No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 302

Quasi-god combat power, apart from saints, is basically the ceiling of combat power in the Three Realms.

This is good, I thought I picked up a treasure, but I didn't expect to cut off the strongest one directly.

Although the Ten Clans of Hell just want to take advantage of their own luck, or have other ideas, but that's for the future. Yi Fan doesn't think he can compete against Hongjun. Can't beat it.

"Forget it, you ten kings, you can't be too greedy as a teacher, come on, let me do something big!"

With a wave of Yi Fan's hand, a group of people rushed along Huangquan Road to the underworld.

Along the way, from time to time, you can see many lonely and wild ghosts walking carefully along Huangquan Road with confused faces, and you can also see some ghosts escorting mortal souls in a hurry.

After Yi Fan and his party came over, they immediately jumped up and down, not to mention half of their souls, even if the ghosts saw it, they would run away far away.

Not to mention the strong fairy aura on Yi Fan and the others, but the daunting and terrifying aura of the king of the ten clans of hell, it is enough for a ghost to drink a pot, so how dare they step forward to stop the questioning.

The underworld is vast, and I don’t know how long I walked before I came to a huge blue stone bridge.

The three shocking characters "Naihe Bridge!" are engraved on the bridge.

The bridge is divided into three floors. People who do good deeds go to the upper floor, people who are both good and evil walk to the middle floor, and those who do evil go to the lower floor.

Those who go to the lower floor will be stopped by ghosts, dragged into the filthy waves, bitten by copper snakes and iron dogs, and tortured and cannot be relieved; those who walk to the middle floor will be taken to the underworld to be judged by judges. Reincarnate again; there are very few people who can pass through the top floor, and they can go directly to the six reincarnations to reincarnate. In the next life, they must be princes and generals, enjoying all the glory and wealth.

At the head of the bridge, there is another dilapidated thatched hut. In front of the hut is a big pot. A white-haired old woman is cooking porridge. Swaying, it seems to have forgotten all the worries and troubles in the world.

This old woman is none other than Granny Meng, who is very famous in the Three Realms.

And the soup boiled in that cauldron is naturally Meng Po soup.

A long team, under the guidance of ghost messengers, poured a mouthful of Mengpo soup into the souls one by one, and then they were taken to the Naihe Bridge in a daze.

Some ghosts seem to be treated by ghosts. Before drinking soup, a person is specially assigned to lead the ghosts to a large earthen platform on the left side of the bridge. There is a word on it, which is called "Wangxiang Terrace".

As soon as those souls go up, they will be full of ugly behaviors, including excitement, cursing, pain, tenderness, reluctance, and deep unwillingness. In the end, they will be torn down by ghosts, and they will be kicked after drinking Mengpo soup. Dead Naihe Bridge.

Yi Fan and the others descended from the sky, frightened countless ghosts and souls, all of them stopped their movements, but Po Meng didn't care, she was still cooking Po Meng soup, bowl after bowl Shengfan.

"I'm waiting to pay my respects to a few immortals. I wonder what they have to do with coming all the way?"

A group of ghost messengers hurried forward to salute, looking at this group of powerful immortals and demons, especially when they saw Monkey King, their hearts beat wildly, feeling that nothing good happened.

Zhu Bajie took a step forward, and said condescendingly: "It's none of your business, let's go to Shi o'clock Yama and show me the way!"

"Okay, alright, Shangxian, please come with the little one!"

A ghost messenger with a green head didn't dare to refuse, so he honestly led the immortals around the group of ghosts and came to the bridge of Naihe.

"Shangxian, this bridge of Naihe is divided into three layers. The lower layer is for the wicked to pass, the middle layer is for those who are both good and evil, and the upper layer is for the good. Besides, no creature from the three worlds can pass through the Naihe Bridge and enter the underworld. "

The green-headed ghost messenger made a gesture of invitation, which means that you great immortals can figure it out by themselves.

Asura Quasi-Saint Patriarch Prajna hurried to Yi Fan's side and said, "Teacher Daoist, let me explore this matter first."

"Oh, do you Ten Clans of Hell understand this bridge?"

"Exactly, I am hated by the world, so I should not be a good person, so let's go to the lowest level first!"

Prajna Luochang has never been to the Yincao Difu at such a young age, because once he appears, he will be perceived by the power of the underworld. Yama of the Ten Palaces alone is very difficult to deal with, not to mention the group of great gods such as Emperor Donghua and Empress Houtu.

After finishing speaking, Banruoluo stepped onto the bottom floor of the Naihe Bridge without hesitation. Immediately, countless evil spirits scrambled up from the Wangchuan River, screaming shrillly and excitedly, and grabbed at Banjnaluo.

"Humph!"

Prajna snorted coldly, and a quasi-sacred aura radiated out. Countless evil spirits vanished as soon as they met each other. The rest of the evil spirits immediately lost their souls when they saw this, and jumped into the river again in panic, never daring to show their faces again. .

These evil spirits dare to grow up to be more evil than the clansmen who have hell, they are simply insignificant.

"I'll try it too!"

After Prajna stepped over unscathed, Yan Luo Dijun Qiye also stepped up, and immediately countless evil spirits rushed forward again with great excitement, but the outcome was still not much better. I don't know how many evil spirits were instantly killed by Yan Luo Dijun.

After the two passed by, Luo Sha volunteered and jumped up.

This time, only some daring evil spirits could not resist the temptation to reincarnate the dead ghosts, and sneaked out of the water to watch the past.

Luo Sha chuckled, the whole terrifying grimace became weak, and all the ghosts were overjoyed, they swarmed up like a swarm, Luo Sha opened his mouth wide, and the ghosts fell into the mouth one after another.

"Hey, the ghosts in the Wangchuan River really taste good!"

The group of ghosts was shocked and scattered.

Raksha crossed the bridge triumphantly.

The next seven hell kings crossed the bridge one by one, no matter how they pretended to be unarmed mortals, but those ghosts were hiding deep in the bottom of the Wangchuan River, and would rather die than show their heads.

Yi Fan smiled.

These hell kings are making such a fuss, I am afraid that many sinister souls will easily pass through the Naihe Bridge and mix into the team waiting for the judge to make a decision.

"My old grandson is neither a good person nor a bad person, go in the middle, go in the middle!"

Sun Wukong swaggered through the middle floor, swinging a huge Buddhist robe that didn't match his figure, and swaggered through the middle floor. Zhu Bajie smiled and hurriedly passed.

"Hmph, the two of my brothers used to be disciples of saints, so I don't believe that this Naihe bridge can do anything to me?"

The two men, Jinjiao and Yinjiao, insisted that they were of noble birth. They flew up and landed on the top floor of the Naihe Bridge, which is also the floor where the souls of good people pass.

"Buzz!"

A flash of golden light flashed, and Jin Jiao and Yin Jiao were suddenly stunned, and they looked at each other from behind, and walked across the bridge in great disappointment.

Su Daji giggled coquettishly: "Senior brothers, what's the matter with you, is there some secret in the upper layer?"

The two of Jin Jiao thought for a while, and had to bow their heads under the eaves of others, and could only truthfully say: "Master, this top level seems to have some restrictions on merit. I lost a lot of meritorious power, so I regret it!"

Yi Fan suddenly realized.

The uppermost layer of the Naihe Bridge is for good people to pass through, so it is natural for them to have merit, but for those without merit to force it through, I am afraid that the end will not be good.

(End of this chapter)