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Chapter 690

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Fengdu was between the Yin and Yang realms, wandering between the Netherworld and the Netherworld.

Once upon a time, Fengdu only referred to the Ten Yama Kings, the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Eighteen Levels of Hell, and so on. It did not completely appear in the Netherworld.

Now, the Buddha Realm was closing in step by step. The Buddhist soldiers and the Asuras gradually gathered. Fengdu City finally appeared and became the last line of defense outside the Ten Yama Kings and the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

There were ghosts in Fengdu City that were like human shadows. It was the scene of a huge city in the South Continent. Countless souls that had yet to reincarnate stayed there. It was as if they were living in the human world and were waiting for the ghosts to arrive.

At that moment, Fengdu City was also in a state of panic. Countless ghosts hid in the houses and trembled. The streets were filled with large groups of ghost soldiers. The basically useless city walls were engraved with layers of talismans.

The Ten Yama Kings, the Five Ghost Emperors, the various judges, and the various ghost servants were all wearing armor and weapons.

The ghost cultivators of the Netherworld, the lonely souls of the Netherworld, and a few human cultivators who had come to help were gathered on the city wall and looked at the plains outside Fengdu City.

This boundless plain was densely covered with a layer of golden light. What entered the eyes were all Buddhist soldiers with weapons in their hands. There were a few places that were shrouded by blood clouds, which were very conspicuous in the golden light.

King Qinguang rushed over and landed on the city wall. A group of figures surrounded him.

"How is it?"

"Have you found a helper?"

"Everyone, don't worry!" King Qinguang did not have time to catch his breath. He said, "I've already let the Perfected Lord of the Qingyuan Dao at the mouth of the river come to help. The Perfected Lord said that as long as we hold on for half a day, he will appear to resolve the siege of Fengdu."

"Half a day? Why do you need half a day? "

"Didn't the Goddess tell us not to disturb the Perfected Lord?!"

King Qinguang sighed and said, "If the Goddess blames me, I will bear the responsibility. We will do extraordinary things at extraordinary times. If we lose Fengdu again, we will really have no way to turn the tables. Half a day is what the Perfected Lord needs to return from the Chaos Sea. Ah … "

"Our Yama Lords are really useless!"

"Humph, the Jade Emperor and the Buddhist Sects want to destroy us and steal the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc!"

"Everyone, stay alert. It's best if they don't attack in the next half a day … I'll go report this to Her Highness first."

The people who were in charge of the Underworld all looked exhausted. They watched King Qinguang fly into Fengdu and whispered to each other.

Calculating the time, the Buddhist soldiers' next round of attacks was almost here.

Half a day wasn't long, but it wasn't short either. It would be best if he didn't make too big of a mistake like the previous few times …

Outside Fengdu City, among the Buddhist soldiers.

A young monk dressed in white sat on the back of a divine beast, his eyes closed in contemplation as he chanted sutras.

Suddenly, the divine beast beneath him opened its eyes and snorted at the young man in white. It then spoke in human language, "Bodhisattva, the officials of Hell are currently discussing the matter of defending the city. In just half a day, they will have strong reinforcements arriving."

"Powerful reinforcement?" The young man did not open his eyes, but there was a gentle smile on his lips. "Do they have any powerful reinforcements?"

"Perfected Lord Love Miao Dao, Yang Jian," the divine beast replied. "According to them, Yang Jian is quite familiar with the Lady of Earth. He will return from the Chaos Sea in half a day."

The young man in white slowly opened his eyes. Endless light condensed into eight rings in his left eye, and his right eye was filled with endless emptiness, as if it could devour all Dharma.

Ksitigarbha and his divine beast, Truth Listener.

"If that's the case, it'll be troublesome," Ksitigarbha muttered. "Yang Jian's strength is long enough to fight against the two Sect Masters. I can't afford to provoke him. Forget it. I'll ask the spiritual mountain. If they insist on continuing to fight, they can only take down Fengdu City in half a day. "

"Bodhisattva, if Yang Jian returns, we will definitely be implicated."

"So what if I'm implicated? So what if I'm not?" Ksitigarbha chuckled. His white kasaya emitted a faint glow. "Didn't they place me here to deal with the current situation?"

Truth Listener was speechless. Ksitigarbha raised his hand and formed a complicated Buddhist seal. A golden light shot out and dispersed the Buddhist seal.

In the blink of an eye, the bell and drum sounded on the spiritual mountain. Buddhist light lingered, and figures walked back and forth.

An hour later, another golden light rushed out from the spiritual mountain and burrowed into the ground, searching for the Netherworld.

Ksitigarbha received the decree from the spiritual mountain and sat on Truth Listener's back. He held his chin and was stunned for a while. In the end, he only chanted a Buddhist proclamation and looked a little sorry.

He raised his left hand and attracted Buddhist light. He landed his jade-white palm on Fengdu City.

The palm wind stirred up layers of waves, stirring up the wind and clouds in the Netherworld.

The chanting of sutras sounded in all directions. Countless Buddhist soldiers looked at Fengdu City with determination. The six-syllable mantra of the Buddhist sect echoed everywhere, causing the Buddhist light on the Buddhist soldiers to become even more resplendent.

"Take down this city and purify the endless resentful souls. Cleanse the eighteen levels of hell and achieve supreme merit."

There were no deafening battle cries, nor were there any drums or horns to coordinate the army. Millions of Buddhist soldiers marched forward majestically. Their formation was not messed up at all.

In comparison, the hundreds of thousands of Asuras mixed in the Buddhist soldiers' formation were much noisier.

Sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling gradually sounded in Fengdu City. All the ghost soldiers knew that a great enemy was in front of them, but none of them retreated.

Most of the people in the Netherworld were actually from the Wu people of Goddess Houtu. The blood of the Wu people flowed in their veins.

It was time for the decisive battle. Six of the Ten Yama Kings took off the crown on their heads and held their weapons, releasing their auras.

The Ox-head and Horse-face suddenly transformed into three heads and six arms, the Iron-faced Judge carried a double-sided axe, and the Green-faced King of Hell actually had fangs hidden in his lower jaw. The originally somewhat delicate and thin scholar, after taking off his shirt, revealed a body of steel.

"Just wait until the Perfected Lord arrives."

"I haven't fought anyone for so many years. I thought that everyone had forgotten the battle tactics of our race."

"We are not worthy of being the Wu people. We can only guard this place where we can't see the light of day and wash away the countless killings that our race has committed back then."

With a few long roars, an aura that had never appeared in the Netherworld surged out from the city walls of Fengdu City.

Among the twelve Zu Wu tribes, the Houtu tribe had withdrawn from the Great Magi and Demon War in advance to guard the Netherworld. This tribe's combat power was relatively intact.

Although the Houtu tribe did not appear, the Houtu tribe, from the Grand Magi to the Battle Magi, were all there. There were even a few old men who only held small positions in the Netherworld. At that moment, they actually had an aura that was not weaker than Wu Gui and Witch.

This was their final trump card, and it was also a trump card that they would only reveal when they were forced into a corner.

The blood of the Wu people was almost drained, and they could not afford to die. However, the Buddhists had already bullied them. Other than going all out, they had no way out.

An old monk sighed and said, "The Netherworld has been occupied by such evil spirits all year round. They torture all living beings and kill all kinds of people. It's really sad."

"What a joke!" At that moment, King Tai Shan, who was already fifty feet tall, pointed at the old monk and shouted angrily, "You people are mixing black and white, how despicable! Later, I will definitely bring your soul here and let you suffer the so-called torture that you speak of! "

"Amitabha." The old monk let out a long sigh. He sat cross-legged and floated in midair, chanting sutras. However, he did not care.

The front of the Buddhist soldiers' formation was already less than ten thousand feet away from Fengdu City. The chanting suddenly became louder and faster. Countless Buddhist soldiers began to run at the same time, surging towards the city walls of Fengdu City like a tidal wave.

On top of Fengdu City, King Chujiang, who was dressed in a green robe but had a majestic aura, raised his sword and shouted coldly, "The Buddhists have gone too far.

"The Buddhists are going too far. The Netherworld is the foundation of the reincarnation of living beings! You people have come to invade us today. If anything happens to the Six Paths of Reincarnation, you people can bear the responsibility! "

Another Sha-tuo sneered and said, "I am here to protect the Six Paths of Reincarnation. The Six Paths of Reincarnation is the doctrine of the Buddhists. Quickly retreat and return the Six Paths of Reincarnation to its rightful owner!"

"What a joke! What a joke! "

"Why are you talking nonsense with them! Just kill them! "

Whoosh —

Suddenly, a Buddhist chant exploded in the sky above Fengdu City. The entire Netherworld seemed to be trembling.

On top of the city walls, the experts of the Netherworld roared in unison. Half of them jumped down from the city walls and summoned the ghost soldiers to form a formation with their backs against the city walls. The other half stayed on top of the city walls and activated all the defensive items.

When the Buddhist soldiers approached, King Chujiang pointed with his sword. The hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers on top of the city walls pulled their Dharma longbows. Ghost talismans condensed into green flame arrows.

"Fire!"

The arrows rained down, and the Buddhist soldiers fell in rows. However, rays of Buddhist light also shot over from outside the city. If the ghost soldiers were hit by the Buddhist light, their cultivation base would be directly weakened.

After three waves of arrows, the Buddhist soldiers and ghost soldiers fought in close combat in front of the city.

The rain of arrows on top of the city walls did not stop. The Wu people's troops that were charging in front of the ghost soldiers had already rushed into the Buddhist soldiers and were devoured by the Buddhist light.

There were no shouts of killing, but the curtains of a great battle began amidst the furious roars that came from ancient times.

At the same time, in front of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc.

When King Qinguang heard the roar from the sky, he could not help but turn his head to look. He closed his eyes in pain.

With a thud, King Qinguang knelt down towards the seven-colored cloud where the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc was.

He shouted, "Goddess, if we lose this battle again, the welfare that you sacrificed yourself for the Primordial World will fall into the hands of the Buddhist Sect and the Jade Emperor! I beseech Your Highness to appear and force the enemy to retreat! "

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc did not respond at all. It continued to spin quietly and throw the ghosts that flew over from everywhere into the path of reincarnation.

"Goddess!"

King Qinguang kept kowtowing. "Perfected Lord will arrive in half a day. Please appear and chase the enemy away!"

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc still did not react and continued to spin as usual.

After shouting seven to eight times, he knocked on the green stone slab and turned it into powder. Blood seeped out of his forehead. King Qinguang finally gave up asking for permission and sighed dejectedly. He sat there and stared at the Reincarnation Disc for a while.

"Goddess, are you alright?" King Qinguang muttered softly. He pressed his left hand on his knee and slowly stood up.

His clothes were a little messy, and he looked a little helpless. However, he could only turn around and leave to rush out of the city to provide support.

Apart from leaving a long sigh, he did not say anything offensive.

Just as King Qinguang was halfway there, a huge white figure suddenly rose into the sky outside Fengdu City. When he looked closely, he saw a young monk sitting cross-legged with a calm expression. He slapped Fengdu City with his palm.

Under the pressure of the palm wind, the few figures that rushed into the sky were sent flying. A section of the city wall in the middle of Fengdu City collapsed.

"Amitabha."

King Qinguang's eyes widened. He grabbed his two long swords and rushed towards the breach. The large group of ghost soldiers in the city also rushed towards the breach and fought with the Buddhist soldiers outside the city.

Both sides were filled with killing intent when they suddenly heard two long roars coming from the sky.

Two Daira Jinxian, who were not very eye-catching in the battle, rushed to the top of the city wall and shouted angrily outside the city, "Second Master has orders! Those who insult the Lady of Great Virtue will be killed without mercy! "

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of drums came from the dark clouds of the Netherworld. Two large flags fluttered continuously. One of the flags had 'Mei' written on it, and the other had 'Yang' written on it. They were naturally the reinforcements from the Meishan lineage that had come to the Netherworld.

In the eyes of others, this shout should be a little arrogant. However, these two flags that rarely appeared in the world made the spirits of the Netherworld and the ghost soldiers of the Netherworld greatly rise at this moment.

At this moment, there must be countless eyes watching the battle here. The waves stirred up were really not light.

King Qinguang raised his head and shouted, "Fellow Daoists, please set up the formation in the city! The ghost soldiers of the Netherworld are not empty, and we don't dare to waste the Perfected soldiers! "

Guo Shen and Zhi Jian looked at each other and nodded. Nearly three hundred thousand immortal soldiers of the Meishan entered the formation in Fengdu City and quickly formed a formation.

At this time, the ghost soldiers of the Netherworld were also endless. After all, the Netherworld had been operating in the Netherworld for many years and had gathered a large number of ghost cultivators.

However, the Buddha light restrained ghosts. The Buddha soldiers were like puppets, fearless and obedient. Moreover, their numbers were always greater than the ghost soldiers. That was why the Netherworld was constantly retreating.

The immortal soldiers of the Meishan Sect came to cheer for the Netherworld. If they were to fight, the Meishan Sect, which did not even have a Sage-to-be expert, could at most resist the Buddha soldiers for a while.

However, as long as they were here, the Buddhists would have scruples.

Why?

They were Yang Jian's soldiers. If they slaughtered wantonly, they would really have a death feud with Yang Jian. This was different from attacking Fengdu City knowing that Yang Jian was protecting the Netherworld.

The former was a blood feud, while the latter was just a loss of face for Yang Jian.

There was a great battle here, and there must be many people watching from all over the Three Realms.

In particular, in various parts of the Celestial Court, the immortals of Jie School who did not go to court were gathered in groups of twos and threes. Their good friends opened the cloud mirror and watched the battle in the Netherworld.

To put it bluntly, what did the Buddhists, Dao Sects, Celestial Court, and the Netherworld have to do with the immortals who were sealed in the Celestial Court?

"Is Yang Jian so close to the Netherworld?"

Zhao Gongming frowned and pondered. Then, he shook his head. "I've never heard of it. Could it be that Yang Jian is determined to go against the Buddhists?"

"This is going to be a good show." Qiong Xiao held her wine glass and her face was red. She crawled on the table and looked at the battle scene in the cloud mirror with her drunken eyes.

Zhao Gongming frowned and said, "Don't be sarcastic. Now that we're facing a great enemy, the Buddhists are still losing the strength of the Three Realms. Their intentions are really deserving of death."

However, Bi Xiao said, "The Buddhists are so radical because they want to deal with the Great Tribulation. Look at the Buddhist soldiers they nurture. They are all ghosts that have lost their minds. If they nurture them a little, the combat strength of the Buddhist soldiers will increase. In the future, they might be the main force against powerful enemies."

"Main force?" The Goddess of Golden Spirit snorted with an unfriendly expression. "Even if the Dao Sect has suffered great losses because of the God-Conferment, it is not something that the Buddhists can replace just because they want to."

"Ah …" Zhao Gongming stood up and looked in the direction of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall. "What do you think that person is thinking?"

"Who knows?" Qiong Xiao smacked her lips. "That person is the supreme ruler of the Three Realms. We are all under his control. Eldest Brother, don't spout nonsense. Be careful of being spanked by the Jade Emperor."

Zhao Gongming rolled his eyes. The red-robed God of Fortune continued to stop and ponder.

In the cloud mirror, the battle between the Buddhist soldiers and the Ghost Soldiers was already in full swing. However, the Ghost Soldiers' defense line was being forced to retreat to the foot of the city wall.

"These Ghost Soldiers probably can't hold on anymore."

"Should we help them?"

"Don't cause trouble," Zhao Gongming said. "Wait for Yang Jian to return. If he wants to protect the Netherworld, he will definitely be able to protect it … probably."

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