The whole Journey to the West panicked, my disciples are all sanctified

Seeing the appearance of all the immortal officials, the Jade Emperor was furious.

started again.

started again.

At this time, no one can share his worries.

now.

The Jade Emperor wished that his imperial conquest would wipe out Da Qin's ashes.

But after hesitating for a long time, he dared not make this decision.

Too dangerous.

If the existence behind Daqin made a direct move, maybe even he would be hated.

Unless all the foundations of the entire heaven are dispatched.

But that can only be used when the Heavenly Court is alive or dead.

Thinking of this, the Jade Emperor's face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't help looking at Avalokitesvara beside him.

It was her bad idea that caused the Heavenly Court to suffer heavy losses.

And Buddhism only paid for one mouth.

The Jade Emperor woke up, he felt that he was being used as a gun.

Daqin Mingming is also a stumbling block to Buddhism.

In the end, he was the only one busy here in Heaven.

"Your Majesty, the crime is fierce, and the poor monk plans to go back and sue the Buddha, and assist the heavenly court to cast down demons together."

Avalokitesvara is a bodhisattva full of great wisdom, so he can naturally feel that the Jade Emperor is dissatisfied with Buddhism at this time.

Needless to say.

Take the initiative to express your determination.

Ying Zheng's growth made her feel the pressure.

The most hateful thing was that Li Jing, who had just been arranged by her, was sent away and rushed to reincarnation.

Yingzheng deserves to die!

Even without hints from the Jade Emperor, Avalokitesvara decided to go back and tell the Buddha to find a way to destroy Daqin in the long river of history.

Among the immortal officials, after hearing this, Nezha twitched a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Your intentions are good.

But you don't know what kind of existence Ying Zheng's master is.

At this time, Nezha was thinking about whether he should find an opportunity to tell the secret.

Maybe the immortal master already understood everything.

But anyway, this is an opportunity to express yourself.

Just when Nezha was thinking wildly.

An inexplicable aura rose suddenly, and the faces of the Jade Emperor and Avalokitesvara changed a little.

...

Chapter 177 Achieving Quasi-Saint!break through hell

The sudden breath made the faces of the Jade Emperor and Guanshiyin change slightly.

Not only them, but even the highly cultivated gods and gods in Lingxiao Palace felt it, and they all looked horrified.

The former ruthless people of Jiejiao, Zhao Gongming, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, Bi Xiao and Qiong Xiao all became more cautious, looked at each other, and they all saw surprise in each other's eyes.

In this breath, they felt a great will to bury the sky, the ground, and everything.

"Is this a living being promoted to quasi-sage?"

A fairy official exclaimed, only feeling his scalp go numb.

This is promoting the quasi-sage, but it doesn't look like that, because the breath is too strong.

The Jade Emperor and Avalokitesvara thought so too, that's why their expressions changed.

At this moment, not only the gods in the heavens felt this grand breath and great will.

Many great powers in the Three Realms also felt it, and they all showed horror and were terrified.

This breath seemed to come from the endless chaos, extremely far away, but they could still feel it personally.

It can be seen how terrifying it is.

...

Underworld.

"This master, come to reincarnate?"

"Yeah, this is no longer a bottleneck, and life is short, so it's better to start over again. In the next life, the poor monk will be sure to break through the shackles."

"Then congratulations, master."

A ghost messenger led a monk to reincarnate, and the two chatted on the way.

It's not surprising that ghosts are used to this kind of thing.

There was a trace of Buddha's light on the monk's face, which was quite useful to the ghost messenger.

"boom!"

at this time.

The entire underworld shook violently, as if it was about to collapse, and an inexplicable breath came from the endless depths, as if a peerless beast was awakening.

"what's the situation?"

The faces of the ghost messenger and the monk changed greatly in fright, and they almost fell to the ground.

This tremor became more and more violent and terrifying, spreading away, and the entire underworld, the eighteenth floor of hell, could feel this magnificent aura.

"Damn it! It's such a terrible breath, what kind of power is doing this, quickly put away the supernatural power!"

"Oh my god! Could it be that some strong man has entered the underworld? The brothers in front stand up!"

"Could it be that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is angry?"

"The empress is awake?"

"... "

Countless ghosts and gods were wailing, trembling under this supreme aura.

Like doomsday.

...

In the hall of Yan Luo.

King Yan Luo was so startled that he almost fell off his throne.

A look of surprise and uncertainty.

This feeling is all too familiar.

A few days ago, there was such a shock in hell, but it was far less violent than this time.

In the end what happened?

In these years, he has not encountered such a situation, and there have been two shocks in a short period of time.

Yan Luowang's face was already dark, but now it became even darker.

However, he wasn't too flustered.

With Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva around, no matter what happens, there will be no big waves.

...

Reincarnation.

Eighteen levels of hell.

The Buddha's light shines everywhere, the scriptures are bright, and the Sanskrit sounds are bursting, just like three thousand Buddhas are chanting the scriptures.

Boundless mana overwhelmingly suppressed it.

"Yang Jian! You haven't repented until now?" Endless scriptures spewed out from Ksitigarbha's mouth. Around his Dharma image, there were countless phantoms of Buddha singing, and the sky filled with Sanskrit sounds, a scene of a Buddhist kingdom.

Ksitigarbha King's face full of Buddha's light revealed a look of shock.

Yang Jian is actually breaking through the quasi-sage!

Right under his nose.

Dharma is waiting for you every day.

Suddenly it is about to break through the quasi-sage.

It's unimaginable.

What is that place under the eighteen layers of hell?

Ordinary Da Luo Jinxian was suppressed below, and they were already burning incense without being disabled.

This guy can actually practice breakthrough.

The key is to break through to quasi-sage.

Incredible.

...

"Hehe, repent? When I pass through hell, I will go to the Lingshan Mountain and find old Tathagata to settle the score."

A loud voice came from the depths of hell.

Yang Jian didn't intend to pretend anymore.

Showdown.

Wisps of holy power overflowed from his body, one after another divine brilliance bloomed, his whole body was brilliant, like casted in gold, the profound art and the sacred body resonated, endless blood energy rushed up like a galaxy, and the mighty death energy was blown away.

Yang Jian's aura is constantly rising, and under him, a supreme curtain phantom swallows the sky and the earth, the dead air is surging, the arcs are intertwined, and the vicissitudes of life are majestic.

This is a kind of ancient meaning, shocking, if there is nothing, it seems that all the heavens and myriad realms are resonating, and the sound of worship of the gods is heard.

Immediately, the phantom of the big screen gradually merged with him.

Yang Jian's aura exploded again, surpassing Fan Zhu of Da Luo Jinxian, his soul and body were both transforming, and every big realm was an evolution of life level.

With a long howl, visions were born. Around Yang Jian, the universe, stars, gods, ghosts and demons, visions took shape at this moment. Under the eighteen layers of hell, which were originally filled with endless dead energy, it was as if chaos had just opened and everything was reborn. .

Yang Jian's soul and physical body have been cultivated to the peak, and he has overcome a hurdle and entered the realm of quasi-sage.

At this moment, all the heavens in the three realms were shocked.

Even under the endless eighteen layers of hell, all the gods felt this breath.

Yang Jian's body shook, and the chains of laws that locked his limbs were all shattered.

The immeasurable Buddha's light suppressed from above the eighteen levels of hell could not break his body, but made him even more majestic and majestic, exuding an inviolable sacred air.

"Yang Jian! What are you going to do? Even if you become a quasi-sage, you will still be obediently suppressed by me under the [-]th floor of hell."

The magnificent voice of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva came from the endless void, and he felt that the chain of law was broken.

Even though there are many obstacles, Yang Jian still has to be suppressed.

The Buddhas chanted, and countless scriptures swayed down, condensing into bergamot hands engraved with scriptures, suppressing them.

"I have become a quasi-sage, how can I be suppressed by you?"

Yang Jian said indifferently, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, revealing the domineering arrogance of the world's only one. With a long roar, the entire eighteenth floor of hell trembled again, and hundreds of millions of rays of divine light rushed out of his body.

The prestige of quasi-sage swept across the entire underworld.