"It's Yang Qingshan!" A snake necromancer was stunned for a moment when he saw Yang Qingshan appear out of thin air, and then shouted.

Millions of dead spirits looked at Yang Qingshan at the same time, and they didn't know who shouted, and all the dead spirits pounced on Yang Qingshan at the same time, and before Yang Qingshan could react, he was overwhelmed by the monstrous dead air, screaming and not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

On the other side of the pillar of light, dozens of immortal-level old monsters chatted for a long time, and saw that Yang Qingshan had not come back, so everyone proposed to go together to see if Yang Qingshan was alive or dead, and in the dumbfounded eyes of the natives, these immortal-level old monsters all walked into the pillar of light.

"Damn, Yang Qingshan, grandson, don't think that you can be arrogant if you can summon the incarnation of a god, how can you attract so many dead spirits. ”

"Yes, Brother Yang Qingshan, where are you...... Which ......"

"I'm here. ”

A ray of light jumped out of the group of necromantic spirits, Yang Qingshan was disheveled, floating in the air with a gray face, and a pair of troubled silk wings kept dancing, only then did he escape from the entanglement of millions of necromancers.

"Brother Yang, let's save you......"

Dozens of immortal levels shot together, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the monstrous spiritual power made this netherworld land turn the sky and the sea, and in an instant, millions of dead souls turned into dust, Yang Qingshan looked at this scene dumbfounded.

"Immortal level is immortal level, boy, come on. The old man of Tianyue appeared strangely behind Yang Qingshan.

"Old man, why are you here, I was looking for you. ”

"Hehe, I'm in the crowd, and they all treat me as my own. The old man Tianyue said with a grin.

"There is a hand, you go back to my world first, and I ask you again. Yang Qingshan said, taking the old man Tianyue into the world, and briefly talking about his situation, while Yang Qingshan himself flew down, meeting with dozens of old monsters, and studying Shimen together.

"Yes, it's the gate of hell in the netherworld, hehe, the snake clan has occupied this place for tens of thousands of years Peony Stone is despised by the people opposite, so it hasn't even gotten any benefit, everyone, this place has been opened, as long as the stone door is opened, we can go to the second layer, and there are hundreds of millions of dead spirits waiting to go in outside, let's discuss, here we have the Void Gate and the Taiji Gate are also occupied, but don't be like the snake clan, we want to open the stone gate, only to come and go." An old monster said.

"Yes, open up here, we won't be subjected to the prying eyes of hundreds of millions of necromancers when we occupy this place, hehe, man, you are still treacherous. ”

"You're polite, you're polite, I was a military advisor before I died. ”

"Then we will leave ten immortals as guards of the stone gate, and the others will enter the stone gate together, go to the second layer of the netherworld, and use our cultivation to open up a force, it is rumored that there are six layers in the netherworld, hehe, take your time." ”

"Okay, just listen to the eldest brother. But which ten remain?"

Everyone was silent, they didn't say a word for a long time, they all used to test each other's minds with their eyes, Yang Qingshan didn't want to get involved in the inner struggle of these dozens of old monsters, and wanted to leave quietly, but he was still stopped by an elder who had no door and asked Yang Qingshan to give a way.

"This ...... Everyone is busy. ”

"Yes, we're all busy people. ”

"Everybody is strong. ”

"That's, if you're not strong, drive out to go shopping?"

Yang Qingshan was sweating profusely, this group of beasts that eat and drink are too strong, where did they learn it, they were stared at by dozens of monsters who could kill themselves in seconds by blowing casually, Yang Qingshan said aggrievedly: "Guess the box?"

"Guess the box?" everyone wondered.

"It's rock-paper-scissors. Yang Qingshan explained depressedly, everyone was smiling, and the excavation of various divine senses was rampant, and Yang Qingshan, a small adult stage, was bombed to the ground, and after a few hours, dozens of old monsters only lost ten people, and they were responsible for guarding the stone gate with an unhappy face.

"Yang Qingshan doesn't have to go with us, you have to go outside and bring in all the dead spirits outside, otherwise we just occupied the swamp, and it is estimated that we will be robbed by those other forces, Yang Qingshan, the task of holding the poisonous snake swamp will be handed over to you, and when everything is calm, you are coming in, we are waiting for you." An old man said earnestly to Yang Qingshan, and without giving Yang Qingshan any chance to refute, he pushed open the stone door with everyone.

Yang Qingshan looked at the dozens of old monsters who had eaten enough and scolded the cook, and pushed open the stone door openly, and suddenly a terrifying death gas rolled out of the stone door, which had been condensed into an entity, but for the immortal level, these dead gases were just waving their hands, but Yang Qingshan was not a vegetarian, standing straight in place, his eyes were like electricity, staring at the stone gate.

The dead air rolling in the stone door slowly dissipated after getting an outlet, revealing a space like a black hole, dozens of old monsters stared for a long time before stepping into the darkness, but the stone door was not closed, the original stone door slowly turned into dust, leaving only the stone door frame.

The ten immortal-level monsters left behind were not surprised, only Yang Qingshan studied it curiously, and after confirming that the powder was not a good thing, he returned the same way, returned to the pillar of light, and returned to the Falling Water Tribe.

"The God of the Future...... You're back, is there anything interesting over there?" said the Fallen Water Patriarch curiously.

"No, but there will be a lot of undead from outside here, and you can think of a way to let them in, but without interfering with the normal life of our natives. Yang Qingshan said.

"This ...... It's a bit difficult. The Fallen Water Patriarch thought for a moment and said affirmatively.

Yang Qingshan was a little disappointed, the natives were his own people, he didn't want those necromancers to enter the Falling Water Tribe, that is, now according to the decision of those old monsters, they couldn't occupy the passage, otherwise they would be overwhelmed by hundreds of millions of necromancers.

Yang Qingshan flew to the sky and looked at this boundless water world, Yang Qingshan suddenly thought, he is now in the Dacheng stage, the world in his divine consciousness is so big that he needs a few days to fly, and there are still many places that are empty, Yang Qingshan wants to boldly include all this water tribe into his own world.

"Gather all of you, and I'm going to take you to the world of God. Yang Qingshan said to the patriarch.

The patriarch was stunned for a moment, the rich expression on his face kept changing, and he cried as much as he could.

"What's wrong?" Yang Qingshan said curiously.

"The future god, you have fulfilled a prophecy, Shennong said that our future god will take us to his world. ”

"Really?" Yang Qingshan was also stunned, not knowing what the Shennong clan meant by leaving this prophecy, and he didn't want to harm himself, so he said, "Yes, I'll take you to my world." ”

The excitement of the Falling Water Tribe at this time was the first time Yang Qingshan had seen it in his life, maybe he had waited too long, millions of years, and finally coped with a sentence or two of language, if it was Yang Qingshan, he would also be so excited and tearful, and he couldn't speak with excitement, so he could only use gestures to tell those natives to gather together.

There are millions of people in the water world, and after waiting for more than half an hour, Yang Qingshan watched the crowd crush the crowd.

"Millions of people, will they be sent to the world together?" Old Man Tianyue walked out of the world and said to Yang Qingshan: "Your problem with the power of faith can be solved, I wanted to tell you to decorate more people and create a large amount of your own faith power to resist the demon seed faith, but you are faster than I thought, millions of people." ”

"Can the number of people really resist the demon seed?" Yang Qingshan said with some concern.

"Of course, in the eyes of almost everyone, the world of immortal cultivators can only be at the immortal level, and the world that is cultivated is only the size of a small village, hehe, it is good to be able to hold tens of thousands of people, but your world is big enough, not to mention millions, tens of billions of dollars have never been a problem, the power of faith is worshiped from living creatures, the more living creatures, all worship you, the more faith you will have, and the huge number of beliefs, the faith of the demon seed is too late to snatch, as long as the power of your faith is enough, you can instead refine the faith of the demon seed。 ”

Yang Qingshan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said with a smile: "Does the demon seed have any weaknesses?"

"Yes, the weakness of the demon seed is that it collects the power of faith on your territory, so he is not as fast as you can condense the power of faith. The old man Tianyue said with a wicked smile.

"Haha......" Yang Qingshan laughed: "Bringing these natives into the world is tantamount to creating the power of their own faith, yes, there is also the Flame Tribe, the two tribes together have a population of nearly five million, haha." ”

Thinking of doing it, Yang Qingshan really opened the world, first collected millions of indigenous people into the world, and then used all his strength, as well as the power of the trace of divine power that was finally refined, to collect this water world, including the altar and countless docks, into the world, and three days later, a huge pit that reached tens of thousands of miles appeared in the netherworld.

The strange thing is that when the Falling Water Tribe was taken over by Yang Qingshan, this perfect world disappeared for some reason, as if it didn't exist at all, and Yang Qingshan naturally appeared in the sky above the swamp, seeing that the swamp had already fought.

There was a battle but the disciples of the Void Gate and the Taiji Gate fought against hundreds of millions of necromancers, because there was no immortal-level existence on this side, the Void Gate and the Taiji Gate were defeated and retreated one after another, with heavy casualties, Yang Qingshan didn't say a word, and summoned the incarnations of the two gods.

"Everyone!"

Stopping in the sky, Yang Qingshan, who was protected by the incarnations of the two gods, shouted to the deep below.

"Each faction sent a representative to follow me to the Shimen Passage. ”

"Yang Qingshan, don't think that you can command us with two incarnations of gods...... Ahh

As soon as there was a full-fledged necromancer shouting disdainfully at Yang Qingshan, he was killed by Thor with a single finger of lightning, and the immortal-level powerhouse necromantic who came to save people was also blown by the wind, and the swamp finally quieted down.

"It's not me who decides, but the Void Gate and the Taiji Gate decide, whether you want to be obedient or not, whatever you want, we are not like the snake clan occupying the Shimen passage, but open to everyone to enter and exit freely, you think for yourself, and those who wish will follow." Yang Qingshan left a few words coldly, and flew in the direction of the pillar of light.