"Ning Xiao, don't worry. Since the Saint Yaoguang is supporting you behind your back, no one can do anything to the entire Yinsi Royal Court except the Emperor of the Underworld." Dan Xuan said

Ning Xiao remained silent and looked at the powerful man showing his appearance, and was also unafraid.

"The affairs of the underworld royal court should be handled by the Ten Palaces of Yama. Qirong, a cultivator in the world, intervene?" Yusha Yanluo snorted coldly, his voice shocking the world.

"There are bumps in the road ahead, so I should walk on the flat side." Ning Xiao said.

"I'm not very angry. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I would have thought that you were reincarnated. Since that's the case, I will punish you to go to Senluo Hell to repent."

"Amitabha, King of Yama, you are so bloodthirsty, and you will never be able to become a saint's way. Show mercy and open your eyes." The golden Thousand-Handed Buddha said without joy or sorrow.

"Stinky monk, do you also have to take care of the internal affairs of my underworld royal court?" King Yan Luo sneered, and the blood mist around him was thinking about the golden light.

"Amitabha." The golden Buddha said the Buddha's name and stopped talking.

"Ning Xiao..." Tang Nianxi came to Ning Xiao's side at this moment. Facing such a great fierce god, she was also very nervous.

"Don't worry."

Ning Xiao didn't say much, Qingping's sword was raised above his head and pointed directly at King Yama.

At this time, a divine light suddenly flashed on the Qingping Sword, and then thousands of sword intents burst out, extremely sacred.

"Hmm?" Bloody evil Yan Luo looked at the change of Qingping Sword and was suddenly shocked: "Saint Yaoguang's sword?"

"Saint Yaoguang...Amitabha..." The golden Buddha was also shocked. He and King Yama, the same Dharma heaven and earth as the world, changed to a golden body of six feet.

"Little guy, you are holding the sword of the Saint Yaoguang. Who is the Saint Yaoguang?" The Blood-Demon Yan Luo came to Ning Xiao and put away his power.

This powerful man only needs a wisp of energy to destroy many immortals with superb realms.

"I only know a man in green named Ji Yaoguang." Ning Xiao said lightly.

"Amitabha, little donor, the person you are talking about is the Saint Yaoguang. Since you have given this sword to you, then is he your teacher?" asked the Buddha with a golden body of sixteen feet.

"He talked about friendship with me." Ning Xiao said lightly.

"Speak wildly! Since you dare to disrupt the order of the Yin Si, even if you are really a disciple of a saint, I will also kill you into the Hell of the Forest Luo!" King Yama snorted coldly, and a wisp of aura overflowed.

Ning Xiao raised his sword. He didn't know how strong he was now, but he still said until King Yama said, "You can try!"

"What a courage! How dare you speak to me like this!" King Yama snorted coldly, considering whether to take action. At this moment, an invincible will suddenly appear out of thin air, and the divine light was flourishing, clearing all the Buddha's golden light and the blood mist of Yama.

The divine light shone the entire underworld, and the invincible will was unstoppable, and the darkness penetrated without any suspense.

King Yama and the golden Buddha suddenly looked different, and he bowed his head and closed his hands and said, "I have seen the Saint Yaoguang!"

The sudden light in front suddenly condensed into a blurred figure.

At this moment, a faint and indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

"I have promised him that this trip to the underworld is smooth. King Yama, do you want to stop it?"

"The saint is in front of you, I dare not." King Yama's tone was very humble. Even if he was the chief disciple of the Emperor of the Underworld, he would not dare to be rude to a saint of heaven and earth.
Chapter completed!