After thinking about it for a moment, I quickly came up with the saying that it is constantly consumed and restored, and the more you use it, the purer it becomes.

Shi Zhongkui was still impatient now. He crossed his legs, closed his eyes and began to meditate seriously.

When 30% of the mana was borrowed, he took out the spirit wine directly from the space warehouse. With a thought in his heart, the wine appeared in his mouth and he swallowed it.

Because Shi Zhongkui got the benefit, he naturally kept lending magic power to Yan Chixia.

As a result, the old man secretly thought that Shi Zhongkui's magic power was vast, but at the same time he began to worry that if he borrowed it again, he would not be able to borrow it again.

Only half an hour passed, and Yan Chixia didn't even know how many warriors she had killed, when she suddenly discovered that the borrowed mana was actually more powerful and more powerful.

While he was overjoyed, he immediately mistakenly thought that the mana Shi Zhongkui lent him before was just a casual reward from him.

I couldn't help but get more and more excited as I played.

But three or five times later, when I once again used blood as a medium to draw a palm thunder charm on my palm, I suddenly found myself feeling a little dizzy.

Holding back the dizzy feeling, the Yin soldiers dealt a powerful blow to the countless imps around them.

After clearing a large area around him, he frowned and wondered why.

He soon thought that he might have used blood as a guide to cast spells too many times, and he felt fainting due to some blood loss.

Infinite Heavenly Lord.

In the past, if I borrowed it a few times, I would run out of mana.

There will always be regrets about not having enough fun.

But now something has happened. It's not that I can't borrow it, but if I borrow it again, I will lose too much blood and damage the root.

Yan Chixia hurriedly shouted to the Tuanxiang Lion, who was wielding a long knife and slashing and killing everywhere, "Sir, move quickly, the trail can't hold any longer."

Tuan Xiangshi laughed and said without caring, "You go back first, I haven't killed enough yet."

Yan Chixia had no choice but to draw out the Xuanyuan Sword, fly with the long sword, and run towards the passage between Yin and Yang.

The old demon from Black Mountain didn't care about him as a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator.

Anyway, there is nothing to gain, so it is better to let the Yin soldiers and ghost soldiers continue to surround Tuan Xiangshi and consume his strength.

As soon as Yan Chixia stopped to borrow magic power, Shi Zhongkui felt it.

Moreover, he prayed to himself for support in his heart. Shi Zhongkui thought about it and decided to let him lure out some imps for him to kill.

After a while, Yan Chixia hurriedly rushed out of the passage between Yin and Yang, and was about to warn Shi Zhongkui.

After running a few steps, I suddenly realized that I was in a huge light mask.

When he was wondering, several ghost soldiers who chased him out were burned to death by the sudden flames before they could swing their swords at Yan Chixia.

Instantly, a message of 1220 came from the merit column in the space farm.

Shi Zhongkui was overjoyed and shouted to Yan Chixia, "Open that passage wider. I will kill these rebellious people for the underworld today."

If we don't say so, then the wanton killing of Yin soldiers and ghost soldiers will inevitably be suspected of indiscriminate killing.

But with this excuse, no matter how many people Shi Zhongkui killed, it would only be for the underworld to suppress the rebellion.

If a goddess like the Holy Mother jumps out to accuse you, and says, "You are raising a tiger to create trouble," or "You are raising a thief to respect yourself, and you have ulterior motives," just wait and talk back.

Yan Chixia, who wanted to give some advice, gave up after thinking about it for a moment.

Although the underworld is under the control of the Ten Palaces of Yama, there are too many ghosts who are disobedient to the control.

Since there are disputes, it is inevitable that there will be resisters.

And with the first one, whether he is for justice or for personal gain, even if he is wiped out by the underworld, the second and third ones will inevitably appear as time goes by.

As time goes by, there will always be a ghost king. The demon king will find a remote place to occupy the mountain and become the king. Gradually, various separatist forces will appear that give the underworld a headache.

Those who want to overthrow the underworld are naturally targets for severe attack.

But those forces that live on their own behind closed doors and still make offerings from time to time can naturally continue to exist.

And to put it bluntly, maybe the underworld also hopes that these forces will fight from time to time to consume the overcrowded ghosts.

As Yan Chixia slashed the Yin-Yang passage even wider with her sword, a dozen ghost soldiers wearing armor and holding swords rushed out in an instant.

Unfortunately, within seconds of these people rushing out, they were completely burned by the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Barrier.

With more than two hundred merit points in hand, Shi Zhongkui poured 100 merit points into the Kowloon Divine Fire Barrier.

I burned hundreds of them to death and got 2,000 or 3,000 merit points.

With twenty or thirty times the income, Shi Zhongkui naturally doesn't care about the investment.

And as time goes by, the more merit is injected into the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Barrier, the treasure begins to glow with a golden light of merit.

Shi Zhongkui's enthusiasm became even higher now.

After receiving 20,000 or 30,000 merits, the ghost soldiers chasing Yan Chixia stopped rushing out.

Shi Zhongkui didn't dare to rush out even though they were all burned to death.

He shouted to Yan Chixia, "Go and call Tuan Xiangshi back to me."

Yan Chixia looked at the two sticks of incense, but she didn't know that Shi Zhongkui used a lion as a lure to lure out all the ghost soldiers and generals who besieged him.

Holding on to the compassion in his heart, he packed up his equipment and rushed into the underworld again.

Immediately, he saw countless ghost soldiers surrounding him at the other end of the passage.

Yan Chixia panicked, and shouted to the Tuan Xiangshi, who had lost sight of her figure, in the direction of the previous battle, "Sir, please return quickly for reinforcements."

After shouting three times in a row, some ghost soldiers could not help but rush over, waving their swords.

Yan Chixia didn't even think about taking action this time, so she turned around and ran away.

After returning to the earth, he didn't forget to leave the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Barrier. Instead, he ran out more than ten meters and pretended to be on guard with his sword to attract the ghost soldiers.

If the thousands of ghost soldiers who were burned to death before were still a dozen or two dozen who rushed out together, then now there are a large number of ghosts in the fifties, sixties, eighties and nineties, crying and screaming, wanting to rush into the underworld and harvest mortals.

soul to strengthen yourself.

It's a pity that no matter how many people come, it will be useless if they encounter the Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Shield that can burn even the Golden Immortal.

Not to mention that Shi Zhongkui has been using merit as fuel to maintain the total amount of spiritual energy in this baby.

In case the old demon from Black Mountain appears, but there is not enough samadhi true fire to burn him to death.

After a while, the elephant lion revealed its body as tall as an elephant and rushed into the world like a wild bull.

A thought from Shi Zhongkui's mind was teleported to the Royal Horse Prison. After it was transmitted back, the number of ghost soldiers who rushed out after him was even greater.

He killed a thousand people with just half a stick of incense, and after receiving 30,000 merit points, Shi Zhongkui simply injected 10,000 merit points into the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Shield at once.

The golden light emitted from this treasure instantly made even Shi Zhongkui feel a little dazzling.

The Lion and Camel King and others were even stung by the golden light of merit, and their whole bodies were covered in black smoke.

Needless to say, the sins committed by these seven brothers are not small.
Chapter completed!