The dead city is very lively.
The unrestricted opening of the gate to the underworld allowed a large number of ghost cultivators to break in.
Although most of them were lost in the fog, there were still many ghost cultivators with advanced skills and lucky guys who walked out of the fog and came to the dead city.
The withered bones of the Ghost Emperor whose godhead was on the bodies of Zhang Xiaozu and others had already eaten the intruders, reshaped their bodies, and then sensed the direction of their godhead and searched for them.
At this moment, I am standing on the bridge in front of Po Meng's courtyard, looking at the courtyard in a daze.
However, the godheads of the Central Ghost Emperor and the three Yamas of Taishan, Dushi, and Pingping were acquired by Emperor Luo Yao. After Emperor Luo Yao's death, their godheads were lost in the chaotic space along with Emperor Luo Yao's void space.
Therefore, after the withered bones of these four ghost emperors reshaped their bodies, they could not sense the location of their own gods, so they all wandered in the underground palace.
The ghost cultivators who came to the Dead City discovered the underground palace after exploring the city. They found nothing in the city and thought that all the treasures were hidden in the underground palace. When they broke into the underground palace, they were immediately attacked by four prowlers. Attack of the Ghost Emperor in the palace.
A brutal fight broke out.
In the end, relying on the overwhelming number of ghosts, the ghost cultivators killed the four ghost emperor skeletons, but they also paid an extremely heavy price. Hundreds of powerful and advanced cultivators died in the battle.
The ghost cultivators who survived had no time to mourn for the ghost cultivators who died in the battle, because they couldn't wait to get the treasures in the palace.
However, fantasy is beautiful, but reality is cruel.
They explored all the halls, but only got a few very ordinary objects. They were extremely angry, not only because they found nothing, but also because they found that these halls had been raided and looted long ago.
They gnashed their teeth with hatred, and in their hearts they cut the pioneers into pieces countless times.
But they were a little fortunate that there was still one of the largest halls that had not been explored and was left to them.
However, hundreds of ghost cultivators tried their best and tried all kinds of methods, but they still couldn't break through the forbidden magic circle in the hall.
"stop!"
"This place has been occupied by twenty-five emperors, and any trespassers will be killed without mercy!"
Two king-level ghost cultivators raised their swords, blocked the entrance to the underground palace, and shouted a warning to an old woman who came over with a sickle.
This old woman is none other than Po Meng who came to look for the godhead of Emperor Qitian.
The underground palace has been imprisoned and occupied by the ghost cultivators who participated in killing the ghost emperor's bones, prohibiting latecomers from entering and snatching the fruits of victory they paid a heavy price for.
Twenty-five emperors joined forces, which would shock anyone who heard it.
However, Po Meng's steps never stopped.
"snort!"
She just heard a slight snort of displeasure, and then an aura as cold as a knife rushed out of her rickety body.
When the two king-level ghost cultivators saw that Po Meng ignored their warning, they were about to get angry, but the next moment they were suddenly hit by Po Meng's aura and fainted.
"who?"
"stop!"
"If you take one more step forward, you will be killed without mercy!"
Po Meng walked down the stairs and encountered obstacles one after another. However, before those ghost cultivators could intercept her, they followed in the footsteps of the two king-level ghost cultivators at the door.
"Report to the Emperor that a strongman has broken in!"
A ghost cultivator saw Po Meng forcing her way in, and the person who stepped forward to intercept her fell to the ground inexplicably, was frightened, and immediately shouted loudly.
Before he could finish his words, he was hit by Po Meng's momentum, his eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground.
However, his shouts have spread throughout the underground palace, alarming all the ghost cultivators in the underground palace, making the originally quiet underground palace suddenly noisy.
These ghost corrections were furious because they couldn't break through the restrictions in the hall. When they heard someone forcefully break in, the anger they were holding back found an outlet. They immediately rushed over with curses, wanting to teach this blind guy a lesson.
However, before they could get within ten steps of Po Meng, they couldn't bear the impact of Po Meng's momentum, rolled their eyes and fell to the ground.
Rub rub rub——
The sound of Po Meng's staggering footsteps suddenly became particularly harsh.
Boom, boom, boom!
The ghost cultivators below the imperial realm fell one by one like dumplings.
"It's a strong person in the imperial realm!"
"Don't get close to her, her pressure is very terrifying, and it's hard to resist under the imperial realm!"
An Imperial Realm emperor reminded loudly.
All the ghost cultivators immediately turned into birds and beasts and dispersed.
"snort!"
"Who is your Excellency? The treasure here already has an owner, please come back."
The twenty-five emperors who occupied the underground palace surrounded her, and they all released their pressure on Po Meng.
Buzz!
The momentum collided, and the air immediately vibrated and buzzed.
Po Meng stopped, holding the handle of the sickle with both hands, pressing the back of the knife to the ground, using it like a walking stick, supporting her old body, straightening her rickety back, and glanced at the twenty-five emperors with her deep and cold eyes. He said in a loud voice: "I have no enmity with you, I can't find any reason to kill you, and you definitely don't want to die under my sickle, so... get out of the way and don't block it!"
After saying that, he picked up the sickle and continued to move forward.
"Your Excellency, you don't take us seriously enough!"
A purple-faced emperor glared fiercely, stretched out his hand to grab the air in front of him, slowly pulled out a sharp sword from the void space, and warned Po Meng to stop, otherwise he would not be blamed for being rude.
brush!
Po Meng suddenly picked up the sickle and slashed at the purple-faced emperor.
The purple-faced emperor's eyes trembled, and he quickly drew out his sword, but before the sword could be completely drawn out, Po Meng's sickle had already hooked his neck.
How long does it take for an emperor-level warrior to draw his sword?
Almost negligible.
But it was during this negligible time that Po Meng's sickle struck the purple-faced emperor's neck, which shows how terrifying the speed of her strike was.
The other twenty-four emperors were all so frightened that their hearts trembled.
laugh!
Meng Po hooked her sickle and drew a string of sparks on the purple-faced emperor's neck, bringing up a blood flower at the same time.
The sickle blade cut through the purple-faced emperor's power defense and opened a bloody gash on his neck.
Po Meng showed mercy, otherwise this knife would be enough to cut off the purple-faced emperor's head.
"Thank you, senior, for showing mercy!"
The purple-faced emperor was so frightened that his face turned slightly pale. He felt that Po Meng's sword was showing mercy. He hurriedly threw the sword in his hand back into the void space, fell from the air to the roadside, and saluted Po Meng respectfully.
The other twenty-four emperors also noticed that Po Meng was so strong that they felt suffocated. She felt that she was stronger than the strongest skeleton they had encountered before, so no one dared to step forward to stop her.
Po Meng put away the sickle and kept walking forward.
The twenty-five emperors were all thinking about the treasures in the hall. None of them left, but followed Po Meng at a distance.
This distance is very ambiguous. It not only allows them enough reaction time to retreat or escape when danger occurs, but also allows them to snatch the treasure as soon as they see it.
Po Meng saw their thoughts, but didn't say anything.
Without stopping, she walked straight to the door of the main hall where Emperor Qitian's godhead was located. Then she knelt on the ground, put the sickle aside, kowtowed respectfully and said:
"My subordinate Meng Po, please see Emperor Qitian."
The twenty-five emperors behind him were all shocked when they heard this.
They looked at each other and knelt down to worship.
