The moment his mind fell into the divine treasure of his heart, Yan Xing found that his sense of existence was rapidly collapsing, and his vision kept falling, as if turning into a speck of dust, which seemed incomparably small compared to the ancient city in front of him, and the majestic giant thing stood in front of him, and he suddenly felt a panic in his heart.

This is my own body god, I am a god, Yan Xing will naturally not be dominated by his anti-guest, shocked his heart, frowned, and looked at the ancient city wall with awe-inspiring eyes.

The vast ancient city is pitch black, splashed with a dark red mysterious substance, like a stain formed after the blood has dried, black and red are intertwined, like a magnificent ink painting, strange and terrifying.

The only clean place is the plaque of the city gate directly above the city cave, on which are written in the origin god script with four gilded characters of dragons flying and phoenix dancing, which turned out to be ......

——[Infernal Nether]——

"The Infernal Nether?"

Yan Xing's brows furrowed, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Infernal Being" and "Netherworld" specifically refer to time and space such as hell and the underworld, he had never heard of a city called "Infernal Netherworld" in any legend, and what was even more puzzling was why it appeared in the secret of his physical body, replacing the self-god and incarnating into a form.

There is too little information to make inferences, but Yan Xing will definitely not let his "self-god" disappear inexplicably, let alone allow such an unknown source to appear in his body, not for a moment, he must figure out the cause and solve this time bomb.

Thinking of this, Yan Xing did not hesitate, and the perception spread between his thoughts, and the "particles" representing his thoughts crossed the void, instantly passing through the ethereal black mist, walking through the secluded and long city cave, and entering the majestic ancient city.

Looking around, in the infinitely vast city, there stood ten temples of different shapes side by side, and there was nothing else, the empty area was shrouded in mist.

"King Qin Guang, King Chujiang, Emperor Song, King Wuguan, King Yama, ......"

Yan Xing's eyes swept over the words on the plaque of the temple one by one, and he muttered in a low voice, his expression became more and more strange, and finally turned into a shocked and dazed face.

"Ten halls of the underworld, ten halls of Hades!?"

"Why ......"

In his previous life, recorded in myths and biographies, the well-known Ten Halls of Yama, unexpectedly appeared in the secret of his body, which can no longer be described as weird, and it is a phenomenon that is difficult to explain even if it is extraordinary.

As for the underworld of this realm, due to the influence of the documents obtained from the ruins, some "god titles" have been handed down from ancient times, and the names have been used for generations, but they are not the same beings, but they are just a supreme ritual inheritance, and the symbolism is greater than the reality.

For example, Yama, the Ghost King of Xudu, the Buddha of Jizo, the Hou Tu Niangniang, etc., these are the supreme beings of the underworld, and each generation of successors will accept special titles and call on all forces with them.

Yan Xing has some knowledge of these common senses, and also knows that the documents obtained from the ruins in this realm are incomplete, so the inheritance of various titles is incomplete, at least, he has never heard of the Ten Palaces of Yama.

In other words, there will be a "Infernal Netherworld" that includes the ten halls of the underworld in his physical body, and it is estimated that it has little to do with this world, and the most likely thing is that it will be affected by his memory, or the "Hell Dimension", or the influence of adaptation and evolution......

In any case, seeing what he knew, Yan Xing's brows eased slightly, and the tension in his heart suddenly eased a lot, the unknown will bring fear, and he temporarily ruled out the intervention of external forces and human factors, which is very important.

"My 'self-gods' are in the Ten Halls, and they are calling me!"

Yan Xing's eyes flickered, and the moment he stepped into this place, he seemed to see through the confusion in his heart, and suddenly felt that everything was clear, and the qi in the depths of the ten halls formed a sympathy with him, calling him to go.

Thinking through the air, crossing the clouds and mist, he entered the first temple without hindrance, and it was the same as stepping into the [Infernal Nether], as if he was the master of this place, and he could pass unhindered.

In the dim space of the temple, in the deepest part of the end of the clear glazed ground, stood a majestic throne carved from black jade, on the top of which sat an extremely majestic and tall figure, dressed in a simple robe, wearing a square crown, holding a wat in his right hand on his chest, his face was white, his eyes were closed, and he looked at it intently, and his appearance was exactly the same as that of Yan Xing.

"This is the legendary King Qin Guang who rules the length of life in the world, and his life is judged by him?"

"No, it should be me, my god!"

Yan Xingxin felt something, and at the moment he saw the figure of Wei An, his vision was distorted, and he slowly opened his eyes again, his consciousness had entered the body of the "King Qin Guang", and the supernatural powers and powers were all driven by him, or blessed the body, or waved his hand, and came at his fingertips.

Boom Boom –

Outside, Yan Xing, who was kneeling cross-legged on the altar, trembled slightly, and then opened his eyes reluctantly, and the next moment, endless divine light clouds appeared behind him, and "King Qin Guang" stepped out of it, looking around, extremely majestic, and the sky suddenly overwhelmed with dark clouds, and countless thunderbolts jumped and roared in it.

Yan Xing's senses are very strange now, his consciousness exists in both the ontology and the self deity, and he has two different sets of perception angles, one heart and two purposes, but there is no sense of stagnation, and there is no additional consumption.

"I see, I see!"

"King Qin Guang" smiled in his eyes, stretched out a finger, and slowly pointed to the ground, and the next moment, the bright thunder on the sky pierced the void, scrambling into the mist.

The thunder emitted a terrifying aura of destruction, bombarding the inanimate form, directly turning it into a piece of coke, or directly evaporating into nothingness by the heat.

The strange thing is that if the thunder falls on the clearing, the destructive power is instantly transformed into a creative force full of vitality, giving the earth infinite vitality, visible to the naked eye, and the tender green saplings break through the soil from the depths of the soil, growing and spreading wildly.

In an instant, the desert has turned into an oasis, with green trees, vigorous trees rolling and undulating, and even the altar and shrine where Yan Xing is located are surrounded by countless strange flowers and plants, and the barren and bitter cold land has instantly become a paradise.

This is just a small means of "King Qin Guang".

There are nine powerful gods like "King Qin Guang" in the [Infernal Netherworld], not to mention the strength for the time being, but each has a unique supernatural power, all of which are connected with Yan Xing's mind, and can be multi-purposed to appear in the outside world at the same time, or to bless the main body, or to show thunder means, for different situations and opponents, they are fearless.

The vast majority of monks, that is, normal people, their cultivation performance is more in line with the "setting" at the beginning of the birth of the power system in this realm, and every time an organ secret is opened, there is only one self-god.

But in the heart of Yan Xing, there is not only an ancient city, but also ten halls of Yama, that is, a total of ten self-gods. Not to mention anything else, the gap between this number of self-gods and ordinary monks is too great, and the difference between cloud and mud is too great.

Yan Xing's expression was subtle, and after probably testing the strength of "King Qin Guang", he already had a rough guess as to why such an abnormal situation occurred.

One thousand and eight laws, the supernatural power of the self-gods, coupled with the terrifying body of cultivating the "Supreme Power of the Third Extreme Realm Divine Forbidden Domain", brought a profound foundation to the secret body of the body, and at the same time, there was also the influence of the "Hell Dimension" and the subconscious memories of the past life, and under the combination of various factors, this was the birth of [Infernal Netherworld] and [Ten Palaces of Yama], which are contrary to common sense.

According to Yan Xing's rough estimate, if he goes all out and the Ten Halls of Yama are exhausted, his overall strength will probably increase by twenty times, and if he opens other physical body secrets, the increase will probably be as high as a hundred times. The later stages of cultivation, the gap in strength between realms is like a chasm, and at this time it has begun to appear.

Others, who have never seen such a powerful physical body, and at the same time possess the power of thousands of laws of different generas, this is not at all an existence that can be understood by a regular cultivation system.

"Is this the self-god? Curious and strange. ”

Yan Xing looked curious, and manipulated the "King Qin Guang" to punch and kick, just like a real flesh and blood.

"The inner view of the law, the outer incarnation, nothing more than that."

After savoring the power of his own god, he was satisfied, and dispelled it, returning to the ancient city of [Infernal Netherworld] in the depths of his heart, sitting cross-legged on the throne of his respective temple, slowly closing his eyes, falling into silence, waiting for the next time he was awakened to go out to fight and kill the enemy.

"Alas, the powerful power will inevitably bring about the corresponding huge consumption, and from now on, there will be another batch of gold-swallowing beasts in the body, and they will compete with the spiritual aperture and flesh particles for spiritual energy."

Yan Xing's consciousness can clearly perceive that the self-god reproduced by the main body's body is constantly transmitting a sense of hunger, and needs a lot of spiritual energy to support growth.

"That Infernal Netherworld Ancient City is also very powerful, and the faint aura seems to be able to crush time and space, but unfortunately, with my current strength, it is not enough to summon it into the real material world."

The volume of [Infernal Netherworld] is too terrifying, and the power is unpredictable, if it can be successfully brought into reality, it will definitely be a god blocking and killing God, and a Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, which is unstoppable.

The self-god has just been conceived, and he is still very weak, and he needs to replenish a large amount of spiritual energy resources, and the ten halls of Yama have a huge appetite, and Yan Xing estimates that his little inventory will be cleaned up by Huo Huo in a short time.

The secret treasure of the heart has not yet been stabilized to perfection, and before that, it is not possible to continue to open the four secret treasures of "liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys" for the time being, so we can only press down on curiosity for the time being and strive to accumulate more cultivation resources.

Yan Xing's thoughts drifted, and after a while, the agitated emotions slowly calmed down, and his gaze returned to calm, the later the cultivation, the more terrifying the demand for spiritual energy and other cultivation resources became, he didn't have time to think nonsense, with that energy, it was better to collect resources.

Such is the ongoing "Faith Project".

Thinking of this, Yan Xing's heart suddenly moved, and a trace of pure faith power flowed out of the void, which took the initiative to burrow into his body, and after being digested by [Devouring Heaven and Earth], it was converted into pure energy, flowing through the limbs and hundreds of remains.

The spiritual aperture and particles have reached the current growth limit, and without special circumstances, the desire for spiritual energy has become less intense, but the instinctive devouring of spiritual energy has mostly escaped to the outside world again, and the cost performance is extremely low.

Heaven and earth treasures are very precious, if you don't rely on them, you can only swallow the aura of heaven and earth bitterly, not to mention the slow speed, once the retreat is decades to start, you will miss the opportunities you may meet.

Therefore, Yan Xing cherishes the treasures of heaven and earth, but the power of faith that takes the initiative to enter the body, the situation is different, it is originally a routine of the white wolf with empty gloves, and the population is endless and natural, so there is no need to cherish it too much.

Buzz –

Where the heart was, it suddenly buzzed and trembled, bursting out with a powerful attraction, devouring all the unstable aura energy in the body, faintly revealing unfinished fluctuations, which was only enough to stuff the teeth.

The power of faith varies depending on the degree of devotion and fanaticism of the believer, and some of the power of faith is extremely mixed, and even mixed with many harmful impurities.

"Praise be to the Lord! Thy evolutionary glory shines on the endless heavens, I am your most faithful devotee, Olise, please listen to my prayers and send down miracles to bless the lost Lamb before you......"

At the moment when the power of faith was devoured, according to the iron law of rules, a voice came from the depths of my heart. Yan Xing's vision was distorted, as if he had crossed dimensional time and space, and instantly appeared in a dim cavern, where he could see Olis kneeling and praying, and the dark elves surrounded by water.

Sure enough, the only ones who can provide such a quintessential power of faith are the two goddesses of the elf race, who are now his fanatical followers, running around for the development of the [Evolution Alliance], and now they have started initial contact with a stubborn branch of the dark elves, but unfortunately it did not go well, so they had to pray to Yan Xing, hoping that he could show the power of miracles and subdue people's hearts.

"As you wish!"

Yan Xing muttered in a low voice, as if in response to Olis in the air, and his figure twisted, turning into an electromagnet and disappearing.

……

Thousands of feet underground, in a huge crypt, the surrounding cliffs are covered with traces of knives and axes, and the flat ground is full of figures, all of which are dark elves with dark purple skin and dazzling purple hair.

They are much wilder than the elves of the forest, their hot and delicate bodies convex and backward, and only a layer of fabric is wrapped in key parts, revealing large areas of soft skin, and their legs are slender and powerful.

This is due to the influence of the living environment, so that a completely different social and cultural system has been formed, and the underground is hot, and they are required to wear thick robes, and they must not suffocate people to death.

"Olise, can you do it? Where is your so-called Lord? Why haven't miracles been sent yet? ”

"Humph! If you want me to say, this is simply a trick to pretend to be a ghost, and honestly, what the hell are you forest elves doing? Did they send you to make trouble to tear up the covenant? ”

The dark elves circled in a circle, three layers inside and three layers outside, and in the center was an open space, and Olise fell to her knees, her face pious and fanatical, and her mouth was full of words.

In front of Olis, there were four dark elf women lying flat, all with serious injuries on their bodies, the wounds were strange, there was a white giant chrysalis attached to the wound, and the mouthparts kept spitting out eggs the size of rice grains, which broke when they met with blood, and one by one small insects drilled into the limbs and internal organs and brains.

As soon as the insect entered the brain, a dark elf immediately convulsed, his eyes wide open, and his mouth foamed at the mouth.

"Kill, kill me... Please... Kill me! ”

"Olis—"

The Captain of the Dark Elves looked annoyed, this kind of injury came from a terrifying monster in the mist, their race could not be healed at all, in the past, once such an injury appeared, they would give it a ride, so that they could go on the road with dignity and avoid inhuman torture.

But this time, Olis came out of nowhere, in the name of what [Evolution Alliance], it was guaranteed that these people could be cured, but it's a pity that so much time has passed......

As if she hadn't heard it, Olis still knelt down reverently, and the chanting in her mouth grew louder and louder, until finally it echoed throughout the crypt space.

"Kudos! Lord of the Forbidden Lands, Lord of Transcendent Origins, Purveyor of Evolutionary Glory, Listen to the prayers of your most faithful servant......"

Rumble!!

Whoa—

A snow-white electric light suddenly crackled down from nothingness, illuminating the dim crypt space, and the dazzling light made all the elves present can't help but subconsciously close their eyes.

Through the sight of Mohu, they vaguely saw a majestic figure stepping out of the light, with a serene expression, a calm gaze, a halo behind the head slowly turning, wisps of light, as if connected with the fate of endless beings......

"Olise, as you wish."