The figure floating in the black river was actually a corpse.
These monsters, which had slaughtered nearly ten thousand strong men from the human race and demon race, actually appeared here. The only thing that changed was that their color was no longer a miserable green, but looked like a human being. His appearance, his eyebrows and eyes looked clearer, and he no longer had the crazy aggressiveness before, and he was muddleheaded as the river flowed towards an unknown destination.
Looking around, there are thousands of mutated corpses floating on the entire black river.
Ding Hao's heart moved: "Could it be that all the corpse souls sucked into the gray light door appeared here? Then wouldn't this place..."
Hell!
At that time, the thousands of corpse souls were all sucked into the hell realm.
Ding Hao suddenly thought of something in his heart. Could it be that he actually appeared in hell? This joke is too big. Only dead people will appear in hell. Could it be that he is already dead
No, I'm not dead yet.
Because the dead in hell can only be controlled by the laws of hell, endure untold hardships, and eliminate their sins before reincarnation. But in this space, I can move around at will without being restricted by the laws, and even …
Ding Hao remembered that he had thought about approaching the river before, and that there were lotus terraces growing on the river. All kinds of signs hinted that he could control anything in this world at will.
He decided to give it a try.
"This black river, stop flowing!"
Ding Hao sent out such a thought.
The next moment, it was as if time and space suddenly froze. The turbulent black river really stopped flowing. The black waves on the river seemed to be frozen instantly and solidified, carrying the bodies wrapped in the river. The soul was firmly fixed in the river as if it had been cast a body-fixing technique.
this…
The suspicion was proven.
Ding Hao was shocked, but also a little surprised.
With a thought in his mind, everything returned to normal, the black river surged again, and a corpse figure solidified in the river was directly photographed and came to the top of the river.
There was a dark gray brilliance lingering around the body of the corpse.
"I... where is this?"
The corpse soul actually spoke.
It restores sanity.
This was beyond Ding Hao's expectation. He just wanted to take a closer look at the corpse soul after the mutation. He didn't expect that such a thing would happen. It seemed that once the corpse soul in the black river left the black water, it would disappear. Will slowly develop consciousness and have memory.
Ding Hao watched the changes quietly.
"Where is this? I should have fought against the evil demon from outside the territory, and I died in the battle... But now, why do I appear here? Where is this..."
This corpse reminded Guo Wu, wearing a battle armor, thinking hard about something, his eyes full of confusion, and then he finally noticed the existence of Ding Hao in front of him.
"Who are you?"
The corpse soul was on guard subconsciously, trying to gather strength, but found that its body was so light that it was unable to gather even the slightest bit of profound energy. There was not even a trace of the tyrannical strength left in it during life.
"This is it." Ding Hao said softly: "You are already dead."
"Dead? Me?" The corpse soul was shocked, and then thought of something again. His expression gradually calmed down, and he said with a wry smile: "Yes, I am dead, and I died with the evil spirits outside the territory. What happened after that... I I don’t remember... So this is the hell in the legendary realm of kings? Haha, it turns out I’ve already gone to hell!”
His memory is incomplete and somewhat incomplete.
Ding Hao said nothing.
The corpse in front of him must have been a great person during his lifetime. If he were an ordinary person, if he were told that he was dead, he would definitely be excited and even yell. However, this person accepted this reality immediately and behaved Very calm.
"Are you the god in hell who controls the fate of the dead?"
After the corpse soul calmed down, he looked up at Ding Hao.
Ding Hao nodded gently.
In fact, he is not sure who he is now. If this is really the world, then as the owner of this artifact, he can indeed control many things, but what if this is just a connected space
The previous experiments proved that my thoughts are almost as powerful as otherwise in this hell realm.
Ding Hao felt a little confident.
The corpse lowered its head and saw the endless similar creatures in the black river below, drifting in a muddle-headed manner. He sighed and said, "Then what are you going to do with me? Are you going to turn me into a muddle-headed ghost like them?"
Ding Hao lowered his head and thought seriously.
Originally, he took the corpse out of the black river just out of curiosity. He didn't expect that there would be such a change after the corpse left the water. If he pushed the corpse into the black river, Ding Hao would still have a trace of it. Silk hesitation.
"What's your name?" Ding Hao raised his head and asked.
"My name..." Corpse Soul smiled bitterly, and finally shook his head and said: "What else does a dead person need to have a name? My last name was Jiang!"
Your surname is Jiang
Ding Hao's heart moved, and he suddenly had a hint of inspiration.
According to legends on earth in previous lives, there were ten halls of Yama in hell. The master of the first hall was called King Guang of Qin, Jiang, who judged the merits, good and evil of ghosts in their previous lives. All ghosts led into hell would Those who have more good deeds and less evil or have mixed merits and demerits will be sent to the tenth hall for reincarnation, while those who have more evil but less good will be sent to the second hall to be tortured and tortured.
I don’t know if there is any connection between the legends about hell in the past life and the hell realm in this world.
Ding Hao is temporarily unable to determine.
But an unstoppable interest in cultivating farming suddenly arose in his heart.
Since I can dominate everything here, then... Hehe!
Ding Hao's heart moved and he started to try.
Above the black river water, a ninety-nine-foot-high lotus platform suddenly rose. On it was a huge mirror like the eye of a god. The mirror was smooth and shimmering with divine light, as if it were the eye of judgment, looking down at the vastness. Earth and black rivers.
For a moment, divine light shot out from the mirror, illuminating every detail of the 108-foot-wide river, and the corpses inside were also swept by this divine light.
Three antique seal characters appeared on the lotus platform -
Evil mirror stand!
As soon as these three words came out, there was a sudden roar between heaven and earth, like spring thunder, like all living beings singing joyfully, like gods and demons praising, this dark, cold and lonely world seemed to suddenly have a softness, an inexplicable of divine vitality.
This kind of scene is really magical, it's like creating a world.
The corpse soul named Jiang originally looked tired because he was dead, but when he saw this scene that was equivalent to a miracle, he was still stunned with shock.
The young man in green clothes in front of him seems to be peaceful and gentle. In the world of the living, this kind of method would be no more than the power of the legendary gods, right
Could this young man really be the God of the Dead
Ding Hao nodded, very satisfied with his performance.
In the legend of the earth in the past life, there is the existence of the evil mirror platform. The evil mirror can illuminate the good, good and evil in front of the ghost of the deceased. Once the mirror light is swept away, nothing can be hidden.
He used the power of his thoughts to create the divine objects in the legends of his previous life in space.
The huge lotus platform was sacred and solemn, with a sacred aura that was incompatible with this gloomy and dim world. The giant eyes on it swept down, and a divine light enveloped the body of the corpse named Jiang.
Suddenly, a gleaming light reflected from the corpse's body.
"Huh?"
Ding Hao was a little surprised.
The divine light of a ghost can distinguish between good and evil in the past life. The body of a good person is as crystal clear as jade, flawless, and the body of an evil person is black and dirty and smelly. The more crystal clear jade parts of a ghost's body, it represents its previous life. The more good deeds you do, the more merit you accumulate. If the stench is more black, it means it has done countless evil things in its previous lives.
&nsp;Ninety-nine percent of the body of the corpse in front of him is as crystal clear as jade, with a brilliant light. There is only a slight instability and a grayish black color, but there is no foul smell. This shows that he was actually a person in his previous life. A rare kind person may have accumulated huge merits.
This phenomenon is really too rare.
Ding Hao's first reaction was shock, and his second reaction was that he thought that what he created had failed. He quickly controlled the divine light to shine on the black river, only to see that among the thousands of corpses in it, most of them were light and dark coexisting, or good. It is greater than evil, or more evil than good, and has many qualities, but there is no such thing as the corpse soul in front of me.
This shows that it is not a failure.
"Could it be that I just fished out a corpse in this black river and met a peerless good man?"
Ding Hao was also a little surprised.
But this result was exactly what he expected.
"If you are willing, I can give you the great power to control the world of the dead. In the body of a dead soul, you can also practice and accumulate merit. In the future, it is possible to go beyond the ordinary and return to the world of the living." Ding Hao looked at the statue in front of him. Corpse Soul said quietly.
"What?"
The corpse named Jiang was shocked and thought he had heard wrongly.
"You have accumulated great merits during your lifetime and can avoid the pain of hell and purgatory, so you get this opportunity." Ding Hao said with a solemn face: "Of course, if you don't want to, you can also enter reincarnation, but..."
"I do." Zhihun surnamed Jiang finally understood and said eagerly, holding back the ecstasy in his heart.
Ding Hao smiled slightly.
He hasn't finished speaking just now. Now he has only opened the hell path. The other five paths have not yet blocked. The six paths of reincarnation cannot be completed. He doesn't know how to perfect the reincarnation. The corpse souls in the black river below should only be able to escape. Forever drifting in the river in a muddle-headed manner.