If you want to ask me when I will find this spiritual power, I can't hide it from him.

This is not any spiritual power, this is the evil spirit of the world.

This thing was originally owned by the netherworld, and the netherworld was my soul because of the place where I once trapped him, and I thought that the power of my soul was the strongest bondage, and naturally it finally proved that the power of my soul and him were indeed the strongest prison in the world, but it was also the root of the bane for the future.

He is under the control of my soul, but this evil power is also impregnated in my soul, and he used this silent and silent method to invade my soul, and when he was strong, he invaded my body, and wanted to destroy the spiritual power of heaven that he hated most with my hand.

It's a pity that he didn't succeed, and finally fell into the state where he coexists with me now.

And now that he is in the underworld, he thinks that he has obtained this evil power, so that he can explain the recovery of his magical spiritual power.

But these are all personal grievances between him and the Netherworld, the last time it affected the beings of the Three Realms, and this time it is not necessary.

Song Nian looked at the Enma who was clenching his wrist, and took advantage of the fact that the Enma had not reacted, and his feet were weak, and he was about to fall down.

Enma is doubting the source of Song Nian's spiritual power, the demonic power on his body now is where all the spiritual power of the ancestor in the past lies, even if he is an ancestor, without that demonic power, the ancient magic weapon of the jade fan must not recognize his deeds. And the spiritual power when the jade fan was waved out was real, and it couldn't be faked in the slightest.

Since there is no way to heal him in the Three Realms, the power in his body is quite strange now, so how can he not be worried?

But before he could think deeply about the problem here, he looked at Song Nian who was holding tightly in his hand, leaning like a building, and couldn't care about anything else.

Scoop the seniors into your arms.

"I used a snowsuit."

Enma took the person into his arms, only to find that the outside of this shirt was the snow suit he saw for the first time, and now the source of this snow suit, he is naturally clear, the snow suit is left by the ancestor when he shed the scale armor for the first time, if it is used by the ancestor himself, even if the ancestor does not have so many spiritual blessings, if he wants to control the magic weapons of the past, he can do it. Naturally, he saw this with his own eyes.

In this way, all doubts were dissipated.

"Help me up." Echoing the Enma's ear.

On the top of this underworld hall, the group of troublemakers dispersed in a hurry, but on this hall, there are not a few ghost servants and black and white impermanence, and now let him hold him in such an extremely awkward posture, Song Nian feels that his old face is now unbearable.

When Yan Demon heard him say this, he loosened his arm that was tightly holding Song Nian, but he had to say this

The evacuation has not been, and this arm has changed from holding it before, to now supporting him to sit on the throne of this underworld hall.

Song Nian didn't want to sit in such a dazzling place, but there was no second chair in this hall for him to sit down, and now that he had recognized the king of the underworld in the name of his ancestor, it was not impossible for him to sit here.

And now that he has accepted the disciple of Enma, he thinks that he will not have the opportunity to accept any more disciples in the future, and now this is his closed disciple, and it is also said that he is supported by his disciples.

"Disciple to meet Master."

Enma straightened him, sat on top of the hall of the underworld, lifted his robe and knelt in front of Song Nian, he had never knelt down with these knees, raised his eyes, and looked up at Song Nian in front of him, this person was the first person he was willing to give everything for, so, if possible, he was like this

Following him all his life, he will not feel tired of it.

As long as he can be firmly trapped by his side, no matter what his identity is, he Enma is willing to do it, as long as he can get closer to him Enma, he Enma is willing to do it.

He can be his disciple, but he can take care of him every day, see his face, listen to his gossip towards the morning and twilight, know what he thinks in his heart, and accompany him at sunrise and sunset, he has no regrets.

What he had been missing all this time was an identity that stood beside him.

One that makes him not uncomfortable, and Luoluo Tuotuo stands in the eyes of everyone.

He doesn't care what the world thinks of him, he doesn't care what kind of words this descendant uses to evaluate him, he doesn't care about these things.

But he cared about what his ancestors cared about for him, and these were more precious to him than anything else in the world.

Song Young picked up the Enma on the ground, and faced the black and white impermanence of the underworld below the ninth order with the judge.

"In this underworld, you can only be loyal to the king of the underworld, respect him, and do not have two hearts, so you should remember it."

The group outside saw his Song Nian's determination, but it was not known to all the people and people in it, and the people in front of him were afraid that they did not like me to be in the way of the lord of the underworld and the king of the underworld. He didn't know about this person, but the current patriarch of the Judge clan was afraid that he didn't like my obstruction to the Enma.

And this is surrounded by many ghosts and monsters on top of this hall, naturally hoping that I will come forward and give a clear attitude to many creatures in this underworld.

Although she treats me badly, she is sincere to Enma, and that's it, I don't have to embarrass this little girl with my old bones.

"Yes, we will follow the teachings of our ancestors!"