National-level forces have always been determined and acted upon in everything.

For example, before China went to Zifu Immortal Island on a large scale, the northwest had already launched a rocket into the universe without knowing it.

The launch vehicle, carrying the spacecraft and a group of astronauts, flew towards the back of the moon, the World Tree without any news media exposure.

In China, it has been predicted that the six ghost kings will not be able to miss the sword fairy’s land as a prison, so they decisively sent the spaceship to Hades’ Underworld.

This is also impossible. With the current communication level of the earth, radio signals cannot reach the edge of the solar system at all, let alone transmitting radio signals to the inside of the world tree.

Under the distance limit of the sky, communication is basically entirely dependent on shouting.

The orders on Earth have to be passed on at the cost of a spacecraft.

I have to say that in just a few words, it can be regarded as a thousand words!

On Pluto, when Stardust Sword Immortal was painted as a prison, all the extraordinary Chinese people gathered together, including the Buddhist ghosts led by Jin Qiaojue.

"You mean, now there are six ghost kings in the East China Sea and they cannot return to the underworld in a short period of time?"

Looking at the Qianlong team member who had just arrived in Hades' Underworld, Wang Hu did not question whether he was lying to himself. After all, the Qianlong organization is too sophisticated.

Under such circumstances, Wang Hu's eyes flashed immediately after hearing such good news.

Although it was a great regret for Wang Hu, a warrior trapped at the peak of level 3, as a public servant, Wang Hu knew that compared with his personal interests, the underworld, the opportunity to change the international status of China is really important.

Faced with such an opportunity, Wang Hu's brain started to work quickly. After a moment, Wang Hu looked at everyone with a determined look:

"Everyone, prepare to go to the underworld."

"Master Jin Qiaojue, the underworld and his ranks, you are the main force. I will confirm with you in the last time. Are you sure that you have left the seeds of Buddhism in the underworld?"

Jin Qiaojue looked at Wang Hu, clasped his hands together, and corrected with a serious face:

"Wang Hu donor, the seeds of Buddhism were not planted by the poor monks, but existed in themselves."

"Among the six great ghost kings, many ghost kings acted against each other and showed that ghosts were grass mustards. Our Buddhist sect saved all sentient beings and guided them to the other shore. This is exactly what these ghosts needed."

Wang Hu stared at Jin Qiaojue, who was shrouded in the golden Buddha light, and seemed a little transparent, while Jin Qiaojue treated him calmly with a calm and profound gaze.

After a moment, Wang Hu nodded and waved his hand:

"Then listen to my orders, everyone will adjust on the spot for ten minutes."

"After ten minutes, everyone followed me to the underworld except for the necessary personnel to guard the base and the spacecraft!"

...

Ten minutes later, under the gesture of Wang Hu's eyes, Jin Qiaojue took out the token from the underworld, and all the Buddhist ghosts injected their power into the token. Suddenly, the heavy clouds in the sky surged up a gloomy force acting on everyone.

Jin Qiao felt that he was in charge of the token and had a certain understanding of the token. He felt that the power in the dark began to come. He quickly reminded everyone:

"Let go of resistance and obey this force."

Wang Hu and a group of Chaofans heard this and quickly let go of their subconscious resistance.

As the power became stronger and stronger, everyone began to be wrapped in that power and turned into a ray of light and flew towards the sky.

Wang Hu, who was lost by a mysterious force, had all five senses, but was still thinking, felt in his heart:

"Why does this feel...is similar to the power of the World Tree?"

"Is it because the former owner of the underworld mansion has figured out how to use the power of the world tree?"

"Or the connection between the underworld and the earth is actually relying on the power of the World Tree?"

As soon as this thought arose, Wang Hu felt his five senses recover instantly.

Out of the instinct of a warrior, Wang Hu subconsciously became alert.

I saw Jin Qiaojue and all the extraordinary people were by my side, but at this moment, I was in a wasteland covered with black weeds. Not far away, a majestic city appeared and disappeared.

"Who?"

"There is an invader, take it!"

"Go and notify the general!"

Before Wang Hu could get further information, there were bursts of commotion coming from around him.

Looking around, there are a large number of ghosts in the black weeds.

A large part of these ghosts were wearing clothes from their lifetimes, but a considerable part of them were wearing ancient armor, exuding a cold and solemn atmosphere.

The most important thing is that the number of these ghost soldiers and ghost souls is much more than that of humans who finally came to the universe.

Almost the first time the ghost soldiers reported it, a large number of ghosts surrounded Wang Hu and others.

Wang Hu made a move, and the warrior's aura was released without reservation. His whole body exuded a cold murderous intent like an evil ghost in hell.

The Seven Killings Sutra, the ultimate method of killing in martial arts!

Such a method is enough to shock the vast majority of ghosts.

The reason is very simple. The underworld has limited resources and so many ghosts, which is not enough to support the birth of too many third-level ghosts.

Once a third-level ghost is born, which one is not the right-hand man of the six ghost kings, and will come here to pick spiritual herbs in person? Obviously it is impossible.

Under such circumstances, once Wang Hu's powerful aura at the peak of level three is released, the ghosts who were originally showing murderous intent will become hesitant.

If you live again, no one wants to lose his soul.

Compared with the regular army of the imperial court, the underworld's underworld's ghost soldiers are undoubtedly a group of mobs.

The Ghost King is present and the Absent are completely different manifestations.

Seeing Wang Hu successfully shocking a large number of ghosts, Jin Qiaojue's golden Buddha light shone on his body, making him look like a Buddha.

"I am a monk Jin Qiaojue, donors are fine."

"I see that all donors are suffering, and all thoughts and enlightenment are not free."

"I have three volumes of Buddhism, and I would like to share it with you donors."

"Hell is not empty, I vow not to become a Buddha."

The soft light calmed all the ghosts from the bottom of their hearts, and under the Buddhist sect, Jin Qiaojue's voice was filled with a convincing and calm power.

Or... that is a kind of deception power.

Jin Qiaojue, the essence of the ghost, sat cross-legged in the void, and the golden lotus bloomed under his seat. All the ghosts of Lingyin Temple also sat cross-legged and recited the scriptures that had been modified by Lingyin Temple with Jin Qiaojue.

The soft golden light spread rapidly, and when she was in the Buddha's light, all the ghosts gradually calmed down, and a smile appeared on her face.

They... just converted under Jin Qiaojue's scriptures!

Of course, the part of the conversion is just a part of the ghosts present.

As Jin Qiaojue said, some people are oppressed and long for redemption in their hearts, so they can convert.

But some people think it’s good to be with the Ghost King. Even if your scriptures are so scattered, you won’t be able to convert these ghosts in a short time.

However, some of them were able to convert to Jin Qiaojue, and Jin Qiaojue was already very satisfied.

Surrounded by the golden Buddha light, Jin Qiaojue seemed to be the only light in the underworld. He looked at the ghosts who converted to Buddhism with kindness and said softly:

"You were depressed and unsuccessful during your lifetime, and were oppressed by the Ghost King after your death. Now you are converted to my Buddha. My Buddha is compassionate and should be given the Dharma to the Buddha."

"However... my Buddhist disciples should save all living beings."

"I heard that there are more creatures in the city that need Buddha to save, but are there any disciples willing to join me in the city?"

The city that Jin Qiaojue refers to is not the city of a miserable woman, but the city of a student.

Because in Jin Qiaojue's opinion, the miserable girl has a good control over her subordinates, and the income she earns will definitely be inferior to that of the students if she loses her city.

And where are the students?

Because of the students' personality and skills, there is bloody oppression, despair and fear.

Under such circumstances, the power and doctrine of Buddhism are enough for Jin Qiaojue to operate this city.

The believers who converted were filled with light at this moment, and they were definitely not as delicate as Jin Qiaojue. However, after hearing that Jin Qiaojue was going to save the city, they all made pious echoes.

"We are willing to follow the master to save all living beings."

When Jin Qiaojue heard this, he nodded with satisfaction, ignored the ghosts who had already begun to escape, but instead gave a wink at Wang Hu.

Wang Hu knew it, dissipated his powerful aura, arranged all the extraordinary people with tactical actions, mixed into those ghosts, and headed towards the city built by students.

So, you can see such a scene from the sky.

With Jin Qiaojue as the center, a large number of monk soldiers arched him in the shape of a lotus, and the golden Buddha light was as sacred as the golden lotus moving on the earth.

Following the guidance of Jinlian, the ghosts who originally belonged to the bottom of the underworld looked pious and sacred.

Among those ghosts, extraordinary people from the Earth China carefully observed every ghost.

The first force has been taken down!

...

As they walked along the way, these people soon came to the city controlled by the students. Looking at the towering wall, Wang Hu narrowed his eyes.

After confirming that the ghost on his side would not turn against him, Wang Hu quietly left the crowd and touched under the city wall after an offensive tactical move.
To be continued...