Dim and dark, on the dark ground of the sun, the frame of ghosts and gods ran along the heavy fog and did not know how long it ran, before finally reaching the dark world.

On the desolate and desolate earth, there are free unknown lone ghosts and ghosts. They float and roar in the heavenly sky of the dark world. The damaged true spirit can’t even be reincarnated, and can only be wiped out in the quiet dissipation of this dark world. .

A gleam of light flashed in the sky, like a meteor passing by, and a ghost with a god-like pattern slipped from the sky, his body was full of sins, and the sin karma was heavy, and then fell into the torrential Huangquan River, struggling and roaring but still Can't resist sinking into the bottom of Huang Quan.

This is because this time, the **** of earth gods, who had fallen in humanity, was able to see this kind of scene in recent days. The earth gods intervened in the humanitarian reform, exhausted all his merits, cut off the incense, and fell from the sky to the bottom of the valley.

On the dark sky filled with ash and smoke, ghosts and gods with divine patterns wearing official robes drove ghost carriages through the sky, followed by dozens of ghost soldiers in front and back, hurried to the end of the sky Yintianzicheng.

Along the way, the light from the ghost lights on the frame illuminate the ground, letting a group of lonely ghosts crawl on the ground, far away from being afraid to approach.

Above the ground, you can see a ray of incense from the Yangshi world, shining like a candle light, forming a large house, which is a witch offering or an incense offering by ordinary powerful families.

It is like Haoyue, forming a pavilion, a pavilion and a pavilion. It is a sacrificial offering sacrificed by the descendants of Dr. Qing’s ancestral house. In the light, you can see the image of a devotional sacrificial worship of the descendants of a young generation.

Moreover, the power of the incense penetrates down from the sky like a blazing sun, and the beam of light generally gathers on the earth, forming thousands of buildings, pavilions and pavilions, which are princes or major schools of fairy sect and witch. The incense of the sacrificial family looks like a fairyland at a glance.

Passing through a large mansion, surrounded by large and small incense and blessed land, and Yinzhai village, it is like a nether dynasty that generally guards the city.

"That's Longqiu Emperor's Mansion City! Dahuan once disintegrated, this Longqiu emperor was still sitting on the **** position, Yin Sizheng God and this emperor persona, really I and these other gods and river masters are like a world apart. "Changde spoke to Fang Xiu.

At this moment, Changde is exuding a rich golden light, and the complex ghost pattern on the face represents his strength and status. The golden body of the ground made of incense is more suitable for ghosts than the flesh.

This man established the Northern Dayong King's Court and formulated the barbarian order to condense the northern ancient gods of the northern beliefs. After death, he became more powerful. With the power of incense and merit, there are few who can surpass him in the world.

However, the shortcomings of walking divinely can be seen from the large number of land dies that fell with the change of humanity, and the more serious shortcoming is that the gods survived on the power of incense and were also swallowed by the power of incense.

At the beginning, the gods may be able to maintain consciousness. Over time, the gods will be changed by the incense wish. The incense wish of millions of people will transform the original consciousness of the gods and transform them into gods. The appearance and character in myths and legends have been transformed into the appearance and character required by the people.

For example, the original Bohe River God Teng Yong, but after being a river **** for less than two hundred years, there have already been abuses. I am afraid that at this moment even the past is beginning to forget and become a moody **** like Bohe.

This is what Changde told Fang Xiu along the way. He chose to take this path, and he knew the disadvantages of this path far better than anyone else.

This is also the reason why Changde has always occupied the position of the desolate mountain **** with his body, but he has never been transformed into an incense god, and he died until the moment before his death.

"If that is the case, why do you want to go this way?" Fang Xiu sat beside Changde and watched the frame pass through the cloudy sky all the way, overlooking the ground below.

Chang De then said: "If you don't take this incense shinto, you will disintegrate directly, and a little real spirit will be reincarnated in the Yincao Difu, and you will have at least two hundred years more to take this incense shinto."

"It is also an opportunity to hear that as long as the rank reaches the level of Yin Si Zheng Shen, the true spirit can be integrated into the life and death book, and the authority of part of the life and death book can be mastered, and then get rid of the shortcomings of this incense god."

The ghost pattern on Changde's face looks a little scary, turning his head like a dead man looking at Fang Xiu: "This time I went to the Yintianzi City, maybe I can find out whether one or two, if I can ascend to the position of the Yinshi Zhengshen within a hundred years ."

Fang Xiu nodded: "So you thought about it already, but I said more!"

Chang De Saran said: "I can't get through this fairy road, I can only take the way of the incense gods, maybe one day, I can see you ascend to Sendai, the day of ascension."

Fang Xiu smiled: "The road to longevity is so hard and hard, how difficult it is to become the immortal immortal!"

Fang Xiu went along with Changde's frame of ghosts and gods, and finally arrived at Xingdu Xuegong's incense blessing in the dark world.

Before approaching, I saw the intense light of the sky shining on the distant earth, sprinkling on a tall mountainous stone monument, and the four characters of Xun and Xuegong were written.

Under it, there are layers of pavilions, pavilions and pavilions, small bridges and flowing water, and pavilions like covered trees. Lotuses are blooming on the lake and pond, and there are rugged silhouettes on the pavilion by the pool. The sound of reading.

The roaring yinling spirits in the vicinity avoided the place far away, and even the spy did not dare to pry a glance. This huge incense blessed place sheltered the disciples who had merit and yin and longevity in Xundu Academy.

Thousands of students and scholars walked in the pavilion hall, the sages of the sons preached the truth of the avenue in the palace hall, and the palace was paved with white jade. The power of it brushes everyone's soul like a huge sun.

The frame of the ghost and arch guard landed in front of this gloomy and dark world of Xundu Xuegong, and stopped under a tall stone monument. In an instant, the entire Xundu Xuegong suddenly became quiet.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The bell at the highest place sounded, and Hong Zhong disturbed thousands of students and sages in Xundu Academy. Each person exudes a light of literary merit, and the spirit in the robe of the students looks out of the hall. Seems to have noticed something.

The last time the bells of the Yinxuyouxun Temple were ringing, it was the tenth generation of Confucian masters.

"It's here! Feng Shengren!" Changde, who was sitting on the wide frame, changed his name, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com called Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu laughed and stood up from the compartment.

"I went to the Yintianzi City to meet the Yintianzi. This is my only chance to enter the Netherworld Netherworld as a barren mountain god. The next time I'm afraid I have to wait for the moment when I become the Yinshi Zhengshen."

"I will return to Yangshi in a few days, don't miss it!"

After saying this, Chang De and the ghost behind the car and dozens of ghosts turned the Yin soldiers into flames, passing through the sky and heading towards the Yintianzi City in the middle of the Netherworld.

At this moment, the Xingxun Temple of the entire Yin Dynasty was full of light, and the white light fell from the sky dome.

With the sound of the Hong Bell, the magnificent sage Master of the Academy carried thousands of students, like gods and fairies, floating down from the city of the vast hall, rolling up the light of merits and falling towards the city. To welcome Feng Sheng. (https://)"Rebirth of Domination" only represents the views of the author’s history. If you find that its content violates the laws of the country, please delete it. The position of https:// is only dedicated to providing health. Green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!