Who Awakened His Talent?

Chapter 147 Let’s try this bowl of expired Meng Po soup

"No, this is not the first layer of the abyss at all!"

Just as the two stepped out of the door at the same time, the face of the Succubus God suddenly changed.

"What's going on?!"

Zhang Zheng was also startled, and then his face was ugly.

The surroundings were dark and filled with a strong breath of death.

A Yellow Spring that runs through the underworld is running endlessly. The Yellow Spring is surrounded by red spider lilies and the dead bones of unknown creatures, which are very similar to the Supreme Mother River in the abyss.

The environment here is very similar to the abyss, but the essence is completely different.

The Succubus God put his hands together and then tore it violently!

"Dark energy is surging!"

She activated the Abyss Teleportation Technique and wanted to leave here immediately.

However, after this tear, nothing happened.

This made her heart beat faster and faster.

"What is playing tricks? Don't you dare to come out and face me?"

She glared at all directions and said coldly.

After the voice fell, no one answered.

"Since you are hiding and dare not come out to see me, don't blame me for pulling you out!"

After saying that, she condensed a strong purple divine aura on her fingertips and pointed lightly at the darkness.

Boom——!

The whole underworld seemed to explode with thunder!

"Oh? Food is delivered again?"

"So fast! And this monster looks weird, but it is indeed more fragrant than the previous bat."

"Hahaha! Brothers, more food!"

The loud noise seemed to awaken something terrible.

Pairs of terrible eyes emerged from the darkness.

And, there was a terrifying sense of oppression from four directions at the same time.

I saw one figure after another slowly appearing in the darkness.

Black and White Impermanence.

Ox-Headed Horse-Faced.

Meng Po.

The Four Judges.

The corners of their mouths were hung with cruel and bloodthirsty smiles, and their eyes emitted a dark green light.

"This... what is this place?!"

"Which gods are you from? Why are you targeting the abyss!!"

The Succubus God was frightened and hurriedly activated her divine power to show her stunning charm.

"Charm? Your seductive power is far inferior to that of the nine-tailed fox!"

Judge Cui curled his lips and swiped the judge's pen.

"Ah~"

Accompanied by a shrill scream, half of the Succubus God's body was cut off, and blood poured out.

Niutou grabbed that half of the body, tore it into several pieces with both hands, and threw it to Mamian and others to share.

"It's over..."

A touch of despair climbed onto the face of the Succubus God.

The charm she was proud of was useless in front of these beings!

"No! If I stay here, I will be completely killed by these gods!"

Knowing that the crisis was raging at the moment, the Succubus God turned around and left.

But it was just in vain.

The next moment, the four judges attacked at the same time.

In an instant, this Succubus God was dead.

"Well, this kind of divine power is simply a great delicacy."

Judge Cui narrowed his eyes and chewed the delicacy in his mouth carefully.

In the underworld where energy is scarce, this kind of god-level existence is definitely a great tonic for everyone.

"No, no, don't kill me, I don't want to die!!"

Zhang Zheng looked at the Succubus God who was still in love not long ago and died in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help trembling all over.

Then, he showed a flattering smile and said flatteringly: "Several great gods, please let me go, I am willing to become your believer in exchange for a chance to live."

"Believer?"

Judge Cui shook his head: "We don't care about this here."

"Then?"

Zhang Zheng asked tentatively.

"Let's go through the process. The underworld has not been running for so many years. It's just right for you to start from the Yellow Spring Road and walk through it all."

Judge Cui sneered again and again.

This kid is not a good bird to be able to mix with foreign gods.

Hearing this, Zhang Zheng's expression instantly froze on his face.

"Hurry up, hurry up, I want to see if my Mengpo soup is expired."

After saying that, Mengpo grabbed Zhang Zheng, scooped a bowl from the bucket of moldy and scabby green water, and poured it into his mouth.

"Gugugu... burp~"

Zhang Zheng pinched his throat and burped painfully.

"How is it, do you still remember?" Mengpo's face was full of expectation.

"Remember what?" Zhang Zheng was at a loss.

"Gugugu... burp~~"

After being poured down two more bowls, he was almost exhausted, and his whole body was emitting green death.

"Do you still remember?" Mengpo asked again.