It seems that this time, it is even more turbulent than thousands of years ago."

"Buddhism, heaven.

Ah!"

The monk sneered, looking at the boundless hell and endless evil ghosts, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will?"

"The storm is about to rise, and it's time to help the world break free from its shackles."

"Today the time has come, my chance to become a Buddha has come."

The monk muttered to himself, and finally jumped straight into the boundless hell.

Netherworld Sea of ​​Blood.

Above the sea of ​​blood, there was a ferocious scene.

This Netherworld Academy is made up of piles of bones and endless blood. It connects the human world and the underworld. It is an extremely vicious place.

But at this time, it was also shrouded in a deep sense of sadness.

"When I was in power, heaven and earth had nothing to do with you. Now that you are dead, you still want to influence my sea of ​​blood?

Get out of here!"

A loud shout came out, Ying Gou's eyes were like daggers, and as he looked around, all the Buddhist sadness disappeared in an instant.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that boy to be so violent. He knocked over a Buddhist Bodhisattva as soon as he appeared."

"The real storm has begun."

"It seems that I have to make preparations early."

Ying Gou looked at the mad wolf's opponent's sea of ​​blood, his figure flashed, and he was silent.

Of course, the same scene happened in countless places in the Earthly Immortal Realm.

In the Styx River, the Styx Ancestor stood with his sword in hand. After pondering, he became silent in the river of blood.

But the most shocking thing is Lingshan.

On the Lingshan Mountain, endless thunder rolls down. From the novice monks to the great Arhat Vajra Buddha and even the Bodhisattvas, they all recite sutras and transmit endless compassion.
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