"Hey, look, this stupid bitch is laughing. She is still laughing after being humiliated by us. Do you think we can..."

At the moment when Po Meng's smile bloomed, the other shore flowers bloomed in the underworld.

The gentle fragrance of flowers filled the underworld.

This scene shocked all the powerful men in the Ten Kings Palace.

In front of Pingxin Palace, Kuafu looked at everything in front of him in astonishment, not sure what happened, but there was a throbbing in his heart, as if what he was longing for was about to happen.

The next moment, Kuafu clearly felt a joy coming from Pingxin Palace.

Kuafu who was sitting stood up.

"Crash!"

The dark soldiers confronting Kuafu suddenly felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Taiyi saves Ku Tianzun, what do you want to do?"

"His Royal Highness the Ten Kings are coming soon. Do you want to die?"

Kuafu's whole body became much more relaxed, and the next moment, a holy will was slowly released.

"Buzz buzz!"

In the underworld, all the powerful men were stunned.

"Is this... is anyone going to be sanctified?"

"No, someone has broken through to Quasi-Saint!"

"Everyone, go and have a look. If Taiyi saves Ku Tianzun and breaks through, we will be in dire straits!"

King Qin Guang said suddenly.

Hearing this, the faces of those people changed instantly.

If it was really Taiyi who saved Ku Tianzun and made a breakthrough, then the chance that they could continue to live is almost zero.

Even if Taiyi is killed after rescuing Ku Tianzun, it has nothing to do with them.

Their souls are all gone. Even if Taiyi dies miserably in saving Ku Tianzun, what does it have to do with them?

Will they survive?

They are on the list of gods, and it is almost impossible for them to be reborn unless the saint takes action.

Among the crowd, only Taishan King Huang Feihu said nothing, but no one cared about him. He was just a loser. He could only become the king of Taishan Mansion because he had a good relationship with Jiang Ziya.

Now that Jiang Ziya has been abandoned by Chanjiao, Huang Feihu, the Lord of Taishan Prefecture, is no longer taken seriously.

…

Zhou Yi came to the Naihe Bridge and looked at the old-looking Po Meng. In order to shield herself from the prying eyes of Heaven, is she so old?

Meng Po threw the big spoon into the pot, and Meng Po's soup instantly splashed onto a Yin soldier next to her.

The Yin soldier was immediately furious, turned around and slapped Po Meng in the face without any hesitation.

The people around looked at this scene, and they all looked at it jokingly, as if it was all so natural.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, a figure flew backwards and was completely wiped out before landing.

Po Meng didn't seem to see this scene, but looked quietly in a certain direction.

The Yin soldiers followed her gaze and saw a young man standing there with a smile on his face.

They took one look and then stopped looking. Instead, they looked around nervously to see who had just shot and killed their companions.

This person was so powerful and so fast that they couldn't even detect him.

"who?"

Dozens of Yin soldiers gathered around, not even paying attention to the souls who had just entered.

"You came!"

Po Meng smiled, her face changing.

"Well, here we come!"

Zhou Yi smiled.

"It's almost too late, I can't hold on any longer! My strength is still too low!"

Po Meng smiled and her tears fell down.

"It's a bit late. I'm here and they can come out."

Zhou Yi did not expect that resurrecting eleven ancestral witches would require so much life force. This was him. If it were anyone else, he would probably be drained by the resurrection scroll.

Zhou Yi had doubts in his heart. The resurrection scroll appeared too timely. During his sleep, the things he had changed returned to their original tracks.

Is all this really just a coincidence?

Fortunately, the Eleven Ancestral Witches survived, and that was enough.

"Really?"

The old voice had completely changed, and a peerless and beautiful face was revealed in front of everyone.

"boom!"

A violent momentum suddenly bloomed, and a momentum unique to the saint filled the underworld.

Those Yin soldiers and the strong men from the Ten Kings Palace were about to go to the Pingxin Palace to take a look. When they noticed the momentum, they instantly froze in place.

"saint!"

How can it be?

Didn’t Lord Yuanshi Tianzun say that Empress Houtu could not appear from Pingxin Palace?

Could there be another saint appearing in the underworld?

who?

But looking at this momentum, they are definitely not friends!

escape!

At this moment, no one had any hesitation.

Beside the Naihe Bridge, Zhou Yi looked at Po Meng.

"call out!"

A beautiful figure threw herself into his arms.

"Why did you come so late?"

Po Meng was in Zhou Yi's arms, beating Zhou Yi's chest hard.

Zhou Yi spread his arms awkwardly.

"Who is this person? Why do you know Po Meng?"

"Wouldn't you know if you just ask?"

"Then ask!"

Those Yin soldiers pushed me and I pushed you, but no one dared to step forward, because at this moment they understood that the person in front of them was most likely the person who had just shot and killed their companions.

"Hey, who are you? Why do you come to my underworld?"

A Yin soldier plucked up the courage, was pushed forward, and asked bravely.

"Snapped!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, they disappeared into thin air.

Po Meng changed her past cowardly attitude of letting others bully her, let go of Zhou Yi, and slapped the sinister soldier to pieces.

Over the years, she has not dared to reveal her identity, and she is also afraid that those saints will see the problem. If something happens to her, something will really happen to Pingxin Palace.

But now Zhou Yi said that she doesn't need to be so tired. In this case, there is no need for her to continue pretending.

"It's you! It was you just now! Po Meng, you are so brave, you dare to kill the Yin soldiers!"

Those Yin soldiers had not yet come out of the old ways of Po Meng, so when they saw Po Meng take action, they subconsciously reprimanded them.

There was even a dark soldier who took a step forward and seemed to be on the verge of attacking.

Zhou Yi could see that this was completely a subconscious behavior of these people.

I sighed in my heart, that soft place was touched.

What kind of experiences did Meng Po have to undergo over the years to become what she is now?

"Buzz buzz!"

"Hahaha, I can finally come out!"
To be continued...