Zombie World: God-level paper binding system

Only then did the disciples feel relieved and returned to the main hall.

And on top of the mountain.

Wearing a red robe, Meng Po tremblingly knelt down to Su Mo: "Meng Po, the Yin God of the underworld, pay homage to the Daoist Chen Yuan."

More than 100 years ago, when she faced this boy, she was superior. If it wasn't for the fact that there was a top fairy gate standing behind him, she wouldn't be able to provoke him at all, otherwise she would have crushed him to death at that time.

A hundred years have passed in a flash, and that brat with a weak cultivation base has now become a Daoist Daoist who cultivates emptiness and harmonizes the Dao!

Moreover, Po Meng felt that the big real person in front of her had a more terrifying aura than his master, the big real Zixiao back then.

Su Mo didn't speak, but just looked at Po Meng with his eyes.

After a long time, she nodded slightly, but her gaze became a little cold: "No wonder."

"I asked you, as the Yin God canonized by the Son of Heaven, how can you survive in this dharma-ending era?"

"It turns out that it swallowed countless dead souls alive!"

With Su Mo's current state, he can naturally see the secrets of Granny Meng at a glance.

She is no longer a ghost.

Before the end of the Dharma came, Meng Po gave up her god position, and then led the water of the Yellow River into her body, directly transforming herself into the most powerful ghost king in history.

Then the fairy gate left, Su Mo retreated, the underworld disappeared, and a cruel war broke out in the world for more than ten years.

At that time, the world had not completely ended, and there was still a thin spiritual energy, so countless ghosts were created.

But Meng Po secretly hid in the human world, devoured everywhere, and swallowed tens of millions of ghosts alive!

This is also the reason why there are not many ghosts in the era of war.

In other words, this former Yin God is now a complete demon! .

Chapter 836

The black air flow gathered on Po Meng's body, and the monstrous resentment that rose from the sky continued to condense the heads of ferocious ghosts one after another.

It seemed that the evil thing from the deepest part of the underworld had come to the human world. Even if the surrounding flowers and plants were moistened by spiritual energy, they withered quickly under the infestation of this strong evil spirit.

Back then, the group of Yin Gods, even though they did things unscrupulously and were deprived of their god status, they could still be regarded as gods after all.

But Meng Po in front of her is already a complete evil spirit!

Su Mo frowned slightly, invisible power rippled from his body, and the withered flowers and plants around seemed to be watered by the fountain of life, and they became green and lush again.

The black smoke was forcibly pressed back into the body, and the heads of those ferocious evil spirits let out howls of fear and unwillingness, and dissipated into the sunlight one by one.

"Old woman, you just want to fight for your life."

Granny Meng was no longer as lofty as she was a hundred years ago. She knelt tremblingly in front of Su Mo, not daring to raise her head: "For more than a hundred years, I have only secretly devoured the souls of the dead, but I have never dared to take the initiative to kill a mortal."

"It's even more hidden, never disturbing the development of the mortal world, and looking at the real man hanging down the curtain, remembering that I once sat on the Naihe Bridge and purified the endless souls of the underworld~ Come on, spare me once."

"Haven't killed mortals?"

Su Mo's eyes fell on her, without any emotion: "What's the matter with that ghost town? Could it be that the tens of thousands of people in the town all flew away as immortals?"

Hearing Su Mo's words, Po Meng froze suddenly.

"I dare to deceive you face to face." Su Mo's tone was a bit cold: "Maybe it's because you have lived too peacefully for more than a hundred years, and have forgotten the power of the Immortal Master."

"No..." Meng Po hurriedly raised her head to argue.

However, Su Mo never gave her time to speak. He stretched out his fingers and moved them slightly in the void, as if he were playing a string on a piano.

The invisible and intangible thread of the world of mortals is drawn by him.

But Meng Po was horrified to find that all the power in her body had been sealed, and she couldn't use it any more.

Not even her soul can leave her body.

Lost in the suppression of power, those dead souls and ghosts who originally lived in Po Meng's body finally rioted.

They scurry back and forth in Meng Po's body, biting everywhere, venting the pain of blockade for hundreds of years.

"what--"

Granny Meng's shrill scream came from her throat. Fortunately, this small mountain had been sealed off by Su Mo at this moment, otherwise the scream would have spread thousands of miles away.

If it was just flesh and blood, with Po Meng's current state, she wouldn't care at all.

Because her flesh and blood had rotted long ago, her body had turned into a stinky skin, a lair of Yin Qi and fierce ghosts.

But what this group of ghosts bitten was not only her flesh and blood, but also her soul!

Po Meng turned herself into the ghost king Xie Chong, all power and source are in the soul, so at this moment all the power is sealed by Su Mo, the soul is eaten by the ghost, and naturally experience the pain like eighteen hells.

"Master! I was wrong! The old woman is wrong!"

"Please spare my life, Dazheng, the old woman will never dare to lie again!"

However, Su Mo ignored her wailing at all, and just sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if he was fascinated by the realization.

Half an hour has passed.

Po Meng's wailing has become inaudible, as if it will stop in the next moment.

Moreover, the light of her soul is like a candle in the wind, dying to go out, it only takes dozens of breaths before it will be completely eaten up by the group of ghosts in her body.

Su Mo finally opened his eyes, raised a finger, and gently moved towards Po Meng.

In an instant, the suppressed power surged again.

Feeling the surging Yin evil power filling her body again, this time Po Meng no longer dared to let them show their power, but tried her best to suppress the thousands of violent ghosts rioting in her body.

After a long time, she finally calmed down the turmoil in her body, but when she looked at Su Mo, her eyes were no longer cunning as before, but full of fear.

If she was a little bit lucky before, then at this moment, Po Meng has recognized the reality.

The new head teacher of Maoshan who has only practiced for more than 100 years in front of him is a real real person.

Moreover, it is very likely that Maoshan will be the strongest Daren in history!

Therefore, after suppressing the turmoil in her body, Meng Po no longer dared to make any other movements, and quietly knelt down on the ground, her head almost touching the ground.

"I ask, you answer."

Su Mo didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so he asked directly, "Is there a plan in the underworld?"

"As the god of the underworld, your status is even comparable to that of a judge. You should know a lot of secrets."

Hearing Su Mo's words, Granny Meng trembled suddenly.

She certainly can't afford to offend this young Daoist in front of her, but the underworld... She can't even offend her!

You know, there is only one person who is qualified to hold the Yincao Difu layout, the Emperor Yin.

That person who can sit on an equal footing with the heavenly emperors can be said to be one of the most noble people in the Three Realms!

I do know some fringe information, but if she reveals it, she will be the first one to bear the brunt when the gods return in the future and the cause and effect of the three realms are settled!

It seems that Po Meng's hesitation can be seen.

Su Mo sneered: "Are you afraid that in the future when the spiritual energy will recover and the Three Realms will return, then the Emperor Yin will ask you to settle the matter?"

Granny Meng nodded silently: "Don't dare to hide the real person."

"The Taoist Daoist reaches the sky, and he will definitely become an immortal in the future. He will be named a star, and he will be the king of the stars in the sky. Although he may not be able to defeat the Yin emperor, there is no need to be afraid."

"But the old woman is different. The old woman has exhausted all her efforts just to survive in this doomed era. She only hopes to survive until the end of the doomsday, and her spiritual energy will recover. See if she can find a chance to ascend to the throne."

"If Tianzi Yin finds out that I leaked his chess pieces, he will definitely not let me go easily in the future."

Hearing Po Meng's words, Su Mo's expression remained unchanged.

He just stared at the crooked figure wrapped in black mist in front of him, and said softly, "How much time is left until the spiritual energy recovers?"

"The Great Master should be clearer than me." Meng Po's voice was like a mosquito, but she didn't dare to hesitate, and replied: "According to the few words left by the great gods when they left, plus the old woman's own calculations."

"The distance from spiritual recovery can be as short as 200 years, and as long as thousands of years."

Su Mo nodded, did not let her continue, and interrupted directly: "That is to say, it will take one or two hundred years at the shortest before the Yin Emperor can return to this world."

"But... I am in front of you now."

"You are afraid that Emperor Yin will kill you hundreds of years later, don't you be afraid that I will kill you now?"

Su Mo's voice was soft, but there was a cold killing intent inside.

Meng Po's body trembled suddenly, and she also recognized the current situation.

She was silent for a long time, and finally nodded resignedly: "Forget it... this old woman should have this calamity in her fate."

"You don't have to worry too much."

But Su Mo looked at her, and promised: "As long as you tell me everything you know, I can guarantee that you don't have to worry about Emperor Yin anymore. After the spiritual energy recovers in the future, Emperor Yin will not ask you to settle the matter."

Hearing this, Po Meng immediately raised her head, revealing a skeleton face.

Falling from the position of a god, becoming a ghost king, and constantly feeding fierce ghosts with herself and devouring ghosts over the years, her flesh and blood have long been tattered, and only bones are left in many places.

There were two groups of black flames dancing around the eye sockets of the skull face.

At this moment, the two groups of black flames were burning blazingly, as if a person's eyes reflected fanaticism: "My lord, are you serious?"

"Naturally." Su Mo nodded without hesitation, "I don't need to coax you either."

"Then thank you Daeshen Daoist in advance!"

With Su Mo's endorsement and a clear understanding of the current situation, Po Meng no longer hesitated, and told everything she knew, like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

"Although the old lady is well-known in the mortal world, her status in the underworld is really not that high."

"In the hall of Yama, there are twenty judges who manage ghosts, and the ten halls of Yama are in charge of the order of the underworld. Above Yama, there are three emperors, and the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who suppresses the Infernal Purgatory."

"As for managing everything, the Son of Heaven of Yincao Difu is even more supreme, the only god among the gods of Yin. Therefore, the old woman has served on the Naihe Bridge for countless years, but in fact, she has never seen Son of Heaven."

"That is, on the day when many gods and gods left, I had a glimpse of the huge body of Emperor Yin from a distance, leaping over the underworld and heading for the mortal world."

"How respectful is Tianzi Yin, the old lady didn't dare to take a second look at it, but she kept it in her heart, and was very curious, so that Tianzi Yin wanted to go to the mortal world alone before ascending to leave?"

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"So in the past hundred years, besides devouring ghosts everywhere, I also subconsciously searched around based on the breath of Emperor Yin in my memory."

"It turned out that by chance, I really found it!"

"Huh?" Su Mo was finally slightly moved this time.

He thought that even if Granny Meng knew, she only knew some clues, but judging from what she meant, it seemed that she had seen it with her own eyes?

"It's a ghost town!"

Meng Po continued: "It doesn't belong to any Lord Yan, it should be a ghost town made by Emperor Yin himself!"

"Due to the end of the world, immortals and gods are not allowed in this world, so the power of that ghost city must be lower than that of immortals."

"Tianzi Yin is a congenital god, conceived in the chaos, and has never practiced the Dao of the human race, so there is no Dao in that ghost city. The real power should be above the earth immortals and below the Dazheng."

"It was at the end of the war, it appeared in the Central Plains, and the old woman also figured out how far away the ghost town appeared."

"That ghost city is the same as the old woman, but what I devour are ghosts, but that ghost city devours the yin and resentment of this world."

"It is still developing and growing. When it matures, the ghost king sleeping in the ghost city will wake up and bring the ghost city to the world!"

"Ghost city?" Su Mo's eyebrows twitched slightly, thinking in his heart.

After a long time, he whispered to himself, "This kind of method is really calculated and profound."

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If there were no accidents, the ghost city would be hidden in the already closed Yincao Difu, and the Yin Tianzi sealed the Yincao Difu, obviously leaving a back door.

This back door is specially reserved for ghost towns.

Different from the open and aboveboard layout of other forces, Emperor Yin has been secretly plotting.

Because his identity is too special.

Chaos opened up and evolved the three realms, the Heavenly Emperor, Human Emperor, and Yin Emperor each controlled a realm.

The Emperor of Heaven is the nominal co-lord of the Three Realms.