The true gods have reformed the rules of this planet and established the martial soul system.

From this point of view, it seems that there is really nothing wrong with saying that the martial soul is a gift from God.

In the forest, the mountain and other tribal warriors who were watching the battle were very proud of the boys of their tribe.

This awakening went surprisingly well.

In addition to the one who has died in the battle so far, most of the remaining twenty-odd teenagers have awakened their martial souls, and four of them have soul power.

It was a great joy for the tribe.

In the trials of the past, it was already a great joy for one of the more than 20 people to awaken their soul power, and more often than not, no one awakened.

Now that there are four of them in one go, how can this not make the mountains happy?

This is the future of the tribe.

The more warriors with soul power are born, the stronger their tribe will become, so as not to be invaded by beasts.

However, just when the mountains were happy, the 60,000-year-old Netherworld Leopard couldn't help it.

As long as it can swallow the soul saint of the mountain, its cultivation can break through to 70,000 years and become the overlord of this forest.

In the flash of the black shadow, the ghost leopard turned into a pitch-black lightning bolt, heading straight in the direction of the mountain.

At the same time, dozens of descendants of the Nether Ghost Leopard's ten-year and hundred-year cultivation also rushed out.

Under the leadership of a 10,000-year-old and four-thousand-year-old ghost leopard, he went straight to the indigenous teenagers who had just awakened their martial spirits and were still excited.

"Not good! Assemble to meet the enemy! ”

Seeing the Netherworld Leopard Group appear, Dashan couldn't help but change color.

In the face of this kind of soul beast that is known for its speed, they have no possibility of escaping at all.

Turn around and run, you'll die faster.

With the lighting of the seventh ring of ten thousand years, the body of the mountain instantly expanded, turning into a big bear seven or eight meters high.

The appearance of his martial soul's true body is quite bizarre, and his claws are amazingly long, unlike ordinary bears.

More than 20 kilometers away, Qian Chaoguang, who had been observing the battlefield with his divine sense, immediately recognized it.

This mountain is really blessed, and the awakened martial soul turned out to be a weakened version of the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear, the Dreadclaw Bear.

Even if it is a weakened version, it is a top-level martial soul that is absolutely right.

It's no wonder that with such a poor soul ring configuration, you can cultivate to the soul saint level.

If this is carefully cultivated in Shrek Academy or Ontology Sect at the beginning of awakening, it will definitely be the seedling of Super Douluo in the future.

"Roar!"

A roar burst out, and Dashan, who had already cast his martial soul true body, met the 10,000-year-old ghost leopard alone.

The light on the two soul rings flickered, and the powerful dark golden claw blades tore through the air, grabbing at the other party with a sharp explosion.

But the speed of the Nether Leopard was so fast that it was almost a black shadow.

The powerful blow of the mountain failed to hit the target at all, and was easily twisted by the opponent and flashed directly.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound exploded across the mountain's barely crossed arms.

The golden hair was scattered, and blood was faintly snaked down from the hair.

A soul beast that has been cultivated for nearly 70,000 years, this may not be a big deal for a dreadclaw bear soul master with the best soul ring ratio, and it can even be easily taken.

But for Dashan, who has a very poor soul ring ratio and does not have a systematic skill set, this is enough to kill the opponent.

The disparity in hard power made him extremely desperate.

It has super high attack power, but it can't hit the opponent.

With his powerful speed, the Nether Leopard toyed with the mountain in the palm of his hand, forcing him to be beaten passively, relying on his thick skin and flesh to barely defend himself.

Dashan frantically attacked, lighting up a large number of soul rings on his body, trying his best to break the situation and go to rescue those people in his tribe.

Those are their relatives, their companions, and the future of their tribe.

But under the hindrance of this 10,000-year-old ghost leopard, he didn't have any ability to fight back.

Dashan could only watch as one fresh life after another was pierced by the sharp teeth and blades of the ghost leopard, and he fell helplessly in a pool of blood in front of his eyes.

"No!"

The mountain roared in pain, and his eyes had completely turned blood-red.

"O God! I beg you, save my people! If you are willing to save them, I am willing to give my life and soul! ”

"Oh? Are you sure? Are you willing to trade your soul and life in exchange? ”

Just when Dashan was desperate, a somewhat ethereal voice appeared in his ears.

It wasn't anyone he was familiar with, and it wasn't a normal sound, as if it was directly acting in his spiritual sea.

Is this, God's response!?

Did God answer me?

Is this really the voice of God?

Isn't it only the high priest who can hear God's vague revelations and oracles?

How is this

At this time, although Dashan had some doubts in his heart, he couldn't care about these anymore, and he couldn't even care about the Netherworld Ghost Leopard that attacked again in front of him.

He immediately knelt on the spot, his head touching the ground, and cried out bitterly: "I am willing, I am willing to do anything!" Whatever god you are, save my people! ”

Whether it's a god or a devil or anything else, please save my people!

Oyama thought so.

In the next moment, a cyan sword light descended.

The Netherworld Ghost Leopard, which had been cultivated for nearly 70,000 years, didn't even have a chance to dodge, and was instantly killed on the spot with a single sword, turning into a dark and heavy soul ring.

Dashan couldn't help but look up, and floating in front of him was a tall figure that exuded divine aura and light aura.

The figure was clad in dark green armor and held a long-handled broadsword with a cyan true dragon coiled.

The cyan wings behind him flapped, and there was a kind of heart-warming power that was continuously released, converging into a round of holy light in the air.

Who is it if it's not Ah Fan?

In the entire team, except for the Divine Ancestor and Qian Chaoguang, he was the only one who was the fastest.

Therefore, he was sent first.

The rest of the people went straight back to the half-plane, ready for an explosive appearance.

Ah Fan's eyes were indifferent, and his tone was fierce: "Just a brute, why be afraid?" ”

With that, the Green Dragon Glaive slammed into the ground, and the holy light mixed with the power of the wind element suddenly stirred.

Bursts of Holy Light Wind Blades shot out from the blade of the Green Dragon Glaive, instantly creating a scarlet storm in the middle of the battlefield.

The Nether Ghost Leopard didn't have time to dodge before its head was cut off by the Holy Light Blade, and its entire body was wiped out into nothingness inch by inch under the scorching of the Holy Flame.

In the time since Ah Fan appeared, this group of ghostly leopards that was enough to bring destruction to the natives had all died.

Although Ah Fan, who is at the peak of the high-level, does not have the terrifying combat power that soars directly to the god level like Long Yi, he is also stable at the peak of Extreme Douluo.

What is the concept of Extreme Douluo Peak?

Then it can only be described in two words - Ditian.

Not to mention in the No. 1 New World, even in the Douluo Continent, it can be called invincible.

If it weren't for the better and more shocking visual effects, Ah Fan wouldn't need to physically attack at all, he only needed to sweep his soul around and crush all of these ghost leopards to death.

When he first learned that Ah Fan had condensed the heart of his soul, Electrolux was still sighing, but it was a pity that his Tower of Eternity and the Twelve Holy Guards were no longer there.

Otherwise, it will be a very strong boost.

Those twelve people are fiercer than one another, and after cultivating the soul system, they are definitely stronger than before they were alive.

Especially the two top-tier skeleton mages who worked as security guards on the penultimate floor.

After sleeping for 6,500 years, how strong their accumulation should be with all their might, looking at Long Yi, can be guessed from it.

In the ancient period, the human powerhouses of the Holy Demon Continent were well-deserved invincibles of the same rank, and the rest of the races had to kneel down and sing about the existence of conquest.

It's a pity that there is no such if.

The Twelve Holy Guards and the Tower of Eternity are here, how can Qian Chaoguang spend so much effort and even turn around the Ghost Gate?

You can directly clear the Tower of Eternity once alone, and you can cultivate to the god level at the speed of light, and then you can start a war with the god realm by working hard.

If there was really this top-level super artifact that integrated attack, defense, suppression, cave heaven, inheritance, and cultivation, eighty percent of Tang San's grave grass was already two feet tall now.

In the forest, Ah Fan stood there with a knife surrounded by divine light.

He just looked at the mess in front of him so quietly, the dark blue soul fire in his eyes beating, faintly exuding a powerful coercion.

The small and half of the natives who survived were stunned for a few seconds, and then they suddenly fell to the ground en masse, chanting words in their mouths, thanking the gods for their salvation.

With wings on his back and a whole body shrouded in the power of light, it makes people feel like they want to bow down at a glance.

For the people who live on this continent, this is the characteristic of the gods that have been passed down by word of mouth among the tribes.

In the simple perception of these natives, the gods must have wings, a warm light on their bodies, and incredible power.

Although the rich wind elemental power on Ah Fan's body made several natives who had awakened their martial souls feel puzzled, this did not prevent them from thinking that Ah Fan was a god descending from earth.

This is basically not much different from the image of the gods that their clan believes in.

What is not a god?

"Lord God, thank you for saving my people, and I will now dedicate my soul and life."

After seeing that this god had really eliminated this group of ghost leopards and saved his own people, Dashan suddenly lowered his posture and his eyes became extremely religious.

Now he firmly believes that the person in front of him must be the legendary god, the god worshiped day and night in the tribe.

At the same time, his eyes showed fanaticism, and he pulled out a dagger polished with animal bones from his waist and stabbed it towards his heart.

"Smack."

"I don't need your soul and life, it's useless to the true God."

As soon as Ah Fan's mind moved, a small cloud of wind elemental suddenly flicked the dagger in his hand away, and the roots sank into the trunk of the tree behind him.

"I'm not a god, I'm not qualified, I'm just a messenger of the true gods, and one of the most devout believers."

As he spoke, he muttered a prayer and waved his hand to release a circle of holy light.

This is a relatively common healing technique - group recovery.

The power of the group recovery technique was scattered among the surviving natives, and the powerful force instantly reconnected the broken bones, and the cracked wounds healed quickly.

Even an indigenous boy with a hideous wound in his abdomen and his intestines bleeding all over the ground has miraculously recovered, and his body is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A group of natives looked at Ah Fan with more and more fanatical eyes, but they didn't dare to say anything more, they just kept kowtowing and thanking.

Dashan's eyes were equally fanatical, but there was a hint of trepidation: "Lord God, Lord God doesn't look down on my soul and life, but I am not brave and pious enough?" ”

Ah Fan gave him a strange look: "What do I want to do with your soul and life?" Only evil gods need to sacrifice their souls and lives, and our lord only needs believers to pay their devout faith. ”

"Your devotion has touched my lord as he wanders, so even if you do not believe in him, he has sent me down to save your lives. My lord is the ruler of light and immortality, and I am in control of life and soul. ”

"For our Lord, it is the most happy and gratifying thing for the believers who believe in Him to live in good health and happiness, and how can they deprive you of your life and soul?"

Hearing him say this, the surviving dozen natives immediately looked at each other, and many people reacted greatly.

Especially the mountain and several elderly natives, the frenzy on their faces suddenly dissipated, and their faces showed horror and panic.

In their oral tribal beliefs, warriors who are brave enough and pious enough will be inspired by God at a certain point in time.

That is: to die in the fight with the soul beast.

After that, the souls of the Death Warriors will go to the kingdom of the gods and enjoy eternal bliss.

Therefore, dying in the fight with the soul beast is not something to be feared by them, but it is a supreme glory.

It's a bit similar to the Norse god system in the mythology of the Blue Star, where warriors can enter Valhalla to drink wine and open their doors after they die in battle.

However, when the oracle told these natives that the true gods did not need souls, but needed them to live well.

All of a sudden, the faith in the hearts of these natives suddenly collapsed, and they all cried out in despair.

According to the description of the "divine envoy", isn't this an evil god and an evil god that is worshiped day and night in their tribe?

How can this be accepted in their hearts?

Looking at their panicked and desperate looks, under Ah Fan's tense indifferent face, there was a restless heart hidden.

It's so simple, the hearts of these indigenous folks are simply too simple.

Whatever you say and believe, it is simply a fertile ground for spreading faith.

If you change to a slightly higher level of civilization, and you set the belief in the other party's heart as an evil god like this, it would be strange if the other party was not in a hurry.

Where can it be like now, before the words they prepared before are not spoken, they themselves will collapse first.

In the end, it was Oyama, who was still the leader of the team, who reacted first.

He threw himself on the ground again and bowed his head reverently: "I beseech God's forgiveness, our tribe has been deceived by evil gods, and now we have found the right way by your grace." Can you ask the divine envoy to pass down the name of the god, we want to raise the power of the entire tribe to worship the god. ”

Although compared to those soul saints on the Douluo Continent, Dashan didn't know much, and his opinions and understanding of many things were still in the primitive ignorance stage.

But he's not stupid.

Being able to cultivate to this point with an imperfect cultivation system is something that a talented fool can't do.

On one side is a god who has been worshiped by his tribe for many years, but has never been of substantial help to himself.

On the one hand, they did not believe in it, but when they passed by, they felt their sincerity and sent someone down to save their god.

Dashan decisively chose the latter.

The power that can soothe people's hearts, and even more so the power of living the dead and flesh and bones, is enough to make the mountain give all his piety.

If it weren't for God's order, I would have all died here today.

These people who came out together today, except for the ten warriors, the rest are the future of the tribe!

If all of them are lost here, the entire tribe will be cut off!

With the mountain taking the lead, the rest of the surviving natives were no longer afraid, but knelt down with the mountain and wanted to worship the true god.

"If you are pious, you will naturally know the name of my lord." Ah Fan nodded with satisfaction.

He took out a small wooden carving from the storage soul guide and handed it to the mountain.

This is an ordinary statuette, the kind that the Cult of the Eternal God gives out to its followers for free.

Except for the blessing of the Purification Technique, which can ensure that its surface is always spotless, there is nothing particularly magical.

"My lord's name is called the god of light and immortality. If you pray with all your heart, you will receive the gaze of our Lord. Fan said, "Teach you a prayer - may the god of light and immortality live forever and bless me." ”

The mountain cautiously took the palm-sized statue with both hands and held it high above his head.

He didn't understand what many of the words Ah Fan meant, but he was very obedient and immediately called the rest of the clan to join in the pious chord.

"May the god of light and immortality live forever and bless me!"

"May the god of light and immortality live forever and bless me!"

"May the god of light and immortality live forever and bless me!"

The next moment, Dashan only felt that the statue he was holding high in his hand was glowing and hot, as if he was holding a torch.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction of the statue.

Suddenly, he only felt that he saw a majestic god looking at him.

The other party's face was extremely young and handsome, with a faint sense of sacredness and inviolability, giving people a feeling of extreme peace of mind.

Just when Dashan's heart was shocked.

He suddenly had a delusion.

The god named the god of light and immortality smiled slightly at himself.

At this moment, Dashan felt as if his soul had been washed, and his whole person was much more transparent, and there was even some strange knowledge in his mind.

Oyama subconsciously moves according to the new knowledge in his head, which seems to be a way to operate unknown forces.

"Buzz!"

With a slight chirp, Dashan looked at his hands in surprise.

A circle of warm light power was being released through his palm, consuming every trace of his soul power.

"This! This! This is! This is! ”

At this moment, Dashan was so excited that he was a little speechless.

The rest of the natives also looked straight at him in an instant, and they all cast incredible glances at him.

Isn't this the power of the legendary gods?

It's exactly like the one the oracle in front of you has just released!

Ah Fan casually put away the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, slapped his palm, and said with a smile: "This is the Holy Light, you have just successfully released an apprentice-level divine art, the Light Technique. In the dark of night, it can dispel the cold, and there is a slight restraint against the evil forces. ”

"Congratulations, it seems that you are very devout in your belief in my lord, and your divine talent is relatively good in affinity with the light element. Otherwise, you will not be able to master the power of divine magic without systematic learning. ”

"Magic? Dare to ask the Divine Envoy, what is divine art? Dashan asked cautiously.

"There is no need to be so restrained, we are all a family as believers of our Lord." Ah Fan sat down and looked at them at eye level, "Divine magic, as the name suggests, is a spell given by God to believers, which is essentially borrowing the power of divine authority. ”

"A spell given by God to believers!" The natives exclaimed.

Ah Fan nodded: "That's right, as long as you give your devout faith, God will give you the power to give back." The stronger the faith, the more powerful the magic can be unleashed. Cultivating to a high and profound realm, even if it is to resurrect the deceased, it is not difficult. Isn't it fair to our lord? ”

"That's amazing!"

"Uncle Oyama, you will become even more powerful in the future! Thank you to the gods of light and immortality! ”

"After Uncle Oyama obtains the power given by the gods, will he be able to defeat the leader Grandpa?"

"Probably not, right? The leader's grandfather has absorbed the souls of the nine beasts, and he is also the father of Uncle Oyama. ”

"With the divine magic bestowed by the God of Light and Immortality, won't we have to risk absorbing the souls of the beasts in the future?"

"Yes, if we can use this magic, we shouldn't need to risk our lives to get it in the future."

Speaking of this, Dashan suddenly realized something, and his gaze at Ah Fan was instantly filled with strong excitement and a hint of hope.

"Your Excellency, is it true that you said that you could resurrect the dead?"

Ah Fan smiled and nodded: "Naturally, it's true, my lord holds the three powers of immortality, life, and soul, and it's easy to do this." It's just that I can't do it, because I'm not very proficient in magic. ”

"But my Pope, the God of Hope, who is also one of the servants of my Lord, is fully capable of this step by performing miracles with the power of my Lord."

However, the resurrection also has requirements. The first is that the body of the deceased should be kept in general integrity, such as the one over there that has been torn to pieces. After the soul is united with the body, he still has to die. ”

[Don't worry about the plot of the new world being too long, this is a very short plot, and after installing a wave, you will start to hang up and upgrade]

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