"God-killing gun?"
When they heard this word, Guanyin and the other girls looked at a loss. They had never heard of this name since they had not experienced the Long Han catastrophe.
"Fellow Taoist, is it really that thing?" Zhen Yuanzi asked hurriedly.
Hongyun also looked at Li Daoyi in shock.
And Wutian started to think thoughtfully.
"Wutian, do you want to say something?" Li Daoyi asked after seeing the change in Wutian's expression.
Wutian nodded and said.
"That black shadow should be the God-killing Spear. Fellow Taoist, do you know why I turned black back then? The reason included the God-killing Spear. I had been exposed to the God-killing Spear, and the location was also in the Yinshan Mountain in the underworld." Wutian said slowly. .
"That thing can amplify people's desires and the darkness in their hearts, and that's why I came to be. It's really fate. I didn't expect to meet Amitabha again here." After Wutian finished speaking, he clasped his hands together and smiled.
Li Dao nodded. It seemed that Wutian's world also had the God-killing Spear, and the other party had also come into contact with it.
Wutian's words made Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun confused. They wanted to ask, but Wutian clasped his hands together and closed his eyes tightly. They instantly understood that this was the other party's hint that they should not ask more questions. He gave up and looked at Li Daoyi instead.
"At that time, the demon Luohu designed the three prehistoric tribes, the dragon tribe, the phoenix tribe, and the Qilin tribe. The war between the three tribes for countless years resulted in the destruction of life and the great damage to the vitality of the three tribes. Then Luohu wanted to start a killing and let all living beings sacrifice for him."
"This leads to the following events. Led by Ancestor Hongjun, Great Immortal Yangmei, Ancestor Yin Yang, and Ancestor Qiankun Xiren, and assisted by other immortals, everyone fought fiercely with Luohu in the ancestral line of the prehistoric world in the west - Mount Sumeru. The demon sect together destroyed its Immortal-killing Sword Formation."
"You two should also know what happened next. Yangmei was injured and Yuan escaped from chaos. Yin Yang and Qian Kun self-destructed and died. And when Na Luohu was seriously injured and desperate, he detonated the aura of the Western world and disappeared into this world."
Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun nodded with complicated expressions. They did not participate in that war at that time. At that time, they were just Daluo Jinxian and were not qualified to participate at all.
"However, after that, Luo Hu's Immortal-killing Western Sword was captured by Hongjun, but the God-killing Spear disappeared after the spiritual energy was detonated, and it has become a mystery since then."
"Now it seems that the artifact is hidden in the Yin Mountain of the Underworld." Li Daoyi said slowly.
"I see, is it the underworld? No wonder no one thought that it was the territory of Ancestor Styx at that time." Zhen Yuanzi nodded.
"Fellow Taoist, can my lost soul be recovered?" Hongyun asked anxiously at this time.
Li Daoyi smiled and signaled him not to worry.
"It's just an ownerless thing. It should be just a coincidence that it sucks your soul. After all, you had a lot of merit back then, and this merit happened to be able to attract a magical weapon like the God-killing Spear. But back then, it was probably afraid of exposing itself, otherwise you It's impossible to escape," Li Daoyi said.
Hongyun immediately wiped the cold sweat from his face and secretly said thankfully.
"But..." Li Daoyi seemed to have thought of something at this time.
Everyone looked at him blankly, and even Wutian opened his eyes.
"Is Luo Hu really dead?" Li Dao said in shock.
"Hiss..." Everyone took a breath.
"No way, didn't he detonate the Western World and self-destruct?" Zhen Yuanzi murmured.
"Don't forget his origins. Like Hongjun, he is one of the innate demon gods. He was able to survive Pangu's ax back then, and he may not have had a backup plan. Although he did not obtain the holy status back then, he was a real half-step fool. Yuan, even now, these saints are no match for him," Li Daoyi said.
"Isn't the saint an opponent?" At this time, Guanyin on the side couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
"The Chaos Demon Gods are not ordinary creatures. They are physically powerful and have their own innate advantages. Now these saints are just superficial, and their combat power is not comparable to them." Li Daoyi said with some disdain.
"Well, maybe Tongtian can fight." Li Daoyi changed the subject and added. Tongtian's combat power is the strongest among several saints, Li Daoyi knows this.
The underworld is different from the prehistoric world. This is another space, filled with the atmosphere of darkness. It was ruled by the ancestor of the Hades a long time ago, and the sea of blood is located in the underworld. It seems that the souls of the prehistoric creatures will automatically come to the underworld. Some of them Entering the sea of blood, part of it floats in the underworld, and gradually dissipates and merges with the underworld as time goes by.
At the end of the Great Lich Tribulation, Hou Tu, one of the twelve ancestral witches of the Witch Clan, felt that all living beings were not easy and would have to experience the sufferings of the underworld after death, so he made a grand wish to incarnate in the Six Paths of Reincarnation and set up the underworld, and by some strange combination of circumstances, he won the favor of Heaven. To become an alternative saint besides the six saints is to have the power of a saint in the underworld. For this reason, the ancestor of Styx had to stay in the Styx to avoid its sharp edges. From then on, the underworld became the dojo of Houtu.
In the gloomy underworld world, accompanied by a burst of space fluctuations, a space door appeared above the gray sky, and then several figures walked out of it. It was Li Daoyi, Mengmeng, Wutian, Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, as for Guanyin and Xiao Longnu, Dongfang Bubai did not follow.
A group of five people walked out of the space door, and then the little guy waved his cute little hand, and the space door disappeared instantly.
Seeing the gray surroundings, everyone suddenly felt unhappy.
"I feel the breath of sadness." Wutian said at this time.
"Sadness, unwillingness, despair, pain... such complicated emotions." Wutian continued.
Hongyun then looked around, seeming to be recalling the route he took when he escaped.
"Hey, where is it? I smell it." At this time, Mengmeng suddenly said in one direction.
"What do you smell?" Li Daoyi was speechless. How could this child look like a dog?
"Hmm...bad energy." The little guy tilted his head and said.
"Let's go and take a look."
Li Daoyi still chooses to believe in Mengmeng, this little guy can always surprise people.
Hongyun had no choice but to give up. He couldn't find the escape route at all, so he could only smile awkwardly.
"Follow me." Mengmeng waved her little hand and took the lead in flying towards the distance, and everyone quickly followed.
The entire underworld is filled with an oppressive aura. This is the aura of death. It is different from the world of living people. Even the moon in the sky is gloomy, surrounded by countless blue flames, like stars, each one The flame is a soul, and these souls are all floating in one direction, and that place is the underworld.
The powerful aura on everyone's body caused these souls to avoid one after another, and the souls spread out a channel wherever they passed. Most of these souls were confused. Only those who were strong in life would have a certain degree of self-awareness. Unfortunately, once they enter the underworld, they have to leave if they want to. They can't help it.
After flying for a while, the outline of a high mountain gradually appeared in the distance. The whole mountain was shrouded in black mist. The shape of this mountain was different from ordinary mountains. It was solitary and conical, with the top pointing towards the underworld. In the sky, those wandering souls seemed to be afraid of this place. They changed their direction when they were far away from this place and couldn't avoid it.
The closer they got, the stronger the strange aura everyone felt. It was an aura full of murderous intent, as if there was a Shura field with mountains of corpses and seas of blood in front of them. The bloody smell that hit their nostrils made several people couldn't help but wrinkle. frowned.
Soon, everyone flew to the front of the mountain, which was Yinshan Mountain.
Speaking of Yinshan Mountain, what is more famous in later generations is that it became the dojo of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. However, it was different from that of later generations. Today's Yinshan Mountain is a forbidden place for wandering souls. When Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha arrived at Yinshan Mountain in later generations, it was already a The place where countless souls perish.
"It's right here, that feeling, yes, I remember it." Hongyun looked at Yinshan and sighed.
At this time, everyone was just standing outside Yinshan Mountain, still some distance away from the foot of Yinshan Mountain, but even so, the depressing feeling was very uncomfortable.
"Amitabha." Wutian looked at Yinshan, with endless sadness in his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to see the scene of corpses scattered everywhere during the Longhan Catastrophe.
"Fellow Taoist, what should we do next? The God-killing Spear is an innate treasure. Except for Luo Hu, non-sages cannot touch it." Zhen Yuanzi said solemnly.
Li Daoyi was staring at Yinshan Mountain. He had already sensed the God-killing Spear hidden in the mountain.
Li Daoyi held Mengmeng's hand and walked forward. No one followed, and they didn't dare to step forward. Even quasi-saints were still not enough in front of an artifact of this level.
Just as the two of them took a few steps forward, Li Daoyi and Mengmeng suddenly stopped, turning around and looking at the sky behind them.
Everyone was stunned and then looked behind them.
I saw a strange scene in the originally dark sky. A golden brilliance appeared in the gray sky, and a powerful aura came from the air.
"Holy Light, a saint is coming." Zhen Yuanzi exclaimed.
"Huh? So fast?" Li Daoyi secretly asked.
"Hey." The little guy also looked at the sky curiously.
At this time, Zhen Yuanzi and others were about to approach Li Daoyi, but he stretched out his hand to stop them.
"Don't panic." Li Daoyi reassured several people.
I saw that the ray of light in the sky began to gather, and slowly solidified into a human shape, a woman to be precise.
I saw that the person who came was wearing a purple gold crown with hair and jewels on it, a two-color gold bouquet tied with multicolored silk and knotted with long tassels, an azure-flowered eight-piece Japanese forged tasseled gown, and a green satin foundation. Umbrella boots. The face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the color is like the flowers of spring dawn, the temples are like knife cuts, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is like peach petals, and the eyes are like autumn waves. She is as beautiful as Nuwa, with a hint of domineering in her soft appearance.
"Greetings to Empress Houtu." Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun came to their senses and quickly bowed to the sky.
The person who came was none other than Empress Houtu, the ruler of Hades.
Houtu stood in the air, her beautiful eyes first looking at Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun. It was obvious that she recognized the two of them at a glance, even though Hongyun was Yun Zhongzi at this time.
Then her eyes fell on Wutian, and a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. She was surprised at the other person's cultivation. But she quickly looked at Li Daoyi and Mengmeng in front of a few people, and then her eyes shed a light. She couldn't see it. through.
