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Chapter 275 Promotion to Ghost General

.    They smiled very freely and freely, and they smiled with a kind of relief and a ridicule of countless cholera people. They seemed to see their miserable future.

Then, I immediately saw that countless soul fragments crossed the boundaries of heaven and earth at an incredible speed, flocking towards a place like a tide.

At the same time, Yan Fusheng felt clearly that from the outside world, there was no need for the traction of the soul ladder. Naturally, countless soul fragments of large and small were continuously drilling into the ghost palace like a tide. Under the magical power of reincarnation, they turned into wisps of blue soul rain. If the soul rain was said to have been a breeze and drizzle before, it would be a storm now. The huge soul rain fell from the sky to the earth and fell on the soul fire.

The entire soul fire was rising wildly in almost every breath, ten feet, fifteen feet, twenty feet, and this growth was almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The countless souls of this world are repaying the promise of the King of Hell with their actions.

They were voluntarily becoming the nutrients for Yan Fusheng to grow his soul. This situation almost rushed into his body. It was even more exaggerated than practicing on his own.

This is the countless soul fragments in the entire world who merged with Yan Fusheng on their own.

This is the reward from all living beings in heaven and earth!!

This kind of scene is even more incredible than soul worship.

The crow was completely stunned by the scene. In the sky above the mountains and forests, it was completely covered by countless soul fragments, forming a huge soul vortex. It never thought that such a scene would appear in the world.

Any monk has always been careful when absorbing soul fragments to practice, for fear of being retaliated by distracting thoughts in soul fragments. Not only is it difficult to refine, but it is also quite dangerous. Now the soul fragments are invested in by themselves. This kind of scene has never been seen for thousands, ten thousand years, or even billions of years.

Never before!!

"What is this? Could it be the pilgrimage of all spirits that appeared when the sages came!!"

The crow looked at the scene in front of him almost in a daze. Looking at the soul fragments rushing forward, he felt that the whole world seemed to be subverted in an instant.

Deep in the woods, a scream pierced the sky: "It is said that there are ancient times on the Thirty-Three Heavens Continent. There are ancient, ancient, ancient times, ancient times, and ancient times. Rumors: On the Thirty-Three Heavens Continent, when the sages are born, a large number of soul fragments will emerge from the void and pour into the body of the sages to help the sages achieve supreme auspiciousness. How is this possible? Even if it is a sage, it is impossible to trigger the soul fragments in the entire world. What are the soul fragments conveyed, the King of Hell, who is the King of Hell? Is the King of Hell a sage?"

In a magnificent temple, a golden Buddha statue made of gold suddenly looked up at the void, opened its eyes, and there was a look of horror in its eyes, and exclaimed: "All spirits are pilgrimage, a sign of sages. This is impossible. Heaven and earth are unrighteous, and it is impossible for sages to be born, but it is still so large. There are records in the world. In ancient times, sages were born, named Fuxi!! Educate all people, countless creatures inspired their kindness, and their souls remained dispersed after death, and worshiped them to form the Bagua Holy Appearance. How could there be sages in this world?"

"It is impossible to cause all spirits to pilgrimage to the King of Hell. Those soul fragments mention the King of Hell. Who is the King of Hell? Is the King of Hell a sage?" On a mountain peak, countless people worship this mountain. This mountain is called Black Mountain. A hoarse shout came from the mountain.

Walking in a deserted town, a middle-aged man with a bearded carries an ancient sword on his back and looks at the soul fragments swarming in the void. His eyes showed a look of surprise and murmured to himself: "Is it because of the King of Hell in the mouths of countless dead souls. The faces of these dead souls seem to have hope. Could it be that the King of Hell is the hope of this world? If it is hope, then it will come quickly, the world is already in chaos."

On the seaside of this world, an old man sat on the back of a green cow, holding a book of Taoism in his hand, looking at the void, and sang smilingly: "All the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos, the Taos are the Taos of the East, the Taos are the Taos of the West, the Taos are the Taos of the East, the Taos of the West, the Taos of the West, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the West, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the West, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the West, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the West, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East, the Taos of the East

The green cow stepped upwards, walked up the song, and left far away.

"Okay, sentient beings are rushing to repay me. How can I live up to the expectations of sentient beings? When I return to the next day, when I return, when I return, there will be a vast military soul to fight in all directions and kill demons and ghosts. When I return to the next day, there will be a million ghosts who will conquer the souls and seek their lives to support the righteousness of heaven and earth. When I return, I will set up the city god to bless all directions. When I return to the next day, there will be a law net to determine the Tiangang. When I return, there will be eighteen hells to welcome the demons."

Feel the scene of countless dead souls coming from this world, helping oneself transform.

An unspeakable warm current emerged in Yan Fusheng's heart, knowing that this was his previous words that completely made countless dead souls respond. They did not believe it, but saw a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of dawn, and a glimmer of light in their words.

Just for this little possibility, they are willing to sacrifice themselves and give everything for it.

It was like a straw when drowning, and now they caught it.

For this, all the dead souls sacrificed their lives for this seemingly vague hope and helped him with help.

He could imagine how desperate and resentful these dead souls were before they died.

Yan Fusheng's mind was sure and no longer hesitated. Since the sentient beings in this world were willing to believe in themselves, they were even more rewarded. What's wrong with fighting for them and blood staining the earth? Isn't it just for this recognition and this touch?

"With this touch, I will be promoted to a ghost general. If I fight ghosts, I can fight the world and be born for war. If a general is ruthless, then blood will stain the earth and float corpses thousands of miles. If a general is sentimental, then my body will have flaws and my heart will be soft. But for this touch, I want to use my mind to achieve the wisdom of the ghost general, so that it can be understood who can kill and who can forgive. If you should kill, you will be ruthless. If you should forgive, you will be kind. This is not a ghost general, you can be called a ghost general. The soul will be promoted to me!!"

Yan Fusheng's heart emitted a soul sound. Originally, the ghost general should have realized the artistic conception of a general's success and his bones were dying. But at this moment, he was just for the touching of countless souls from this world. He was not a general, but wanted to be a general!!

As soon as the thought moved, I immediately saw that the soul fire, which had reached no less than thirty feet, divided into wisps of blue soul flames, and under a powerful will, they merged with each other in turn.

"King of Hell, King of Hell!!"

Accompanied by the rain of souls, there were countless obsessions of dead souls. It seemed that seeing Yan Fusheng's response, almost all the immutable obsessions were thrown into the soul ladder at this moment, turning into souls in the ladder, making praises, conveying immortal obsessions and pouring into the soul fire.

The process of the originally most difficult soul fire fusion and transformation was carried out quickly at an incredible speed.

Three thousand wisps of blue soul fire were tempered by countless beliefs and quickly merged at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a blink of an eye, a wisp of silver soul fire suddenly condensed.

It is not the yellow of the ghost general, but the completely different silver color. It seems to have some strange transformation.

"Silver, it seems that my soul fire is even more different than before. Compared with the pure killing of ghost generals, my soul fire has incorporated my own fighting spirit, a touch of emotion and wisdom, which transforms the will contained in my soul. But in essence, it is still at the level of ghost generals, but it is a bit completely different."

This feeling is above the ghost general, but is also below the ghost king. It is extremely wonderful.

Moreover, after condensed a wisp, you can immediately see that the second wisp quickly condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye. This speed is getting faster and faster. As it condenses, the original soul fire is also rapidly weakening. A silver-white soul fire requires three thousand blue soul fires to condense. This consumption is amazing.

However, the soul fragments swarmed from the outside world have continuously weakened this consumption, quickly making up for the loss during condensation, and continuously turned into soul power, supporting the transformation of soul fire.

The speed of this transformation is unprecedentedly fast.

Even Yan Fusheng had never thought of it before.

This is the magical place for all spirits to pilgrimage.

The pilgrimage to all spirits is the blessing of all spirits to help sages strengthen their souls.

In just a moment, you can see that a ball of silver-white soul fire emits unspeakable pressure, spirit, heroic spirit, and even five soul pills, reincarnation beads, life and death, ghost gate, and Yan Luo Blade are all completely transferred from the blue soul fire to the silver-white soul fire in an instant.

In a moment, the original soul fire completely turned into silver white.

The entire ball of soul fire transformed into silver and white, and it also shrunk directly to three feet in size. An invisible soul pressure escaping from all directions like a tide.

"King of Hell, King of Hell!!"

Countless soul fragments felt Yan Fusheng's transformation and cheered.

It poured into the ghost palace even more like a tide.

"From now on, I am the Ghost Commander. Today, I will cast another ladder, and the ladder helps to step on the sky."

A strong will emerged from Yan Fusheng's soul. This time, it was almost a good opportunity that was hard to find throughout the ages. It was when he was in one go, without any hesitation, and his will was a knife and slashed on the soul's fire.

Begin usurping soul runes.

Today we should cast another ladder to suppress my spirit.

A crystal-clear pen of will quickly usurp the runes in the void. On the one hand, it quickly absorbs soul fragments and turns them into pure soul powers. This is an opportunity for transformation.
Chapter completed!
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