Tingfu sang loudly: The Divine Illusion Array is terrifying! Heaven and earth are quiet, into eternity!

The underworld army in the formation should be: No life, no death!

A group of children of the underworld said loudly: Heaven and earth are secluded and all things are born, and the most profound way is to bathe the living beings!

The underworld army in the battle should be: thirsty for snow!

A Hades Army rejoiced: Wonderful, yay-

Tingfu sang: Even if there is no future, there is no regret. Silence, silence -

The underworld army in the formation responded: Sleep, sleep, sleep.

A child of the underworld shouted: "Daddy - wait for me -

......

The Stygian watched as the petite figure turned into a cloud of blood mist above the altar, and she glared at the pavilion.

Tingfu tried to avoid her gaze, just as he would be burned by the gaze of the pluto if he was not careful.

From the third formation, more than 30 lives of the underworld were sacrificed in just an instant. If this continues, when the third formation is completed, the number of sacrifices will far exceed a thousand.

Tingfu raised his head and looked at the high sky behind the dark clouds, his face was difficult to look at. A Cursed Heaven Dome Array that had lost its strength had made it impossible for the Gods Phantom Array to become powerful. That weak power of heaven and earth could not be truly used by the Great Array, because there was also the power of the bloodline of the Xuantian Clan. The normal operation of the altar-centered center can only be maintained by the sacrifice of the underworld.

The underworld, who did not know the inside story, threw themselves into the altar with his flesh and blood, for nothing more than true eternal life. But where is true eternal life?

If you can enter the eternal realm after death and see your loved ones, then death is what Tingfu hopes to do most at this moment.

"How many more people will die?"

Tingfu glanced at the Stygian Mandarin Duck, and immediately dodged it again, and said, "A lot!"

The pluto hurriedly said, "How much is a lot?!"

"Four formations, fifty percent!"

"Tingfu, you must preserve your strength! After the Demon Beast Clan enters the formation, it will show the appearance of a collapse. Then, we quit the place. The Stygian Mandarin glanced around at the top of the mountain within a radius of several miles, and then looked through the mist at the army of demonic beasts surrounded by water on the mountainside. sighed: "Maybe, I was wrong, but I don't want to be wrong again!"

"Princess, there is actually another way, you don't have to sacrifice anymore. ”

The pluto said, "Come on." ”

"I personally sacrificed to the array and turned into the spirit of the array. In that way, the weak power of heaven and earth can maintain the operation of the great array. ”

"Never, Tingfu, you are a banner of the underworld, a stele of the god of the underworld! How can I let you do such a stupid thing?" and worriedly: "If you sacrifice to the formation and turn into a formation soul, it will be the day of the true decline of the underworld." ”

Tingfu lamented, "The battle will be won? That's just a remark used by the Hades to confuse the Hundred Races. My underworld has been defeated ten times out of ten, otherwise, why is it still trapped in the netherworld? How can the princess not see through this mystery? The real reason for the great power of the underworld lies in the way of the king of the underworld and the way of knowing and employing people. Although the magic originated from the human race, it was not comparable to the human saint when it was applied to the hands of the Hades. The so-called lack of sainthood in the underworld is just a difference in the standard for measuring saints. The greatest saint of the underworld is the king of Hades!"

The pluto said anxiously: "Then you can't use your death in exchange for us to get out of the way!"

Tingfu hurriedly said: "Tingfu doesn't want to, but Tingfu can't see those dozens of children in the big array. Tingfu thinks that this is also what the princess wants!"

"I don't agree!" The pluto hissed, "How can you give up your ten thousand years of cultivation?" Are you worthy of your father and mother, your master?!"

Tingfu's red eyes returned to normal, knelt on one knee, and said calmly: "Master, goodbye Master!"

Hearing that "husband", the duck seemed to have returned to the most beautiful place in her memory, and it was also the most beautiful time in her life. That year, she was also fifteen years old.

"I can't be your master, you have to understand what you want now. The pluto said urgently.

The fifteen-year-old young man knelt down and said, "Master, what you want is strength! I want to make the human race tremble in front of me!"

"But your father is a Terran. ”

"But he was killed by the Terrans!"

"I see that you are haunted by hatred, and my heart aches. When you kneel, you will never understand what I want. ”

"The husband knows, but the husband can only do this. If there is a day when I can control heaven and earth and reverse reincarnation, I will die again to fulfill my sister's wish!"

That year, she became her husband's master, and that day, her heart ached. The most important principle of the underworld, the master's voice, ruthlessly pushed her away from thousands of rivers and mountains. She was annoyed, disappointed, and helpless.

Reconstructing the soul lake for him was the most attentive thing she had done in her life. There is a mountain in the soul lake, called Lejun Mountain. But Yinghong Manshan entrusts her endless lovesickness, how can the word forget the king can cover it?

Send you a mountain of forgetfulness, from now on, you and I will forget each other. What if you are an old man when you say goodbye? I will only wait then to ask you, do you regret it?

But when I hear your name, you're a great general. I can only stand behind my father and watch you from afar. I'm no longer an immortal, I'm just a little monk, a princess of the underworld who dreams of becoming famous overnight. Because, only overnight fame can attract your attention.

However, I succeeded, but you seem to have lost your memory.

Now, I know, you've never forgotten me. You have hidden me in the deepest part of your heart, even if it has been thousands of years, it has not wiped out the traces of me in your heart. I am still the same duck, my mind has not changed for a moment, I am no longer the duck, my way is outside the sky, with your ruined body, how can you hold on to such a long journey of seeking the way?

The pluto felt a pain in her heart, but she still pretended to be calm, and said in a deep voice: "Well, as the princess of the underworld, I will grant you what you want." After your death, I will report to my father and posthumously crown you an invincible general!"

Tingfu's face was relieved, and he said, "Princess Xie is complete!"

After Tingfu finished speaking, he got up and came to the front of the altar, holding his sword to the sky with both hands, and said in a loud voice: "The momentum of soul silence is gradually becoming a reality, soul sacrificers, thirty people!"

The congregation should have obeyed, and in a short time thirty of the underworld had come to the altar of their own free will.

Tingfu reluctantly glanced at it again, then turned his head away, and said in a loud voice: "Only the heart of no way can enter eternity." Brothers, for the great cause of the underworld, for the reunion of your family, go!"

The sound of "Pengpeng" was endless, and every time the sound of the body bursting, it made the heart of the duck tighten.

"Princess, am I going to die?" asked a child not far from the pluto.

"No, it won't. ”

The child's face was full of excitement, and he bowed to the ground and said, "Worm, goodbye princess!"

The others, who had not yet entered the altar, saw the child bowing and bowing, and they also knelt on the ground one after another.

Under Tingfu's glare, the duck said, "You can go with confidence." With that, he turned away. It wasn't until everyone got up that she turned around.

Looking at the figures who jumped on the altar, the duck thought that this march would forget the worries, no matter whether it was successful or not, there would be no joy in the ending. Hades, when have they ever been so persecuted?

At this moment, she looked at the phantom of the god of the underworld in the wind above the altar, its body as tall as the sky. The sacrificers also went from the initial grief to the present moment without fear of death, because they all knew that what was more terrible than death was failure.

The life of the underworld is a journey with no way out, from this shore to the other shore, success or failure, death is doomed. Death is joyful, death is sad, these are not important to the underworld. They believe that success is the ultimate goal of death.

Life cannot go backwards, the only choice is to keep moving forward.