When all the god kings saw that Daqin was not chasing the alien race, although they were a little unwilling, they had no choice.

Without the leadership of the Great Qin Warriors, they would not be those alien opponents at all.

Thinking of this, although I was a little unwilling, I had to go back in a huff.

After this battle, the people of the major divine courts had a deeper understanding of Great Qin.

In the face of Long Aotian, unconsciously, he gave birth to a sense of awe.

It can be said that this attack of the alien race not only did not bring the slightest trouble to Daqin, but actually helped Daqin.

And under the orders of Long Aotian, Great Qin's army, under the leadership of the generals, returned to the Eight Heavens.

Long Aotian and Marshal Xuanshui went to the forbidden land of the Nine Heavenly Gods together.

At this time, the god kings of the major divine courts also said goodbye to Long Aotian one after another and returned to their own divine courts.

"God King, have you collected all the Divine Monuments?"

Just after arriving at the Forbidden Land, Marshal Xuanshui looked at Long Aotian with burning eyes.

In his eyes, he couldn't help revealing wisps of fiery color.

For a while, several clan powerhouses in the Forbidden Land also cast their eyes at the same time.

Long Aotian could even feel that even their breathing was thick at this time.

One can imagine how nervous these people are now.

After seeing such a scene, the corners of Long Aotian's mouth showed an indifferent smile.

A purple light burst out from his body in an instant.

Then, a sacred monument stands between heaven and earth.

The purple-gold light kept shining out, adding a touch of light to the forbidden place like a ghost.

The divine substance diffused so that everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

The invisible coercion spreads to all sides.

Even Marshal Xuanshui felt his breath suffocated.

"Meet the God Emperor!"

"Meet the God Emperor!"

Looking at the Zhentian Emperor Monument in the air, under the leadership of Marshal Xuanshui, everyone knelt down.

The excitement in their eyes was overwhelming.

I never thought that in my lifetime, I would be able to see this imperial monument.

"Xuanshui listens to the seal!"

"The last general!"

After hearing Long Aotian's voice, the look in Marshal Xuanshui's eyes became more and more excited.

"Today, I canonize you as the generalissimo of the Netherworld, command the three armies of the Netherworld, and assist Houtu to unify the Netherworld!"

Long Aotian's voice came out.

The Marshal Xuanshui couldn't help but be stunned.

Then, he said respectfully.

"The last general obeys!"

And the powerhouse of the Forbidden Land behind him also showed excitement.

They're all ghost cultivators now.

The strength of a body can only be exerted in the netherworld.

But back then, they wanted to enter the Netherworld, but they were beaten back by the forces in it.

Now, they were actually canonized by Long Aotian as the generalissimo who controlled the Netherworld, and his status was only below the Netherworld God Queen's Land, how could they not be excited.

You must know that at the beginning, he was just a marshal above the Nine Heavens, but now he is in control of a plane's soldiers.

I don't know how much more power is greater than it used to be.

How could he not like this.

"Marshal Xuanshui, back then in the Nine Heavens, I was thanks to your help, so in front of me, don't be polite.

Let's calm down first!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After Long Aotian's voice fell, Marshal Xuanshui stood up, but the excitement in his eyes still did not fall.

At this time, Long Aotian stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Zhentian Emperor Monument made a loud dragon groan, and flew back into his body this time.

After feeling the change of Marshal Xuanshui, Long Aotian was quite bored to stay in this forbidden place, after all, he was a friend in the past.

Now in front of him, he looks deferential and abnormal, and no one will feel comfortable.

Therefore, after the canonization was completed, he found an excuse and left the Nine Heavens.

And Marshal Xuanshui, who also led a large army, prepared to report to the Netherworld.

After all, he had already been canonized by Long Aotian, but it was not good to delay it for too long.

However, all this, the god kings of the major divine courts, still do not know.

If they knew that Marshal Xuanshui had left, I was afraid that they would be even more desperate.

Because, without the resistance of the other party, they will be even more powerless in the face of foreign races.

However, all this is what Long Aotian is very happy to see.

These Divine Court, if they weren't desperate, how could they join Great Qin.

Although it is a little cruel, in the process of persecuting these divine courts, it is bound to die, but Long Aotian is an emperor.

His ambition did not allow any existence in this Nine Heavens World to be out of his control.

Therefore, the alien race is destined to become the sword in his hand, forcing these blades of the divine court.

And when he returned to the Eight Heavens.

In the Netherworld, Houtu is also preparing to attack, the last area that is not under his control.

That is the realm connected to the Nine Heavens.

The Netherworld has not experienced a catastrophe.

Therefore, the strength is much stronger than the Nine Heavens World.

The Brahma realm, which is at the center of the entire Netherworld, is connected to the Nine Heavens.

Among them, powerful forces abound.

Even with the strength of the future soil, it is difficult to attack it.

However, she did not mean to back down.

As the God King who was canonized by Long Aotian himself, everyone stared at her.

If you can't do something, how can you convince the people?

Not to mention anything else, it is estimated that in addition to the Dutian Legion, the generals of other legions are mostly unconvinced.

Although due to the majesty of Long Aotian, he didn't dare to say more.

However, the arrogant Houtu does not allow others to question it.

Therefore, after returning to the Netherworld, he is ready to dominate the entire Netherworld.

However, it was just as she was gathering her army.

But a figure appeared in the sky.

This person's golden armor, although his strength is only the cultivation of the saint's eightfold, but Houtu does not dare to slack off in the slightest.

Because, the person who came was a sand monk, an existence who began to follow Long Aotian from the top of the sky.

Furthermore, the trust of the other party is deep.

Although the qualifications are ordinary, the strength is mediocre.

However, no one dared to provoke the other party, not even those irascible ancestors.

Seeing each other at this time, Houtu naturally didn't dare to be careless.

When even stepped forward and spoke.

"I've seen General Sha!"

And after Sha Seng heard the other party's voice, he also hurriedly spoke.

"The God King is polite, I came this time on the orders of His Majesty to bring Marshal Xuanshui and others, and ask the God King to receive the army!"

Long Aotian was worried that Marshal Xuanshui would come to the Netherworld when he first arrived and would have a conflict with the local ghost cultivators, so he asked Sha Seng to bring it personally.

And after hearing his voice, the joy in Houtu's eyes flashed away.

Marshal Xuanshui's strength, she knows, is more powerful than her brothers, and more importantly, the other party is a ghost cultivator.

His arrival made him attack the Brahma realm for himself, but he was a little more sure.