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Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's voice was full of surprise and shock, as if he knew that his Dharma could not break through the space sealed by ink.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has made a move, this guy is dead!"

A Yin soldier cheered up.

In their hearts, if it is said that Hades of the Ten Temples is the ruler of the underworld, then Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is the heaven of the underworld, possessing supreme authority!

"Hehe, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, I was looking for you everywhere, but I didn't expect you to come out by yourself."

The corner of Mu Chen's mouth smiled, and he twirled the brush in his hand, the ink space with a radius of hundreds of miles suddenly surged, and the endless black ink gathered and converged towards the tip of the brush.

Soon, the space faded from the ink, showing its original color.

He received supernatural powers, and the figure of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva appeared in everyone's eyes.

"We will see Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!"

All the kings of Hades paid respects one after another, their eyes full of the joy of the rest of their lives.

They knew very well that if Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva hadn't come forward in time, they might have been wiped out by Mu Chen!

Simultaneously.

Muchen is looking at this legendary figure.

I saw that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was more than eight feet tall, wearing golden cassocks, and there was a round of Buddha halo behind his head, which was turning slowly.

"The poor monk has seen the benefactor!"

"I don't know who the benefactor is? Why did you fight in the underworld today?"

While Mu Chen was looking at him, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva clasped his hands together, although his mouth was very polite, but his eyes were full of contempt.

How strong is it?

What about being able to block the space?

In his opinion, it was nothing more than some crooked tricks.

Although I don't understand why Muchen pretended to be the master of the stone monkey, but Muchen's disturbance in the underworld today is enough to arouse the anger of Buddhism!

Therefore, in the eyes of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Muchen is already considered a dead person.

He is very polite to the dead.

Muchen didn't care about the contempt in Ksitigarbha's eyes, but smiled lightly and said:

"Let me introduce myself. I am just a scholar who writes books. As for the purpose of coming here today, it is naturally for my unworthy disciple."

Just a scholar?

Do you think we are fools?

Scholar is as awesome as you, we will shit backwards from now on!

Yama of the ten halls complained wildly in his heart, and even Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva frowned.

Apparently, they were all unbelievers.

"Hehe, since the benefactor doesn't want to say anything, the poor monk will stop asking, but why did the benefactor pretend to be the master of the stone monkey?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva asked calmly.

This is also the biggest doubt in his heart.

According to what the Buddha said, the master of the stone monkey was Daodetianzun, but now he captured the stone monkey, Daodetianzun didn't make a move, instead a mysterious strong man jumped out!

Could it be that the mysterious strong man in front of him is the person of Daode Tianzun?

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's mind was wide open, and he kept guessing.

"What? Impersonating?"

Mu Chen frowned.

What the hell?

When did I become a fake?

Do you Buddhists have any misunderstanding about this matter?

But he didn't bother to explain, anyway, his purpose was to rescue Wukong and deter the underworld, which didn't include helping someone to blame!

"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, let Wukong out quickly, so that I can give you some dignity."

Mu Chen waved his hands, already losing his patience.

There are so many words in the water, if you don't fight again, everyone will run away!

He is also anxious!

The indifferent voice reached Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's ears, instantly arousing his anger.

Who is he, Ksitigarbha?

Throughout the ages, even the Buddha dared not speak to him like this!

"Hmph, the benefactor is so rude, so don't blame the poor monk for being rude!"

He snorted angrily, clasped his palms together, and displayed a hundred-foot Buddha's light dharma image, which was majestic and boundless, looking down at Mu Chen.

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, a Buddha's chant resounded between heaven and earth, and the Baizhang Dharma figure slammed down his hands, and slapped towards Mu Chen.

Rumble!

The sky fell apart, and the whole hell trembled.

"The Bodhisattva has finally made a move, this guy is dead!"

King Qin Guang was very excited, looking at Mu Chen's back, he gritted his teeth in hatred.

But then, he was stupid.

Just because he saw a scene that he couldn't understand in his life.

Under the giant palm of the vast and boundless Buddha light, Mu Chen's expression was indifferent, he just waved his hand casually, and the hundred-foot-long Dharma image collapsed and disintegrated in an instant.

It was as if, that dharma image was just an ordinary projection with no offensive power.

"puff--"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva even spat out a mouthful of blood, his face full of shock.

He didn't even see what supernatural power Mu Chen was using.

"How is this going?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"How can this person be so casual and break my law?"

Ksitigarbha muttered at the corner of his mouth, with disbelief written all over his face.

You know, I am a strong Daluo Jinxian, with a cultivation base that reaches the heavens and the earth, which is not comparable to any cat or dog.

But even so, his attack was still easily deciphered by this mysterious young man!

Could it be that this guy is the clone of Daode Tianzun, a quasi-sage strong?

Yes, it must be so!

Daode Tianzun is located in Zixiao Palace. As one of the six sages, he is not allowed to leave Zixiao Palace at will, but in order to save his disciple, he separated this clone and rushed to the underworld.

Thinking of this, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva put away the contempt in his eyes, and became a little jealous instead.

This news, I must inform Lingshan quickly, so that the Buddha can take countermeasures!

"Hehe, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, I still say the same thing, if you release Wukong yourself, I can give you some dignity."

"If not, when I do it myself, I'm afraid things won't take your Bodhisattva status into consideration."

Mu Chen carried his hands behind his back, smiling flatly.

His tone was clearly very flat, but it fell on everyone's ears like thunder rolling from the sky.

mad!

It's crazy!

Hades of Ten Palaces retreated subconsciously, apparently frightened of being beaten.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva also frowned slightly, looking displeased, but he didn't dare to be careless.

He didn't know Mu Chen's true identity before, yet he could look down at him with arrogance.

But now that he knows that Mu Chen is the clone of Daode Tianzun, all his arrogance and dignity seem so insignificant in comparison.

After all, one is a saint, and the other is just a wage earner in Buddhism!

After thinking about this point clearly, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva took a deep breath and had no choice but to endure the humiliation:

"Benefactor, this matter involves my Buddhist luck..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a gust of wind casually fanned by Mu Chen.

"I don't care what nonsense Buddhist sect you are, if I count to three and don't let people go, don't blame me for being rude!"

Mu Chen's robe was windless and automatic, looking directly at the dizang, domineering.

"This……"

Ksitigarbha hesitated.

"three."

"two."

Mu Chen stared at Ksitigarbha coldly, losing all patience.

"one."

This sound fell, and a monstrous momentum erupted, centered on the ruins of the Palace of the King of Hell, and spread in all directions.

Boom!

Countless buildings collapsed, and some weak Yin soldiers were directly annihilated into fly ash under the powerful momentum.

"Benefactor, we still have room to discuss this matter!"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's complexion changed drastically, and he was also anxious.

"Yu you p!"

In Mu Chen's hand, he waved the Baiyun Langhao brush, and black shadows appeared out of nowhere, each one with astonishing power.

There is a young man with a heavy ruler in his hand, surrounded by different fires;