Chapter 532 The Strength of the Four Declined Heavenly Monarchs

A desolate and dead world appeared around the Ghost King of Dangshan. It seemed to be condensed by countless death words, and it seemed to be cast by all the deaths in the heavens and the worlds, those who died in vain, those who died unjustly, those who died tragically, those who died of old age... all kinds of deep and distant, extremely mysterious, making people look like they are separated by a layer of gauze, hazy, lingering, occasionally touched but never seen through.

It seemed to be in the infinite distance, descending from afar, and it seemed to be born in the original place, and the breathing could be heard. As it gradually became clear, all the death laws, death intentions, and death auras in the first layer of the Jiuyou Great World bowed their heads together, and even showed signs of being integrated into it. If it was allowed to develop, perhaps in a moment, the first layer of Jiuyou would become the same desolate and dead world.

As soon as it appeared, the breath of this desolate and dead world made the time that Shi Xuan peeled off dim and dead, and the dark death ocean, golden compassionate lotus, and pseudo-destruction fortune atlas next to it were also suppressed by it, and began to evolve into death and silence.

This caused the Soul Eater Ghost King, the Bone Sword King, the Mangshan Ghost King, and the three Half-Step Golden Immortals who had a slight connection with them to pause for a moment, not knowing whether they were suppressed by his aura or their minds were shaken and unable to restrain themselves.

Just as the Dangshan Ghost King showed a hint of smile, the desolate and dead world suddenly stopped and dissipated rapidly, as if it did not want to provoke the Zuo Sheng Emperor and took the initiative to retreat, or as if it was secretly blocked by someone.

But no matter what, the smile of the Dangshan Ghost King Guluo froze on his face, his eyes widened, and his disbelief was beyond words. Moreover, as a Heavenly King, his life force was as vigorous as the sun and the moon, and a large part of it disappeared when the desolate and dead world disappeared, which instantly made him depressed.

The huge aura pressure just now made Shi Xuan solemn and extremely alert. Now that such a change has occurred, he is naturally happy to see it and optimistic about it.

He didn't care that the Soul-Eating Ghost King, the White-Bone Sword King, and the Mangshan Ghost King beside him had finally escaped from the vortex of time and fled away quickly under the blessing of the dark ocean of death, the golden compassionate lotus, and the pseudo-destruction map, preparing to hide in an extremely remote and hard-to-find place. Instead, he thought about it, and a deep and mysterious wheel appeared behind the black imperial robe, which was very different from the six reincarnations he had originally practiced.

The terrifying reincarnation aura rose to the sky, and the Dangshan Ghost King realized that he was completely unable to move under this pressure. He could only watch in fear and watch six hazy worlds like real ones appear behind the Zuosheng Emperor, who was covered with a white jade crown. They were connected into a wheel, and each was grand and deep, with no edge.

In one world, the sky was full of flowers, exotic flowers, green grass, clear springs, white jade, gold, palaces, and wonderful trees were everywhere, and handsome celestial beings sang and danced, with long life spans. One world shows the ordinary world, with gorgeous houses in the city, fields and paths, chickens and dogs can be heard, smoke from cooking, children, girls, young men, women, and wise old people, family happiness, love between husband and wife, friendship, hardship of survival, ruthless betrayal, love and hate, and extravagance. One world is like the underworld, with eighteen levels of hell, such as blood pool, copper pillar, oil pot, tongue pulling, iceberg, knife mountain, volcano, etc., and ghosts such as judges, little ghosts, and ghosts appear in between.

There is also a world of resentment where billions of hungry ghosts are constantly born and devour each other, but can never fill their empty stomachs. There are countless Asuras divided into many tribes and kingdoms, fighting endlessly in a world full of killing, and there is a world where pigs, cows, sheep, horses, rabbits, dragons, snakes, phoenixes, phoenixes, and red birds, and other birds, beasts, fish, and insects reproduce and thrive.

"You trespassed into the imperial palace and killed the guards. You should be thrown into hell and punished by the volcano." In panic, the ghost king of Dangshan, Guluo, suddenly heard the Zuosheng Emperor across from him speaking, and the grand voice came into his ears.

He was a wicked person who had achieved enlightenment. His face was for food. He was about to beg for mercy, but time was abnormal again. He wanted to beg for mercy with his immortal consciousness in an instant, but it was not as fast as the long string of words that came with the six reincarnations.

Then he saw the six reincarnations behind the Zuosheng Emperor rotating with his words. As soon as the voice fell, it just stopped in the world that looked like the nine netherworlds and hell, and around him, the eighteen layers of hell such as blood pools, copper pillars, and oil pots flashed and changed.

A mountain burning with gloomy flames emerged from the body of the ghost king of Dangshan, Guluo. The flames were not hot or blazing, but they were like ulcers on the tarsal bones, and they kept on burning. The ghost king of Dangshan screamed in pain, and the ghosts near the Zuosheng Emperor's palace trembled when they heard it.

The ghost king of Dangshan, Gu Luo, who had performed the Law of Heaven and Earth, shrank his body of ten thousand feet little by little, from a thousand feet to a hundred feet to ten feet, and in a blink of an eye, it became a speck of dust and fell into the volcanic hell of the hell, transforming into a ghost of the same appearance.

In some other places, volcanic hells also emerged, which were the incarnations left secretly by the ghost king of Dangshan, Gu Luo, and were completely destroyed by the power of reincarnation through the cause and effect connection.

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Shi Xuan took a step forward and gently pointed at the ghost king of soul eating, who had disappeared in the sky, but was still within the range of the immortal consciousness of the four declining heavenly king after his blessing. The six reincarnations behind him turned again, but the hell was still on top.

The ghost king of soul eating was getting closer and closer to his nest, and there were some means of escape arranged inside, but suddenly, a grand and solemn voice rang in his ears: "…You should be thrown into hell and punished by the oil pan."

Instantly, he found a huge cauldron that filled the sky and earth around him. He happened to be in the hot oil. The dark sea of ​​death above his head dropped countless auspicious lights to protect him, but it was suppressed by the world, and its power was greatly reduced. The connection was about to be broken, and the power that could be projected was very little. So many death worlds began to be wrapped by oil bubbles, fried to a crisp and shattered state, and the sea water evaporated drop by drop. In an instant, the dark sea of ​​death evaporated and disappeared, and the soul-eating ghost king was completely wrapped in hot oil.

Even if he performed more magic, he could not stop the oil bubbles that seemed to come from his soul. He soon screamed, his whole body was scorched and condensed, until it turned into powder and fell into the hell.

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Looking at the direction of the White Bone Sword King's escape, the six reincarnations behind Shi Xuan's black imperial robe continued to rotate, and this time the world of the mortal world reached the top.

The White Bone Sword Lord stepped on the golden lotus, aiming for a very remote place in the first layer of the Nine Netherworlds, where even the Four Decaying Heavenly Lords' immortal consciousness could hardly cover it. However, after he moved through space one after another and fled nearly a million miles, a solemn voice still rang in his soul: "... You should be thrown into the reincarnation and reincarnated as a human being."

On each golden lotus petal was the compassionate golden lotus of the Pure Land of Buddha, and suddenly there were ripples, and those Buddhas, Arhats, and Bodhisattvas showed vivid expressions of infatuation, lust, resentment, greed, etc. on their faces one after another. The ever-blooming and ever-lasting trees, lotuses, and Buddha temples also seemed to have jumped out of the stagnation of time, some withered, some decayed, some decayed, some were reborn, some reopened, and some were rebuilt.

Soon, the Buddha's kingdom was filled with smoke and miasma, and lingering hatred was everywhere, and the golden compassionate lotus was also contaminated by the world of mortals, lost its detachment, and slowly closed and disappeared.

White eerie light involuntarily came from several places and merged into the body of the White Bone Sword Lord. These were several incarnations that he split out.

Faces of men, women, young and old, beautiful and ugly, ordinary people kept appearing on his body. The White Bone Sword Lord didn't even have time to resist, and he turned into a young man in his twenties who looked like a beautiful woman, with skin as white as jade, delicate and full of blood.

"This, this is a real living body! Where is my soul?! Where is my magic power?! Where are my immortal arts, swordsmanship, and my natal flying sword?!" The White Bone Sword Lord stood on the barren land, looking at his delicate jade hands, terrified, and even his emotions became like those of an ordinary mortal. He wanted to activate his soul, want to perform immortal arts, want to control the flying sword, but it was like a daydream, sinking into the sea, with no reaction at all.

Not far away, some wandering low-level ghosts, as if they smelled an extremely tempting smell, drooled, and floated towards the White Bone Sword Lord with their fangs and claws, muttering to themselves: "What a delicious food!"

The screams were endless, but soon stopped.

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Watching the Mangshan Ghost Lord fleeing to Yinshan from afar, Shi Xuan, who had guessed his thoughts, laughed dumbly, put his hands behind his back, and the six reincarnations slowly turned. In an instant, the world full of various birds, beasts, fish and insects, fighting each other and reproducing separately turned to the top.

After entering the Yinshan Cave, the Mangshan Ghost Lord was about to throw himself into the fault deep in the cave, trying to hide in the origin space and avoid this disaster. This was inspired by what Shi Xuan did last time.

"Even if you, Zuo Sheng Emperor, are the Four Decay Heavenly Lord, you will have to spend a lot of effort to find me in the origin space." As soon as this thought came to his mind, the Mangshan Ghost Lord heard a grand voice, as if it was ringing in his ears, and it seemed to be ringing directly from his soul.

"...You should be punished by the way of animals!"

The aura of living beings kept emerging on the chaotic scroll. Although they were killed in an instant, they were endless, and billions of living beings were born. Soon, the aura of killing, destruction, doom, and extinction was exhausted, and the connection was severed and could not be made up, so the chaotic scroll gradually became illusory and disappeared.

Points of light came from other hidden places, and the pigs, cows, sheep, horses, rabbits, snakes and other creatures on the Mangshan Ghost King rotated like a roulette wheel, and finally stopped on the "pig".

"It's just a little bit to the deepest part of the cave!" Mangshan Ghost King saw the pale white space-time fog in sight, but his soul hummed and instantly lost the ability to think. His body twisted and changed into a foot-long piglet, pink and white and cute, humming and humming non-stop.

Whether it was the heavenly aura that seemed close but was actually far away, or the powerful strength, they all disappeared from Mangshan Ghost King, and there was no difference between him and an ordinary piglet.

The many ghosts clinging to the Yinshan Mountain wall smelled the blood of living creatures and stretched out their arms to grab the stunned pig.

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“Is this the strength of the Four Decaying Heavenly Monarchs?!” Shi Xuan said to himself in shock.