"It's interesting!"

In the Gu Mansion, there was a calm wave, and even the previous hundreds of ghosts' night journey could not touch any of them.

Seeing Wenxian in a cold eye, Zhao Wuyou had no intention of taking action. Instead, he was very interested in the rumored mythical figure who came here.

I got a lot of news about the ghost kings in this world from Qingyun Temple and Mao Xiaofang. Not only Mao Xiaofang noticed it, but even Zhao Wuyou discovered her origin when the visitor appeared.

‘Mingtu Ghost King, what about Meng Po?’

‘At this critical moment, there is such an existence coming to disrupt the situation. Is it the work of the gods and Buddhas who left, or...’

Looking into the sky, Zhao Wuyou smiled contemptuously.

From the time he came to this world, even if his luck was invincible, he could still detect the malice in the world, which was different from the son of heaven no matter which world he went to in the past.

In this world, although he can get many opportunities that others will never reach in his life, he will also face various infinitely magnified hardships at any time.

Of course, these hardships have upper limits. Now it seems that the upper limit is the highest level of cultivators in this world!

Obviously, this world does not have the consciousness of heaven, even if it exists, it will not know the purpose of Zhao Wuyou. So why is the fortune that is so lucky to be a darling of Zhao Wuyou, which may even bring infinite benefits to the world?

Zhao Wuyou also had some speculations in his heart about this matter. Meng Po's appearance was nothing more than to prove the authenticity of this speculation again!

In the middle of Wen County, the infinite power of the Dharma Realm gathers almost condenses into substance. This is also the power specially deployed by Yangshen Dazhenren in order to fight against stronger opponents, using the Dharma Realm to compete with the Dharma Realm and reduce the impact of the power of the Dharma Realm on oneself. The gap between Yangshen Dazhenren and the immortal returning to the Void Land is not that big.

It can be said that if Zhao Wuyou had not made Mao Xiaofang completely let go of his persistence, he would have almost been half a step to Yang Shen Da Zhenren, and he might not have been able to use this move now.

Looking at Meng Po staring at him like a sad woman, Mao Xiaofang couldn't help but feel cold on his back, and he was even more afraid.

"Mingtu Ghost King, is there anything worth visiting in Wenxian County?"

Meng Po seemed to have never heard of it, just turned around beautifully, stood there and sang for a long time.

"There are many unfaithful men, and the orphans suffer..."

"I don't know the truth, but I hate it forever..."

The resentful singing sounds seemed to awaken something, and countless black shadows came out in the deep darkness.

Unlike the previous hundred ghosts, if the previous hundred ghosts still had resentment but had simple spiritual wisdom, then these were extremely hungry ghosts who had been completely controlled by resentment, had no reason, and had only resentment towards life and the world!

"Damn it!"

Mao Xiaofang's expression could no longer be described as black as the bottom of a pot, it was simply darker than a black man.

"You have opened the Hungry Ghost Realm? Are the six realms of reincarnation completely in chaos? What do you want to do in Mengpo?!"

With a cold and resentful temperament, Meng Po looked at Mao Xiaofang in the distance coldly.

"Search and search, miserable and miserable..."

"Don't you know what I am looking for? Or do you pretend not to know?"

Holding his breath, Mao Xiaofang knew that he had no chance of winning against this Mingtu Ghost King who had been famous for many years in the Central Plains, so he had to endure it.

"Thousands of years have passed since that incident. You have also been to the six realms of reincarnation. There is no one you are looking for! There is no more in the world!"

"He's already lost his soul!"

Meng Po glanced at Mao Xiaofang, making him feel uncomfortable.

"You don't understand. If he is gone, I will die, and I will die."

Once the voice changed, another song was singing.

"Oh my God, I have nothing to hate! I am the sad person alone, I will keep it hard~"

After turning around, the inexplicable Mingtu Ghost King disappeared from the center of Wen County.

"not good!"

Mao Xiaofang was about to chase after him, and suddenly Zhao Wuyou's voice sounded.

"Fellow Taoist deals with the resentful ghosts around you. I am quite interested in that Meng Po, so I handed it over to me..."

After hearing this, Mao Xiaofang showed a somewhat relaxed look. At least the people of Wen County were saved. Then he looked at the extremely hungry ghosts around him who were as thin as mummies and showed a rare murderous intent!

The invisible golden light condensed in his hand, like a golden light sword condensed. Then the magic power increased, and the five thunder talismans appeared again, using the energy of heaven and earth, causing the energy of the five internal organs to explode, directly blowing out a vacant vacancies!

"Boom!"

Then there were countless ghosts jumping towards Mao Xiaofang like a hill!

...

"Soul-breaking wine, please drink it! Ah~~"

In a humble alley in Wen County, Meng Po's figure came, and a gentle singing sounded. At the same time, Zhao Wuyou, who came with Yue Qiluo!

"Have we seen it?"

Yue Qiluo looked at the figure of the woman in front of her and somehow felt familiar.

As the singing stopped, Meng Po noticed Zhao Wuyou's arrival and also felt a breath that was enough to threaten her life.

After staring at Yue Qiluo for a while, Meng Po sighed slowly.

"So it's you girl..."

But before Yue Qiluo showed surprise, he was about to ask something. Zhao Wuyou had already suppressed her in the Qiankun Method with a long sleeve.

No matter how she roared or burst out with the power of the soul, she could not shake the slightest part of the universe.

"Why do you have to?"

Meng Po looked at Zhao Wuyou and showed a bit of sadness.

Zhao Wuyou turned a blind eye.

"I was indeed not wrong. In addition to obsession, there are other conditions that can achieve immortal spiritual will, such as... Mengpo Soup!"

"Or are you trying to do the experiment?"

A strange light appeared in his eyes.

"There are billions of reincarnation, a spoonful of Mengpo soup, which cuts off all the road to life before, leaving only one spirit to return!"

"If anyone can pass through your Mengpo soup and not forget it, it means... there are still people who can make the gods and Buddhas in this world unaware of it and independently reincarnate?"

Meng Po, who had turned into the Ghost King of Mingtu, looked at Zhao Wuyou and was finally moved.

"Who are you?"

This is not a sure answer, which makes Zhao Wuyou smile.

"Is that true? Then why you are here now... Do you want the Taishan Mansion Lord's Festival?"

The terrible yin energy spreads and the water vapor spreads.

A stream suddenly appeared between Zhao Wuyou and Meng Po. The pale yellow water color and the sound of water that kept flowing gradually turned into a long river.

"Boom!"

The thunderous sound directly separated the entire Wen County, and the power of the Dharma Realm was also lifted, but Meng Po is even more terrifying now.

Perhaps she has not truly entered the realm of the True Lord and condensed the prototype of the Dharma Realm.

But Meng Po’s accumulation is definitely one of the deepest ones in the world.

With the power of the Dharma Realm, you can also fight against the True Lord who has the prototype of the Dharma Realm, and even against the celestial immortals or earth immortals who have formed the Dharma Realm!
Chapter completed!