After leaving the Nether Valley, many figures in the forest flew out from it. They gathered together and watched the black-robed boy who suddenly came and took away millions of spiritual soldiers. He didn't know his specific origin.

Once these great spirit soldiers are awakened by anyone, they will follow whom they are loyal to. Therefore, under the leadership of the ghost baby, they followed behind without hesitation. Under the gaze of a pair of eyes, the ghost baby stood on his small back in front, and their figures rushed forward.

In the eyes of the ghost baby, he began to see a vast desert. Suddenly a giant sarcophagus flew over inside, and in the blink of an eye it floated in front of the ghost baby. The ghost baby immediately raised his arms and millions of spiritual soldiers stopped neatly.

"Young Master, Sha Cang Master welcomes your return."

On the giant sarcophagus, a short, fat and obscene figure stood up from above. His obscene eyes looked at the ghost baby, revealing a hint of fear. He originally thought that the ghost baby would be in danger of entering the Netherworld Valley.

"Master Sha Cang, this young master is back. Do you know what is behind this?"

As soon as these words came out, the Lord of Sha Cang showed confusion. Although he had heard about the mystery of Netherworld Valley, he never expected that so many large spiritual soldiers would be born under the valley.

"Report to the young master, these great spirit soldiers have very strong combat power. Could it be that you brought them from Netherworld Valley?"

The Lord of Sha Tang guessed a rough idea now, just waiting for the ghost baby to confirm.

"That's right, this Netherworld Valley was an important source of troops for my underworld to obtain a long time ago. With these great spirit soldiers, those great Rakshasa can be suppressed."

As the ghost baby spoke, his figure disappeared from his small back and then appeared on the giant sarcophagus. He approached the body of the Sha Tang Lord. The arrogant pressure on his body immediately crushed him to the ground. The fear in the Sha Tang Lord's heart surged with unprecedented strength.

Guiying didn't want to kill him. But he still felt scared. So he heard him lying on the sarcophagus and said:

"Young Master, you, your strength has become stronger again?"

When Guiying heard this, she waved her hand and the pressure on her body disappeared from the Lord of Sha Cang, so that he could move freely.

"Master Sha Cang, listen, this Netherworld Valley must be guarded for me, and I will come here in the future."

When he heard Guiying’s instructions to him, the Sha Burial Lord did not dare to be a little disobedient. He nodded repeatedly, and his vulgar figure seemed quite funny. The Guiying did this to deepen the Sha Burial Lord’s belief in him. This Sha Burial Lord was quite cunning before to prevent him from becoming treacherous in the future.

After staying here for a while, the ghost baby returned to his little back. He led millions of spirit soldiers to continue on the road and quickly left the desert. In order to recover his strength, the ghost baby and the others took a break in the middle of the desert. This time, no evil ghosts transformed from fine sand appeared.

Afterwards, the ghost baby and the others flew out of the desert smoothly. A large number of bodies rushed past the Rakshasa Castle, attracting Rakshasa's personal attention. She was in the pavilion in the center of the black sea of ​​flowers, and her eyes were looking at the city gate with joy. She felt the breath of the ghost baby.

Because there is a dark blue energy cover outside the entire castle, it is often impossible for Rakshasa to leave here. She did not come back to her senses until the ghost baby's breath went far away.

"Welcome to the young master!"

Not long after, the ghost baby arrived at the top ten Mingguans, and the six Yin generals had already gathered in front of the fourth pass of the Underworld. This place was just in front of the main gate of the Head Capital.

"Get up."

The ghost baby jumped off his little back and took out the Hundred Ghost Mirror in his hand.

"Swoosh!"

When the master and servant met, the first thing the ghost baby did was to take away a trace of the soul from the horse's face, and the 37th spirit was obtained.

After Ma Mian came back, Niu Tou mentioned to him about the hundreds of ghost stories, but the ghost baby did not take the initiative to ask, and they did not dare to ask rashly.

"You must seize the time to recruit ghost soldiers. I already have more than one million spiritual soldiers around me."

After putting away the Hundred Ghost Mirror, the Ghost Infant asked the six Yins to check out the millions of spiritual soldiers he brought back. Their figures were extremely small next to the spiritual soldiers.

"My God, young master, where did you pick up these amazing guys?"

Among the seven figures, the Ghost King's reaction was the most exaggerated. His ugly cheeks looked at the ghost baby, and his stunned look seemed very funny.

"You can pick up a big spirit weapon at will, so how can you do such a good thing?"

The ghost baby then told the story of Netherworld Valley. When the six Yin generals were surprised, they vaguely felt that the strength of the ghost baby and Xiaoxiao had greatly increased. However, now they deliberately suppressed their strength, so it is not easy to be noticed.

"Everything will spread out. You need to continue to expand your troops during this period, and stronger opponents will appear in the future."

They became familiar with millions of spirit soldiers. The ghost infant and Xiaoxiao returned to the capital of the Hades, but the great spirit soldiers brought back were not distributed to the six Yin generals. They were left by the ghost infant and were directly controlled by him in the future.

The ghost baby felt relieved. His current strength reached the sixth level of the Earth Demon King's Skills. The next direction of effort was the peak of the sixth level. If he could reach the seventh level of the Earth Demon King's Skills, the ghost baby would definitely be one of the strongest people in the gods.

A few days later, the ghost baby who came out of seclusion summoned six Yinshen in the conference hall, and seven figures fell to his knees in front of him.

"The troops in each of your Nether Pass have only expanded by 500,000?"

After listening to their report, Guiying frowned. From the end of the Battle of Dark Realm Mountain, the millions of ghost soldiers had not yet recovered. Yin Shuai heard Guiying's words, they were a little nervous. They lowered their heads and didn't know how to defend themselves.

"Well, nine million ghost soldiers are not bad. Let's go back first. Within half a month, I hope the total strength of the six Nether Passes can reach 12 million. Is this difficult?"

Seeing that they were nervous and nervous, Guiying breathed a sigh of relief when she spoke. As for his request, it should be easier to achieve.

"Don't worry, young master, we will increase our respective troops to two million as soon as possible!"

The last horse face and the bull head around him quietly looked at each other, and immediately answered the ghost baby on behalf of the other Yins. The atmosphere finally loosened.

The ghost baby then asked them to get up and leave. The seven Yin coaches walked on the street outside the Temple of the Pluto and started chatting with each other. They were all communicating about their recent recruitment of ghost soldiers.

After they walked out a few steps, they saw rows of large spiritual soldiers coming to change defense on the crisscrossing streets ahead. The tall black armored figures and neat little jogging methods were quite attractive.

"Mamama, the young master brought back these great spirit soldiers. Are you planning to enter the eighteenth level hell?"

Among the few figures, the disheveled Japanese travel couldn't help but ask, and he knew that there were many great Rakshasa in the eighteen levels of hell.

"I don't know this either. Anyway, it will be a matter of time before the young master extends his power to the eighteenth level of hell."

The horse face and the bull head stood together. He carried the steel fork and stared at the rows of great spirit soldiers passing by each other with shocking eyes. He immediately thought of the four-meter tall, ferocious faces, and many great Rakshasa leaders like blade warriors.

ps:   Thanks to the book friends for rewarding the 100 starting points coins for the wilderness and wilderness again. Xia thanked me!
Chapter completed!