Chapter 6

Under a lonely cliff, Chen Ming watched bage lead his Yin soldiers to press several ghosts forward, waved his hand, and a few purified lights escaped.

The light was pure, with a trace of vitality and a bit overbearing, flying to the forehead of the soul.

Then, with several muffled roars, they looked confused like the Yin soldiers before, and still fell into memories.

However, this time, Chen Ming did not take the initiative to wake them up, but allowed them to awaken themselves. At the same time, he had God in his eyes and looked at their heads.

Below, the evil spirits that can be brought up by Bagh and them are induced by their divine brand in their body. The natural life grid is perfect.

In fact, Chen Ming didn't have much hope for them. Along the way, he had experienced such a process many times, but there were few results. The highest was bage who met for the first time. This man was white and complete. Although he didn't bring red, he was not far away.

This probability is completely beyond Chen Ming's imagination. Now I think it's lucky to have a kuruba with gold in his tribe.

"EH." Chen Ming was surprised. In front, a thin old man with a solid soul closed his eyes.

The old man looked very ordinary, and the combat power of his soul was also very ordinary, which looked ordinary. But his life style is by no means ordinary. His life is red. Among the people Chen Ming sees these days, it is only under the kuruba of his tribe. Moreover, when this person died, his life was still intertwined with a trace of Qi. Although it was weak, it was rare here. It means that this person was at least a high-level person before his death, and he still had a trace of Qi to protect his body after his death.

Chen Ming remained calm and did not show any abnormality. Up to now, this degree is nothing to him. At best, it's just a little surprised.

He waited in place for a while, waiting for several people across the street to fully awaken.

Opposite, several people gradually realized, and then looked at bage and others standing beside them. They slowly knelt down and worshipped. The old man was also among them, inconspicuous.

Chen Ming looked at the scene and was speechless. The aborigines here have little knowledge and have not yet been civilized. They kowtow and worship the gods.

"If the earth ancients come, at least they can add a few words," he thought, with some bad taste.

"Would you like to sit under my seat," he said faintly.

Hearing this, he hurriedly said, "we are willing, we are willing."

Chen Ming nodded and had a headache.

Because there are not only young men, but also women and the elderly among the several souls opposite.

Before that, because all he met were young soldiers, he had not thought about this problem. He could directly convert them into Yin soldiers.

But now, he has to face the problem, what about the old and the weak.

Abandonment is impossible. Any living creature, even if it has died, as long as it has not lost its soul and the true spirit still exists, has the ability to influence the direction of the source force. It is useless for ordinary people, but for him, a God with divine personality, this is food. What's more, it doesn't hurt for Chen Ming to abandon these people. But in the future, when his followers die of old age, they will still face this problem.

Originally, if he had accumulated rich gods, he would have his own kingdom to settle down, but now, for Chen Ming, who is almost poor, let alone the kingdom of God, even the realm of God is small.

He looked back silently and looked north.

That's where his tribe is. In the dark, Chen Ming saw an ancient tree with towering leaves and clear light.

"Settle in the realm of God for a while," he sighed in his heart.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the spirit in his body moved gently and received several people.

The inner part of the divine lattice has its own space and can accommodate the divine soul, but there is a dead silence in it. Over time, it is enough to drive anyone crazy.

Chen Ming's mind moved, and the forbidden force in the divine cell started to seal the souls. In this way, on the one hand, the problem of accommodation is solved. On the other hand, the soul is sleeping inside the divine lattice, and its loss can be minimized.

Then he moved, and a magic mark flew towards several people and tied up several pairs of armor. When Bagh saw this, he came forward and took them down.

Finally, only the red old man was left on the field.

Chen Ming looked at the old man calmly and said, "would you like to believe in me and become my sacrifice?"

Opposite, the old man waited nervously. After hearing this sentence, he immediately shouted, "I do."

Seeing this, Chen Ming nodded, and then a drop of condensed divine power flew to each other.

This divine power is different from ordinary. Even if it looks bright and powerful, it can not change its essence. And this magical power doesn't seem to be much. But in fact, if the energy contained in it is released, it will be enough to transform dozens of Yin soldiers. Now all of it has been condensed into a little.

The drop of divine power contaminated each other's soul body, and then amazing things began to happen.

I saw that the old and weak soul of the old man changed, and a strong and amazing vitality burst out, washing his soul thousands of times in a moment.

Then, in the amazing eyes of Bagh and others, he changed slowly from an old man to a young man. Finally, he became a strong and powerful middle-aged man.

Opposite, he stood up and looked at a layer of sacrificial robes covered all over, and felt like sublimation. At the same time, information kept coming from the depths of the soul, making him seem to know something. He went up and knelt down and said excitedly, "Lars, thank you for the gift of my God."

For a moment, a soul was rejuvenated and even completely extraordinary. Chen Ming sighed silently in his heart, some flesh hurt.

The total amount of that drop of divine power is more than the total amount of divine power he has obtained in the past ten days. There is even something beyond his divinity. At present, there are only dozens of drops of divine power, which is dropping down at once.

"And these souls need to be brought to the divine realm as soon as possible." he looked at Bagh and thought silently in his heart.

In fact, the maintenance of Yin soldiers does not need additional strength support. After being washed by the radiance of the gods, the souls of the gods themselves will be transformed into another form different from the normal soul body, which is similar to but different from the soul body. The strength needed to maintain its survival can also be maintained by its instinct to absorb external energy.

However, the black fog shrouded in the world made him have to add a layer of divine power to the Yin soldiers to keep them from being eroded by the outside world. Therefore, there is naturally an extra expenditure.

In the divine realm, in their own home, there is the power of the field. Although the cost is still there, it will be greatly reduced.

He looked at rages, who knelt down to him on the opposite side. After his transformation, he not only eliminated the weakness of his soul and body. At the same time, the spirit body of the whole body showed a kind of crystal light.

He nodded, thought it was worth it, and then said, "get up."

"Yes." opposite, rages answered in a white sacrificial robe.

"How did you die?" after a while, Chen Ming asked again.

On the other side, when he asked this, rages said with a trace of sadness in his eyes: "a few days ago, a group of demonized wolves came from the South and attacked several tribes nearby."

"They don't eat corpses, but they are keen to kill and play. Whenever they find a tribe, they will raid at night. They are powerful and ferocious. Once they break a tribe, they will be slaughtered."

Thinking about this, he flashed a heavy light in his eyes, but continued: "before being slaughtered, my tribe originally planned to gather everyone and move north, but when we contacted the surrounding tribes and agreed to go north together, we were raided by magic wolves, and the whole tribe was slaughtered."

Chen Ming nodded, which was just as he thought.

Then, after a while, he said, "go north? Why go north instead of going in other directions?"

"In the north, there is a tribe named Yasu," he said, with some memories, and then said, "all tribes around here will be connected with each other. Our tribe received news not long ago that the ancient tree totem of Yasu tribe was restored a few months ago. Therefore, we decided to move to the north and seek each other's protection."

"Ancient trees?" Chen Ming was stunned. He vaguely felt familiar. After a while, he remembered that Yasu was the name of the tribe where he lived.

Suddenly, he was a little confused. When did he also have this influence and let people take the initiative to go?

However, he just thought like this, shook his head, and asked, "do you know the location of the other tribes slaughtered by wolves around here?"

"Yes," rages said, looking calm.

Seeing this, Chen Ming nodded, "lead the way."

Then, with rages leading the way, the speed of collecting Yin soldiers was greatly accelerated. In the end, when Chen Ming came to a tribe next to the stream, there were hundreds of Yin soldiers behind him. They had gone through a war and were full of iron and blood.

Among them, the strongest, such as Gree, almost solidified into essence through continuous fighting.

Chen Ming, as usual, commanded hundreds of his men. By constantly nibbling and stabbing forward, he scattered a group of evil spirits in the opposite direction step by step.

The overall strength of Yin soldiers, through constant fighting and swallowing, has reached several levels compared with before. Plus, the sacrifice of rags.

After being baptized by the divine power, like Chen Ming's grama in the Assyrian tribe, he secretly established some contact with Chen Ming, and thus realized several divine arts with his own qualifications. Released at this time, the effect is also very good.

Looking at the battle below, the outcome of an overwhelming battle is about to be announced. However, at the last moment to win.

A strange feeling came to my mind. Subconsciously, Chen Ming looks at a neglected corner of the battlefield.

There, there is a touch of black.