Chapter 845

"My words are the law, my actions are the rule, my will is the will of heaven, and my heart is the heart of heaven. What does the so-called heaven's censure count?"

Ye Xuan said coldly. He raised his eyes to look at the six samsara. A pair of magic eyes broke through the endless vanity, and a powerful force like destroying the heaven and the world burst out.

"If you don't agree, you can stop her from leaving, do you dare?" Ye Xuan made a cold voice and didn't give this person the slightest face. His words were killing him.

Time seemed to be at a standstill, and space seemed to be frozen. When ye Xuan's words fell, the six laws of heaven and earth were stagnant, and the breath of the black figure standing in front of the six reincarnations with his hands on his back was stifled.

"Meng Po, don't you want to say something?"

After a full three breath, the black figure made a low voice and looked in the direction of the Naihe bridge.

"Let her go!"

Meng Po was holding a mottled ancient bowl. She was still feeding Meng Po soup to the dead, but her bent body gave a slight meal, as if she hesitated for a moment, but she finally calmed down and gave the answer of black virtual shadow.

"Well, since even you, Meng Po, dare not meddle in his business, why should I be this villain?"

The black virtual shadow palms and fingers swept the air, and the six laws between heaven and earth collapsed and disappeared. He sat in front of the six reincarnations again, and then there was no movement.

"Go."

Ye Xuan had his hands on his back, and his voice was hoarse and low, which also made Ye invite the moon to nod his head, and finally entered the vortex portal and returned to the sun.

Buzz!

The vortex door was closing, and the world returned to calm. A smile came out of the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth, but his eyes were still very gloomy, and there was a sense of urgency.

Although Ye Xuan told ye Jiaoyue that as long as Nu Wa didn't do it himself, Tianting wouldn't be in great danger for the time being. He gave ye Jiaoyue three ten thousand Buddha gold pills, which was enough to recover the three quasi saints.

This is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. If Nu Wa really makes a move to Tianting, how should Tianting resist it?

Time, ye Xuan knows that he needs time now, a time that can let him spend the third robbery of heaven, because only through the third robbery of heaven can he be qualified to challenge the saints.

"Taoist friends have great powers. Although they seem to be Buddhists, they don't have any Buddhist thoughts in their hearts. Although I don't know where friends are sacred, please leave the hell and don't participate in the disputes in the hell. In this way, we can also return the stability of the three realms."

On the Naihe bridge, Meng Po was humble. She talked to Ye Xuan again across the endless void.

It's a pity that ye Xuan's magic eye just glanced at Meng Po faintly, and then strode away with his sleeves. He had no idea of talking to Meng Po at all.

"It seems that he is really my disaster!"

However, on the bridge, the water of the yellow spring surged under the bridge. The turbid spring seemed to devour all souls. Meng Po's sad breath stopped on the bridge and gave a long sigh.

……

The feast of ghosts is a great event in the underworld. I don't know how many great figures in the underworld will be present in person. It is said to be discussing the future development of the underworld together, but it is actually a division of interests.

Fengdu city!

The city gates of the four directions are wide open, and the Yin soldiers and ghosts will be under martial law. From time to time, you can see Yin lights crisscrossing in the void of the eight directions. Each Yin light is full of terrorist Qi. Obviously, they are great people in the hell.

Ow!

The Yin dragon roared, the ghost car flew across the sky, and the ghost King Jade chariot came from the sky. There was also a ghost Saint stepping on the sky. The world was full of thick ghost fog. The ripples of the concussion void made Fengdu city look like fog.

The netherworld Daochang is the hinterland of Fengdu City, covering an area of thousands of miles. It is also the place where the feast of ghosts is opened.

Rows and rows of black jade tables and tables stand in all directions. The black jade tables and tables are filled with lingguo yinniang. There are more ghost girls dancing gracefully, and there are also the sounds of zither and Harp playing in the netherworld Taoist field.

Central theme.

Fengdu emperor sits high on it. He wears an imperial crown and a Yin dragon Python robe, which shows the majesty of a generation of ghost emperors. Around his lower head are civil and military judges and a large number of Yin soldiers and ghost generals.

Ye Xuan and the ancestor of Styx River sat aside and raised the wine from time to time to drink slowly.

"Taoist friends, how about our underground wine?" The ancestor of Styx river put down his glass and was smiling at Ye Xuan and asking questions.

"There is more Yin Qi and impure aura. Although it tastes good, it is only inferior." Ye Xuan smiled, drank all the wine in the cup, and spit out a cold airway.

"Two Taoist brothers, after the feast of ghosts, the emperor must treat you well. It's better not to drink today." Fengdu emperor whispered a reminder.

"It doesn't matter. There are few people in such a big underground place that can be put in the eyes of my ancestors. You should be at ease." Old Styx smiled coldly.

"Ten halls of hell!"

Suddenly, the Yin soldiers at the door were shouting. They saw nine Yin lights in the distant sky, and the sound of Yin dragon roaring in the sky.

"See your majesty."

The void flickered and the sky was overcast. The nine yamas quietly appeared in the feast of ghosts. They first saluted the Fengdu emperor, and then looked around. Only when they saw Ye Xuan and the ancestors of the Styx River, the breath of the nine yamas was stifled and their eyes were even more shocked.

The nine Yanluo didn't know ye Xuan, but they knew the ancestor of Styx river. They never thought that the ancestor of Styx river who hadn't appeared in the underworld for a long time would participate in the feast of ghosts.

"Xiao Wang has seen master Styx."

"Master Styx, you are polite."

……

The nine Yanluo dare not neglect, and hurried to salute the ancestors of the Styx river one by one. However, when they saw that ye Xuan was on an equal footing with the ancestors of the Styx River, they all turned their eyes and bowed to Ye Xuan.

Obviously, the nine yamas are smart people. People who can sit with the ancestors of Styx must be very human. Naturally, they can't afford to offend.

"Take your seat."

Fengdu emperor spoke out with dignity, and the nine Yanluo flattered and smiled and took their seats in the ten thousand ghost feast. However, the nine people looked different, and there was a flash of surprise in their eyes. Then they became silent, and the atmosphere was a little strange.

In fact, since the opening of the world catastrophe, the underworld has poured into endless ghosts. Led by the northern ghost emperor Zhang Heng, they have already controlled the whole underworld, and their nine yamas are no exception.

To put it bluntly, today's ten thousand ghosts feast is open. The northern ghost emperor Zhang Heng wants to completely control the five ghost regions, declare that he is the real Lord of the underworld, and then gather all forces to seize the other shore flower that is about to open.

The nine yamas know all these things, but the appearance of the ancestors of Styx River and ye Xuan today makes today's ten thousand ghosts feast a little strange.

"Senro ghost king is here."

"The ghost mother Yasha has arrived."

"Nine eyed ghost boy."

……

As time passed, the Yin soldiers of yingmen kept shouting, and a large number of people from hell came to the feast of ghosts.

But when these people entered the ghost feast, they all felt that the atmosphere was extremely depressed. Everyone was silent and took their seats one after another. The dark crowd had no voice, which made the atmosphere of the ghost feast strange and heavy.