Chapter 450: Fighting the Ten Kings of Hell, Fengdu takes action

The Taoist Mosquito spoke and told Hou Tu about his plan. Hou Tu smiled slightly after hearing it.

"Making a big fuss in the underworld? Interesting. Let's do as you say."

Time flies. In the blink of an eye, another period of time has passed.

One day, Sun Wukong was in his sleep, and his soul suddenly left his body. He couldn't help flying towards the underworld.

After entering the underworld, Sun Wukong suddenly woke up.

He looked at the strange world in front of him with a puzzled look.

"I was sleeping, so how could I suddenly come to the underworld?"

Sun Wukong was also very clear about the origin and function of the underworld.

The underworld was created by the great and merciful saint Hou Tu Niangniang.

There are Fengdu Emperor, the Ten Kings of Hell, and millions of ghost messengers in it. It is a world of the dead.

All the creatures in the three realms must come here to report after they fall.

Of course, except for the Daluo Jinxian and the cultivators above the Daluo Jinxian.

Daluo Jinxian, comprehending the power of the law, cultivating the eternal and indestructible Dao fruit, transcending the three realms and not in the five elements.

The netherworld is naturally not qualified to govern such a great supernatural power, but as long as the cultivators who have not cultivated to the Daluo Jinxian are under the jurisdiction of the netherworld.

Although Sun Wukong has not yet cultivated to the Daluo Jinxian, he has also perfected the five qi and cultivated to the immortal golden immortal, with almost endless life.

And there is no wind, fire and thunder catastrophe at this time, why did he come to this underworld? It doesn't conform to common sense at all.

I'm afraid that behind the scenes, it is the same force behind the old white monkey in Huaguo Mountain that is making trouble, that is,

Sun Wukong's eyes looked faintly to the west. On the nameless fairy island, he didn't do much work, but he really read a lot of books.

A glimpse of the whole picture, the true meaning of which is not worth telling to outsiders.

Anyway, no matter what, Sun Wukong has a very clear understanding of himself.

Anyway, with my current ability, I can't compete with the underworld at all.

Sun Wukong turned around and was about to return to Huaguo Mountain along the original route.

Suddenly, a group of demons, ghosts, and evil ghosts appeared and surrounded Sun Wukong.

In the thirty-three heavens, the paradise, beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, Zhunti and Jieyin raised their mouths slightly.

Carefully looked at the picture projected from the netherworld.

After the riot in the underworld, the great calamity of the journey to the west was officially on the right track. Next, his great prosperity in the west was just around the corner.

Although some blood was shed on this trip to the underworld, as long as things could be done well, everything didn't matter.

In the underworld, after the ghost gate, countless fierce and evil ghosts surrounded Sun Wukong, with ferocious and murderous faces, slowly approaching Sun Wukong.

At this time, the calamity of heaven and earth climbed to a peak, and a wisp of indescribable breath of heaven suddenly fell from the nine heavens and sank into Sun Wukong's body.

In an instant, negative emotions expanded without limit.

Sun Wukong's face showed a great coldness, calculating, calculating, and calculating again.

He, Sun Wukong, only wanted to live forever in Huaguo Mountain, but why did this calculation seem to have no end!

"Boom!"

Sun Wukong's heart suddenly burst into a nameless anger, and the chain mail golden armor, the phoenix wing purple gold crown, the lotus silk cloud shoes, and the Ruyi golden hoop appeared in front of him in an instant.

With a thought, he put on the armor, and an endless fighting spirit, carrying the anger suppressed in his heart for countless years, suddenly broke out.

"Boom!"

A wave of air that almost turned into substance rushed in all directions.

Wherever it passed, no matter how vicious the evil ghosts were, they let out a shrill roar and then turned into ashes.

Then, the golden hoop swept violently, and the hundreds of evil ghosts surrounding Sun Wukong turned into smoke and dust.

In the dark of the netherworld, the Emperor of Fengdu, also known as the Taoist Mosquito, was amazed.

What a fierce monkey, he is indeed a destined calamity child, a talent cultivated by the master!

After passing through the gates of hell, Sun Wukong killed many evil ghosts and demons, but the anger in his heart did not dissipate, but became even more intense!

He held the Ruyi Jingu Bang tightly in his hand and went straight to the inside of the netherworld.

Along the way, Taoist Mosquito naturally arranged everything, and countless vicious ghosts flew out and were killed one by one by Sun Wukong. Wherever he passed, there was no enemy, and all the souls flew away.

These evil ghosts were all evil ghosts who committed countless murders in their lifetime.

Even if they did not die in the hands of Sun Wukong, what awaited them was the most severe and terrifying punishment in the underworld.

And dying in the hands of Sun Wukong, so that they could avoid this torment, was a bargain for them.

Under the trend of heaven, Sun Wukong vented his dissatisfaction, and the anger accumulated for countless years was dispersed one by one.

When Taoist Mosquito felt that it was almost time, he ordered the Ten Yama Kings to appear and snipe Sun Wukong.

"Boom!"

In a corner of the Netherworld, in front of the Senluo Palace, black air filled the air, and ripples appeared in the space.

Then several black lights flashed, and ten figures suddenly appeared.

The leader was one of the Ten Yama Kings, the Wheel King, and the other Yama Kings accompanied the Wheel King.

The Yama Kings looked fierce and evil, and the aura of each of them was at the peak of the Golden Immortal, and the aura of the Wheel King was the most terrifying, being the Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"You monkey, relying on your courage, dare to make a big fuss in my Netherworld. Do you really think that there is no one in my Netherworld?"

The Wheel King was high above, and he spoke slowly, his voice lingering, like a huge roar in the ears like the sound of a Jiang Huang Zhong Da Lu, instantly waking up Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was shocked, and the scarlet in his eyes dissipated like a tide, becoming clear.

"Ten Hells!"

Sun Wukong looked at the ten figures in front of him in shock, with a flash of recollection in his eyes.

He gradually remembered what he had done before.

He came to the netherworld for unknown reasons, made a big fuss in the underworld, killed countless ghosts, and even almost broke into the Senluo Palace.

Sun Wukong's face was full of fear. The Yamas could still be dealt with.

But further ahead was the Senluo Palace, the dojo of the Emperor of Fengdu.

With his strength, he had no chance of winning against the Emperor of Fengdu.

While Sun Wukong was stunned, the voice of the Wheel King sounded again.

"You monkey have committed a great crime, surrender quickly."

After saying that, the Wheel King waved his hand fiercely, and the ten Yamas flew out and besieged Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong was not afraid at all, and hurriedly grasped the Ruyi Jingu Bang and rushed up to fight.

Sun Wukong, with his war god physique, seemed to be not at a disadvantage even if he fought ten people alone.

No matter how well the ten Yama Kings cooperated, they were completely ineffective in front of Sun Wukong's watertight defense.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides fought for hundreds of rounds, and all kinds of magical powers were displayed. The waves of Taoism were overwhelming. Sun Wukong was not only not at a disadvantage, but gradually gained the upper hand as time went by.

At this time, the Senluo Hall not far in front of him began to shake violently.

The Book of Life and Death and the Judge's Pen, two great magic treasures flew out of it, and the black light tightly wrapped the two magic weapons, exuding great majesty!