Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva turned into a shooting star, and performed a "falling object from high altitude" to the sentient beings of Netherworld on this gloomy afternoon.
Eighteen Levels of Hell's entrance suddenly closed, completely cutting off the last scream.
The scene was very embarrassing for a time.
The kind of silence was not that no one spoke, but that everyone's vocal cords seemed to be pinched by a big invisible hand.
Ten Palace Yama Kings, who was kneeling on the ground, was currently experiencing the longest and most painful breaths in their divine lives.
Especially the leader King Qin Guang.
He buried his head so low that he wished he could tuck it into his crotch, but out of the corner of his eye that he could not control, he still caught a glimpse of a scene that almost made him lose his mind on the spot.
In sight.
The Empress Houtu who had just attained the enlightenment of Hunyuan and was in charge of Earthly Dao should have been so majestic and unparalleled that all living beings could look up to him.
At this moment, he was standing obediently beside the man in white.
No.
To be precise, he was half a body behind.
This is a very symbolic position.
In the etiquette of Primordial World, only subordinates facing their superiors and wives facing their husbands will stand like this.
Moreover, the expression on Empress's face is not even half as decisive as when he was about to crush Ksitigarbha just now?
She lowered her eyes, her cheeks flushed, and allowed the man to stretch out his fingers and play with the strands of hair hanging from her temples.
That is the hair of a saint!
Every root contains the power of laws that can destroy the heaven and the earth!
As a result, the man's fingertips were no different from the most ordinary silk in the world, rolled up, loosened, and rolled up again at will.
King Qin Guang feels like he is going crazy.
The visual impact of this scene is 10,000 times more terrifying than when the man kicked Quasi-Saint away just now!
"Gulu..."
I don't know who swallowed first.
But this subtle sound is particularly harsh in the empty Netherworld.
Qin Feng ignored these "local snakes" kneeling on the ground.
He was still sitting on the bluestone with a lazy posture, as if the person kneeling in front of him was not the Lord of Hell who was in charge of the life and death of hundreds of millions of creatures, but a group of cabbage waiting for inspection.
"My hair is messed up."
Qin Feng said softly, and gently helped Houtu pull the strand of hair behind her ear with her fingers.
The movements are natural, intimate, and as if no one else is watching.
"I was too hasty when I started and didn't pay attention."
Houtu explained in a low voice, with a hint of flattery in his tone as if he had done something wrong.
Ten Palace Yama Kings's body below him trembled suddenly and buried his head even lower.
Can't hear.
We heard nothing.
If you hear too much of this kind of flirting between Great Powers, your life span will be shortened!
However, the invisible pressure is getting heavier and heavier.
That's the breath coming from Qin Feng.
He obviously did not release any Magic Power, but he was sitting there as if he was the center of the entire Earthly Dao, the only master of this world.
That aura that blended into the entire Netherworld, as if everything was surrendering to him, was so overwhelming that Ten Palace Yama Kings didn't even dare to breathe.
Cold sweat slid down King Qin Guang's forehead and dripped on Lycoris radiata on the ground.
He knew he couldn't stay so frozen any longer.
If you don't speak anymore, your heart will explode.
King Qin Guang mustered up his lifelong courage and raised his head tremblingly, but he did not dare to look directly into Qin Feng's eyes. He could only face the direction of Houtu and stammered:
"Xiao Wang... Qin Guang, please... meet the Houtu saint..."
"I wonder who... is this Your Majesty?"
This question brought out the thoughts of all the ghosts and gods present.
Although the word "come" just now made them understand the terror of this man, after all, the name was not justified, and they needed a definite answer.
An answer that would make them bow their heads and give in.
Qin Feng finally stopped what he was doing.
He turned his head and glanced at King Qin Guang lightly with his eyes as deep as the starry sky.
No mood swings whatsoever.
But it made King Qin Guang feel like he had been stripped naked and thrown into the ice and snow, and his body and soul were trembling.
Houtu's originally gentle gaze suddenly turned cold the moment it turned to Ten Palace Yama Kings.
The supreme majesty belonging to the Lord of Earthly Dao descended like a huge mountain.
"Are you blind?"
The cold voice, with a hint of imperceptible pride, echoed in the ears of every ghost and god.
"Six Paths of Reincarnation Plate has recognized its master, and Earthly Dao's law has surrendered."
"Do you still need me to teach you how to recognize people?"
Ten Palace Yama Kings trembled all over and almost collapsed to the ground in fright.
Houtu took a deep breath and looked at Qin Feng again. The ice in his eyes melted instantly and turned into a pool of spring water.
She took half a step forward, and in front of hundreds of millions of ghosts and gods, she made an action that moved the world.
She bowed slightly, faced Qin Feng, and performed a blessing ceremony that only a wife could perform to her husband.
Then, he turned around and faced the ghosts and gods.
The voice was not loud, but it was like thunder rolling from the sky, resounding throughout the underworld:
"Listen up."
"From today on, the underworld will be dominated by Qin Feng."
"Seeing him is like seeing me."
Having said this, she paused, as if she felt it was not substantial enough, and added:
"No, seeing him is more important than seeing me!"
Boom!
These words were like a world-destroying divine thunder striking Ten Palace Yama Kings's Tianling Cap.
Worse than meeting a saint?!
What is this concept?
This means that in Empress Houtu's heart, this man's status is higher than her own!
This meant that the entire underworld, and even the saint herself, were packaged and given to this man!
All speculations and doubts were shattered at this moment.
What kind of "second boss" is this?
This is clearly Supreme Emperor from the underworld!
King Qin Guang has the fastest response.
Ignoring the pain in his knees, he suddenly took a few steps forward and kowtowed heavily.
The head banged so loudly that it cracked the black stone on the ground.
"Little King Qin Guang! Meet Lord Qin Feng!"
"Meet the saint Houtu!"
With someone taking the lead, the rest will be easy to handle.
King Chu Jiang, Emperor Song, King Yama...
There are countless evil soldiers and ghost generals, and countless judges are impermanent.
At this moment, it was like toppling dominoes, and a large number of them fell to their knees.
"I'm waiting to meet Lord Qin Feng!"
"The Lord's holy life is boundless, Magic Power is boundless!"
The sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami converged into a terrifying sound wave that made the water in the Forgotten River boil.
At this moment, the power of the underworld was completely captured by Qin Feng without any bloodshed.
Even more stable than Houtu himself in power.
After all, although Houtu is strong, he is still a reasonable saint.
And this man...
Looking at the huge human-shaped hole that had not yet been filled in, Ten Palace Yama Kings felt like he was in a mirror.
This is a master who kicks people if he disagrees with them!
Qin Feng looked at the spectacular scene below, with a smile of satisfaction on his lips.
He didn't cry out in a hurry.
Instead, he stretched his body, looked around at the ghosts and gods, and finally landed on King Qin Guang.
"Okay, stop shouting, it's making your brain hurt."
Qin Feng waved his hand.
The sound of the roaring mountains and tsunami suddenly stopped.
Orders and prohibitions.
These princes of hell, who usually dominate the underworld, are as well-behaved as a flock of quails at the moment.
"Since this stall is under my control from now on, we have to change the rules."
Qin Feng stood up, pointed at the dark and oppressive sky, and then pointed at the ferocious and terrifying buildings in the distance.
There was a hint of disgust on his face.
"Too ugly."
"How can you keep Empress in a good mood in this kind of working environment?"
Ten Palace Yama Kings:"???"
They looked at each other in confusion.
Underworld... isn't it always like this?
Eerie, terrifying, majestic.
This is what the underworld should be like!
If it makes the birds chirping and the flowers fragrant, is it still called the underworld? Then you won't be afraid of evil spirits anymore!
But no one dared to refute.
King Qin Guang bit the bullet and asked, "Then... according to the Lord's wishes?"
"Change."
Qin Feng spat out a word with a tone that left no room for doubt.
"Since we are Underworld Branch of 'Goddess Immortal Alliance', we have to look like a goddess's home."
"Lycoris radiata There are too few species, please fill them up for me."
"I've also taken away the fishy smell in the Wangchuan River. Can you get some lotus flowers or something?"
"And this main hall is as dark as a coffin. Let me paint it a brighter color."
Qin Feng talked more and more enthusiastically, completely unaware that the faces of the kings of hell below had turned into bitter gourds.
Planting lotus flowers in the Wangchuan River?
Paint the Yama Palace?
This... this is changing the underworld into a back garden!
"What? Are you having trouble?"
Qin Feng squinted his eyes and his voice became a little deeper.
"No! No difficulty!"
King Qin Guang was so frightened that he beat his chest loudly.
"My lord is wise! Xiao Wang has long thought that this black color is too depressing! Change it now! Change it immediately!"
"Yes, yes! Pink! I think pink is good!" King Yama hurriedly agreed, although it seemed extremely inappropriate to say such words with his black face.
Qin Feng nodded with satisfaction.
"That's right."
"Work is for life, don't make it so painful and resentful."
"In addition to decoration, there are also personal arrangements."
He turned to look at Houtu with gentle eyes.
"From now on, Empress will only be responsible for being as beautiful as a flower and suppressing her luck."
"As for the trivial matters of judging ghosts and looking up Book of Life and Death..."
Qin Feng turned his eyes and looked at the group of kneeling tool men again.
"I'll leave it to you."
"If you're done, you'll be rewarded."
"Can't do it well..."
He pointed at the still steaming entrance to hell and smiled brightly.
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is quite lonely over there. I don't mind sending a few people down to accompany him to fight the landlord."
The words have not yet fallen.
Ten Palace Yama Kings all shuddered.
They don't know what Landlords is.
But it is absolutely impossible to accompany that unfortunate bald donkey!
"I swear allegiance to the Lord! Allegiance to Empress!"
The roar sounded again, even more orderly than before, and full of desire for survival.
Qin Feng smiled.
He took Houtu's hand, and under the spotlight, turned and walked towards the highest Netherworld Temple.
"Let's go, wife."
"Take me on a tour of our new home."