Number 2 is still thinking about whether Yang Bo relied on the power of the law, but Number 1 has already guessed that the main reason why he can break the law is because of the power of the poem itself.

Yang Bo shook his head, "I'm not sure whether the other party is a saint."

"At that time, I just vaguely felt that reciting this poem should have an effect, so I didn't hesitate too much."

"Perhaps, the other party is really a saint, and I have borrowed the power of the saint!"

Number 1 said: "If this is the case, there will be a force of cause and effect between you!"

"There may be backlash in this, aren't you worried at all?"

Yang Bo chuckled, "Of course I'm worried, but is worrying useful?"

"The other party is a saint. Since he recited this poem, he should naturally be prepared!"

Number 1 was shocked, "What do you mean by this is that the saint is to blame for this matter?"

Yang Bo smiled and didn't reply.

Of course Yang Bo has considered this issue. His real purpose is to spread this poem and make it completely spread.

If this poem spreads all over the world, then there will no longer be a place for Huolin Dongtian in this world!

Even if he has to bear part of the cause and effect for this, Yang Bo thinks it is worth it!

In the past, Yang Bo was alone, and he needed to avoid karma as much as possible. The karma hurt his body, which was unbearable for him.

But next, if he wants to establish a Taoist court, Yang Bo should no longer be afraid of karma, because as the master of the Taoist court, he will be able to provide more resources after taking on the karma.

If he can take care of the other person's descendants, the cause and effect will be eliminated naturally.

No. 4 said: "Don't worry about this, I think it doesn't matter!"

"Let's learn this poem and spread it. From now on, Huolin Dongtian will be like a rat crossing the street, and everyone will cry out to beat him!"

"I don't believe that if someone learns this poem, they won't need to read it?"

"There will no longer be any use for Huolin Dongtian in this world!"

After No. 4 finished speaking, everyone looked in his direction in shock, and then looked at Yang Bo.

Number 2 asked: "Fellow Daoist Yang, do you want to spread this poem?"

Yang Bo nodded, "I believe everyone wants to learn this poem!"

"This matter will spread all over the world!"

"Huolin Dongtian will be eliminated soon!"

Everyone looked at Yang Bo, full of shock.

…

Things went as Yang Bo expected. The poem quickly spread throughout the world, and the monks in the upper world also got the news.

After the monks in Huolin Dongtian got the news, they were shocked and quickly tested it. Sure enough, they found that this poem had a great effect on the Dharma of Helin Palace.

For monks with the same cultivation level, this poem can greatly weaken the Dharma of Helin Palace. If a high-level monk confronts the monk Huolin Dongtian, the Dharma of Helin Palace will be forced.

Such a result completely shocked Monk Huolin Dongtian, and they quickly passed the news back.

The entire Huolin Cave took action.

The seven sects and eight sects who took refuge in Huolin Dongtian were also shocked.

What is all this about?

…

Yang Bo took Huo Jiuyuan to the underworld.

He plans to slowly develop the other party. If the other party cannot provide much information, then there is no need to stay.

After reaching the ninth level of Immortal Stage Realm, he has already gone without food and does not need food or drink. But putting him in a bronze cauldron is a waste of space.

Huo Jiuyuan fell to the ground and couldn't stand firm for a while. He stumbled back two steps and fell to the ground.

He looked up and found that the surroundings were filled with gloomy energy. The aura between heaven and earth was completely different from that of the upper world. He suddenly realized that this was the underworld!

Huo Jiuyuan turned his head and saw Yang Bo sitting in front of him, wearing a crown, sachets hanging from both sides to protect his ears, wearing a long robe with ruffled lapels and wide sleeves, wearing black boots, holding a wat in front of his chest with both hands, sitting upright.

"Who is here? Tell me your name!"

"Bang!"

The gavel suddenly exploded in his ears. Huo Jiuyuan froze. His eyes widened and he looked in the direction of Yang Bo, "You are Yang Bo!"

"What do you want to do? You are avenging public and private revenge!"

Yang Bo snorted coldly and said sternly: "Huo Jiuyuan, aren't you awake yet?"

"You assassinated Emperor Fengdu. This was a public matter. You committed a serious crime and should have been punished by God. I'm going to judge you. What's the problem?"

"If you falsely accuse me now, your crime will be increased!"

"Bang!"

The gavel sounded again, and Huo Jiuyuan trembled all over. He felt a bucket of ice water being poured on his body, which made his heart feel cold and ashen as death!

Huo Jiuyuan originally wanted to provoke Heaven to punish Yang Bo, but Yang Bo's counterattack was equally sharp!

Yang Bogui is the great emperor of Fengdu and cannot be attacked by him!

"Huo Jiuyuan, why do you want to assassinate me, and what is your purpose?"

"Who ordered you to summon me quickly?"

Yang Bo's voice sounded in Huo Jiuyuan's ears. This voice was stern and calm, but it was also terrifying!

Huo Jiuyuan felt that his head was clear, and he instantly thought of the result. If he admitted that he was assigned by the head of the family, I am afraid that Huolin Dongtian would be suppressed by heaven!

Everything must be carried on one's own shoulders, and everything must be one's own responsibility!

Huo Jiuyuan felt his clothes were wet with sweat. He looked up and said, "Everything happened because of me!"

"I attacked you on my own initiative, and it has nothing to do with Huolin Dongtian!"

A sneer appeared on Yang Bo's face, full of disdain, ridicule and contempt, "Huo Jiuyuan, do you think you can really take out Huolin Dongtian completely?"

"Tell me honestly, what is Huolin Dongtian's purpose?"

"In addition to occupying the heaven, what else do they want to do?"

Huo Jiuyuan shook his head, "I don't know, I don't know, these things have nothing to do with me!"

Yang Bo nodded, "Since you are of no use, I won't keep you!"

"Next, you will be thrown into the mountain of knives. The swords will be inserted into your limbs and chest, and then your heart will be gouged out, your head will be chopped off, and you will be thrown into snake food."

"I hope you can handle it!"

Huo Jiuyuan's eyes widened, "You can't do this!"

"I am from the ninth level of the Immortal Stage. My body is already as hard as iron and cannot be cut by ordinary means!"

"What's more, if you kill me, Huolin Dongtian will never let you go!"

Yang Bo stood up, his eyes were stern, and he said disdainfully: "You are still thinking about Huolin Dongtian. I'm afraid you don't know that Huolin Dongtian can never win the world again!"

"From now on, Huolin Dongtian can only survive by shrinking into a corner and compete for the world. They are no longer qualified!"

Huo Jiuyuan felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He fell into a trance and suddenly screamed, "This is impossible!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Yang Bo ignored him at all. He waved his hand and Huo Jiuyuan was taken away.

The so-called mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire did not have much effect on Huo Jiuyuan.

But after being tortured, he was brought to Yang Bo.

This time, there was also a Huolin Dongtian monk who came with him.
Chapter completed!