"I can feel that 'it' may not hurt you, but contacting 'it' rashly is not a good thing for you..." The smile at the corner of Yang Gang's mouth widened, and his voice gradually became ethereal and low.
"what are you saying?"
Han Xiang felt that this Yang Yi was getting weirder and weirder.
I am neither a relative nor an acquaintance of him, so why did I say such "heart-to-heart" words? He is obviously on the verge of death...
In Hanxiang's eyes.
The deputy commander of Doubu, who is not even an earthly immortal, obviously cannot survive this disaster.
"I said... leave quickly!"
Yang Gang suddenly yelled.
In his eyes, that flower, which seemed to be visible only to those who were struck by the 'Weird Smile', suddenly bloomed with bright brilliance, coquettish and strange...
The words fell.
Yang Gang pushed Han Xiang hard, pushing her ten miles away, then let out a weird roar, turned around and rushed towards the River Styx, as if he had completely lost his mind.
"Roar!"
"Ho! Roar!!"
Each figure in Doubu's team of a thousand people raised their heads and roared, like wild beasts that had lost their minds, staggering towards the direction of the Styx.
"伱......"
Hanxiang stood there blankly, feeling the temperature of the palm just now on her shoulder.
"His power can actually push me ten miles away? This is pure physical power. Who...is he?"
"leave here?"
Han Xiang then remembered Yang Yi's words, and her expression changed.
And in this moment of hesitation she had.
Yang Gang's figure was like lightning, and he had already rushed to the bank of the River Styx.
He kicked his feet suddenly on the ground, flew up into the air and shot toward the flowers in the sky. At the same time, a glimmer of clarity flashed through his misty eyes, and he stabbed the sky heavily with the spear in his hand.
boom!
The bright light of the spear hit the heart of the flower.
However.
This shot felt like it was stabbing Yang Gang into the empty sky.
Hua Hua Hua~~~
The blood sea of the Styx set off endless turbulent waves, turning into a blood-colored water curtain of three thousand feet, blocking all eyes in the world.
"Flowers bloom on the other side, and the river will never be forgotten."
An inexplicable sigh seemed to be engraved in the long river of time, ringing in the ears of every creature in the Nine Netherlands.
Sigh with this life.
The last remaining trace of clarity in Yang Gang's eyes completely dissipated.
"Flowers bloom on the other side, forget the river... don't forget."
Hanxiang watched this scene from a distance, and a strange feeling of familiarity suddenly arose in her heart. There seemed to be countless fragmented memories rolling around in his mind, about to spurt out with the water of the Styx.
However, there seems to be an inexplicable force that restricts the emergence of countless memories.
"The flower of the other shore has finally bloomed."
Deep in the Netherworld, a sigh of regret suddenly sounded.
The void slowly opened.
Then, a sharp arrow emerged first.
Then came a simple long bow, a strong and powerful arm, and finally, a man wearing a simple short shirt slowly walked out of the void.
He looked at the sky in the distance and smiled sadly, "I have been waiting for this day for a long, long time..."
"The ancient legend has really come true!"
The ancestral land of the Jiuyou clan.
A demon god with two heads and four arms slowly opened his eyes and looked at the twelve figures sitting cross-legged in front of him, "Twelve elders, this time, I have to thank you..."
"yes."
"Don't dare to disobey the Demon Lord's orders!"
"We will set off immediately, even if we risk our lives, we will definitely bring back the hope of the Jiuyou tribe to return to the earth!"
"Thank you all."
A place that exists in a void of space.
Thousands of Buddha lights bloom.
Countless Buddhist figures knelt devoutly on the ground, chanted Buddhist scriptures, and worshiped a figure sitting on the top of the mountain.
"Is the other shore, the other shore, real, or is it in the hearts of people?"
Amitabha Buddha in the West looked through the layers of void and saw the vision that happened outside the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of his hand. He couldn't help but sing "Good" in a low voice, his eyes filled with longing.
He was forced into the void by Bianhuahua and hid in the Buddhist country to avoid disaster. He couldn't help himself and it was expected.
Now the person in destiny has appeared.
Then...it's time for him to show his true abilities.
"Da Leiyin Temple, get up!"
The storm is surging under the Nine Netherworld.
With the arrival of Yang Gang and Han Xiang, this scene, which seemed to have been waiting for eternity, finally kicked off.
At that time.
There is no Jiuyou in the land of reincarnation.
At that time.
There are only a few seekers here who rely on reincarnation and try to take the wrong path.
At that time.
The ancient heavens were high in the sky and had not yet fallen to the earth.
Very few people know that legend.
And now.
When Yang Gang and Han Xiang appeared under Jiuyou, the flowers on the other side bloomed, and interested people from all over the world came one after another.
Just a moment.
A magnificent temple cut through the void, completely illuminating the sky above the Styx River. Amidst the golden Buddha light, the Great Thunder Sound Temple stood tall in the void above the Styx River.
Afterwards.
A Buddha with a body as calm as a mountain, sitting upright on a nine-grade golden lotus with three missing leaves, slowly rose from the temple.
Looking under the River Styx.
That figure wrapped in the flowers of the other side.
"He...is it him?"
A doubt arose in Amitabha's mind.
The long and broken memory deep in the sea of consciousness, the figure of a divine man holding a divine bow and roaring at the sun, gradually condensed in his mind.
"Tathagata, you old bald donkey, you really have hidden deep enough!"
Twelve figures of the Nine Nether Witch Ancestors emerged from all directions and quietly surrounded the Great Leiyin Temple.
"The methods of all the donors are admirable. I did fall into the void. However, due to luck of the times, this calamity allowed me to find the twelve-level lotus platform, the most precious treasure of ancient Buddhism, from the void of reincarnation."
Amitabha, whose Dharma name is Tathagata, held up the flower and smiled, still looking at the River Styx in the distance, as if the lace in his hand was the flower on the other side, and his determination to win it was fully revealed.
"Huh! It's just a broken lotus platform, it's not worth mentioning!"
A witch ancestor said coldly and sadly.
Her face is dark and her body is covered with strange snake heads. She is the new generation of Xuanming Witch Ancestor who has gone through several versions of changes.
"Let's wait and see?" Tathagata Buddha said.
"We'll see." Xuan Ming said coldly.
The words are implemented.
The auras of both sides surged, and they were about to decide the true chapter on the River Styx.
But at this time.
An ancient aura emerged from the sky above.
The Tathagata and the Twelve Witch Ancestors all changed their expressions.
"This is……"
"Hide quickly!"
The shrill roar just sounded.
'call out--'
'咻咻咻——'
A series of gray-brown arrows fell from the sky, as if there was no trace of magic or magical power, only the purest Taoist charm was manifested.
Rumble~~
The arrow, which seemed to surpass all speeds in the world, suddenly hit everyone.
Thirteen explosions shook Jiuyou.
Thirteen groups of colorful lights rose into the sky.
Before everything calms down.
'咻咻咻咻-' Another strange arrow appeared, penetrating the endless void and falling on everyone.
"This unparalleled divine arrow...could it be him?"
"The legendary...Yi!" Horrified shouts spread in all directions.
"Isn't it said that Dayi reincarnated as Hou Yi? Could it be that he is here..."
"No!"
Tathagata Buddha seemed to suddenly remember something and shouted: "It's not that scary. This is not an arrow shooting at the sun! Otherwise we will definitely die! This person is really scary. Hurry, join forces to fight against the enemy!"
