You gave me a chance to strike, and after a blow, my grudge with you and the outside world has since been written off. If you can resist, I will let you leave and go to the seventh layer, if you can't bear it, then life and death will be fate......

This sentence of the God King of Ten Thousand Nights is indeed an agreement, a gentleman's covenant. But for Wei Jiu, all of this is far from being so simple, he knows very well that this so-called blow must be the same as the black brilliance before, or even more terrifying, and it is not so simple to resist.

"Okay, I promise you!" Wei Jiu nodded in response.

Although it seems that the Ten Thousand Nights God King has lost the room to struggle, in fact, it is Wei Jiu who really chooses to compromise. Although this burial pagoda exists for eternity and cannot be shattered by external forces, it does not mean that it cannot be broken from the inside.

The lifeblood of each layer is in the hands of the controller of that layer, and as long as he still has a trace of breath, he can destroy that space.

Just as the control of the fifth layer is in the hands of Pang Shen Zun, in the same way, the key to the sixth layer is also controlled in his hands. The Ten Thousand Nights God King controls the sixth layer of the Burial God Tower, so the key to control the passage to the seventh layer is also in his hands.

If he wanted to kill the Ten Thousand Nights God King, Wei Jiu was conceited that he could easily do it, but he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to protect that passage before that.

If the Ten Thousand Nights God King really used that key to close the passage at that time, then how would he bear it at that time? Wei Jiu and the Divine Venerable did not have any deep-rooted contradictions, and all the efforts he made were just the quicksand of time buried in the seventh layer.

In this case, what reason did he have to refuse this gentleman's covenant? Being able to successfully bury the seventh floor of the Divine Pagoda was the key to his trip.

"In that case, let's get started... Life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky. No matter what the outcome is, from now on, my God Clan and the Outer Heaven will have no grudges to do so!" the Ten Thousand Nights God King laughed coldly.

As the words fell, a powerful aura bloomed directly from his body. The huge coercion directly attacked, and the so-called king's aura instantly increased several times, and the entire sixth layer became solemn, and the cold wind whistled and refreshed people's hearts.

Wei Jiu couldn't help but tremble, and this coercion made him feel deeply uneasy.

Like the legend, this Ten Thousand Nights God King has indeed become crippled. But there are too many secrets hidden in his body, just because of the powerful aura he burst out at this moment, Wei Jiu doesn't dare to describe him as crippled.

Is this the breath that a cripple should have? I'm afraid that it may not be, even the Pang Shen Divine Venerable, who is the first person, has not caused such a big shadow to Wei Jiu's heart.

Although the source of this sense of oppression is simply because of the breath and momentum, it can also explain some problems. It's true that he is crippled, but now it seems that if he is really serious, the real combat power that the Ten Thousand Nights God King has erupted may be above that of Pang Shen Divine Venerable.

After all, the strength of strength is not only determined by cultivation for the realm, just like in the Huaxia Kingdom back then, there were a lot of things to do.

All these years, the Ten Thousand Nights God King has been sitting on the throne, although his body has moved slightly, his head and heart have been sublimated too much. Under these circumstances, it is not impossible to comprehend some more powerful forces.

Soon, Wei Jiu's guess was verified, and sure enough.

I only heard the Ten Thousand Nights God King fighting against Wei Jiu, and chuckled, "This is the power I have comprehended, and no one has used it before, so I named him, Ten Thousand Nights... In fact, in the final analysis, this power of ten thousand nights is just the power of faith, weak is like a feather, but if it is strong, it can also shake Mount Tai!"

"Faith?" Wei Jiu asked curiously.

"Yes, it's faith, and it's clear that you have this power in your hands, too!" explained the Myriad Nights God King softly, "From you, I see that the power of faith is real, though it is faint and thin. It's just that the power of faith I have gained comes from the gods, so naturally it is much stronger!"

The words of the Ten Thousand Nights God King were not wrong, for Wei Jiu, he saw it very accurately.

The power of faith, Wei Jiu did understand the mystery, but after all, he absorbed too little and too little. From the Nine Righteous Hall Master of Huaxia Kingdom to the Nine-Tailed Demon Emperor and Nine-Tailed Holy Emperor of the Flood Desolate Continent, there are many people who worship him, so naturally he will also gain a lot of faith power.

It's just that whether it is the Huaxia Kingdom or the Flood Continent, those people are just mortal beings after all, even if they believe in it, the power derived from it is very small.

The Protoss, on the other hand, is different, even if they have experienced Ragnarok, but as gods, their foundation is still there. At least, compared to those mortals, the power of faith derived from them is much more powerful.

Seeing that Wei Jiu didn't speak, the Ten Thousand Nights God King continued, "Two million and four hundred thousand years have passed since Ragnarok, but I didn't expect that two million and four hundred thousand years have passed, and I finally have the opportunity to verify this power!"

"Two million and four thousand years is not short, why not try it earlier?" Wei Jiu asked with a light smile.

"I have been meditating for the first 800,000 years, and in the middle 800,000 years I began to realize that I knew how to absorb the power of these beliefs, but I didn't learn how to use them until the last 800,000 years!" the Ten Thousand Nights God King sighed and said with some pride.

In 2.4 million years, it is indeed a matter of pride to master a higher-level power. I'm afraid that among the Protoss, few people can compare with him, even if it is the former God King, it is no wonder, it is no wonder that the sky did not give birth to him, and the gods are as eternal as the night.

It's just that Wei Jiu is a special case, the moment he saw the power of faith in him, the Ten Thousand Nights God King was convinced of the existence of the Outer Heavens.

As the most gifted ghost talent of the God Race, the Ten Thousand Nights God King still uses 2.4 million years to comprehend the power of faith, but what about this young man in front of him, whether it is age or cultivation, he seems to be a lot worse than himself, but he can perceive the power of faith, what kind of vision is this?

It is not without reason that the gods were able to navigate the age of the gods, and their resourcefulness and foresight were unmatched by other races. But even if he is the most talented of the Protoss, he secretly suffers in the hands of Wei Jiu, and sighs to himself, which does have some profound meaning.

In the Flood Desolate Continent, the Ten Thousand Nights God King had naturally heard of it, it was a civilization derived after the end of the Age of the Gods and hundreds of epochs.

But whether it is the aura of heaven and earth or the level of civilization, it is far weaker than the god capital of the year, and the so-called Huaxia Kingdom is also the same. Under these two civilizations, it is impossible for such a far-sighted genius to exist.

Wei Jiu seemed to be a unconventional existence, completely subverting these ideas of theirs.

In this case, it can only prove one thing, Wei Jiu must not be from these two civilizations, it should be a higher-level civilization. His hometown should be a place of civilization that is even higher than the god capital, and it is a level ahead of both cultivation and mental nature.

This point, in fact, the Ten Thousand Nights God King had already put forward a guess before, but now he is also more powerful to prove this conjecture.

"I just don't know, how far can the predecessors of the God King use this power now?" Wei Jiu asked curiously.

"Haven't you seen it, the black thread that attacked you before was condensed by this kind of power!" said the Ten Thousand Nights God King in a low voice, "I have been paralyzed on this throne for two million four hundred thousand years, and my cultivation has not recovered a bit, but the power of faith condensed in me has even surpassed my strength back then!"

"Huh, you mean, more than you who had the Divine Core back then?" Wei Jiu asked in surprise.

"Yes, isn't it strange?" the Ten Thousand Nights God King shook his head and asked rhetorically, "You have also cultivated the power of faith yourself, don't you know how powerful it is?" I'm afraid that even those masters of the outer heavens rely on this kind of power, right? After all, all beings are the eternal masters!"

All living beings are the eternal masters of this heaven and earth.

The words of the Ten Thousand Nights God King were very light, but they were very profound, which inevitably made Wei Jiu feel a little respectful in his heart. There are so few people who can sublimate such a state of mind, and if all those in power can understand this truth, where can there be so much suffering among the people?

It's just a pity that he still stands on the opposite side of the Ten Thousand Nights God King after all, otherwise, he may not be able to become good friends.

"You are a very great king, then today, no matter what the result is, I will use my best strength to fulfill our gentleman's covenant!" Wei Jiu replied firmly, and the Void Heaven Qianyuan Sword in his hand was already out of its sheath.

The Ten Thousand Nights God King also nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Me too!"

Go all out, this is the greatest respect for the opponent. Especially for the strong, if they really cower and dare not make a move, they will feel that they are looking down on him.

......

After speaking, at the moment, the two did not say much.

Next to the Ten Thousand Nights God King, a black aura began to condense, similar to the black mesh material before. As the Nine-Tailed Holy Emperor, Wei Jiu could also feel that these black brilliances were the so-called power of faith, but they were much more powerful than those in his body.

This time, the black brilliance did not condense into a net, but a little bit, intertwined into a sword.

The sword is the head of ten thousand soldiers, whether it is a martial artist or a cultivator, it is often used as a magic weapon. Just like Wei Jiu used a sword, and the enemies he encountered, more than sixty percent of the magic weapons were swords. Just like in the age of the gods, there are thousands of gods, but more than eighty percent of the gods entered the Tao with swords and sealed gods with swords.

The same is true of the Ten Thousand Nights God King, his magic weapon is a sword, but for two four hundred thousand years, he no longer has the ability to use that sword. In the face of those black brilliances that could be freely controlled, he unconsciously condensed them into the appearance of a sword, which was the same as the sword he used to have.