The black and white envoys suddenly became smart and appeared next to Po Meng in a flash.
"Walk……"
Seeing the arrival of the black and white envoys, Po Meng's crutch was a little ahead, the space split open, and a staircase made of condensed black ghost energy appeared.
"You guys leave here first, I'll come back later."
It was the first time that the black and white envoys saw Po Meng being so brave. They couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and then they stepped onto the black stairs together.
"I want to leave, but it's too late."
The eye-catching tiger stretched out its huge claws, and struck the place where Black and White Wuchang fled. The space collapsed, and the place began to shake violently, as if an earthquake of more than ten magnitude had occurred.
And the white tiger did not stop, but continued to slap the space with its claws, causing the surrounding area to start shaking.
"Demon Emperor, this is the lair where you imprison the hell monsters. If it is defeated by you, there will be great things to watch."
Po Meng started reminding her from afar, but the Demon Emperor of Hell suddenly stopped.
"Meng Po, don't think that I'm afraid of you because you are an ancient ghost. If you don't give me an explanation today, then don't even think about leaving."
The eye-catching white tiger looked at Po Meng, uttering human words, and then he pounced, as if he wanted to swallow Po Meng in one gulp.
And Po Meng no longer supported her, she threw out the crutch in her hand and turned into a huge iron chain, as if it could connect the heaven and the earth, and began to twist and turn, as if to tie up the white tiger.
"Roar……"
Bai Hu shouted loudly, and the white hair on his chest stood up at this moment. Then he flew out with a roar and hit the iron chains, making a sound of metal intersecting.
However, the white tiger's hair attack did not stop the iron chain's encirclement and suppression offensive. The iron chain fell faster and rotated more frequently.
"It's so trivial that you want to tie me up?"
The tiger stood up on its hind legs, then grabbed the huge chain with its two front paws and pulled hard. Only a bang was heard, and the huge chain was pulled into two pieces.
When Po Meng in the distance saw this, her face froze. The iron chain was turned into her crutch, and she naturally knew its power.
He originally thought that the Hell Ghost Emperor was the youngest Ghost Emperor and would not be able to break the iron chain, but the fact that the other party broke away from the attack so easily really surprised him.
"Mother Meng, my human body is no match for you, but when I transform into my real body, you may not be my match."
The white tiger walked towards Po Meng step by step, and the aura on his body was getting stronger and stronger. Thousand-meter-high waves began to roll up hundreds of miles around. Big trees were uprooted, and two-story stones were directly lifted at this moment.
Turned into pieces.
The world is silent, only the raging wind covers the sky and the sun, as if the end is coming.
The strong wind turned into two huge whirlpools with the Hell Demon Emperor and Meng Po as the center.
The whirlpools kept colliding together, and there was a huge rumbling sound.
The nearest Wucheng was also affected at this moment, and countless ghosts watching the excitement were sucked into the whirlpool and disappeared into thin air.
But after more than ten collisions in a row, Po Meng still dealt with it calmly, while Bai Hu was panting tiredly, as if he was very tired.
"Mother Meng, you are worthy of being an ancient ghost immortal. You are indeed very strong, but I will not sit still and wait to die."
Bai Hu gasped, then suddenly opened his mouth, and a snow-white bead spit out from his mouth.
The bead is the size of a fist, and when it appears, it bursts out with dazzling white light like the sun.
"Yao Zhu, is this your biggest killing move?"
Po Meng seemed a little uncomfortable with this kind of white light and squinted her eyes slightly to look at it.
"You're right, take the move."
The Demon Emperor of Hell shouted loudly, raised his head, and the snow-white bead rushed out.
Wherever it passed, the strong wind stopped and the flying sand turned into nothingness. At this moment, time seemed to have stopped, and only the white bead kept flying forward.
Po Meng nodded slightly, stretched out her hand and patted her face. A ripple spread out in all directions with her palm as the center, as if she had broken free from some kind of restraint.
Then, something like a rolling pin appeared in Po Meng's hand, which was the opponent's soul soup stick.
With the soul soup in hand, she began to stir it in front of herself, as if she was in a state of making soup.
As she stirred, strands of gray breath poured out from the soul soup bar, gathered around it, and began to spin rapidly.
A vortex with a size of two meters was quickly generated under the agitation of Po Meng. However, this vortex was different from the vortex formed by the wind. It was a gray vortex, which looked a bit weird.
The white beads came instantly, and the vortex under Meng Po's hand had already taken shape.
Just as the white bead approached the gray vortex, countless gray threads surged out of the gray vortex, instantly wrapping the white bead and starting to drag it into the vortex.
"How come there are so many soul binding threads?"
The white tiger on the opposite side was shocked. At this time, he did not want to continue attacking. Instead, he suddenly opened his mouth and sucked on the bead, trying to suck it back.
But at this time, Po Meng sneered, raised the soul soup stick in her hand high, and patted the white bead.
"don't want……"
Bai Hu's voice was urgent, with a hint of begging for mercy.
But Po Meng didn't show mercy at all. When she lowered her hand, the originally dazzling bead instantly dimmed, and cracks appeared on it.
At this time, the white tiger felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his body began to curl up together like a cramp.
"I'll teach you a lesson this time. If you dare to cause trouble, I won't mind smashing it directly next time."
Po Meng waved her hand, and the gray vortex disappeared, revealing the dim white bead.
"Thank you, senior..."
The Ghost Emperor of Hell made a difficult sound, then opened his mouth, sucked the beads into his mouth, moved his body, and turned into the fat old man again.
It's just that the current opponent's face is pale, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and he looks particularly embarrassed.
The old man glanced at Po Meng, and then like a bereaved dog, he cut through the void and stumbled in.
Seeing the other party leaving, Po Meng breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced at a black cloud in the distance, snorted, and a passage automatically appeared in the space next to her, and she stepped into it.
After Meng Po left, the black cloud in the distance moved and turned into a man in black. The man frowned, then shook his head and disappeared again.
Besides, Xiao Yu and others have been drowsy after being thrown into the space crack. They don't know where they drifted to and where they are now!
"Baby, why do I feel like they don't look like good people? Why do they appear in mass graves? Could they be grave robbers?"
"That's right, you can see that they are bleeding from all their orifices. They are obviously cursed, but please don't bring bad things to us."
A family of three sat in the yard, looking into the back room from time to time, but they did not dare to speak loudly, as if they were afraid of being heard.
In the room, Xiao Yu, Qinglong and two monks were all asleep on the kang, with their eyes wrapped in white cloth.
Beside the Kang, King Xue Zhan stood straight like a guard, scanning the house from time to time.
This house is still a mud house, with the simplest farmhouse furnishings inside.
There is also a cupping pot next to it, with hot steam constantly coming out from it, exuding the fragrance of herbs.
