After leaving the Netherworld Valley, many figures in the forest flew out. They gathered together and looked at the young man in black robe who suddenly came and took away millions of spiritual soldiers. They didn't know his specific origin. Once these great spiritual soldiers are awakened by someone, they will loyally follow them, so under the leadership of the ghost infant, they follow without hesitation. Under the gaze of pairs of eyes, the ghost baby stood in front on the small back, and the two figures rushed forward. In the eyes of the ghost baby, he began to see a vast and boundless desert. Suddenly, a giant sarcophagus flew towards it and floated in front of the ghost baby in the blink of an eye. The ghost infant immediately raised his arms, and the millions of great spiritual soldiers stopped in unison. "Young Master, the Lord of Sand Burial welcomes you back." On the giant sarcophagus, a short, fat and wretched figure stood up from above. His wretched eyes looked at the ghost baby, revealing a trace of fear. He originally thought that the ghost baby would be in trouble if it entered the Netherworld Valley. "Master Sand Burial, this young master is back, do you know what is behind this?" As soon as these words came out, Lord Sand Burial looked puzzled. Although he had heard about the mystery of Netherworld Valley, he never expected it. So many great spiritual soldiers will be born below the valley. "Reporting to Young Master, these great spiritual soldiers are extremely powerful. Could it be that you brought them from Netherworld Valley?" The Sand Burial Master had a rough guess at the moment and was just waiting for the ghost baby to confirm. "That's right, this Netherworld Valley was an important source of strength for our Hades a long time ago. With these great spiritual soldiers, those great Rakshasa can be suppressed." As the ghost baby spoke, the figure disappeared from its small back, Then appeared on the giant sarcophagus. He approached the body of the Sand Burial Master. The arrogant pressure on his body immediately knocked him to the ground. The fear in the Sand Burial Master's heart surged to an unprecedented level. The ghost baby didn¡¯t want to kill him. But he still felt scared. Then I heard him lying on the sarcophagus and saying: "Young Master, have you become stronger again?" When Guiying heard this, he waved his big hand, and the pressure all over his body disappeared from the Sand Burial Master. Only then could he Move freely. "Master Sand Burial, listen carefully, this Netherworld Valley must be guarded for me. I will come back again." Hearing the instructions from the ghost baby to him. The Sand Burial Master didn't dare to show any disobedience. He nodded repeatedly, and his wretched figure looked quite funny. Guiying did this to deepen the Sand Burial Master's belief in him. This Sand Burial Master was quite cunning in the past to prevent him from becoming rebellious in the future. After staying here for a while, the ghost baby returned to the small back. He led the millions of spiritual soldiers to continue on their way, and soon left this desert. In order to recover their strength, Guiying and the others took a rest in the middle of the desert. This time, there were no evil spirits transformed from fine sand. After that, Guiying and the others successfully flew out of the desert. A large number of figures passed in front of Rakshasa Castle, attracting Rakshasa's private attention. She was in a small pavilion in the middle of a sea of ??black flowers, her eyes looking towards the city gate with joy. She felt the ghost baby's breath. Because there is a dark blue energy shield outside the entire castle, it is impossible for Rakshasa to leave here. She did not come back to her senses until the ghost baby's breath disappeared. "Welcome, young master!" Not long after, the ghost baby arrived at the Ten Underworld Passes. The six Yin Commanders had already gathered in front of the fourth pass of the Underworld. This is located right in front of the main entrance of Pluto City. "Everyone, get up." The ghost baby jumped down from his small back and already took out the Hundred Ghost Guide in his hand. "Whoosh!" When the master and servant met, the first thing the ghost baby did was to take away a trace of the horse's spirit. The thirty-seventh kind of spirit was obtained. After Ma Mian came back, Niutou mentioned the Baiguijian to him, but Guiying didn't ask for it, and they didn't dare to ask rashly. "You must seize the time to recruit ghost soldiers. I already have more than one million spiritual soldiers around me." Putting away the Hundred Ghost Mirror, Guiying asked the six great Yin commanders to check the millions of great spiritual soldiers he had brought back. The spiritual soldiers, their figures were unusually small next to the great spiritual soldiers. "My God, young master, where did you pick up these powerful guys?" Among the seven figures, the Ghost King's reaction was the most exaggerated. His ugly face looked at the Ghost Infant, and his dumbfounded look looked very funny. "How can it be such a good thing to pick up a great spirit soldier casually?" The ghost infant then told the story of the Netherworld Valley. Only when the six great Yin commanders were surprised did they vaguely feel that the ghost infant and the little one were both powerful. There has been a huge rise, but now they are deliberately suppressing their strength, so it is not easy to detect. "Let's all spread out. You need to continue to expand your troops during this period. Stronger opponents will appear in the future." Let them get familiar with it.With millions of great spiritual soldiers, Guiying and Xiaoxiao returned to the Pluto City. However, these great spiritual soldiers they brought back were not distributed to the six great Yin commanders. They were kept by Guiying by his side, and they will be taken care of by him in the future. Take direct control. Now Guiying feels that he can breathe a sigh of relief. His current strength has reached the intermediate level of the sixth level of the Disha King Art. The next direction of his efforts is to reach the peak of the sixth level. If he can reach the seventh level of the Disha King Art, Guiying will definitely be regarded as a god. One of the strongest men in the world. A few days later, the ghost baby who came out of seclusion summoned the six Yin commanders in the meeting hall, and all seven figures knelt down in front of him. "You have only increased the number of troops in each Mingguan by 500,000?" After listening to their report, Guiying frowned. Since the end of the battle at Dark World Mountain, the original tens of millions of ghost soldiers have not been restored. The Yin Shuais who heard Gui Ying's words were a little nervous. They lowered their heads, not knowing how to defend themselves. "Forget it, nine million ghost soldiers is not bad. Let's go back first. Within half a month, I hope that the total strength of the six Ming Pass can reach 12 million. Is this difficult?" The ghost baby saw them nervous and uneasy. , so he let them relax by saying that as for his request, it should be relatively easy to achieve. "Young master, don't worry, we will increase our respective troops to two million in quality and quantity as soon as possible!" The horse face at the end and the ox head next to him quietly looked at each other, and immediately answered Guiying on behalf of the other Yin commanders. The atmosphere finally relaxed. The ghost baby then asked them to get up and leave. The seven handsome men walked on the street outside the Temple of Hades and started chatting with each other. They were all communicating about their recent recruitment of ghost soldiers. And when they walked out a few steps, they saw rows of large spiritual soldiers coming to change defenses on the criss-crossing streets ahead. The tall black-armored figures and neat trots were quite attractive. "Ma Mian, the young master brought back these great spiritual soldiers, are they planning to enter the eighteenth level of hell?" Among the several figures, the disheveled Riyu couldn't help but ask. He knew that there were many great demons in the eighteenth level of hell. brake. "I don't know about this. Anyway, it's only a matter of time before the young master extends his power to the eighteenth level of hell." Ma Mian and Niu Tou stood together. He carried the steel fork and stared at the columns passing each other with shocked eyes. The great spiritual soldier immediately thought of those four-meter-tall great Rakshasa with ferocious faces, teeth and claws, and many great Rakshasa leaders like the Blade Warriors. ps: Thank you to the book friend for another reward of 100 starting coins. Thank you, Xia!