Bai Haohao and the others quickly ran towards Meng Pozhuang, and suddenly flew into the sky to take a step ahead, and he faintly felt a trace of uneasiness.

After everyone arrived at Meng Po Village, the golden cicada really confronted Meng Po.

"Where did the monk come from?"

"Amitabha, under the golden cicada. If you want to take the road to the underworld, please ask Meng Po to make it convenient. ”

Jin Chanzi clasped his hands together and said indifferently.

"Presumptuous, don't you know that the living are not allowed to enter the Yellow Spring?"

Meng Po looked at the golden cicada and said in a deep voice.

"The poor monk knows the rules of the underworld, but he has no choice but to do so. It has to be like Hades wants something back. ”

Jin Chanzi still said lightly, but Meng Po suddenly laughed.

"Ask for something from Hades? What did Hades take from you? ”

"My piano."

"Jean? For the sake of a mere piano, you dare to break into the underworld! Meng Po asked sharply.

"This piano is too important to me, and the poor monk must take it back. He also asked Meng Po to open the door of convenience and let the poor monk pass. ”

Meng Po was already impatient at this time, and waved her hand and shouted angrily.

"The living are not allowed to enter the Yellow Spring, this is the rule. Since you've broken the rules, stay here! ”

Suddenly, Meng Po made a move. I saw Meng Po's big hand wave towards the sky, and a stream of true qi turned into countless fine needles and shot towards the golden cicada. Dense and positively covered.

The golden cicada stood in place, her hands folded. Reciting Buddhist scriptures, the whole body is full of golden light. Strings of Buddhist scriptures surround the golden cicada. Blocked the incoming needles.

"What a bald donkey, and he still has some skills!"

Meng Po saw that the golden cicada was not moving, so she blocked her attack. I was shocked too!

Bai Hao watched from a distance, but he was even more frightened. This golden cicada turned out to be the strength of a sixth-level supernatural person, and he deserved to be the second disciple of the Buddha!

"Boom, well, what, horn, mic, boom."

I saw six words coming out of the golden cicada's mouth, and Meng Pozhuang instantly moved. The entire Meng Po Village was shrouded in six golden characters.

Om: The white egalitarian wisdom light purifies the pride and ego in the heavenly way, and cuts off the suffering of degeneration and mutation.

Hm: The wisdom light made by the green is to purify the jealousy in the asura path and cut off the suffering of struggle

The yellow self-generated wisdom light purifies ignorance and greed in humanity, and cuts off the disasters of birth, old age, sickness, death, and poverty.

Horn: The blue Dharma Realm body wisdom light, purify the foolishness in the animal path, and cut off the dumb suffering.

Mi: The magic of red observes the wisdom of light, purifies the miserliness of hungry ghosts, and cuts off hunger, thirst and suffering.

Yin: The wisdom of the black and blue round mirror purifies the hatred in hell and the heat and cold.

"It turned out to be the six-character mantra of Buddhism, Meng Po is going to be in trouble!" Ling Yu muttered to herself.

"Ling Yu, can't Meng Po deal with this golden cicada?" He Lu asked.

Ling Yu shook his head and said, "I don't know, this golden cicada actually said the six-character mantra of Buddhism, Meng Po should be a little tricky."

As Ling Yu said, Meng Po was a little tricky at this time.

Shrouded in the light of the six-character mantra, Meng Po's home advantage was completely gone. And in his heart, he can't raise the will to fight!

"Bald donkey, what kind of weird supernatural power is this?"

"Amitabha, my Buddha's six-character mantra. Purify the mind and suppress everything! ”

Meng Po has recovered a little bit at this time, it seems that this Buddhism is really weird!

The top powerhouse generally only needs one move. One move can make the difference between victory and defeat.

I saw that the golden cicada suddenly separated his hands, and then a blood mark was drawn on his palm. Golden blood poured out, floating in the air.

"Meng Po be careful! His blood kills the people of the underworld. He Chenxu suddenly exclaimed.

He thought of something he had seen in his previous life, Arhat! The blood of an arhat can kill the people of the underworld.

Although the people of the underworld used to be Wu people, they have been in this underworld for tens of thousands of years, and their physique has long changed.

Meng Po was startled, and hurriedly wanted to dodge. But he was still contaminated with some and suddenly fell from the sky!

"Amitabha!" The golden cicada smoothed the wound, folded his hands and bowed.

Meng Po wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said to Jin Chanzi: "I am defeated, but if you want to ask the Hades King for something, there must be no return!"

The golden cicada continued to walk towards him with an expressionless face, as if everything was unstoppable.

"How did you know that he had the blood of an arhat? And how did you know that the blood of an arhat can kill people in the underworld! Meng Po asked a little weakly.

"This golden cicada has already achieved the Arhat fruit position, and his blood is golden. The body of the Yin Ghost of the Underworld. He Chenxu explained.

Because He Chenxu thought that in the soul ferry, there was a monk, who was an arhat, and the blood of an arhat could kill Meng Po.

This Buddhism is really weird, and it can be seen that the golden cicada didn't want to kill just now. The six-character proverb didn't work to its fullest either.

"Oh, he beat me though. But if you want to take something from Hades, you have to pay some price! Meng Po said in a deep voice.

He Chenxu's eyelids jumped, the golden cicada should not be able to defeat the Hades King no matter what! It seems that he entered the underworld this time to exchange some things, right?

"Meng Po, what will happen to him?"

"In these three realms. No one has dared to ask Hades for anything yet, it can only be exchanged. And the price of the exchange is to contribute your soul! Meng Po said lightly.

He Chenxu was shocked, this is how the soul ferryman was formed. Could it be that the golden cicada is also going to become a soul ferryman?

But as a sixth-level ability, Jin Cicada should not be afraid of the Hades, right?

"The golden cicada also has the strength of a sixth-level ability, and the Hades King doesn't need to reach the True God Realm, what can she do?" Bai Hao asked puzzled.

Meng Po smiled contemptuously and said: "There are also strong and weak levels of the sixth level, and your current strength is not understood at all, but this guy should understand."

After speaking, Meng Po looked at Su Ran, who was already a fifth-level ability, and Meng Po, who was also a fifth-level ability, was much stronger than Su Ran.

Suddenly nodded, once you were promoted to level five, there were details. From one star to five stars, suddenly it is only a five-level two-star now, but Meng Po is a five-level five-star.

The difference between one star is a world of difference, which everyone doesn't know at all, but they are suddenly a little ignorant. He only knew that his strength had increased, but he didn't know that he also had a star rating.

"What are you doing here?" Meng Po asked suddenly.

What's going on in the underworld today? Why are so many people entering the Yellow Spring, and the strength is not weak.

"We were invited by King Qin Guang, but the ferryman was beaten away by the golden cicada, and we didn't know where the underworld was, so we could only come to Meng Pozhuang to ask for directions." He Chenxu hurriedly said.

Meng Po's face was full of surprise, stared at a few people and asked, "King Qin Guang invited?" So who of you is an ominous person? ”

He Chenxu frowned, it seems that this underworld knows a lot of things.