PS: The fifth update, 12,000 words! Thanks to the alliance leader Xiaohuaihua Wanhui, thanks to the Emperor Dongyuan, the deceased returned to the retreat to reward.

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The door character text has long been throbbing.

Upon encountering this portal, it showed a strong desire to devour. It's just that he has been suppressed by Wu Hao.

This time let it go and devoured it, swallowing the black and white portal in one gulp. At the same time, all the forces in Wu Hao's body were mobilized, and they acted together with the door characters.

Just a moment later, the strange black and white portal was completely swallowed, and Wu Hao could even hear a strange sound similar to chewing.

Visible to the naked eye, the lines on the black and white portal were gradually filled with Wu Hao's grotesque power, and the portal that was thought to be closed gradually opened again.

"It's all the type of underplay, didn't you know it was so bad?"

Let the ghost mist stay here, and continue to devour the black and white portal with the power of the door character inscription, Wu Hao walked towards the open portal.

In a trance, he has appeared in a strange space.

This space is about four or five hundred square meters.

In the most central place, there stood a huge altar, and on the altar there was a huge black and white sphere floating in the void, but it exuded extreme energy that made Wu Hao even look sideways.

What's more, there are faint runes fluttering in it.

Countless black and white dust fell from the sphere.

And you can see some untouchable transparent silk threads, densely connected to the sphere, not into the void, and there is no end in sight.

Is this the source of faith?

How could it be built on an altar?

Wu Hao observed carefully for a moment and found no danger, then he walked into the huge sphere, and after reaching out to touch it, a stream of information came.

-- The source of faith

——A source condensed by the power of countless beliefs, a strange item constructed by an unknown existence and the power of runes, in the hope that when one day returns, it can occupy the source of faith and do the act of occupying the magpie's nest.

- The power of faith, anchoring oneself so as not to be lost?

- Detect the god name skill, detect the source of faith, you can combine the god name with it, burn it, anchor yourself, and become the true master of the faith snowman.

- It's just that you need to know that this may be the backhand prepared by a certain being, and it was originally the plan of this existence dove to occupy the magpie's nest, but if you want to do the thing of the praying mantis catching cicadas and the yellow finch behind, you still need to think twice, maybe something weird and terrible will happen in the future.

Weird and scary things?

Who is he?

He is the famous Nameless Fog Beginning, the Supreme Haotian of the Divine Court, the King of the Beginning, and so on!

Joke, he dared to directly knock down the hanging cross mummy, would he be afraid of this kind of imaginary threat?

Wu Hao smiled disdainfully, and according to his own mind very carefully, he covered the Tai character script all over his body, without revealing the slightest breath, and then without hesitation, he activated the skill of the god name, and a golden light appeared and drilled into the huge ball.

The next moment, the entire sphere instantly burst out, turning into dots of energy, sweeping towards Wu Hao, and he didn't have time to react at all, watching countless stars, mixed with endless mysterious rune rules, drill into his mind, and enter the rune space.

The large rune space, the entire enchantment shield, is covered with these stars. The entire barrier instantly turned into a starry night sky.

A trace of starlight fell from the enchantment shield, and if you looked closely, it was similar to those snowy dust of faith, and they drifted towards the burning soul fire, which burned even more violently with their addition, and the large rune space expanded rapidly again.

"These dusts ......"

Wu Hao felt it carefully, there are seven emotions and six desires of living beings, faith, prayer, repentance and so on.

The seven emotions and six desires, especially the emotion of fear, are the energy that the name of God can absorb, the crystallization of fear formed, and the burning wood of the soul flame.

And when the god name and the source of faith are combined, as long as the person who believes in Wu Hao, whether it is the power of faith, or the seven emotions and six desires, or other similar energies such as this, will be absorbed by him, and will eventually be burned as firewood, expanding the soul fire and rune space.

Faintly, Wu Hao could feel that the rune space opened up by the soul fire was changing, and the surrounding enchantment, with the integration of the core of the belief Xueman, gradually evolved into a mysterious rune rule pattern, some strange silk threads, through the outer dark space, escaped into the void, and the other side was linked to the periphery, the pious believers in the endless distant space.

The biggest thread of faith that Wu Hao saw came from Xiao Jasmine. Dialing this silk thread of faith, Wu Hao could vaguely sense Xiao Jasmine's thoughts, and he seemed to be able to follow this silk thread and his will descend to the past for a short time.

The distance is too far to communicate directly. Not even the name of God and the source of faith.

After feeling it carefully, Xiao Jasmine and they have indeed descended in the world of human scalp paper, and their development is still very good, and they are planning to welcome Wu Hao's arrival.

And silk threads like this, in the rune space at this moment, there are thousands of them, and they are almost innumerable. These silk threads, like anchors, nailed Wu Hao's rune space to this area, no longer like a sailboat drifting with the tide in the dark space as before.

Even at this moment, Wu Hao felt that his positioning and perception of himself had never been clearer.

The clarity of thought is almost indescribable.

"This is the power of faith, anchoring oneself so that you don't get lost?"

Wu Hao felt very peculiar, the current state, how to say it, is different from the Tai character inscription to protect the soul fire from eroding the concept of runes, and the positioning of the power of faith is more like anchoring himself in a fixed place in the endless river of space and time.

Very interesting state.

Wu Hao felt that with the gradual development of the rune space, the power of believing in the source of Xueman would definitely become more and more magical, and the positioning of Haotian's divine name skill would become clearer and clearer.

Now most of humanity is still in the process of time standstill, and the faith that feeds him is still very weak, in fact, most of the faith comes from the power stored before the source of the snowy snow.

However, even so, it was a very large force, and under the impetus of this force, the rune space, the soul fire began to expand rapidly and burn violently, and the blazing flames even faintly deformed the rune space.

"It's getting closer and closer to the glutton. There's another one over there, it looks like the breath is very powerful, what is it? Slippery heads? ”

Wu Hao looked into the distance of the dark space, and his rune space was getting closer and closer to the bright spots in the distance, one left and one right. At this distance, he could already faintly feel the aura of two bright spots, one was very strong, almost one level from before he was promoted to the panic level, this should be the slippery ghost.

The other is very weak, and judging by its breath, it seems to be a glutton.

The ghost character of the two-headed ghost is not far away, waiting for Wu Hao to hunt it.

"No hurry, no hurry!"

"Let's explore the outside world first."

Speaking very slowly, in fact, not even a second has passed from the outside world.

As the source of the belief snow man fused into Wu Hao's body, the altar it covered was completely exposed.

Wu Hao saw a line of strange fonts carved out of blood on the altar.

"It's ......"

His eyes shrank suddenly.

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