An extremely wide bridge, with large tracts of ghosts walking on it.
Naihe Bridge?
Looking at the bridge, I couldn't help but frown. What's going on? Isn't it that the ghost was first caught by the ghost, and then tried for the crime, and then was taken to the Naihe Bridge, walked over, and looked at it?
Did you drink Meng Po soup and then enter reincarnation? Why, now you have arrived at Naihe Bridge before even the underworld has arrived, and even the Ten Palaces of Yama have not seen it?
Look at the ghosts who are holding steel forks, mourning sticks and other magic weapons on the Naihe Bridge. If you see a ghost that doesn't follow the rules, you will immediately beat them to death without exception.
No matter, since we are here, let’s go there first!
Riding on the black flame, I slowly approached and walked together with those evil spirits. Although I was a stranger, these evil spirits crossing the Naihe Bridge did not do anything unexpected. They still slowly walked
I moved forward. But when those ghosts saw me, they stepped forward and started fighting without saying a word.
Sweeping all the way, clearing away all the ghosts along the way, we have reached the bridgehead.
An old female elder was standing at the end of the bridge, with a kind of soup beside her that seemed to exude special energy and was just like ordinary water.
Take a closer look and take a look with the eye of reincarnation.
Po Meng: Level 100 God-level B, Hongmeng was first opened. The world was divided into three realms: heaven, earth, and human. The heaven was the largest and controlled everything. The human world was the so-called Yang world, and the earth was the underworld. In ancient times, in the prehistoric era, humans, gods, demons, and ghosts mixed together and fought.
No end, even if she died, she could not forget her hatred. There was a goddess who could not bear to see people die but she could not forget her hatred. Driven by a special thought, she came to a mysterious place. Seeing that she had a compassionate heart, the Nether Emperor
Let her sit by the Naihe Bridge in the underworld, using the water of Forget River as a guide, to make a kind of soup that can make people forget all the grievances and grievances of the previous life, so that people will no longer be entangled in the grievances and grievances of the previous life. No one knows where she comes from, because
The surname is Meng, and everyone calls her Meng Po. The soup that can make people forget their memories is also named Meng Po soup.
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Skill:???
Po Meng, indeed Po Meng!
Seeing this kind-hearted old lady, I narrowed my eyes slightly. With Meng Po's great reputation, not to mention cultivators, even ordinary people know everything. Logically speaking, it should be very special to be able to see such a legendary figure.
I am happy. But now, I can't be happy no matter what. The previous unusual ghosts made me understand that something must have happened in this underworld. Otherwise, even if I broke into the underworld without permission,
However, as a Daluo Jinxian, he was treated like this and started fighting without even saying a word.
Although Meng Po's eyes are not as blood-red as those of those ghost warriors, as if they are being controlled. However, with Meng Po's hundred-level god-level strength, it is normal for her to be somewhat different from those low-level ghost soldiers and ghost warriors.
. Now, I can only hope that Meng Po will not be like those ghosts. A 100-level god-level master is so powerful that he has surpassed a full 30 levels. If we fight, I will definitely lose more than I win.
Taking a deep breath, I just squeezed the Ice and Fire Qingcheng in my hand, rode Black Flame, and walked slowly towards the Wangxiang Terrace at the end of Naihe Bridge.
"Young man, aren't you a reincarnated soul? Why are you here?"
Approaching the Wangxiang Terrace, Po Meng who was sitting on the terrace raised her head, glanced at me with her eyes that were both cloudy and clear, and spoke slowly.
When I heard Mrs. Meng speak, I immediately felt relieved. It would be great if she could speak, but I was afraid that if she didn't speak, she would be like those ghosts just now.
"Are you Po Meng? I came down to the underworld to find the Tenth Palace of Hell. I don't know why I walked to Naihe Bridge without encountering the Palace of Hell. Please give me some advice." Regarding Po Meng, regardless of her integrity,
Regardless of his strength, he is worthy of my respect. When he speaks, he is naturally very polite.
"The Tenth Palace of Hell? This is already yesterday's flower!" Po Meng sighed slightly, and there seemed to be a sparkle in her muddy old eyes.
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When I heard this sentence, I was confused. What does it mean?
"I see that you are not an ordinary person, otherwise you would not have been able to escape the heavy demonic soldiers coming here. The immortal power running in your body should have reached the level of Daluo Jinxian, right? Judging from your age, you are only two years old.
Ten, you can actually reach such a state. To say that you are not the best in history is not the slightest exaggeration." Meng Po said calmly and surprised.
When I heard Granny Meng's words, I opened my mouth in astonishment. I wonder, is it so exaggerated? You just glanced at me and saw through all my strength and age? Isn't this too embarrassing? I am worthy of being a garrison.
Po Meng who was at Naihe Bridge had seen too many humans, gods, demons, and monsters, and her sharp eyes could not be sharper. However, what is the situation that he said that "the king of hell in the ten palaces has become a yellow flower"? Could it be that the kings of hell in the ten palaces are collectively
Your pigtails are curled up? Hehe, are you kidding me? The King of Hell can also curl up his pigtails? Then I would rather believe that pigs can fly in the sky!
"The underworld today is no longer the underworld of the past. I don't know how long ago, a large number of demon soldiers suddenly broke into the underworld on the Huangquan Road. Under the leadership of two evil demons, they quickly captured the underworld. The Ten Palaces of Yama and Ksitigarbha
They were all imprisoned in the hell. And His Majesty the Netherworld Emperor was also defeated by a terrifying and abnormal demon, leaving a trace of his soul to keep the six paths of reincarnation running normally and then died." Po Meng shook her head gently,
He said with an extremely painful expression.
I opened my eyes wide and looked at Po Meng, eyes full of disbelief. Damn, are you making a mistake? The Ten Palaces of Yama and Ksitigarbha were defeated and imprisoned in the eighteenth level of hell. Not only that, but
Even the Netherworld Emperor was defeated? Damn it, that was a super powerful person born in the same chaos as Pangu. The former owner of the Netherworld Treasure Seal I hold was him. It is unimaginable that a person with such experience in the world can also
Death.
"Then what you mean is that the underworld is gone now?" I asked Po Meng in a deep voice. If the underworld is gone, how can I retrieve the power of the Netherworld Treasure Seal? Is it a robbery?
What kind of international joke is this? People who can defeat even the Tenth Palace King of Hell, Ksitigarbha, and even the Great Emperor of Netherworld, to fight against them is undoubtedly as close as courting death.
"No, the underworld still exists. It is the last trace of the soul of His Majesty the Netherworld Emperor that supports it to continue to run. However, all the people in the underworld, from the ten palaces of Yama to the ghost soldiers and ghosts, are all fakes!"
