In the dark and gloomy divine domain, Chen Ming looked at the figure in front of him, his face was as usual, and he stood quietly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Who are you?"

It was a warrior-like man in armor, tall and burly, with a powerful momentum and a chaotic aura mixed with it. After he came out, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Chen Ming fiercely, as if his mind was a little unclear, and there was a faint confusion in his eyes.

"Has the soul been polluted by devouring spirits?"

Chen Ming thought so, quietly looked at the ancestral spirit opposite, and did not reply.

The advantage of enjoying the blood sacrifice is that the strength is convenient and fast, but the tough devouring of human essence and blood to generate souls, how can this practice not have a little trouble.

Beings are born as acquired spirits conceived by heaven and earth, and as long as they exist, they will have their own unique imprint. Devouring the life origin of others, although it can make rapid progress in the early stage and gain great power, but then a large number of imprints that do not belong to oneself are integrated into oneself, and finally can even pollute the divine soul.

This ancestral spirit, its connotation can only be regarded as average, and it may not even be mortal when it dies, its essence naturally cannot be said to be very strong, but it has enjoyed the blood sacrifice of this tribe for hundreds of years, and its true spirit may have been polluted by impurities, which leads to confusion.

"Roar!"

On the other side, the ancestral spirit saw that he did not reply, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out an angry roar, like a fierce beast.

And with his roar, behind him, a group of warriors suddenly appeared, all with hideous faces and bursts of spiritual pressure on their bodies.

Seeing this, Chen Ming was stunned.

I saw that on the opposite side, more than a dozen warriors gradually emerged, with strong karma all over their bodies, like evil ghosts, and the ancestral spirit himself had already completely lost his mind.

After they appeared, they stood together and formed a small battle formation, and suddenly a solemn battle formation struck.

Chen Ming sighed, knowing that these must have been well-trained warriors and the like before they died, and they followed the ancestral spirit to enjoy the blood sacrifice after death, so they had such prestige.

"But what's the use?" he thought, but when he saw the other side, the ancestral spirit stepped forward, and then the fierce spiritual pressure struck, and he swung out a knife, startling a piece of blood.

Seeing this, Chen Ming's hand moved, and a divine power turned into a spear and rushed forward.

I saw a bump, and the two collided with each other, and both returned to calm.

Then, I saw a piece of blood qi rising, and a blood-red realm and pure white divine power collided suddenly, directly skipping the initial temptation and entering the final confrontation.

In the end, with a loud bang, Chen Ming only felt a corrosive blood qi attacking, he counted backwards, sensing the huge amount of divine power consumed in his body, and sighed a little.

On the other side, the ancestral spirit was still standing, but the qi and blood on his body behind him fluctuated violently, and he lost a lot of strength.

He stood there, staring at Chen Ming quietly with a pair of blood-red eyes, faintly coveted in his eyes, as if he was regarded as a good sacrifice.

Obviously, in the round of competition just now, it was Chen Ming who lost.

"It's normal, though. He looked up at the blood on the other side that had not yet subsided, and thought.

The divine power is supreme and strong, no matter where it is, it is one of the top powers, and its essence is so high that it has thrown off the opposite side of the street for many people.

However, the higher the power, the more difficult it is to replenish. Divine power comes from faith, comes from life, and is transformed by divine personality and divine fire, which is extremely rare.

Chen Ming's current number of believers is only a few thousand, of which less than half are truly devout believers. In terms of time, he has only been a god for a few months, and he still has to supply divine power to feedback to believers from time to time. The ancestral spirit on the other side is the accumulation of hundreds of years, and it is normal to be below in comparison.

"We're almost at the limit of level 1. Chen Ming looked at the other side and said in his heart.

Of course, he thought so, but his expression was still calm.

Although the ancestral spirit has accumulated a lot, it still stays in the first-level category. Moreover, his mind is not clear, and he lacks offensive and punishment methods, and if he uses his magic skills on the side to slowly consume them, he can be killed sooner or later.

"Just, so why bother?"

Thinking of this, he sneered in his heart, and in the true spirit, a hanging godhead moved, as if it was pulling something.

In the outside world, under an ancient tree, a clansman is praying sincerely, in the wild, in the village, in a small area, countless points of light gradually brightened, through a line of faith in the underworld into a clear breath, condensed into a tree shape, for a long time, came to Chen Ming's side.

I saw that Qingqi and Chen Ming's luck on the top of his head were combined, and suddenly the light was clear.

Chen Ming only felt that his whole body was full of divine power again, and on his side, a light of divine power exploded violently, expelling a piece of blood, faintly gaining the upper hand.

This is the blessing of the luck of countless believers. It is said that believers worship the gods and become one with the gods, and naturally carry the blessings of countless believers all the time.

But this was not enough, Chen Ming raised his head again.

Above this tribe, a condensed divine domain suddenly rushed down, enveloping this divine domain in the stunned and confused eyes of the ancestral spirit on the opposite side.

Suddenly, Chen Ming only felt that the surrounding heaven and earth were assimilated and occupied by a divine domain that belonged to him. At the same time, a force of heaven and earth blessed his body, making the aura on his body strengthen again and become thicker.

On the other side, the ancestral spirit that was originally powerful suddenly shrank, and as the thoughts of pious sacrifices came one after another around it, the original blood and qi realm was constantly compressed.

After several months of propagation, faith has taken root here, the divine realm has condensed, and Chen Ming has already turned this place into his home turf.

Seeing that the other party was still struggling, Chen Ming's heart moved, and with a thought, the oppressive power of the divine domain was condensed and strengthened, tightly oppressing the other party.

This is the joint force of the faith of thousands of people in this tribe, which is also mixed with the resentment and unwillingness of the clansmen for countless years, and its cohesive power is so strong that it is immediately crushed to death.

Chen Ming clearly saw that as the ancestral spirit was suppressed, above his head, a blood-red natal was slashed, and a cloud of rich ink-like karma suddenly poured down and slowly fell. There are also the grievances and soul residues of those who were devoured by it in the original divine domain, and they rushed into it in one go, enveloping their entire bodies.

Under Chen Ming's induction, on the opposite side, the aura of the ancestral spirit was declining at a rapid speed, almost unable to maintain its form, and gradually turned into an unknown beast form, which was terrifying.

Seeing this, Chen Ming couldn't help but feel pity, in this situation, he didn't even need to do it. The hidden danger in the other party's body exploded at this moment, and after a while, he was even about to collapse.

"No, it doesn't have to be a crash. ”

He thought.

I saw that on the other side, under the influx of thick resentment and countless residues, the other party completely lost its human form, and under Chen Ming's surprised gaze, it turned into a monster with three sharp horns on its head and scales.

And the more impurities poured in, the more stable his body became, and even his breath gradually increased, and in the end, he looked up to the sky and roared, almost completely breaking free from the Faith God Domain, and his strength was even stronger than before, and he had completely digested the power brought by the blood sacrifice for hundreds of years.

Seeing the monster in front of him struggling and roaring, Chen Ming waved his arm, and his divine power echoed with the divine domain, and with a starfall light, it smashed into its body, blurring its flesh and blood.

"Have you fallen completely?"

Chen Ming thought so in his heart, and at the same time, he looked at the dozen or so soldiers who were originally erected on the side around him.

At this time, as the power of the talisman was suppressed by the divine domain, they had already followed in the footsteps of the ancestral spirits, invaded by resentment and impurities, and degenerated into fierce beasts that exuded terrifying prestige.

He didn't hesitate any longer, above the divine soul, a magnificent light of divine power radiated a magnificent brilliance, carrying the power of thousands of believers, purifying and dissolving his entire body, only the essence and true spirit turned into the last bit of origin and escaped and fell silently on Chen Ming.

As a result, in Chen Ming's true spirit, scenes of long-term memories began to emerge, violently impacting his mind. At the same time, a warmth came from outside, combined with the clear light of the Godhead, and turned into a force, causing him to gradually fall into a deep sleep.