant frightened the minds of the six kings of the underworld. A giant purple dragon suddenly flew out around a looming black awn with its teeth and claws open. Tenglong's powerful mana accelerated again. The black light shot straight into King Yama's chest. At that moment, the purple Tenglong completely merged into the Immortal Extinguishing Tribulation, and the purple-black light passed through the chests of the six kings one by one, bringing blood mist all over the sky. Whether it was King Yama or the other five kings, they all showed expressions of horror, and with a bang, their bodies completely turned into gray mist and disappeared.
The remaining five ghosts had already pounced in front of Hai Long. Hai Long clearly felt that death was so close to him. When the ghosts rushing to the front were only an inch away from Hai Long, they stopped at the same time. Then, like Like the six kings, they turned into dust and smoke and dissipated. In this dark space, only Hai Long's heartbeat can be clearly heard.
He succeeded, and he actually succeeded. He really couldn't believe it. If the six kings hadn't gathered in a row, no matter how powerful Long Xiang's Immortal Tribulation was, he wouldn't be able to instantly kill the six kings. The attack power of the six ghosts carrying Dafa is absolutely not inferior to Long Xiang's Extermination of Immortals, and it is even more powerful. It's just that the attack area of the six ghosts carrying Dafa is too wide, and it will suddenly shrink when it reaches the target, while the dragon Xiang Mie Xian Jie used the power of penetration to break through in an instant, and used the mana of the six kings to exert all his powers. The opportunity to destroy them in one fell swoop before the new power was born, which contained too much luck.
Hai Long was panting violently. Although the mana in his body was exhausted, he was still able to maintain his body. Driven by his mind, his primordial spirit frantically absorbed the residual ghost energy in the air. Hai Long gasped and said to himself : "As expected of the ten kings of the underworld, it seems that I was really careless."
"However, you still won the final victory." The ghost king Fangping and the Yin king Yin Changsheng walked in front of Hai Long together. They still had lingering fears from the previous thrilling battle. There are still people in the six realms who can defeat the ten kings of the underworld at the same time. That is difficult for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to do.
Hai Long smiled wryly, and said, "Senior Ghost King and Yin King, don't you see that a large part of my victory is due to luck? My last blow consumed all my mana, and only I can only attack a single direction, I just took a chance. Otherwise, if the six ghosts carry Dafa to the body, I must be the one who dies."
Wang Fangping smiled slightly, as if he was not angry at all because the Ten Kings were defeated. He patted Hai Long on the shoulder and said, "Luck is also an important factor in a decisive battle. The result is the most important thing. In the end, you still defeated the underworld." Ten kings, isn't it? However, if there is a next time, you won't win so easily. The ten kings didn't use their full strength when they started to attack. After all, they all have their own dignity as the kings of the underworld. They are unwilling to besiege you alone, I hope you will not hold grudges because of it."
Hai Long shook his head, and said: "I never thought about holding grudges. I also understand that if the ten kings come up and use all their strength to ecstasy, I will have no ability to resist. I can only be slaughtered. Senior Ghost King, I can return to the fairyland now. I will never forget the time in the underworld, but I don’t know if I will have the chance to visit you again in the future.”
Wang Fangping's right arm suddenly stretched out, and he slapped Hai Long's forehead with a palm. Hai Long's mana had only recovered a little at this time, which was not enough to fight at all. He didn't want to fight, because he believed that the Ghost King would not harm him. A cold breath entered along his forehead, Hai Long only felt that there was something more in his mind. Wang Fangping's arm returned to normal, and he smiled and said: "Hai Long, I know you have the ability to travel through the six worlds, but if you want to come to the underworld, you have to go through the passage of the fairy world. But now it's different, I will pass through the highest level of the underworld. The Wang Talisman has penetrated into your body. From now on, you can use the method of leaving your body to come to us at any time. We welcome you at any time. Don’t worry, the Ten Kings only admire you and will never hold grudges against you. You are welcome. Me, this is what the Bodhisattva told me. Even if you lost just now, we will still let you go back to the fairy world. As for the method of leaving the body, I have already imprinted it into your mind. You can comprehend. You have to remember that with the king talisman, no matter where you are, as long as your soul leaves your body, you can come to the underworld. Get out."
Hai Long nodded and said: "Senior Ghost King, I won't say thank you. If the underworld is useful to my place in the future, Hai Long will definitely be obliged. Please also show me the way back to the fairy world."
The ghost king smiled slightly, looked at the Yin king, and they both raised their palms at the same time. Hai Long felt his body spinning around, as if he had fallen into an abyss. A familiar breath rushed into his body, and his mana and spirit recovered instantly. . Hai Long understood, this is what he felt when he was in the Yin Yang Tower of the underworld. A sad voice sounded in his ear, "Brother, take care."
"Big sister, is that you?" Hai Long shouted, but his voice only echoed in his ears, and the surrounding gradually turned into a colorful world, and the body around him was spinning rapidly, feeling dizzy Stimulating his brain, the gloom of the underworld gradually disappeared. Hai Long felt his eyes turn white for a while, and his consciousness suddenly fell into a deep sleep.
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"Elder Sister." Hai Long sat up abruptly, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body. Looking at his smooth and naked skin, feeling the soft breath around him, he murmured: "I, am I back?" Looking around, I saw that this is a pale yellow world with a vast sea of clouds. , as far as the eye can see. This is obviously not a fairyland, because the atmosphere in the fairyland will not be so peaceful.
"Where am I? Have I entered the domain of another holy beast?" He transformed into a white robe, and his body was already supported by a golden cloud without him deliberately doing it. Taking a deep breath of the peaceful spiritual energy, Hai Long only felt that the chaotic energy in his body seemed to be cheering, and a fast cycle around the sky brought him a feeling of comfort throughout his body.
Suddenly, a little red light shot from a distance, and Hai Long's heart trembled. He clearly felt that the red light contained huge magic power. In an instant, the red light hit him at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye. Just when Hai Long was about to use the energy of chaos to resist, the red light suddenly stopped and hovered three feet in front of him. Hai Long looked intently and his whole body shook, because this ball of red light was just a big gourd. The big gourd brought from the human world! He grasped the gourd tremblingly, unscrewed the lid, a familiar smell of wine wafted into his nostrils, Hai Long's eyes were moist, he already understood where he was now, and choked up and shouted: "Master, master is you Is it? Disciple Hai Long is back."
As the golden light flowed, Sun Wukong's voice became very soft, "My good boy, you have suffered. Welcome to the Buddha Realm." With a flash of light, the golden-haired Sun Wukong, who has defeated the Buddha, appeared in front of Hai Long. Hai Long's mind was blank. At this moment, he almost forgot everything he had experienced. He fell to his knees on the golden cloud with a plop, crying bitterly, "Master..."
Sun Wukong wiped away the moisture in his eyes, helped Hai Long up, and forced a smile: "Silly boy, why are you crying, aren't you back? Come on, drink some wine to calm yourself down, this is specially reserved for you by the master, if not I am always on guard, I have already been snatched away by that old bald boy of the Burning Lamp Buddha."