"You don't have to be so polite! I don't dare to give advice, but I can provide some information for your reference! Meng Po picked up the teacup, sniffed the tea with the tip of her nose, and then took a sip and said in a calm tone.

"Thank you, senior!" Ye Zhenyu and the Flying Tiger hurriedly bowed down to thank them.

Meng Po took a sip of tea and said in a leisurely tone: "I have been stationed here for hundreds of thousands of years, and the living and dead souls on both sides of the bridge have passed through the Nai He Bridge and the six reincarnations, and the cycle has been repeated, and the order has been maintained in a stable state. Until the Middle Ages, because many Kunlun monks ascended to the immortal realm and the god realm, causing the power of the heaven realm to become more and more huge, and the power of the hell realm to become weaker and weaker, this balance was finally broken. All the gods and spirits of the Kunlun Realm have also lost the aura of cultivating into immortals, and it is difficult to have a long-lived person, so they can only die after decades of life, and their souls are sent to the Hell Realm by the ghosts of the Hell Realm to become a member of the Hell Realm. In order to further expand their power, some races in the Hell Realm continued to cross the border to attack and harass the creatures in the Biluo Xingyu Kunlun Realm and other realms, causing a large number of living beings to die in vain and join the Hell Realm. ”

When Meng Po said this, she seemed to have a deep sense of resentment, and after taking a sip of tea, she continued: "Most of the countless catastrophes and wars in the Kunlun Realm are inseparable from the calculations of the Hell Realm, and hundreds of thousands or millions of living beings are often destroyed and become slaves of the Hell Realm. You may remember that in the history of the Kunlun realm, the Qin Dynasty, under the bewitchment of the eight bronze knights of the hell realm, burned books and pit Confucianism, in order to cut off Confucianism and sanctification, and also slaughtered hundreds of thousands of living beings; Hundreds of thousands of lives were killed by huge projects; It was not enough, and let the first emperor build a large-scale mercenary during his reign, as many as tens of millions of mercenaries became yin soldiers and ghost generals, and after the death of the first emperor, he was taken to the hell realm, and with his great exploits in the Kunlun realm, he was awarded the head of the ten palaces of Yanjun, known as the king of Qin Guang. Later, even his two sons were rebelled by his subordinates, giving up the glory and wealth of the world to the hell realm to claim the title of king and realize their dream of immortality. ”

Meng Po's eyes were full of resentment, and she continued: "Even if the Kunlun realm monk who is as powerful as me can only watch his beloved die tragically at the foot of the Great Wall, and when I chase him to the hell realm, I find that the Ten Palaces Yan Jun is as strong as Si, and the beloved has become a stranger with me in order to cut off my revenge, and from then on I am at this end of the Nai He Bridge, he is at the other end of the Nai He Bridge, the flowers do not see the leaves, the leaves do not see the flowers, and they will never see each other in the life and the world!" In return, he and I saved our lives, and we have since become dead and fallen to hell! ”

Hearing this, Ye Zhenyu got up and said, "I'm sorry senior!" Can you interrupt me and answer my questions? ”

Meng Po was not angry, it seemed that after her thoughts were spoken, her resentment disappeared a lot, and she said softly: "It's okay, please speak!" ”

Ye Zhenyu's tense heart relaxed, for fear that his words would collide with Meng Po. asked in a low voice: "There are many legends about you in the world, some say that you are the daughter of Emperor Yao, and some say that you are Meng Jiangnu." I don't know what the truth is? ”

Meng Po didn't answer Ye Zhenyu directly, but asked, "Then are you Sanqing, Xihuang or Ye Zhenyu?" ”

Ye Zhenyu was thoughtful and whispered: "The juniors understand!" Please continue! ”

After Meng Po pondered for a moment, she looked at the distant Huangquan Galaxy and said in a deep voice: "What I said earlier also wants you to understand the hell realm. As for the details of the hell realm, in fact, over the years, I have been resting on my laurels at the Biluo Pier of Naihe Bridge, and I don't know much, and I don't care about what the ghost cha says. It's just that there is news that someone in the Kunlun Realm has restarted the passage to the Immortal Realm and the Divine Realm, which has led to the recent decrease in the number of dead souls, and the Hell Realm is dragging and uneasy, I am afraid that there will be a big plan again. I guess you're the one who reopened the way to heaven, right? I hope you are doing it yourself, be careful! ”

Bidding farewell to Meng Po, Ye Zhenyu left the Flying Tiger to sit in the Dao Realm Merit Battlefield Camp, and he went to the Buddha Realm Merit Battlefield and the Confucian Realm Merit Battlefield Camp alone.

Not long after Ye Zhenyu left, the figure of the Eight Dao Majesty appeared in the Meteorite Continent where the Dao Realm was encamped, surrounding the Dao Realm Meritorious Battlefield from eight directions. The eight majestic figures are wearing bronze armor, eight feet tall, holding hammers, halberds, knives, swords, sticks, whips, axes, and sickles, and they are the eight bronze armor great holy generals of the Yama clan in the hell realm. They all delivered a fatal blow to the Dao Realm monk. Although there were monks standing guard, they were all eliminated by the eight wars of the Hell Realm without realizing it.

Hundreds of Saint Realm monks were caught off guard by this sudden blow, and dozens of Saint Realm monks were all destroyed. The rest of the monks were in a panic, and the Flying Tiger manifested a huge Dharma Body, flew into the air, looked down, and shouted: "Who is the demon, dare to sneak attack Uncle Ben!" ”

Seeing that the eight Hell Yama clan generals did not severely damage the Dao Realm cultivators under the blow, they all immediately flew into the air and surrounded the Flying Tiger in the center, and the warlord holding the death scythe led by them shouted: "You are Ye Zhenyu's brother, I will clean you up today, and then settle accounts with him!" Everyone, don't leave your hands behind, let's go together! ”

In an instant, the black death aura of the war hammer, broadsword, axe, sword, divine whip, divine stick, war halberd, and death scythe erupted, flying together and slashing towards the vital point of the Flying Tiger. The Flying Tiger did not dare to slack off, mobilized his true qi, and the golden light around his body was flourishing, as if the Buddha had descended, forming a protective light shield around his body, and with a bang, the death black gas met the golden holy light and was completely purified, and the protective light shield actually blocked the strongest blow of the eight Hell Yama generals, but the light mask had some cracks, but it was quickly repaired by the Flying Tiger.

"It's a bit capable, but I underestimate you! Everyone, get in shape! The warlord with the death scythe commanded.

Soon, pillars of black death gas smoke emerged from above their heads, gathering together in mid-air, forming a large black net, trapping the Flying Tiger in the big net, the eight black smoke pillars became thicker and thicker, and the gaps between the smoke pillars gradually disappeared, forming an impermeable death field.

The Flying Tiger naturally wouldn't sit still, but he crashed left and right countless times, but he couldn't break out. The hundreds of monks below were flying to help the Flying Tigers, but they were entangled by the hundreds of hellish armies lurking in the shadows and couldn't get out.

Seeing the crisis of the situation, suddenly, golden lightsabers pierced the black realm, like a star full of spikes, but although the lightsaber could pierce the black realm, it could not completely break through the black realm and escape. The Flying Tiger in the Black Realm was already sweating profusely, and his spiritual power was about to run out. The Flying Tiger was extremely depressed, and he couldn't imagine that the famous immortal generals would end up in such a mess in the first battle, could they die here today?

The strange and arrogant voice of the Yama clan warlord came from his ears: "It's useless, even gods can be killed in the Dark Death Realm, not to mention your great sage cultivation!" ”