Looking at the Rakshasa Temple in front of him, Wang Feng felt an inexplicable touch in his heart.

He could feel that that special power, which was somewhat repulsive to his aura, but it was somewhat similar to the dark angel martial soul in the sea of knowledge.

Especially when looking at the Rakshasa statue, Wang Feng faintly felt that the Dark Angel Martial Spirit was a little throbbing, but it was a little disdainful.

Very strange thoughts.

'A martial spirit, how could he give me this thought?' ’

Wang Feng felt quite strange in his heart.

Although there is only one statue of the Rakshasa God, the dark angel martial soul is only a martial soul.

Could it be that the grade of this martial soul is even higher than this rakshasa?

Wang Feng thought in his heart, or rather, the god represented by this dark angel martial spirit? But Wang Feng didn't remember any gods like the Dark Angel.

seemed to be waiting for Wang Feng to answer, and Luo You was not in a hurry.

Bibi Dong is not in a hurry.

"Sure."

Wang Feng didn't think much about it, since he came here, this trial assessment.

It doesn't matter if the reward is rewarded or not, the main thing is that Wang Feng wants to experience the power of the gods, or what the trial is like.

Hearing this, Ghost Douluo nodded, and he walked out and walked to the door of the Rakshasa Temple, pressing his palm against the door.

A halo of light bloomed from the position in the palm of his hand, and every trace of the door moved, revealing a trace of a gap.

Then, the door opened, revealing a glimmer of light.

This gate is extremely large, at least nearly ten meters high, the door frame is depicted with many creatures that look like people and non-humans, like beasts and not beasts, which looks quite ancient, and there are also several Moro people's appearances, engraved on the door frame.

And Ghost Douluo is also one of them.

The moment he pressed the door, the pattern of Ghost Douluo on the door frame also lit up.

Wang Feng knows all those patterns.

When he came, Ghost Douluo said that the most powerful clansman of the Moro clan, called King Moro, was the divine servant who guarded the Rakshasa God, and he was stronger than his Ghost Douluo, and he had been guarding the Rakshasa Secret Realm for many years.

The rest are the Title Douluo powerhouses of the Moro clan.

Only the Moro people on the door frame are qualified to open this Rakshasa temple.

Normally, the outside humans who come here, they will not easily open this temple to each other. It often takes a period of time to prove that they are qualified and capable of participating in the test before opening the Rakshasa Temple.

Wang Feng is more special, it is Bibi Dong who directly opened the back door for him.

You don't need those tests to go straight to the temple and take part in the trials.

When the door opened, there was a dark curtain of light, exuding circles of lines. Can't see the world inside.

It looks mysterious and weird.

"Let's go inside."

Bibi Dong said lightly.

She also had to enter the temple for trials, although the content of some trials was different, but some of the trials were in the temple.

Some are other conditions.

But the premise is to have the qualifications for the assessment. That is, to enter this temple.

If you enter, it means that you have the qualifications to take the test.

Wang Feng nodded, and followed Bibi Dong into the temple, and Ghost Douluo was also among them.

That layer of light curtain was similar to a special rule, the moment Wang Feng crossed the light curtain and entered the temple, he felt that his many powers seemed to have an extra layer of locks, and some of them seemed to be sealed.

Martial souls, soul power, and even soul bones can't be used.

Only... Wang Feng's heart moved, only the power of the blood pattern seemed to be still there.

The power of the blood pattern was generated by Wang Feng's cultivation of the Dark Angel Martial Soul, and it was very strange that it was formed by absorbing various emotional powers.

To be precise, it is derived from the Dark Angel Wuhan, but the Dark Angel Martial Spirit is one.

After entering the temple, Wang Feng began to perceive his surroundings.

The internal structure of the temple was somewhat unexpected by Wang Feng. The light inside is very bright, and compared to the dark sky outside, it feels like you have passed from night to day.

It is surrounded by an empty hall, and at the forefront, there is an extremely magnificent statue of the god Rakshasa.

In Wang Feng's imagination, this should be the statue of the Rakshasa God himself, holding a pitch-black scythe, looking hideous and terrifying, although it is a human body, it gives people the feeling of exuding an extremely evil aura, it is not clear whether it is a man or a woman, in the position of the heart, sometimes there will be a flash of light.

In front of the statue are two rows of ivory-like stone pillars, each of which requires at least six or seven people to hug each other, which is extremely magnificent.

There are also many ancient pictures carved on the stone pillars, but they are all more bloody.

"Compared to the Rakshasa statue at the top of the temple outside, this one should be the real Rakshasa statue, right?"

Wang Feng's heart sank slightly, and he could feel the pressure brought by this statue.

In addition to this statue, there seemed to be many layers above the entire hall, and Wang Feng vaguely felt several extremely powerful auras faintly coming from above.

"The temple is divided into eighteen floors, and according to the strength of the examiners, they will enter different levels for trials."

Ghost Douluo said simply, after entering the temple, Ghost Douluo's expression was full of sacredness.

The three of them walked up to the statue of the Rakshasa God, which was at least seven or eight meters high.

The closer he got, the more Wang Feng could feel the pressure.

"This is a Rakshasa statue, with a trace of the divine power of the Rakshasa God."

Bibi Dong and Wang Feng explained slightly, "It is precisely because of this trace of divine power that in this mystery, we will be under tremendous pressure and special confinement. ”

Speaking of this, Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with a glint of light: "This is the rule of God. Even if he is a powerhouse at the Title Douluo level, it is the same here. Similar to the realm of the Killing Capital. ”

Wang Feng nodded slightly.

"Your Majesty, please drop a drop of blood on this."

Ghost Douluo took Wang Feng and walked to the statue, in a grinding plate.

Beneath this millstone is carved a hideous beast, connected to the Rakshasa idol behind it, and the location where the blood drips is the mouth of this giant beast.

"The Rakshasa True God values bloodline."

Ghost Douluo said slowly, "The more powerful the soul master, the stronger the bloodline, only when the bloodline reaches a level of blood, will the Rakshasa God pay attention to it, be recognized, and give it a different trial." His Majesty Bibi Dong obtained the strongest Rakshasa True God Nine Tests, known as the Rakshasa Nine Tests, also known as the True God Nine Tests, with a total of nine trials. ”

"After the completion of the ninth examination, His Majesty Bibi Dong will be able to inherit the Rakshasa god position and become a god."

"Below, there is also the seven exams of Allah of Moro, also known as the seven exams of Allah, and through the seven exams of Moro, you have the qualifications to become Allah of my Moro tribe, and lead our Moro clan to serve the Rakshasa God."

"Later, there are five tests for killing evil ghosts, three tests for killing devils, two tests for killing people and killing evil ghosts, and so on..."

(End of chapter)