Immediately afterwards, a force of faith that was much more than the power of faith of hundreds of people such as Tang Guanshu combined, passed from that line of belief into the soul of the gods, and it was endless. As long as the Golden Skull Soul is immortal, the power of faith will not disappear.

Hua Xia Jiu was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to sense the changes in his divine soul after the power of faith increased dramatically. Suddenly, the extremely large and messy memory information, accompanied by the power of faith, was transmitted into the soul sea through the faith thread and transmitted to the divine soul.

Hua Xia Jiu's heart was shocked, and the Chinese folder in the corner of the soul sea suddenly flashed, and a suction force was transmitted, and suddenly these memories were sucked into the folder, and they did not enter the soul at all.

At this time, Hua Xia Jiu went to look at the divine soul on the altar of the god of the underworld, and couldn't help but be happy. I saw that the soul of the Immortal Monarch, in this short period of time, has become much clearer and condensed, and the contours of the eyebrows and eyes on the face are clearer than before, although it still looks a little illusory, it can only be called light and shadow, but it is already a bit like a substance.

Hua Xia Jiu slowly opened his eyes, saw the pretty face full of worry and anxiety, his heart was warm, he smiled slightly, and said, "Senior sister, I'm fine." Well, let it go! He won't hurt us. ”

Bai Xiangzhu was stunned when he heard this, and said, "Why doesn't it hurt us? What did you do to it?"

Hua Xia Jiu frowned, and said with some hesitation: "I still can't tell you this for the time being." "Hua Xia Jiu has already known the cause and effect of Bai Xiangzhu's name as a Hades Maiden through the memory of the lich, although he is a stunned young man in terms of men and women, he is still immature in terms of human emotions. But this does not prevent him from making accurate reasoning and correct choices.

He knew that once he told him the truth about everything he had learned, it would definitely be a great blow to Bai Xiangzhu, making her extremely sad. So he chose not to tell her very sensibly.

Bai Xiangzhu frowned, and said with a sad expression: "Don't tell me again, haven't you always believed me?"

Seeing this, Hua Xia Jiu couldn't help but have a headache, he groaned slightly, and said very seriously and solemnly: "Senior sister, you have to believe me, some things are really for your own good if you don't tell you." I promise, when the time comes, I'll tell you everything. ”

When Bai Xiangzhu heard this, he looked at Hua Xia Jiu fixedly, and after a long while, he said: "Okay! I believe in you, I won't ask you again if I encounter something I don't understand later, but you must tell me everything one day." ”

Hua Xia Jiu nodded solemnly.

Bai Xiangzhu casually withdrew the black yarn, held the spirit sword in his hand, and looked at the golden skeleton vigilantly.

Unexpectedly, although the strength of the golden skeleton was comparable to that of the out-of-body realm, it could not fly, and its body had fallen to the ground.

Hua Xia Jiu obviously expected it, and pulled Bai Xiangzhu to the ground.

The golden skeleton ignored Bai Xiangzhu and knelt in front of Hua Xia Jiu, and the legend said: "What does my lord command?"

Hua Xia Jiu originally wanted the golden skeleton to follow him and turn around to bring him out of the netherworld, but he vaguely felt that there was something wrong with this.

He thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he had a better idea, and then sent a soul thought to the golden skeleton: "I need more nether creatures to submit to me, from now on, you go and find more nether creatures, and bring them to me, so that they will surrender to me." ”

A very simple thought came out from the golden skull: "Yes!

Then he got up, kicked under his feet, and popped out four or five meters high, already more than ten meters away, and popped out again, and in a few breaths, it had disappeared. I can't fly, but I can't fly much.

"Hmph, isn't it just to subdue a ghostly pet! and don't tell me so mysteriously. You think I can't see it. Bai Xiangzhu snorted coldly, glared at Hua Xia Jiu and said coquettishly.

At the same time, it was nearly a thousand kilometers away from Huaxia Jiu and Baixiangzhu, in a huge black giant city, in a huge palace built with the bones of some kind of giant beast.

A burly humanoid creature with two horns on its head, a diamond-shaped scale on its eyebrows, and a pair of blood-red eyes, sat on a giant black bone chair at the top of the main hall, and on both sides of the lower head stood two rows of nearly a hundred strange-shaped and powerful ghostly creatures.

The six lichs who had previously sacrificed themselves to help Bai Xiangzhu enter the Netherworld were among them, and stood at the back of the two rows of Netherworlds. It's just that the breath is obviously weaker than before. Obviously, even if there is a life box for them to be reborn, they must have paid a great price, and I am afraid that they will not be able to recover for a while.

But even if these six lichs were restored to their previous state of perfection, at least a third of the Nether creatures in the hall would be far more powerful than them.

These six high-level lichs with out-of-body perfection are only one step away from being promoted to the rank of Lich King comparable to the Great Monk of Dao. And it was much more powerful than their aura, and it was obviously already a netherworld creature comparable to the Dao realm.

For example, the three blue-faced fanged skulls, five purple crystalline humanoid skeletons, and six murderous knights who rode jet-black war horses, wore black armor, and carried black swords even in the main hall. and a dozen or so underworld beasts that either have horns on their heads or are more or less covered with scales of various colors and have turned into human shapes.

In addition to these nearly forty powerful Nether Creatures whose strength was comparable to Dao, there were also more than fifty, whose strength was comparable to that of the late stage of out-of-body or the realm of consummation, such as golden skeletons, black knights, and all kinds of huge Nether Beasts.

At this time, there was silence in the main hall, and nearly a hundred nether creatures, including the one with two horns on the head, were all looking up at a picture in mid-air.

In the picture, it was the scene where Bai Xiangzhu was attacked, and Hua Xia Jiu made the golden skeleton surrender.

After Hua Xia Jiu devoured the golden skeleton's soul fire, except for the two-horned humanoid creature above, the other netherworld creatures in the main hall withdrew their gaze from the picture in mid-air and looked at the two-horned humanoid creature in unison.

At this time, the two-horned humanoid creature frowned deeply, and there was hesitation, puzzlement and thoughtfulness in its blood-red eyes.

"Holy Monarch, when are we going to take His Highness the Immortal Monarch to the Netherworld?" a purple skeleton sent out a soul thought, and the voice sounded directly in the sea of souls of everyone in the main hall.

"Yes, Holy Monarch! If the existence of His Highness Hades is discovered by the Ghost King of the Ghost City of Ghosts, I am afraid it will be detrimental to His Highness the Hades. One of the black knights standing at the front also said suddenly, his voice full of rotten smell.

"Holy Monarch, for five thousand years, there has been no Immortal Monarch in our Netherworld, and if this continues, I am afraid that there will be a second Ghost City--" A humanoid Netherworld beast with a triangular head and a whole body covered in red scales continued.

.........

The gaze of the seated humanoid creature withdrew from the mid-air frame and swept down majestically. Suddenly, there was silence below, and all kinds of soul thoughts disappeared in an instant, and all the netherworld creatures stood silent, looking at the humanoid creatures above.

"This son has the key to the Underworld, but his Immortal Monarch's soul breath is not pure, and the existence of the Immortal Monarch is related to the foundation of the survival and development of my Netherworld, and there is no room for negligence. The Saint's voice was empty, but his words were full of steadyness.

Speaking of this, the Holy Monarch glanced at the black-robed man at the front of the left side of the main hall who had not spoken or looked at him from beginning to end, and suddenly asked, "Lich King, you are the longest-surviving, most knowledgeable, and wisest existence in my Netherworld, tell me your opinion?"

The Lich King sighed slightly, and raised his head to look at the Holy Monarch, which was purple in his eyes, unlike the crimson light of pinpoints in ordinary lich eyes. Among the nether creatures, purple represents the noble, the superior, and the extreme.

The Lich King said slowly in an old and hoarse voice: "Holy Monarch, for countless years, the reason why the fundamental reason for the existence of my Netherworld is His Highness the Hades is because only His Highness the Hades can collect the power of faith, only His Highness the Hades can make all the Netherworld creatures believe in him, and only His Highness the Netherworld can put an end to the constant fighting and war in my Netherworld. Only when His Royal Highness the Hades Monarch grows into His Majesty the Hades can my Netherworld evolve into a higher world, and will it change the situation where our strength realm has stagnated, so that we can continue to grow. ”

The Lich King paused at this point, sighed, and continued: "The Holy Monarch and the previous Hades Monarch have wandered in the Dao Soul World for more than a hundred years, and they are the most familiar with the Hades Monarch, and it should be true to say that this young human Hades Monarch's divine soul aura is not pure, but what we need is an existence that can make all the beings in the Netherworld believe in and can collect the power of faith of all Nether creatures. As you have seen just now, this young Hades Monarch has succeeded in subjugating the golden skeleton and making it have the power of faith in him. So, what does it matter if his aura is pure or not? What's more, there will only be one Hades in the same era in my Netherworld, this is the rule of my Netherworld, and this matter has never changed, so he must be the Hades Lord of my Netherworld. ”

As the Lich King's words slowly spoke, the nearly 100 powerful Nether creatures present, including the Holy Monarch, finally understood a fact, the Netherworld now urgently needs an existence that can collect the power of the faith of the Netherworld, whether he is the Hades Lord or not, he is the Hades King.

The Holy Monarch remembered the ghost of the previous Hades Monarch, and he was unwilling to come to this dull and tasteless Netherworld, let alone sacrifice the Hell Furnace to collect the power of faith. Combined with what the Lich King said, he suddenly felt how rare the arrival of this young Hades Lord was, not to mention that he was still carrying the Hades Maiden.

Thinking of this, the Holy Monarch suddenly became a little anxious in his heart, thinking that if he didn't take this young Immortal Monarch to the Netherworld, just in case he was like the previous Immortal Monarch, seeing that this Netherworld was too dead and silent, and suddenly turned around and left the Netherworld, the consequences would be too terrible.

A humanoid beast with a body size of more than five meters tall, seeing that the Holy Monarch was still hesitating, said angrily: "Holy Monarch, hurry up and make a decision! I see that His Royal Highness the Immortal Monarch has begun to collect the power of faith in the Netherworld, but we have not yet planted the seed of faith on the Immortal Maiden, in case the Immortal Monarch is impacted by the memory brought by the power of faith during this period————"

When the Holy Monarch heard this, he couldn't help but shudder. Hurriedly said: "The Lich King and I will immediately pick up His Highness the Hades Monarch, and you wait to guard the Netherworld City in case the Ghost King and the Ghost Army come to sneak attack." ”

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The second one is sent, asking for support, asking for a monthly ticket, asking for a red ticket, asking for praise -- asking for this book to be put on the shelf. Three shifts a day for six consecutive days, over 10,000 words, really tired, a day in addition to eating, drinking, Lazar and sleeping, I have been sitting in front of the computer, racking my brains for code words, really hard. Just for what I asked for, I begged for it――――――