Although Dizang did not take the opportunity to target Kong Hanan's subordinates, who knows if those Arhats and Vajras would! ?
Dizang couldn't handle the situation here, and there was a crisis over there.
Kong Hanan gritted his teeth and communicated with the underworld, and a layer of fog rose in the entire underworld.
"Rise again, my warrior!"
The awkward and childish lines were just Kong Hanan's subconscious words as he thought of an online game he had played in his previous life.
It doesn't matter.
What’s important is that the situation on the battlefield has reversed again.
Kong Hanan is the ruler of the underworld. He can revive or destroy all living and dead souls belonging to the underworld.
He already had this ability when he first began to accept the underworld.
But he was too weak at the time, and the energy required might have caused him to explode and die.
At this time, he was not strong enough.
Only a small part can be resurrected.
A small portion is enough.
Many claws and hands of various shapes stretched out from the riverbed of the Styx.
Cow hooves, horse hooves, dog claws, and many hands of the Shura and Yeqi tribes.
They broke out of the ground and stood up.
The Buddhists in Sindhu do not practice cremation. Instead, they believe that the souls return to the river.
Many undead souls appeared out of thin air, looked around blankly, saw the Buddhist disciples, thought of the fierce battles in their previous lives, gnashed their teeth, and pounced on them.
His body lightened as Marshal Zhao rushed behind him and hugged Kong Hanan who was busy casting a spell.
"Hey! I underestimated the Emperor. It turns out you are already the Lord of the Underworld."
The voice of Ksitigarbha came down from the sky.
"It seems that I need to be more serious."
What comes with it is the all-encompassing Buddha light.
Ksitigarbha is like the sun, which makes the ghosts in the underworld wail.
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