The shocking reaction to Kings's move caused Mehal to express curiosity, but not strongly. On the contrary, the bull-headed powerhouse who was standing quietly on the side hissed slightly as if he suddenly realized, and his gaze at Kings became strange, but under the presence of Mahal, he did not make any move, just stood aside obediently, silently, unable to show his existence.

"It should be a person of great status in the similarity of the Divine Tilt Tribe. McHal chuckled and speculated, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

This strong man of the God-Fallen tribe endured the severe pain of his injuries, and under the heavy wound of blood, he knelt down and worshiped Kings. His eyes showed pious fanaticism and longing, hidden tears of glory, and he couldn't help himself with excitement, and in the clear gaze, he could see that this strong man who sincerely worshiped the true god Guns was incoherent, and seemed to be unable to utter a complete sentence.

Seeing this, Kings sighed slightly and stepped forward. Under the gaze of this strong man, he flowed his fighting energy, gently stroked his shoulders and knocked him unconscious and collapsed to the ground, only then did he give up and withdraw the nine rings and start his hands. Kings glanced at the fainted strong man, and there was a strange emotion in his eyes, this emotion was faintly similar to the fainting strong man, but soon, Kings Yin looked at Mehal and showed ease.

Kings's actions showed a shocking message, and at the same time shattered the last trace of Mehal's scruples and killing intent.

"I think my nine rings are the gods of their tribe, or maybe they are the ancestors of some great man. After looking down and thinking for a moment, Kings speculated, which was strikingly consistent with Mehal's vague speculation, and became the most true fact, "My Nine Rings are like a certain god who has disappeared between heaven and earth, the God of the Nine Rings, and my belief is also the God of the Nine Rings. ”

The gods are the pinnacle realm embodiment of Shinto!

The gods are immortal, eternal and immortal, heaven and earth are corrupted, and the gods are immortal!

Shinto Shinto, the way to God.

However, the gods are already the ultimate pinnacle of heaven and earth, and no one can compete with the gods, and the mundane cannot contain the power of the gods. Normally, the gods do not manifest into the world, only those who are devout in their belief in the gods, and the gods will send down the blessings of the gods and the charisms of the gods. There are even some firm and devout believers who communicate with the gods, descend boundless divine power, become divine envoys, walk between heaven and earth, and have monstrous combat power, which is rarely matched.

And this is the gods.

Therefore, there are many people in the world who are willing to choose to believe in the gods, be blessed by the gods, and enjoy infinite blessings.

Obviously, the strong people in the God-leaning tribe may regard Kings as a god of faith. Seeing the incarnation of the gods, the mind is poor, and perhaps he has already fainted excitedly by the turbulent waves, although this strong man is still in a strong state of mind, but he is also incoherent and has lost all ability to think, and this is the power of faith.

Mahal took a deep look, and the power of faith had to admit that it was a wonderful power, but faith made him disagree. He has gone through countless ups and downs along the way, bloody and bloody alone, all by virtue of his extraordinary mind, and crazy fights again and again, in order to get out of a bloody road, if not, even if Mehal has a kendo mark, I don't know how many times he has fallen.

If you believe in a supreme deity, you can turn evil into good fortune and leap to the realm, which is really ridiculous.

But in this case, it is natural that it will not be declared.

"Is that the case with the God-Tilting Tribe?" said Mehal softly, looking coldly at the bull-headed powerhouse beside him.

The latter was bull-headed and strong, but nodded directly, and reacted in the moment of breathing, obviously not daring to be careless, and always concentrating on the vigilance of Mehal. was extremely nervous, and the provoking Kings looked at him differently, and he couldn't help but smile lightly.

"It seems that this is the case!" said Kins softly, his tone containing countless emotions of vicissitudes, excitement, and pain.

Finally, Kings sighed softly, and the resentment was deep.

Under the staring eyes of the bull-headed powerhouse, Kings's face suddenly became crazy, hideous and distorted, and the face was unrecognizable by the accumulation of flesh and blood, as sharp as a ghost, with blue hair dancing wildly in the wind, a cold and cold breath, and scarlet in his eyes, and unforgettable hatred and resentment. It's just that in an instant, Kings became terrifying, and the bull-headed powerhouse, who originally thought that Kings was amiable, shivered all over, although Kings's aura was even weak in his opinion.

Regardless of the muttering of the bull-headed powerhouse, Mahal was moved when Kings changed.

After spending so much time with Kings, this was the first time that McHal had seen such an abnormal gaffe. From the decadent stubble face of the first meeting, slightly close to the state of middle age, and then broke through the Shentai realm with high spirits, encountering all kinds of thrills of nine deaths and a lifetime, for so long, Mahal has never seen him like this, and there was a moment of distraction, but soon, Mahal stood up and stood in front of Kings.

When Mahal stood up.

Kings was shocked, raised his head slightly, looked at McHal with scarlet pupils, and pleaded word by word: "Brother Hal, help me once, help me once." ”

In his mind, he had a clear idea of what Kings was asking for.

Not intending to disappoint Jeans, McHal nodded heavily and agreed directly.

Kings immediately relented and bowed his head.

"Carefully talk about the general situation of the strong man of the God-leaning tribe, if you miss one place, you will chop off a bull's horn!" Maihal looked directly at the bull-headed powerhouse, and gradually became cold, and opened his mouth coldly again.

The frightened human body is bull-headed and the strong man has cold sweat on his forehead.

"The Shenling tribe is different from ordinary tribes, there is no real god manifestation and protection, as for the god of the nine rings of faith, he has never appeared to send down divine grace. Therefore, the cultivation path of the Shentian tribe has not been completed, and the strongest ones are only low-level ants in the Divine Apocalypse Realm, but the cultivation method of the Shentian tribe can drive the characteristics of demon beasts to fight, and has earth-shattering combat power" The strong man with the head of the human body spewed out a foreign language, carefully recounted, extremely detailed, and peeked at Mehal from time to time, for fear that Mahal would be angry and chop off the horns on his head.

Maihal nodded from time to time, and when the bull-headed powerhouse completely introduced the Divine Tilt tribe one by one, the pupils of his eyes immediately burst with essence.

"I happened to be curious about the cultivation method of the Divine Tribe System, so I just went to take a walk. Mahal whispered in his heart.

Nodding lightly at Kings, Mehal's Star Killing Sword Qi was released, engulfing it into it and flying out of the Bird King's lair.

The strong man with the head of the bull gently patted his chest and spit out a long string of turbid gas, as if he was relieved for a moment, although the heavy injuries all over his body had not healed, and the pain in his body was severe. But once he didn't face the fierce god Mahal, his heart was immediately happy, but looking at the distant Maihar, the bull-headed strong man frowned, and when he mentioned the half-dead god-leaning tribe powerhouse, he had to follow.