Chapter 151: Luring the Wolf into the House

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As soon as the purple light spiritual power came out, Han Feng sensed the existence of a faint vitality in the Seagod Halberd at that time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½?

Even though that bit of vitality is extremely rare, the crazy brother still recognized it at the first time: this is a real Hongjun vitality, and even from the point of view of the degree of refinement, it is not an exaggeration to call it a trace of Hongjun's vitality!

Why did when I explored the previous "Technology Tree", but there was no hidden Hongjun's primordial in this Seagod Halberd? Even if it is such a loss, it is still the existence that can make Han Feng like a great enemy. After all, the blows and lessons received in the sacred mountain of Kailash that day were so painful that the feeling of the frightened bird was not so pleasant!

The only variable in the middle is that the stone statue is purple fire. Han Feng was on guard, his suspicious eyes fell on Huohuo, and his mind was even more electrified, analyzing all kinds of possibilities.

Before the certification, Huohuo had entered the Seagod Halberd once, could this be the reason why Hongjun Yuanshen appeared? But why didn't it take until the purple light spiritual power came out that the Hongjun Yuan God appeared?

Is the fire making trouble, or is the ghost of Hongjun lingering? Deliberately set up this bureau to light yourself?

But with Hongjun's ability to create the world, if you want to plot a mere Han Feng, I'm afraid you don't need to waste your precious Yuan Shen, right?

Could it be that the so-called seal inside this Seagod Halberd really exists? Han Feng was a little surprised.

The only thing that can be determined now is that it is impossible for Hongjun to waste his precious Yuan Shen to fight Han Feng's ambush, so where did this Silk Yuan Shen come from and how did it appear here?

Han Feng pondered for a while, and his eyes couldn't help but light up:

In the past, Hongjun Yuanshen was divided into three strands, controlling the three worlds of heaven, earth and man. Five hundred years ago, when the heart of the world was born, it was recognized by Jizo, and the Hongjun Yuan God that remained in the underworld was refined, becoming the main composition of the stone tablet of the underworld, in other words, it was just to provide nourishment for the new savior.

Since Hongjun's primordial god is the foundation and characteristic of the underworld, it is not impossible for Jizo to secretly hide some private goods in the process of refining, or simply use Hongjun's primordial god as a confirmation.

After all, in this world, except for Hongjun and Jizo, no one has ever seen Hongjun's primordial god - Han Feng. But Han Feng couldn't avoid that terrifying primordial god, how could he leave such a dangerous opponent for himself?

Hongjun is impossible, Han Feng is even more impossible, and the rest is only Jizo who has this ability. And Atlantis must have been left for Jizo to save the world...... According to this, this silk primordial god can only be sealed in the sea god halberd by Jizo himself. As long as the destined person who cultivates the secret of the underworld finds Atlantis in the future, he will naturally be able to touch the primordial god, complete the certification, and control the supreme power of Atlantis from now on to resist the catastrophe of the world.

As soon as Han Feng thought of this, he no longer had any doubts in his heart. Rest assured and bold to enter the Seagod Halberd with a trace of essence divine thought, and in the blink of an eye, that bit of Hongjun Yuan Shen was easily fused. Before he had time to appreciate this divine soldier in detail, he heard a soft sound on the shrine behind the divine platform, and the entire wall was divided into two and slowly slid to both sides.

This should be the temple of the gods that Huohuo said before.

And strictly speaking, only the gods are the true gods and masters of Atlantis. As for Poseidon, the god of the sea, and his descendants, the Atlas, their status is at best the caretaker of the temple. They, from the day they were created, were destined to be servants of the gods!

It's a pity that the Atlas people, who have been inherited for thousands of years, despite their loyalty and sincerity, could have imagined that in the future, they would open the temple of gods and become the gods of the Lord of Atlantis, but they would be such obscene and cautious guys!

The halberd is in hand, the temple has been opened, and the identity has naturally been determined...... In that case, what is Lao Tzu wasting so much purple light spiritual power for?

Therefore, in less than half a minute, this bad god withdrew all his spiritual power, and the degree of stinginess was really finger-inspiring.

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"Huohuo, now you should be sure that this god is the master of Atlantis and Atlas, right?"

Han Feng smiled and looked at the stone statue Zihuo that had shrunk back into a cluster, and asked lightly:

"From now on, this temple is naturally the dormitory of the main god, and all the other irrelevant settings will be removed."

Huohuo didn't dare to slack off a little, and hurriedly responded:

"Obey the oracle! The advent of the gods is naturally the way it should be. Please respect the gods and young generations, and the subordinates will arrange this. It's just a revelation to the gods, about the Atlas people......"

Han Feng's brows furrowed slightly, and the flame suddenly trembled, and it suddenly became much smaller.

"Tidy up the temple first, as for Atlantis and your clansmen, this god will naturally have arrangements, you go first."

The crazy brother stood tall on the altar, refreshed, smiling and groaning, looking down at the millions of servants at his feet, but there was no trace of contempt and hatred, but his face was full of compassion and concern, overflowing with words, no matter from which point of view, it was a proper image of a god, and it was tall and noble.

As for the mind that is secretly turning, no one can guess......

The deity wants to use the temple as a dormitory, and the superfluous things should naturally be removed. I don't know how the Atlas people manipulated, they immediately sank the idol of Poseidon and his wife into the temple underground, and quickly cleaned and wiped it, under the hands of millions of servants who had cultivated deeply, in just a few minutes, the temple was completely renewed, under the strong light of the holy light stone, it was really brilliant, simple and solemn, plus it was extremely large, not to mention that it was used as a dormitory, that is, it was transformed into a giant city, which was more than enough!

The Venerable God has just ascended to the throne, the temple has just opened, and there must be a lot of things to deal with. The wish of the fire and all the Atlas people is very simple, that is, the great gods can give the Atlas the ability to procreate, so that the once glorious Atlantis can continue forever.

It's just that as a believer and servant of God, he would never dare to take the initiative to make a request, let alone a newly appointed god?

All the Atlas people prostrate on the ground, with devout faith and infinite anticipation, waiting for God's gift.

Eagerness, excitement, anticipation and apprehension surround the heart of every Atlas person.

More than 12,000 years have passed, and the clansmen have gradually withered from 12 million to barely one million now, and this is because the ancestral gods have passed down the cultivation method, which can greatly extend the life span of the clansmen, so that Atlas has not been wiped out. But even so, it is not an immortal god, and how long the Atlas can survive without a successor is indeed a question.

Thankfully, before they were completely dead, the gods finally descended on Atlantis, and the Atlas people saw hope - the hope of the continuation of the tribal bloodline!

However, will the omnipotent gods give the Atlas a chance to survive?

The temple was shining brightly, and there was laughter and laughter on the altar. There was silence in the audience. Before receiving the permission of the gods, no one dared to look up, let alone speak.

The temple has been opened, in fact, it is just a new shrine, and there is a statue of a god depicted in it, which looks strange and weird, anyway, the crazy brother doesn't like it very much:

That's it? Your sister, God? That's what you look like! Your whole family looks like this!

It's just that he has just arrived, the foundation is not stable, and there are still a lot of secrets that are not clear, no matter how dissatisfied the crazy brother is, he can only endure it now, focusing on the overall situation.

Isn't buddy a person who focuses on the big picture?

Ha!

After the statue of Poseidon and his wife and many related decorations, Han Feng felt that this temple was finally much more pleasing to the eye, and he was finally in the mood to deal with affairs and fulfill his duties as the master.

"Before the arrival of this god, what kind of concealment did the Atlas use to conceal it? Can you still escape the detection of this god's divine thoughts? ā€

"The Atlas tribe is all strong, full of qi and blood, and there is no abnormality, how can they recover their fertility?"

"After this god controls Atlantis, can the ancestral god have an oracle to arrange what happens after this god is in place?"

"Huohuo, as an elder, but you have always been in that stone statue, who is in charge of things in Atlantis?"

"And the fire......"

This guy asks whatever he thinks, and he doesn't care if Huohuo is ready to answer immediately, in short, he just keeps asking questions, as if he is afraid that Huohuo will have time to answer questions, which is really weird.

Li Qiuhan glanced at Han Feng and shook his head secretly, not knowing what was crazy about this thing. However, people have just become the owner of this place, so they naturally want to save some face, so they don't bother to ask.

Hu Xian'er and Hu Ximei, the two demon emperors, had completely fallen asleep, Zhao Feifei and the other three sisters whispered something while snickering at their husband's back, and they didn't know how many poisonous schemes they had discussed, so as to severely hit this man's empty limelight.

Ulan Balsi is the only one who is very laid-back.

In fact, all of them were idle. As a backstage staff, since the Han Feng at the front desk has been fully handled, the rest is naturally to share the spoils...... Ah no, it's for benefits...... Uh, no, it should be called taking advantage, right?

That's what it is, anyway. The slogan of "Han's cottage, robbing the world" is not really just used to practice his voice!

I came, I occupied; If I like it, I'll take it; I fancy it, don't rob it; I want to go, do you dare to stay?

This is the essence of the Han family's approach to things - especially towards ancient tombs, treasures and legends.

Strictly speaking, these should all be regarded as ownerless things, and some even only exist in the illusion, so the gang of thieves in the "Han Family Cottage" grabbed it so peacefully, and there was no psychological pressure at all.

The current Atlantis, that is, the legendary wealth of the unparalleled Western Continent, has become the Han family's own land, and they can take whatever they want, and if they don't start, when will they wait?

Probably because of the black ink closer, Ulan Balsi looked left and right, and immediately stretched out his hand to Han Feng:

"That harpoon seems to be very good, show me, how much scrap iron can you sell?"