Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, all the ghosts and gods of the underworld laughed one after another.

Even, even Meng Po couldn't help but laugh and said:

"Cover us? Terran little one, have you ever heard of the Witch? ”

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen recalled carefully, as if the Emperor of Heaven had talked about the Wu clan, and blurted out:

"Witches? Could it be the same group that died with the demon clan? ”

"I heard that there are two ancestors like fools, who fought among themselves, and as a result, they collapsed Buzhou Mountain."

"Hey, why are you all looking at me like that? Am I wrong? It shouldn't be, that's what the Emperor said at the beginning. ”

"It is also said that the Wu clan is up to the ancestral witches, down to those big witches, and small witches, all of whom are a group of reckless men with simple minds and developed limbs."

When Ming Yingzong finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the surroundings were quiet, and when he looked up, he found out.

A group of ghosts and gods in the underworld rubbed their fists one after another, staring at themselves with murderous eyes.

This scene frightened Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen nervously and shrank back, and said worriedly:

"What's wrong? Could it be my ......"

Suddenly.

A mysterious pattern manifested on the back of Ming Yingzong's hand, and in an instant, two slightly illusory figures flew out.

Yan Wang Zhu Di rushed up with a punch and said angrily:

"Can you, a humble descendant, know a little about current affairs, haven't you heard how these ghosts and gods called Meng Po just now?"

"This king is famous, how can there be such an incompetent descendant as you!"

Ming Taizong Zhu Di bowed to Meng Po, leaned over and said:

"Terran Zhu Di, meet the Houtu Ancestor Witch."

A group of ghosts and gods in the underworld made a way, Meng Po slowly walked closer, and after a while, said:

"Interesting, interesting."

"If I guessed correctly, it was you who planned and robbed the opportunity of Zhun Ti to be introduced, and a mortal dared to be so bold."

"However, you shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't make a heavenly oath, if the hell is empty, won't we all have to die?"

Ming Taizong Zhu Di smiled bitterly and said:

"Forgive me, I am also helpless, who let me, a descendant of the unscrupulous, only know how to cause trouble all day long."

"I have also heard about the Lich Tribulation in the past, and I am willing to exchange a piece of news for a hundred meters of land in the underworld."

"Just let me, the unworthy descendant, have a place in the underworld, how about it?"

As soon as the words fell, a group of ghosts and gods in the underworld ridiculed one after another:

"Haha, Terran, you're delusional! Is there anything else in the flood that we don't know? ”

"That's right, even if it's Hongjun Lao'er's origin, Houtu Ancestor Wu also knows, and he still wants to talk about conditions? You deserve it too! ”

"Houtu Ancestor Wu, what kind of Amitabha Buddha dares to insult the Wu clan, it is better to throw him into the eighteenth layer of hell!"

Seeing this, Ming Taizong Zhu Di was not surprised, but just stared at Meng Po with a calm expression.

The other side.

With the punch of Yan King Zhu Di, Ming Yingzong, who had cultivated to a great advance, was unscathed, but the former was as if he had been struck by lightning.

A wisp of divine thought turned into a clone, inch by inch, Yan Wang Zhu Di rubbed his wrist, and said with emotion:

"You, a humble descendant, are now at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm, and this king is just a wisp of divine thought, so he can't beat you."

"Well, you can do it yourself."

Let's talk about it.

The doppelganger of Yan King Zhu Di dissipated between heaven and earth.

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen raised his hand, but he caught it, sad, and said sadly:

"Grandpa Yanwang, don't die, your grandson can't live without you......"

"Smack"

Ming Taizong Zhu Di kicked Ming Yingzong angrily, and said angrily:

"Are you stupid?"

"It's just a divine thought, and if it's gone, it's gone, what's the matter? Do you want me to die? ”

In an instant, the sadness in Ming Yingzong's Zhu Qizhen's heart disappeared, and he said embarrassedly:

"Ahem, it scared me to death, I thought Grandpa Yan was really dead."

Meng Po looked at the farce in front of her and said slowly:

"Terran, if you want to trade, I'll give you this opportunity."

"If you can't impress me, today, you, and this Amitabha Buddha, will all stay in the underworld and go to the eighteenth layer of hell!"

After Zhu Di glanced at Ming Yingzong, he took a few steps forward, came to Meng Po's side, and whispered:

"Houtu Ancestor Wu, I have seen with my own eyes that the Shinto Tao practiced by the current human emperor can resurrect the dead."

"I heard that there were eleven ancestors of the Wu clan who died in the Lich Tribulation~"

"Buzz"

In an instant, the momentum of the peak of the quasi-holy realm swept through the entire underworld!

Meng Po's face showed a hint of surprise, and immediately, it became painful again.

With a wave of his hand, after placing a ban on the surroundings, he was silent for a long time and said:

"Your human race is interesting, you are so young next year, but you can know those desolate secrets."

"Is the Shinto you talking about really that powerful?"

Ming Taizong Zhu Di continued:

"Hou Tuzu Wu, maybe you have been in the underworld for a long time, and you don't know the movement of the flood."

"If it's just Shinto, it's not as good as the Immortal Dao, but in the hands of the contemporary emperor, there is a secret art that has never been seen in ancient times."

"This technique can be incense and fire divine power to create all things, if it can be based on the essence and blood of the eleven ancestors of the past."

"Perhaps, it is really possible to let the eleven ancestral witches reappear in the wilderness."

Meng Po looked deeply at Zhu Di of Ming Taizong in front of her, her face softened slightly, and said:

"Okay, whether this matter is successful or not, my Wu clan owes you a cause and effect."

"This Amitabha, as long as he does not interfere with the operation of the underworld, he can come and go freely in the underworld."

Ming Taizong Zhu Di had already learned from his father what cause and effect was, and refused:

"Houtu Ancestor Wu, I don't want cause and effect, in this way, I have a little favor......"

Not far away.

Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen listened attentively, and found that he couldn't hear anything, leaning on the hundred-meter demon behind him, and chuckled:

"The name of the demon is too ugly, but now I ...... Phew, this seat is also the head of Buddhism, so I canonized you as the deputy head of Buddhism! ”

"Buddha, Hongyi Cannon Bodhisattva!"

Seeing that this fool canonized a clay figure as the deputy sect leader, all the ghosts and gods of the underworld ridiculed loudly:

"Haha, I've lived for so many years, and it's the first time I've seen such a stupid fool!"

"That is, don't you think you are Nuwa? Just pinch a clay figurine and create a creature? ”

"How can this clay figure be uglier than the Asura clan of the old thief in the River Styx!"

That's when it happened.

After Meng Po dispersed the prohibition, she looked around and commanded:

"From today on, Amitabha Buddha comes and goes freely in the underworld, and all the witch clans must not embarrass him!"

"Niu Tou, go and gather all the great witches, I have something important to announce, and no big witch can refuse!"

The bull's head, which was on the back of a tiger and exuding the breath of Da Luojin Fairyland, heard this, glanced at the deepest part of the underworld vaguely, and whispered:

"Houtu Ancestor Witch, do you want to ......report it?"

Meng Po shook her head, turned to leave, and her voice sounded in everyone's ears:

"Don't alarm her, I am the Houtu, she is the peaceful mother of the underworld." (End of chapter)