No, there is a good opportunity to accumulate fanatics right now—the Great Resurrection.

In this uncivilized and ignorant land, the accumulation of faith is quite simple and easy.

Why is it that the more advanced a civilization is, the more difficult it is to have a true God?

Because of the advanced level of science and technology, with the general education level of the people and the level of knowledge and understanding of the world, it is difficult to believe in the so-called "gods".

The two will cooperate with each other unless they are at the pinnacle of technology and can be personally aware of the existence of the "true god" and discover the benefits that the true god can give to civilization.

Otherwise, only the present stage of uncivilized development is the easiest time to develop faith.

Just this wave of performances just now, one fanatic believer has been born among these dozen natives, and all the rest are devout believers.

What a terrifying concept this is?

With a few hundred fanatical believers, igniting the divine fire will be easy!

In such a "fertile" soil of faith, it is possible to give birth to a few more saints!

Didn't care about the natives who were in the shock.

Ah Fan said hello to the three "gods", handed over the corpses and souls to the Holy Sovereign, and then entered through the gate of heaven on his own and returned to the "divine realm".

Then the door to eternity was closed and dissipated into the air.

Yin Lex walked up to the mountain and smiled, "You're the mountain, aren't you?" The boy who awakened the power of magic on his own."

Dashan hurriedly replied respectfully, "Returning to God, I am Dashan."

Yin Lex smiled, "Don't be so restrained, where is your tribe? Let's go now. The sooner we resurrect these children, the sooner we can begin to complete the tasks entrusted to us by the God of Light and Immortality."

Hearing this, Dashan immediately discerned the direction and pointed in a direction: "Venerable God, keep walking this way, and the fireball in the sky will rise and fall about fifteen times."

"yes, I see."

Yin Lex nodded slightly.

The staff in his hand suddenly erupted with a golden light and shadow in the sky.

When the mountain and the other natives came to their senses, they were horrified to find that they had been wrapped in a cloud of golden power and flew into the air.

Before they could show their frightened expressions, the natives only felt a shock under their feet, and immediately a feeling of being down-to-earth came.

Dashan looked around in a daze, and found that his legs were already standing firmly on the ground.

Isn't this lush mountain at the foot of their tribe where their tribe is located?

Now, he was standing less than a hundred meters from his door.

The entrance to the cave, which had been occupied by the Menghu tribe for generations, was close at hand.

Some of the tribesmen who had just gone out and the two tribesmen who were in charge of guarding were now staring blankly at the newly appeared people with their eyes wide and their mouths wide open.

"You...... You...... This ......."

An elderly man with a slightly less mental capacity seemed to be overly frightened.

He trembled and pointed to the mountain and muttered a few words, but he didn't come up in one breath, but fainted directly.

It was Yin Lex who used his soul power to support him, so that this old man who was in his old age was not hit by a heel and died on the spot.

"Elder Big Tree!"

A young native next to him exclaimed, hurriedly surrounded him, and carried the old man named "Big Tree" back to the cave.

The rest of the people also ran back, except for the two warrior guards with bone spears still staring nervously at the entrance of the cave.

The mountain beckoned to the people of the Menghu tribe: "Hey! Feed! I am a mountain! We're back!"

"You...... Are you really a mountain?" One of the guards asked in a trembling voice, "Are they...... Who are they?"

Six

The hundred-number people brushed towards that station, and their bodies continued to release the momentum of slaughter.

Not to mention these natives are afraid, even the most elite soul master legions and soul master groups on the Douluo Continent are equally afraid when they see them.

Six hundred powerhouses with the lowest cultivation level at the high-level Contra Douluo level went to that station, even if they didn't do anything, they would naturally form a powerful aura, forming a deterrent to the people around them.

"Big rock, little stone, what are you two doing stupidly! Of course I'm a big mountain! I'll prove it to you!"

Seeing his companion's question, Dashan immediately revealed his martial soul and soul ring, transformed into a giant bear, and waved his long arms to greet them.

"These are the most honorable guests, go and call my father and all the elders here! Hurry up!"

"That...... Then what will you do here......

The young man, named Little Stone, dropped a sentence and ran into the cave in despair, leaving his brother alone in fear.

The natives and boys who were still alive stepped out of the group and walked towards the cave, shouting the names of the big rocks as they went.

"Big Rock, you guy has bad eyes! We don't even recognize it?"

"It's just, what's there to be afraid of? I'll tell you, you'll run over and meet you later, it's good!"

"Uncle Big Stone, you see, I have received a gift from God!"

「......」

The familiar faces and the barrage of words made Big Stone feel a little confused.

He could recognize that this was the team that had set off for a trial in the forest half a month ago.

But how did they come back so quickly?

How long has it been?

Although Dashi let go of some doubts, his eyes still flashed with a look of wariness, and he did not let these returning natives get close to him.

Even if they seemed to be his people.

The small stone moves quickly.

In just half a minute, an old man with a body as strong as a bear rushed out.

It is also the same dreadclaw bear martial soul as the mountain.

However, there are nine soul rings on his body, and the soul ring ratio is also one white, two yellow, two purple, and four black, which are stronger than the mountain.

Although it is not the best match, it is already extremely good in this pristine continent.

Behind the sturdy old man, there were also several burly and sturdy old men, the youngest of whom were at least sixty years old.

Although the momentum is not weak, the cultivation is somewhat average.

In addition to one Contra Douluo, there are only two Soul Saints and five Soul Emperors.

Originally, the old man who was the leader was still aggressive when he first came out.

But......

When he saw these people in front of him clearly, he was stunned on the spot.

Not only was his body stiff, but the cold sweat directly soaked the animal skin he was wearing.

It's not just the father of the mountain.

The old men who just came out basically reacted in this way.

If it weren't for the fact that there were their clansmen and their relatives and descendants in this cave, I am afraid that some of the old men would be so frightened that they ran away on the spot as fast as possible.

Four hundred Contra Douluo and two hundred Titled Douluo brushed together to that station, and everyone was afraid of it.

"Daddy! Elders, we're back!"

Seeing that his father and many elders had already come out, the mountain took three steps and two steps, and came to him quickly.

Several old men looked at each other, looking at the situation in front of them, and no one was speechless.

It's infiltrating, it's too infiltrating.

In the end, it was the old man who served as the leader of the tribe who was "not afraid of danger".

He stepped forward and asked his own son, "Dashan, what is going on? Why did you come back so quickly? Where did the rest go?"

"Dad, that's ......."

while

After that, Dashan immediately told his father and several elders about what had happened before, as well as what he had seen and heard.

Judging from the wonderful expressions on their faces that changed continuously, this incident should have brought them a great shock.

Most of the old people are stubborn and stubborn.

But when they saw the divine brilliance that appeared in Dashan's hand, they immediately couldn't keep their composure anymore, and the expressions on the faces of Yin Lex and his party suddenly became eager and frightened.

Under Dashan's explanation, several old men quickly turned around and returned to the cave, shouting something.

After a while, thousands of men, women, and children suddenly poured out of the cave.

They were all dressed in clothes made of animal skins, and their faces were the same as those of the elders, with confused and somewhat frightened expressions.

The three of them watched all this quietly from a short distance, and ordered the undead to retreat away to reduce their intimidation.

This tribe has thousands of people, and there is also the existence of Title Douluo.

According to the judgment of the Holy Sovereign, this is definitely a large tribe.

Being able to sustain the common life of thousands of people is not easy for people in this era.

The average small tribe may have only a dozen or dozens of people.

More than 100 people are already very rare.

The larger the number of clans, the easier it is to attract the attention of high-level soul beasts and launch an attack on them.

This is also the reason why there are so many people in the Menghu tribe, but they still live in caves - easy to defend and difficult to attack, safe.

All the members of the Menghu tribe stepped forward, and even the young children and the elderly came up together, hula and knelt on the ground.

Led by Dashan and his father, Storm Bear, thousands of people shouted, "I have seen three gods, may the gods of light and immortality live forever and bless me!"

Among them, only one old man did not prostrate, but stood there straight.

"Uncle Priest, what are you doing? Knock on the three gods!"

The mountains were in a hurry, and they hurriedly dragged the old man to salute together.

The rest of the tribe didn't know that Dashan had seen the power of Yin Lex and the others.

Even the Divine Envoy who was not a god was already so powerful, and it was already obvious how powerful the three gods should be.

"Humph! I don't! They are not gods at all, Dashan, you don't have to deceive the old man!"

The old man shook off Dashan's arm reluctantly, his face full of anger, and the arm holding the cane was trembling with intense anger.

"Who are you! Why did you come to my Menghu tribe to pretend to be a ghost?"

As soon as these words came out, the dozen or so natives who had survived the trial before were stupid, and they all wondered in their hearts whether this priest grandfather was old and had a lost brain?

The powerful power of the other party is placed here, and when you pray, you can feel the feeling of being watched by the gods, what is this not the coming of the true god?

It was with great difficulty that the mountain moved the gods of light and immortality, and sent these three true gods to lead the Valhalla to the lower realm to help us build a safe home.

What if you act like this and give people the anger to leave?

Dashan glanced at his father, and immediately grabbed the old priest's two arms, preparing to take down the upright old man on the spot first.

Unexpectedly, the Holy Monarch smiled slightly and waved his right hand.

The intense power of the Light formed two membranes, regaining the old priest's footing and standing in place.

"I am the god of light and immortality, the god of light in the line of light. I'm standing in front of you right now, and why do you question me as a fake?"

"Ridiculous!" The old priest's beard was trembling, "The old man has been the priest of the Menghu tribe for more than sixty years, and he has never heard of any gods of light and immortality, let alone you, the god of holy light!"

The Holy Monarch was not angry, but asked, "Then are you?

I never thought about whether the so-called god you believe in really exists."

"Of course the Menghu Heavenly God exists!" The old priest said loudly, "When I was still young, I had the privilege of seeing the true body of the god of Menghu! I will never forget that vigorous posture for the rest of my life!"

"Uncle Priest has really seen the Menghu Heavenly God?" Dashan was a little puzzled, and asked his father in a low voice, "Does the Menghu Heavenly God really exist?"

Storm Bear shook his head slightly: "I don't know, but when I was young, your grandfather once told me that he was fortunate enough to witness the true face of Menghu Heavenly God once with the priest."

"I have heard that each generation of priests can see each other twice, once before they succeed and once before they retire. But I haven't seen it, and I don't know if it's true or not, anyway, the priests of the previous generation said they had seen it."

"It is precisely for this reason that our tribe uses Menghu as a totem. Don't you see that the tiger on our totem has two wings?"

"And what's going on?" Dashan was surprised, "But the god of light and immortality clearly told me that the so-called Menghu Heavenly God did not exist at all. Not only the Menghu Heavenly God, but all the gods worshipped by the tribes are fake!"

Storm Bear raised his hand and gave Dashan an ear scraper: "The person who has seen the god of light and immortality is you, not you and me, how do I know?" It seems that the three gods are not angry, and they don't want us to deal with it, so let's watch quietly."

On the other side, the Divine Monarch smiled and asked, "Okay, what does this Menghu Heavenly God you said look like?" Where are you now? Can you ask him to come out and meet me?"

The old priest exclaimed, "Humph! How can the honor of the Menghu Heavenly God be seen by ordinary people like you who pretend to be gods and ghosts? His old man's true body is a mighty giant tiger with wings on his back, as tall as a tree, and snow-white fur all over his body!"

"Legend has it that in the center of the forest where our tribe hunts and tests every day, there is a snow-capped mountain as high as the sky, and its old man lives on top of that snow-capped mountain! If you're brave, you can try it!"

A giant white tiger with wings living on a snowy mountain?

Does this sound so familiar?

Mo Xuan said with some hesitation in the soul link, "Divine Senior, Elder Yin, do you remember that when we first arrived at the No. 1 Continent, there was such a fierce beast-level tiger on that snowy mountain? That's not what the old man is talking about, is it?"

Hearing him say this, Yin Lex and the Divine Monarch remembered that there seemed to be such a thing.

At that time, Qian Chaoguang ordered to explore the outside world first, and the other party ran fast, so they didn't care.

It can't really be the Menghu god in the other party's mouth, right?

A fierce beast that has been cultivated for 200,000 years?

Whether it's or not, you'll know when you catch it.

"Is that tiger on the snowy mountain? I see."

The Divine Monarch nodded slightly, and three pairs of angel wings popped out from behind him, and a brilliant divine light suddenly illuminated the place.

A powerful force poured out of him.

The holy light condensed into the shape of the Angel Holy Sword, and with a casual slash forward, a pitch-black spatial crack appeared out of thin air under the gaze of many natives.

The Holy Monarch vanished in a flash.

The passage of space closed, leaving the old priest alone in place.

It's not just the old priest who is stunned.

The people of the Menghu tribe were a little stunned.

Unlike the old priests, who were empty-headed, they were shocked by the power of the Holy Sovereign.

Dashan stabbed his father, lowered his voice and said, "Dad, if that Menghu Heavenly God really exists, then he should never exist again from today onwards."

Storm Bear raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say that?"

"The God of Light is a true god! That kind of power is not something that mortals can compete with at all, not even the legendary 100,000-year-old beast that can drop red souls." Oyama whispered, "Wait and see, maybe you'll ......meet the God of Light."

Before Dashan could finish speaking, he heard a loud bang, and a giant white tiger with a body length of at least thirty meters fell from the sky and smashed into the small forest on the side.

The whimper of pain was deafening, a terrible howl from the mouth of the tiger that had fallen down.

On top of its pair of silver-white brilliant wings, it was obvious that a scar could be seen pierced by the sword aura of holy light.

The blazing flames continued to burn like maggots on tarsal bones, making the soul beast's powerful recovery ability an ornament.

Judging from the appearance, this is nothing more than a 200,000-year-old Holy Spirit Heavenly Tiger, a species that has long been extinct on the Douluo Continent.

The loud sound caught everyone's attention.

The natives of the Menghu tribe immediately looked towards the smashed woods.

The Holy Monarch flapped three pairs of angelic wings and descended from the sky, slowly landing on the head of the white giant tiger.

He held the holy sword in his hand, and looked at the old priest with pity in his eyes: "This is the Menghu Heavenly God in your mouth? A mere 200,000-year-old beast tainted with the blood of an angel is worthy of being called a god?"

"This! This, this, this, ........"

The old priest was so frightened that he was speechless, and pointed at the Holy Spirit Tiger, completely speechless.

As he himself said, he will never forget the image of the "Menghu Heavenly God" for the rest of his life.

No, the other party is in front of him now.

It's just that the posture is not very elegant.

In less than half a minute, the other party had already been thrown from mid-air by the Holy Monarch like a chicken cub.

The Holy Monarch flapped his six wings and kicked the Holy Spirit Tiger who was wailing: "Roll up as a human, don't play dead here."

This kick was really confiscated at all, and he kicked the giant tiger dozens of meters long out of the air more than ten meters away.

Judging from the extremely obvious muffled and creaking sound, the Holy Monarch guaranteed to kick and shatter several bones of the opponent who didn't know what to do.

For this former high priest of the angel god who has been dedicated to fighting soul beasts and soul beasts since he was born.

The enmity between him and the soul beast was simply too big, and it was not something that could be let go of in a moment or a half.

In a flash of light, the huge Holy Spirit Heavenly Tiger slowly shrank, transforming into a strong man with a tall body and a hard face.

In terms of appearance alone, this human form is still quite handsome.

After all, he has the blood of an angel in his body, and he will never be ugly no matter what.

Isn't it......

Its current behavior has really ruined the beauty.

The Holy Spirit Heavenly Tiger burst into tears, hugged the feet of the Holy Monarch and began to kowtow.

While kowtowing, he begged for mercy: "Lord Angel Douluo, please don't kill me, don't kill me. I will be a cow and a horse for you in the future, I will be a cow and a horse for the entire Menghu tribe, I can let their tribe be the overlord within a radius of thousands of miles, I just ask you to give me a chance to atone for my sins, I don't dare to pretend to be a god anymore, you don't remember the villain, let me go this time......

This mouth is sharp, and the corners of Mo Xuan's mouth twitch behind him.

Judging from the performance of the other party......

Maybe it has also been to the Douluo Continent and seen other Seraphim Martial Spirit owners.

The Divine Monarch asked, "Do you know Angel Douluo? Know me?"

"Yes, I guess you must be the pope of the current generation of the Church!" The Holy Spirit Heavenly Tiger nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "The small one came from the Star Dou Great Forest on the Douluo Continent tens of thousands of years ago."

"I really can't survive anymore, the rest of the fierce beasts have joined forces to hunt me down, and the humans also want my soul ring and soul bones, so I have to venture across the ocean and settle down on this continent."

"Oh? Coincidentally, then we're still fellow countrymen." The Holy Sovereign's expression suddenly froze, "But you recognized the wrong person, I'm not the contemporary pope of the Church."

"You...... That's impossible! You are so strong in cultivation, like this

Pure light attribute and divine power, how could it not be ......" The Holy Spirit Heavenly Tiger was dumbfounded for a moment.

The other party is at least the strength of Peak Douluo!

And judging from the fluctuations of divine power faintly emanating from that body, he is definitely the leader of the angel clan.

How could the agent of the angel god in the world, the priest walking on the continent, not be the pope?

The Holy Monarch glanced at it and said coldly, "Because, I am the first pope of the Church, and now the god of light!"

The Holy Spirit Heavenly Tiger was a little choked, and the unspoken words were stuck in his throat, making a "ho-ho" sound.

It looked at the resolute and tough face of the man in front of it again in disbelief, and suddenly felt a chill on its back.

The whole body is cold, like falling into an ice cave.