When he knew Mingyu was going to cause trouble, Demon Emperor Dijun was not the only one to enter reincarnation first.

From south to north, up and down, there are all kinds of colors.

One by one, the saints are rushing to join reincarnation.

It is also a rare sight.

Some of them took the ancient reincarnation passage, and some took the western cruise passage.

Two roads represent two directions.

A lot of people went to the former because it was a world of humanity and because there was no Mingyu there.

The latter also go there a lot, for many reasons, but the most important thing is that Mingyu is there.

All the saints went to the underworld in droves.

The Yamas of the Tenth Hall were very happy at first, with smiles on their faces.

But soon they stopped laughing.

"Jun Yan, interrogate me, why don't you interrogate me anymore?"

The three brothers of the Li family walked to King Qin Guang's hall according to the procedure, lined up in rows, and looked at King Qin Guang with a smile.

When King Guang of Qin saw the three brothers of the Li family, his blood ran cold.

King Qin Guang, who had returned to the gods, quickly approved the official document and then sent the three bosses to the second hall as a gift.

"You three, please!"

The remaining Lord Yan also became numb when he saw the three saints.

The trial cannot move!

It can't be tried at all!

Several Yamas are either disciples of saints or juniors.

If it weren't for the identity of Lord Yan, they would probably have to kneel down while writing judgments for the saint.

After completing the process, the three saints were sent to Naihe Bridge.

Then, with dense purple energy and majestic imperial energy, several figures of Yue Zhi Yuanting came to the underworld together.

Unlike the three brothers of the Li family, whose aura was warm and spring breeze, keeping all ghosts calm, once they arrived in the underworld, their majestic and unparalleled aura suppressed thousands of ghosts and could not raise their heads.

"Yan Jun, review it quickly!!"

The leader of the group, Emperor Haotian, said in an urgent tone, saying it was a request, but it was more like an order.

Looking at the figures wrapped in purple energy, Tenth Palace Yama's scalp felt numb.

How dare they neglect it?

One after another, they passed the review quickly.

"Your Majesty, please!"

The Lords of Hell put smiles on their faces and respectfully sent several great emperors and supreme beings to Naihe Bridge.

Soon, the demon master Kunpeng came to the underworld.

Along the way, the gates of hell are not blocked, the mountains of darkness are not blocked, and the underworld is not blocked.

But just when he was about to reach Naihe Bridge, he saw that all the saints, the Supreme Being, and the Great Emperor had all gone through the process before going onto the bridge again.

Kunpeng looked confused.

"Has the style of painting changed in today's times?"

"Why are you starting to obey the rules?"

Puzzled, he turned around and walked back driven by strong curiosity.

He came to the first hall again and saw King Qin Guang.

This scene happened to be seen clearly by the later Sheng.

They looked at each other and quickly agreed: "If something goes wrong, there must be a monster!"

"Keep up with the pace! Don't fall behind!"

The music gods who can accurately grasp the pulse of the times think they have seen the truth.

Then follow the reincarnation process.

One batch is sent away, and another batch comes.

Now the Tenth Hall Yama is really numb.

how?

Have times changed now?

Collective trial?

Do today’s big guys like this tune?

Yama of the Tenth Hall was terrified, confused, and then numb.

They have become ruthless sealing machines, reviewing the same official documents over and over again.

After all, even if the gods dare to come, they don’t dare to scrutinize it.

Why don't you just approve the official document and let these big guys who follow the process go to Naihe Bridge.

Naihe Bridge.

You Meng is particularly happy today.

There is no other reason.

All the big shots in the world lined up to wait for her bowl of soup.

Such a scene has never happened before.

It is estimated that there will be no more in the future.

Youmeng, who was in a good mood, kept a smiling face from beginning to end.

This is simply incredible.

Because all souls who have been to Naihe Bridge know that the soup maker at Naihe Bridge has a very bad temper.

Those immortals who often seek death and suffer repeated calamities are often scolded.

As for why they, who are often scolded, still choose to come to Qiaotou.

The reason for this is certainly not that the immortals seeking death have masochistic tendencies.

That's because after a bowl of Meng Po soup, they can forget this incident every time.

So they fell into a Youmu-like cycle.

"Fellow Taoist, please hurry up!"

The saints urged me over and over again. Time waits for no one. Who knows when the person behind me will leave.

"Oh, I know you are in a hurry!"

"But don't worry yet!"

Although You Meng Le was happy, he also knew why these immortals were acting like this, so he had no intention of offending the public. On the contrary, You Meng continued to comfort them who were impatient.

This made the immortal god who was reincarnated for the first time have a good impression of Youmeng.

The anxious gods calmed down and said, "It's not our fault, but this matter is important. I hope fellow Taoists will hurry up!"

"I know, I know!"

Youmeng responded with a smile, but she did not speed up the cooking and serving of the soup, and maintained an even speed.

As a famous soup master in the ancient times, Youmeng has extraordinary persistence in every bowl of soup he makes.

Can't be slow, can't be fast.

Even if the saint comes, it will not work.

So even though she tried to comfort her, the output of Meng Po Tang was extremely stable.

There is nothing you can do about this.

But they were planning to go through the process, and they didn't want to have problems at the last minute.

So everyone waited patiently.

What’s interesting is that even though all the saints were in a hurry, none of them jumped in line.

At Naihe Bridge, they were mixed with other ghosts of the dead who were about to be reincarnated, waiting for Meng Po Tang together.

It's okay to fight on the road.

But some things still depend on time.
To be continued...