The appearance of the six spiritual emperors caused a shock in the underworld, but this time did not last long, and then it gradually became quiet.

However, what Yan Luo was worried about still happened. The disciples of Zheyu Sect did not appear in the Sect of All beings or the places where major souls gathered, but appeared in some small cities. They all suddenly appeared and quickly seized the souls with the soul-receiving card, and then transferred their positions.

This time the appearance of Zheyu Sect made the underworld lose more than three million souls.

Although more than three million is just a drop in the bucket for the entire underworld, this nature is extremely bad.

Because of Xiao Yu's special geographical location, he does not know that Ji Tianming has been named Ling Emperor.

Beside him, there were only one soul next to another, and their faces were quiet, without joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, as if the baby was about to be born.

It is such a place of reincarnation, but it is the place where countless souls in the underworld dream of. Most people wandered around for decades but couldn't come here smoothly.

"I don't want to go to the beast path, I don't want to go."

An obese man shouted loudly across from the other side, but his voice was soon overwhelmed by the scolding.

Although the animal realm sounds a bit ugly, for those who have committed all evil in the world, they have once again reformed their practice.

Under the Naihe Bridge, countless white soul shadows were floating around. Some of them condensed into human form and watched their families pass by the bridge, but no matter how they shouted, no one on the bridge could hear it.

In this way, one cycle of reincarnation and another cycle of reincarnation. When those who do not want to be reincarnated are tired and fall into the water, they will be eaten by the cruel water creatures.

Meng Po was in the distance, day after day, year after year, as if she was tireless.

Meng Po seemed to care about the Ling Emperor Stone at all, but with her strength, she shouldn't care about the title of Ling Emperor, after all, no one can shake her position.

Another day later, Xiao Yu woke up from meditation, and then he turned over and sat up and looked at the distant horizon.

Black light flew in the sky, and a man held a scroll in his hand, falling in front of all living beings in the stars and moonlight.

"The saint ordered that the new Spirit Emperor has been released and announced to the world."

The scroll flew out of the man's hand and turned into a piece of white text that appeared above the sky.

“Welcome to the Holy Order…”

The names of the six spiritual emperors appeared in the sky, and Meng Po bowed slightly to the sky, and all the souls who were preparing for reincarnation fell to the ground at this time.

The words are all written by Mingwen, so Xiao Yu naturally didn't recognize them, but after Meng Po took a look, she looked at Xiao Yu in surprise.

After a few minutes, the words in the sky turned into countless light spots and disappeared from the sky.

At the same time, Xiao Yu felt a powerful aura that seemed to exist or not in the sky above the Sect of All beings, including his position.

Xiao Yu knew that his mission was over and that the Spirit Emperor had already controlled the space.

Since the mission has ended, Xiao Yu didn't want to stay here too much, but bowed to the source of the aura, and then flew over the Naihe Bridge and landed next to Meng Po.

"Senior Meng Po, my mission has been completed, I have said goodbye."

Xiao Yu bowed to Meng Po and said hesitantly.

In fact, he wanted to ask whether Sha Tian could be resurrected, after all, the other party was not as soulless as the Blood Zombie King.

There was also the Chaos Flower incident, but he saw that Meng Po didn't seem to be enthusiastic, so he didn't ask much.

"Well, you are already strong enough now, and I won't be able to help you anymore.

As for what situation you can grow to in the future, it depends on your luck.

The people in Xuanmen have a long lifespan, and you cannot protect a mountain gate for countless years.

So you should let go of what you should give up, so that you can peek into the way of heaven and not let yourself be bound by your fists and feet."

Speaking of this, Meng Po paused for a moment, and then the other party took out a wine jar and poured some Meng Po soup into it.

"I have nothing to give to you, I will give you this jar of Mengpo soup.

If you want to cut off the seven emotions and six desires, this thing can be used.

If you don't want to break, then follow your own way."

The wine jar flew to Xiao Yu and was caught by his hands.

Meng Po's words may be the key to Xiao Yu's future becoming a strong man, but he never wants to turn himself into a puppet who only knows how to practice.

How can he give up his parents and their own children?

"Thank you, Senior..."

Although she didn't want to give up, Xiao Yu still took it with both hands and couldn't use it himself, maybe others would use it.

Xiao Yu said goodbye and left. Meng Po looked at the other person's back as he left, and her expression became serious.

"That red-haired boy Wu Xuan was not selected, but Ji Tianming was selected. It's really strange!

But that's fine, there's finally someone who can take over in Xuantian Pavilion."

After saying that, Meng Po knocked on the big iron pot, and the long line continued to move.

After Xiao Yu and Meng Po separated, they were about to send a note to tell Qin Wushuang that they planned to go to Xuantian Pavilion first, but before he could do it, a divine thought came into his mind.

It seemed like the transmission of King Yama, and the other party was the will of the sky. As long as he wanted to go, he could reach it in an instant.

"Someone wants to see me, could it be Wu Xuan?

By the way, I haven't asked Meng Po before who is Ling Emperor?

If Wu Xuan and Uncle Ji were both among them, I would be afraid that no one would be able to make my Xuantian Pavilion snobbery."

Thinking of this, Xiao Yu couldn't help but feel a little excited. If he was right, Xuantian Pavilion might be famous.

The Hall of Yama is still tens of thousands of miles away from the Sect of All beings where Meng Po is located. Xiao Yu wants to go to that place, but he cannot arrive in an instant.

However, as long as Wu Xuan and Uncle Ji can succeed, even if they are thousands of miles apart, they must rush over and celebrate.

But what he didn't know was that King Yama and other spiritual emperors were in the Saint's Hall at this time, not in the Hall of Yama, so the divine thought that he had sent him before was not sent by King Yama.

"The fairy in red, the news has been spread. What should we do next?"

On a lonely peak, Hongyi and two fairies stood together, both of whom seemed a little excited.

Since he came to the underworld, Hongyi has been monitoring Xiao Yu's every move, and the voice transmission just now was what he sent.

"Don't worry, he will definitely fall into the trap. I want to kill him, and he also wants to kill me.

My master has already set up a large formation. As long as he comes here, he will definitely be captured by everyone. At that time, don’t be ruthless, you must jointly kill him.”

Hongyi took out a mirror, and thousands of miles of radius were seen around him.

"As long as Beicheng takes the initiative, Xiao Yu will definitely be killed. Here, let's see who can help him.

The two fairies behind the red clothes said respectfully.

The strength of the celestial immortal is comparable to that of the Spirit Emperor, so the number of celestial immortals is much higher than that of the Spirit Emperor.

Moreover, when the celestial immortals take action here, no one has joined forces because they are even more afraid of death.

When a celestial immortal dies, he can even use his soul to gather his body. If the Spirit Emperor dies, it will be the soul that is scattered.
Chapter completed!