Xuankong was stunned. It was indeed a bit annoying to remember that the Underworld King was in charge of the samsara of death.

Not all the gods in the sky jumped out of the cracks of the stones. Who has few relatives and friends living in the world? But they can naturally ascend to the sky after their own practice of Taoism, but there are not many who have the ability to take the whole family to ascend to the upper realm together.

But the immortal strips in the heavenly court are strict and law-enforcement gods are supervising, so even gods cannot save mortals and make them immortal.

Fortunately, there is another shortcut. If the ten underworld kings can help them.

If you secretly change the book of life and death, you can make mortals live for a few more years.

However, the ten palaces of the Underworld are all selfless and have never been selfless since taking over the underworld. Since they took over the underworld, they have never made any changes to the life and death book privately. Those immortals and saints who come to visit with great gifts are always turned away, and they will inevitably feel a little unhappy in their hearts. They often blame the Underworld for being unkind.

If you meet a bad-tempered god, you will make a big fuss in the underworld.

Even if the Heavenly Court of the Upper Realm knows about it, it will only be laughed at and not taken seriously.

When Xuankong heard Gu Chen Xingjun talk about this, he gave a thumbs up and praised: "The world is normal, but I said that the Underworld is doing a good job. If everyone can change the life and death book indiscriminately, what else should the heavenly reincarnation?"

Gu Chen Xingjun was stunned by his words, turned around and smiled, "Haha, Xuankong, you have little knowledge. You will not say that again after you have experienced more."

Wang Qi also pulled Xuan Kong next to him and said, "Yes, senior brother, aren't we asking Mr. Hell to give up on my father how many years of life?"

Xuankong scratched his head, sighed, and stood beside him. Gu Chen Xingjun naturally would not deceive him. What his junior brother Wang Qi said was the truth. Could it be that he was wrong in insisting on justice?

"You evil deed, you are still doing evil here, but see who I am!"

Gu Chen Xingjun released his mount, fire-eyed beast, and his four legs paused on the river bank, and flew into the air with a blood light. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard waves rolling in the blood river below, and a five-clawed blood-red dragon rushed into the air from the river.

Xuankong was startled when he saw this blood dragon rushing up from the river with his teeth and claws. He was shocked and pinched a Jiuxiao Hunyuan True Thunder in his hand and hit the blood dragon.

The blood dragon opened its mouth wide, murmured silently, and swallowed the Hunyuan True Thunder.

Regardless of his master here, he shook his head and wagged his tail and was about to suck Xuankong.

Gu Chen Xingjun was surprised and praised in his heart: "It is indeed the protagonist who has been in danger for several days. With a Taoist book by Uncle Wen Zhong, he can actually restore the true interpretation of the thunder method of my Jie Sect. No wonder even the head teacher asked me and other disciples to secretly take care of you."

It turns out that the Nine-Dao Hunyuan True Thunder that Xuankong has understood has another name in the Jie Sect, called Shangqing Divine Thunder, which is the secret of the Shangqing Tongtian Sect Master.

Only disciples who entered the house or disciples who were the master who looked at him with a green eye could be taught by the master Tongtian. However, he did not expect that Xuan Kong realized the true form of this divine thunder with the trace of remaining Taoist tradition left by Wen Zhong, the God of the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder God, who stayed in the world.

It is indeed the son of Thunder, the protagonist of the disaster, and his body has a strong understanding of the roots and bones.

Unexpectedly, the treasure of Tianluo Blood-Changing Divine Sword left him for a long time, and his bloody and unruly aura not only continued to decrease, but also increased day by day. Gu Chen Xingjun was anxious and thought that in front of him, he also let the treasure he accompanied him hurt his junior nephew. So what kind of face will he have to walk in the heaven in the future?

He stretched out his hand, transformed into Fang Tian Hua Ji, and flew to block the blood dragon.

The blood dragon was transformed from the Blood Transformation Divine Sword. Although it was not sensible, it was still a little afraid of the Gu Chen Xingjun. Seeing the Star Lord put Fang Tian Hua Ji across his way, the Blood Dragon shrank a little in his heart. It swung its tail and pulled a huge wave from the blood river to slam it on the shore.

Taking advantage of this huge wave, I was about to escape into the blood river.

Gu Chen Xingjun sneered: "I said that you have practiced with the King of Hell over the years and have developed some earth-shaking magic powers. You dare to compete with me!" He sat on the back of the beast with fire-eyed eyes and golden eyes, silently recited his unique mental formula, and reached down to grab the void.

He shouted in his mouth: "Get up and return it to my true form!"

I saw that this long and wide river of blood that was not seen from the source was absorbed into the air by Gu Chen Xingjun using his great magic power, and gradually narrowed and condensed, turning into a sharp brown-red sword.

A trace of blood flashed on the blade of the treasure knife, twisting and entrenching like a red dragon.

This is the secret magic weapon of Yu Hua, a qi refiner in Penglai Island. The Tianluo Blood-Changing Divine Sword, which is specially used for battles on the battlefield, is originally in shape. This knife is extremely ferocious. No matter who is cut off a trace of blood, it will turn into blood and die. If it is cut off by this knife, it will not only die on the spot, but even the soul will be sucked into the knife.

The Blood River, which lies in front of the Fengdu Ghost City, was knocked back to the prototype by Gu Chen Xingjun. In front of Xuankong and his group, there was a smooth road. Only a sound of sore teeth sounded at the gate of the city in front, and many ghost soldiers and generals rushed out of the city. They were the underworld officers and soldiers stationed in the Fengdu Ghost City.

Gu Chen Xingjun did not want to involve the Yin God of the Underworld. He held the Tianluo Blood-Changing Divine Sword in his hand and quietly began to meditate.

Where has Wang Qi seen so many ghost soldiers and ghost generals?

Although he was also a cultivator who had practiced magic, he subconsciously looked at the elder brother, hoping that Xuankong could point him out a bright path. Xuankong stood under the clouds of Gu Chen Xingjun. According to seniority, Gu Chen Xingjun Yu Hua is the master of the Laoshan Sect.

Among all the people present, he is the most respected in his seniority. What can Xuan Kong do if Yu Hua doesn’t speak?

He thought for a while, worried about a misunderstanding with the underworld's ghost soldiers, so he took out the "Yuanshi Wuliangdi Ren's Top-grade Wonderful Sutra" bequeathed to him by King Qin Guang. Wang Qi looked ahead and stared at Xuan Kong's hand with his squint eyes.

Seeing him bringing out a volume of scriptures, he said straight: "Good senior brother, before we have fought with these little ghosts, we have to recite a few volumes of Requiem's ​​mantras for the funeral?"

Wang Qi pulled out the sword he carried with him from behind, spitted into his palm, and plucked up his chest and said, "Forget it, forgot, let's go back to the underworld with you, Senior Brother, today!"

Xuankong saw what he said was tragic, and he was a little funny and moved.

He reached out and hit Wang Qi in the back of the head, and smiled and said, "What are you talking about? I have the military talismans from the underworld, and these ghost generals will not attack us." Seeing that Wang Qi's eyes were full of disbelief, Xuan Kong turned his hand over.

I saw the "Yuanshi Wuliangdi Man's Top Wonderful Sutra" in his hand emit a purple light. When the light dissipated, it turned into a dark purple black iron token lying flat on the palm of Xuankong's hand.

Xuankong weighed the token and said, "I knew that as Brother Qin Guang, there was no reason to give me a handwritten scripture in the world at will." He had long suspected that the secrets were hidden in the "The Best Sutra of Yuanshi Wuliangdi Ren".
Chapter completed!