The dark ghost was dissipated by the holy light, and the black skin of the whole body began to gradually turn white as the resentment subsided, but after a while, the ghost had already returned to its normal appearance, with good facial features and a groom's dress, so not majestic.

I saw that the ghost returned to its original appearance, bowed to the void, and expressed his gratitude to the greatness, and then the entire illusory body began to slowly disperse, and zuihou did not leave at all.

This is the soul returning to its origin, being absorbed by the origin, and there is no such person again. The universe is so cruel, the law of the jungle is not only in the primitive society of the earth, but exists in the entire universe, and the law of the jungle is also a driving force for the progress of civilization.

"This is the so-called impermanence of fate, the tragedy where everything is planned by fate. May my god save Shijie from all suffering, and I will spread your teachings and beliefs to all parts of Shijie. Lingling prayed, his hands drawing a balance on his chest, but his eyes revealed faith that was not shaken by Shijie's everything.

"Thank you for the gift of my lord!" The spirit bowed respectfully towards the void.

The mighty will shook with satisfaction for a moment, and then slowly receded, and the sky full of holy flowers and holy songs disappeared one after another, and the zuihou disappeared completely as the supreme will completely retreated.

The next moment she turned and jumped, and landed in front of the villagers who were still praying but looked terrified, although they were praying and were very religious, but there was inevitably fear and awe of the unknown in their hearts.

"Our God is merciful, and gives you new life and salvation from fear and darkness. Will you give your faith in return? Lingling asked softly, with a hint of holy majesty in his eyes.

The villagers kneeling on the dirt looked at each other, and then nodded affirmatively, "We are willing to give our humble faith, thank our god for his kindness, thank you...... Your Excellency's help! The villagers bowed in low voices, bowed with their hands, and bowed their heads in gratitude in reverent thanks as they usually thought they would worship the gods.

"The church of our God's 'Temple of Destiny', if there is something to do, go for help, the Lord will not watch his followers being persecuted." After Ling Ling finished speaking, he left a holy book that he carried with him, and disappeared in front of the villagers in a blink of an eye.

After a while, the villagers got up when they saw that the little girl had not returned for a long time.

"Village Chief, do we really want to believe in that god horse? In case the other party is ......" A villager cautiously said his thoughts, his worry was necessary, because they didn't know anything about the gods in the other party's mouth, and even the names were the first time they had heard of them.

The village chief was a gray-bearded old man who was over the age of six, he turned his head and glared at the villager who asked the question, and said righteously: "Don't talk about faith, even if we want our lives, I don't think the other party needs to move a finger, just a glance is enough, where is there such trouble, not to mention that we have been haunted by that powerful ghost, and it will be Huangquan in a few days, if there is no one who exists, is there still a conversation between you and me?" ”

The prestige of the village chief in the village is very high, and what he says is undoubtedly the most authoritative, and the truth of what he said is very profound, which makes everyone shut their mouths.

"Next, let's raise money to build a small temple dedicated to the god Tuluo, to show our devout faith, what else can such a powerful existence be if it is not a god?"

No one questioned the words of the village chief.

……

The idol space, unlike in the past, the power of faith that converges into a river flows in the idol air, and the milky white power of faith forms a mist that slowly floats towards the sky, and a crystal clear crystal in the center of the idol air emits energy like the sun, supporting the entire idol space.

The statue space has expanded to 3,000 square meters, 800 square meters high, and at a glance it looks like a huge football field.

Suddenly, the calm idol space boiled, and the milky white power of faith quickly swirled, turning into mist and heading away into the air, forming countless lifelike elves, these elves were dancing and singing, since they made a melodious song, this is a hymn, a song in praise of the great gods.

"Praise be to your great Lord, who is the master of destiny and the supreme deity. Great Lord! Humble me, I dedicate my faith to you and ask for your protection. Praise be to Thy great Lord, Thy merciful grace to countless believers......"

At this moment, a mighty will returned from a distant land, and the entire idol space boiled again, reaching its peak.

The mighty supreme will went towards the godhead in the center of the space, Zuihou completely sank into it, and then the entire godlike space returned to calm, and all the strange scenes disappeared, only the power of faith that was still falling proved what had just happened.

"The first saint was finally born, but what I didn't expect was that the other party would be a seven-year-old girl." Zhang Xiaojian's main soul is gradually awakening.

Among the countless threads of faith connected to the Godhead, two were particularly conspicuous, one of them was very thick, milky white with gold in it, and the other one, although it did not seem to be thick, was transforming into pure gold, conveying the power of faith that was so pure that it was terrifying.

This is the thread of faith of the saint, and when the thread of faith is completely transformed into pure gold, then it means that the other party has become a saint, and the essence of the soul is synchronized with the gods.

And the other thick thread of faith with a little bit of gold is the church's dazzling pastor Lei Luo, the golden color means that this believer is also changing towards a saint, and he may become a saint in the next moment, or he may not succeed in his life.

After obtaining these two huge forces of faith, the godhead roared and released a thousand zhang of golden light, which rushed straight above the statue space, impacting the space barrier, and spreading towards the entire statue space, spreading around the water surface like water waves.

At this moment, all believers in the Church received an oracle, which was transmitted directly to the minds of believers through the thread of faith.

Pray, my god needs faith, a lot of faith.

It is the oracle that all believers believe in requires their faith in the gods they believe in. All believers put down their fingers, prayed, prayed to the God they believed in, and offered their faith to provide a great deal of faith power.

The sudden sight of H City surprised everyone, because they suddenly found that the people walking beside them, their friends, teachers and students, etc., suddenly knelt on the ground, inexplicably thinking and thinking, like a devout believer.

The vast power of faith converged into a river and submerged into a mysterious space.

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