Ten legions, millions of Yin soldiers.

However, Feng Qingyan felt that it was still not enough. When he came to the world of the dead, he could only succeed but not fail.

As long as you fail once, you may lose everything.

He can't afford to lose.

Among the millions of Yin soldiers in the ten major legions, more than 70% of the Yin soldiers are only at the Ghost Soldier level, which is equivalent to the literary talent level of the Holy Path.

And there are not many Yinshen in the Ghost King Realm.

The current underworld can be said to have developed from the Qingshan City God's Mansion. It has only been more than ten years since he established the Qingshan City God's Mansion.

How many ghost kings can this breed?

Even if several ghost kings from the Qingshan Hou Mansion are included, the total number of ghost kings in the entire underworld is only a dozen.

And there are not many Yinshen in the Guibo Realm.

After all, time is too short, and it is impossible to break through to the Ghost Uncle and Ghost King realms in just over ten years.

And the ghosts, ghosts and spirits in the underworld add up.

No more than 10,000 at most.

If it were just ghosts and ghosts, the total number of ghosts and ghosts would definitely not be ten thousand, but at most two or three thousand. However, the first few city god's mansions established had begun to form their own soldiers, ranging from a few hundred to one.

two thousand……

so.

All the ghosts, soldiers and gods in the underworld add up to only 1.01 million.

Erase the fractions and it's one million.

Is one million enough?

not enough!

Although Feng Qingyan knows that the most valuable thing about soldiers is their finesse, not their numbers.

However, in just ten years, he cannot train millions of elite soldiers. This is not history, this is fantasy. If there are still a hundred years, he can make all the millions of Yin soldiers become ghost masters or even ghost generals.

…

It's a pity that he can't wait another hundred years.

Come during this time.

He vaguely felt someone calling him.

This call was not very clear, and it might even be an illusion. It was like someone calling him softly in the distance while he was sleeping, making it unclear and unreal for him to hear.

If that's all, it doesn't matter.

but.

When he felt someone calling him, he couldn't wake up...

Therefore, he looked up into the depths of the sky from time to time to see if someone was calling him, or someone was calling him in the world of the dead.

Is it his clone Bai Yijun, or is it someone else?

Or maybe I can’t wait any longer.

And there is only one possibility that cannot wait, that is, the tribesmen born in the world of the dead may face extinction...

At this time, he stood on the Resurrection Cliff, looking up into the depths of the sky.

After a while.

He flew up and came to the depths of the sky, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the looming call...

It seemed that someone was indeed calling him.

who is it?

Tribe?

He vaguely felt the call? Was there anxiety or anger? Was there despair...

"Should I come now?"

Feng Qingyan asked himself softly? Then he exhaled the ghost gate behind him.

He turned around and looked at the ghost gate quietly. After a moment, he said to the eight taboos: "What did you hear? Did you hear a call?"

The eight taboos looked at each other? They all shook their heads.

"Didn't you hear it?" Feng Qingyan frowned and said, "Why did I hear it more clearly?"

"Have it?"

Xiang Liu asked about other taboos.

"I think should not be."

The Blood Queen seemed to be frowning? After listening carefully for a while, she said: "Master, did you really hear it? Is it coming from behind the ghost gate?"

"It comes from behind the ghost gate, and it also comes from all directions of heaven and earth."

Seal Qingyan Road.

In the end? He still has not walked out of the ghost gate? He is not finally ready yet and cannot rush to the world of the dead.

I can't afford to lose!

Feng Qingyan thought so and took back the ghost gate.

At this time, he returned to the Tenth Hall of Yama and sank the two hells of Little Lady Yaoyao and Miss Xi under the Tenth Hall of Yama.

in previous lives.

The eighteen levels of hell are located under the ten halls of Yama.

Rumble——

The heaven and earth in the underworld are shaking slightly? It indicates the appearance of hell. However, as one of the exclusive buildings of the underworld, there are still sixteen levels short of the eighteenth level of hell...

He didn't know where to look for the sixteenth level of hell.

And he was not prepared to look for it.

Moreover, the appearance of the two levels of hell caused countless dead souls, ghosts, etc. to tremble inexplicably.

Although it was only for a short period of time.

However, they seemed to know something, maybe they knew the existence of hell.

The underworld seems to have become even more gloomy and terrifying because of the appearance of hell, like a terrible sword of punishment hanging unknowingly over the heads of living beings.

At this time, Feng Qingyan walked into hell...

Shortly after.

He came out of hell.

He looked up at the sky for a while, and then his figure flashed and appeared in the world in an instant, appearing in the world. At this moment, he stood on the top of Burial Mountain, his white clothes flying in the wind...

"It's time to see the burial palace."

He said softly.

The Burial Palace was an unknown corner of his dream world of reincarnation, and it seemed to hide many secrets. However, he could not see through it before, and could only see a pitch black, like a void.

At this moment, his figure flashed and appeared directly in the burial palace.

The burial palace was still dark, and it still looked like void, with no change. However, he closed his eyes, felt it carefully, and then his eyes shot out two black lights, but he could not see through the burial palace...

This was something he expected.

"It seems that I have no choice but to lie down again."

Feng Qingyan said softly.

However, the bronze coffin in which he was buried has long since become part of reincarnation, and he cannot lie back in the coffin.

Just lie down on the spot.

He lay down and closed his eyes, but still couldn't feel anything.

The burial palace is still so mysterious.

Can't peep.

At this time, his brows wrinkled slightly. Do I need to die again? But death is impossible. He will not die again...

He still didn't get up and quietly closed his eyes.

But not long after.

His breath was getting weaker and weaker.

It's like dying.
To be continued...