Therefore, to open the six paths of reincarnation, we can only do it step by step.
"Okay, in that case..." A bright gray flame descended from Ding Hao's head, shrouding Jiang's corpse in it, and then disappeared after a moment.
The corpse soul surnamed Jiang was surprised and happy. He was surprised to find that his originally ethereal and phantom-like body turned into a gaze, and he had a body that was almost substantial. There was a feeling of strength in his body, and he no longer felt it. Just like before, he was so light and could not control everything.
"Thank you... Thank you Master." Corpse Soul Surnamed Jiang was overjoyed and knelt on his knees in mid-air to thank him.
Ding Hao smiled slightly and said: "I have left a trace of the power of law in your body. Once you are familiar with it and understand it, you can start practicing. From now on, you will be King Qin Guang of the Tenth Hall of Hell. , take charge, judge ghosts, reward good and punish evil!”
The words fell.
Rumble, rumble.
The changes between heaven and earth were reborn, and between the heaven and the earth, a trace of almost undetectable divine light was like a thread of light, which rumbled and turned into lightning, all of which converged on King Jiang of Qin Guang, as if it was a powerful force. When a person breaks through, he is constantly forging and condensing the body of King Jiang of Qin Guang, just like he is overcoming a tribulation.
The sound of thunder drowned out the roar of Qin Guang Wang Jiang.
After a few breaths, the changes in the sky and the earth disappeared, and Qin Guang Wang Jiang's whole person took on a new look. Although there was still a trace of ghost energy in his body, he looked no different from ordinary people. His body contained a strange power of thunder and lightning, which was tyrannical. The plasma light threads swam between the five fingers of his hand.
"This is… "
He exerted a little force, and two lavender lightning whips extended from his palms, thousands of meters long, as indicated by his arms, and extremely flexible, like a long purple dragon held in his hand.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Ding Hao laughed loudly.
"Good and evil are judged under the evil mirror, and the next life is determined by the Forgotten River!"
Fourteen words came out of Ding Hao's mouth, and the sound waves turned into golden words. The light of panic flickered. The first sentence was like a long dragon sinking into the sky, giving this huge lotus platform divinity, while the second sentence fell into the black river below. , producing a power that is close to law.
From now on, this black river will be called the Wangchuan River.
"Master Kamui!"
King Jiang of Qin Guang has recovered some strength and has mastered the power of lightning divine punishment. For some reason, he feels more and more that Ding Hao is unfathomable and that every word he speaks has supreme power. He can simply say what he says in a single thought. , dominate this world.
"From now on, you will be in charge and distinguish between good and evil..."
Ding Hao's voice floated down from the sky.
Then there was a flash of silver light, and he disappeared.
King Guang of Qin Jiang stood on the black and silent Wangchuan River, looking at this desolate and lonely dark world, but he felt unprecedentedly relaxed and friendly. He originally thought that death was the end of everything, but he did not expect that there would be another chance. .
Live as a hero, die as a ghost!
A whole new world unfolded in front of him.
…
…
Tianyuan City.
In the hotel room.
Ding Hao, who was sleeping soundly, slowly opened his eyes.
What was originally floating above his head disappeared without knowing when, and returned to his sea of consciousness.
Ding Hao slowly stood up and sat on the edge of the bed with a strange look on his face.
"It turned out to be a dream?"
He rubbed his temples and recalled everything he had encountered in his dream, including the Wangchuan River, Nie Jingtai, and King Qin Guang... all of this turned out to be things in a dream. It was really strange, how could he do such a thing? Dream
Looking back now, everything in the dream was so clear and complete.
This was the first time in history that Ding Hao remembered every detail of his dream so clearly without forgetting anything.
"It seems that I have been really tired during this period of time."
Ding Hao murmured to himself.
Taking a deep breath, he stood up and went to the window and opened it. Golden eyes shone in, with a hint of warmth and light. The dancing dust appeared in the golden light, full of vitality. .
It's already three poles a day.
"I actually slept for such a long time."
Ding Hao stretched and felt refreshed.
This sleep really made him relax a lot.
The flow of people on the streets downstairs has increased. Previously, due to the protection of the city defense formation, Tianyuan City suffered almost no damage. Although ordinary civilians were frightened, they were not massacred by the monsters. The real damage was all Musha.
Because there are such super sects stationed there, some people with ulterior motives do not dare to take advantage of the chaos to cause trouble in the city. The order of Tianyuan City is relatively well maintained.
This is the role of warriors and martial arts sects in troubled times.
Maybe they are aloof on weekdays, and sometimes a single word can determine the life or death of civilians, but when war comes, warriors will risk their lives for the survival of the race, and their gains and efforts are directly proportional.
There was a knock on the door.
Ding Hao opened the door and was surprised to find that an emperor-level female swordsman came to the door in person.
"Ding Shaoxia, this is some information about the situation in the Northern Territory that the sword master has collected. The sword master ordered me to send it over as soon as possible." This emperor-level female swordsman looks like she is in her twenties, with a heroic appearance and a good figure. Slender and fit, wearing short white tight-fitting armor, he outlines his graceful and graceful figure in a heart-stirring way.
"The sword master is here."
Ding Hao thanked him and signed the note.
"By the way, the Tianyuan City's domain gate will be repaired later today..." The imperial-level female swordsman hesitated to speak, and finally whispered: "Ding Shaoxia... are you really leaving so soon? ?”
If the famous demon clan leaves, the sword master will be at the end of his life. If the demon clan comes back again, Tianyuan City may be in danger. Her heart is really in chaos, but the sword master has an order that they are not allowed to open their mouths and keep people.
Ding Hao was stunned, hesitated, and said: "I must rush back to the Northern Territory as soon as possible, because there are my relatives there."
"I understand, sorry to disturb you young hero." The emperor-level female swordsman's expression darkened, and she turned and left.
Ding Hao didn't know what to say.
The female swordsman turned around and walked a few steps, then suddenly looked back at Ding Hao. In the end, she didn't say anything. She sighed and disappeared at the far corner of the corridor.
Of course Ding Hao understood what this imperial-level female swordsman meant.
But…
"well!"
He also sighed quietly and turned back to the room.
For the next whole day, Ding Hao did not step out of the room.
…
Night soon enveloped Tianyuan City again.
At noon and evening, a waiter from the hotel delivered the meals to the room door, but the room door was always closed, and Ding Hao never came out to take the meals in.
During this period, Uncle Tianshu came once or twice, but he did not knock on the door of Ding Hao's room.
The Demon King Xie Yue came back at noon, with a sneaky expression like a successful chicken thief. He discussed something with the Little White Tiger siblings and Xiaodie, and soon left together.
The little black dog stayed, lying quietly at Ding Hao's door.
When the moon first rose, four mysterious figures in white cloaks came to the inn and walked all the way to the door of Ding Hao's room.
…
"Phew...done!"
Ding Hao slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, wiped away the dense beads of sweat on his forehead, and withdrew the flame profound energy. The feeling of exhaustion once again invaded like a tide.
The breath-containing formations arranged around the body have long since expired.
Even Ding Hao was a little overwhelmed by activating the profound energy at high intensity for a whole day.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Ding Hao was startled, and his consciousness had noticed who was coming. He raised his hand and the door opened.
Four figures in white cloaks filed in. The last person raised his hand and closed the door. The four of them took off their disguises, revealing four beautiful and handsome faces, with fair skin and black hair. Hair like clouds, spring flowers and autumn moon, each has its own merits. They are all imperial-level female swordsmen with an extraordinary temperament, like a Valkyrie.
"You..." Ding Hao was surprised.
"Ding Shaoxia!" The leading female swordsman was the beautiful woman who sent Ding Hao a letter this morning. With a firm look on her flawless and jade-like face, she knelt down on one knee and said, "Ding Shaoxia, we are the four sisters. I have something to ask Mr. Ding!"
"Sister, please get up quickly. Ding Hao doesn't dare to accept such a big gift."
Ding Hao was startled. He immediately raised his hand and an invisible force surged out to help the female swordsman who was kneeling on the ground. He said seriously: "What's the matter with the four sisters? Please tell me quickly. Why is it necessary?"
The female swordsman stood up, with a hint of blush on her face like mutton-fat white jade. She looked back at the three companions behind her, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and she nodded.
In the next moment, all four of them took off their white cloaks.
Ding Hao's head almost exploded with a bang.
It turned out that these four emperor-level female swordsmen were actually wearing nothing under their cloaks. They were naked, revealing four mutton-fat white jade-like breasts. Their crystal skin instantly lit up the whole room. They were boundless in spring and slender. Her thighs, slender waist, delicate ankles, pink buds on her chest, delicate collarbones and those four heroic and beautiful faces...
The rich virgin body fragrance hits my face.
In an instant, Ding Hao felt his blood surge, and a burst of heat rose uncontrollably in his lower abdomen.
"You... what are you doing?"
After being stunned, Ding Hao immediately backed away, turning his head and not daring to look again. However, in his frightened glance just now, the flawless bodies of the four female swordsmen lingered in his mind. It seemed to be the most beautiful scenery in the world, deeply engraved in his memory.
It is one of the major sects in the Middle-earth Kingdom. The sect is full of female disciples, all of whom are outstanding women in both sex and art. These four in particular are the direct disciples of the master of the Battou Sai Swordsman. They are so superior. An emperor-level female swordsman, pure and pure, always has her eyes set high above her head, and she is an extremely proud Valkyrie.