169. Destiny by nature

However, the power of the self-explosion of the bridge is huge, and the power of the self-explosion deepened by countless years of merit has directly injured the six reincarnations. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info blew up part of the six realms of reincarnation, causing him to lose his power.

In the last thought of Naihe Bridge, one of the split souls left with it, and the other was swept into reincarnation by the explosion, and he didn't know where to go.

"What's the matter, Meng Po's dead old woman just doesn't want me to leave, she wants me to stay there as stupidly as she is." The city of vain came to its senses and cried out in a rage.

"Do you know the mission of your ontological bridge?" Tang Ming ignored his shouts and continued.

"Bullshit mission, what does it matter to me if those ants are reincarnated or not." Vain Death City said disdainfully, he had heard Meng Po say the same thing countless times, and he didn't believe it for a long time.

"However, the bridge is conceived by heaven and earth, and its mission is to guard the ghost gate pass on the Lethe River, so that all souls can be reincarnated. It is precisely because of this that you can gain endless merits, but the corresponding price is eternal and eternal waiting for this, and you will not be able to get rid of it. ”

"Bullshit, why do I have to be trapped in that life," interrupted with a shout before Tang Ming could finish speaking.

Tang Ming glanced at the Vain Death City and continued: "But if you leave the Ghost Gate Pass for half a step, the karma of heaven and earth will deepen, and your soul will be scattered. ”

"It's impossible, you lied to me, how could it be, besides, that old monk told me that as long as I join their sect, I can be free, they can do it, why can't I." Vain City shouted, but as if thinking of something, his voice grew weaker and weaker.

"Do you really think they can set you free?" Tang Ming's voice suddenly became louder, and he shouted directly.

"Of course, I'm not free now?" Looking at Tang Ming, who was angry, the city of vain replied in a low voice.

"Do you think what the old monk said can really set you free? Do you think that your current freedom is because you blew yourself up and survived by luck? Do you think you can free yourself from the shackles of heaven and earth? A series of questions completely silenced the city of vain death.

The city of death in vain also fell into contemplation, he is not a fool, although he is young and has not been exposed to too many external things at all, but after experiencing the original things, it also made him grow up, and he can't help but think about it.

"And how did I survive?" Vain Death City also asked curiously, since he woke up, he thought that he was lucky not to die from his own self-explosion, but Tang Ming's question completely confused Tang Ming.

"What do you think the old monk has been persuading you to join their Buddhism for?" Tang Ming heard the past story told by the Vain Death City, and found relevant information from the fragmented dimensional will, and naturally understood the truth of the matter.

"Yes, of course. In order to... "The city of vain death was about to say it, but he didn't know what to say, he had just woken up at the time, and he didn't care about anything when he heard that it could set him free, and he was really speechless when he thought about it at the moment.

"Do you think they are so kind-hearted, you are the nourishment of heaven and earth, and you are a bridge with boundless merit all over your body, they are not interested in the power of your merit, if you can join them, they can naturally share the power of your merit." Tang Ming jumped directly to the city of the dead city and pointed and scolded.

"But..." The city wanted to say something, but was interrupted again.

"You think that Meng Po doesn't want you to leave so that you can guard the six realms of reincarnation like her, but in fact, she knows that as long as you leave, you will be doomed."

"Do you think you are lucky enough to blow yourself up and not die, and even your two split souls were lucky enough to survive, blowing up the six reincarnations and not being added to the boundless karma and dying immediately, do you think your luck is really that good?" Tang Ming asked another series of questions, completely leaving the vain city speechless.

"Because of your willfulness, you didn't listen to Meng Po's advice and blew up the six realms of reincarnation. If it weren't for Meng Po, you would think you would still be alive today, and you would still be able to stand here and show off your might. As Tang Ming spoke, he directly slapped the huge figure of the Dead City, and directly smashed the Dead City to the ground.

Not only did the smashed and stunned city not get angry, but when he heard Tang Ming's words, he hurriedly flew up again and ran to Tang Ming's side: "What, Meng Po, it's impossible, he has to destroy me with six reincarnations, how can he save me?" ”

"You turn away from those who are good to you, but you treat the wicked people outside as relatives, you take the words of those who are good to you as a lie, but you take the lies of those who are malicious to you as the truth. You bastard. The more Tang Ming spoke, the more angry he became, he had admired the freedom of the bridge before, but after learning the truth of the matter, he was even more angry, and he knocked the city of vain death to the ground again with a palm.

And the rest of the exchange people looked at the scene in front of them and couldn't close their mouths in shock, this vain city is actually the real body of the old demon of Montenegro, and the body of this old demon of Montenegro is actually the legendary Nai He Bridge, this amount of information is too much.

"I don't believe it, you're talking nonsense, she obviously wants to harm me, you lied to me." The city of vain died flew up again, and shouted hoarsely, has it been wrong for so many years?

"Okay, if you don't believe me, then I'll show you the evidence." Tang Ming once again slapped the Vain Death City away, and then with a wave of his hand, a projection appeared in the air, and the plane consciousness was confused by the Heavenly Machine, and the information was incomplete, but the things related to the Heavenly Dao were also restored after the system fragmentation was sorted out.

The vain city was furious and was beaten out by Tang Ming three times in a row, and he was even more angry, just thinking about beating Tang Ming violently, he saw the projection in the sky, it was Meng Po.

"Boom" A huge explosion, but the bridge exploded by itself, and the power of the explosion directly injured the six reincarnations, only to see that the aftermath of the explosion of the six reincarnation stones was even more shattered, and one was even completely destroyed.

At this time, Meng Po appeared from the reincarnation stone, and saw that he was full of white hair, his body was slender, and he was also spitting blood in his mouth. It looks like a candle in the wind, like a candle swaying in the wind that will go out at any time.

"You're not dead, you're really not dead?" Vain Death City screamed in horror, but was then slapped to the ground again by Tang Ming.

"Be honest and take a serious look."

Then from Meng Po slowly opened the palm of his hand, there was a faint soul and two even more dim wisps on the palm, and the vain death city looked even more shocking, this was his soul, and even the two strands that were separated were in the palm of Meng Po's hand.

Meng Po lovingly looked at the three wisps of soul in her palm. There was a line of tears on the old face like the bark of a dead tree, the teardrops were not crystalline, but blood-red, a drop of blood and tears fell on the main soul, only to see that the main soul was even more painful, Meng Po was shocked, and hurriedly supported the mana to nourish the soul.

Suddenly, the style of painting changed, the surroundings became darker, and a terrifying aura came, and invisible breaths rushed to the soul one after another, wanting to strangle the soul again.

Directly Meng Po no longer looked old, her eyes were firm, like a general who went out on an expedition knowing that she would die, and took one last look at the soul in her hand, and then carefully put the soul on the ground, for fear that this soul would have a little accident.