"As I said a long time ago, it is not you but me who will judge your guilt or not! From the day you decided to serve me with all your heart, you have been redeemed, your soul is now clean, it belongs to me, and you remember that from now on you will never think about it in your heart again, let alone say that you are a sinner, because that would be blasphemy against me, you know! The words of the broken army were like an initiation, and the body and soul of the color were washed in an instant, and the whole person even exuded a kind of divine brilliance.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Po Jun's mouth, and he suddenly felt that this kind of religious hypnosis was really effective, and a word could make people feel enlightened.

However, after experiencing these things, Po Jun suddenly felt that he seemed to underestimate the organization of "our power" a little too much, at the beginning, all the information that Po Jun got was instilled in him by Se, and now Po Jun seems that the strength of this organization is far from being as simple as Se said, Se is likely to know only the skin of this organization, the real strength of this organization seems to be very hidden, how can an organization that can sacrifice seventh-order warriors for fun at any time be as simple as Se said! Po Jun suddenly felt that the whole thing was getting more and more fun, but for what he thought in his heart, Po Jun didn't tell Se and Sun Fu.

More than 3,000 kilometers deep underground in the arena was built a base covering an area of white square kilometers, not so much a base as a splendid palace, where even the status of Israel had never been visited. In addition to the core members of the organization of "Our Power", the only people who can come here are those who are trapped here for the rest of their lives and cannot leave here until they die.

There was a very strange structure in the center of the base, and from a distance it looked like a heart that was tightly bound by chains and burned in the flames, and in the left ventricle of that heart, a white jade pile of stones, sat upright. He has the face of a young man, but there is a vicissitude in his eyes that young people do not have

With the activation of the method of instantaneous movement of the broken army. The three of them disappeared from the arena in an instant, and at the same time disappeared into the person's Xuanguang Mirror, in fact, the so-called Xuanguang Mirror and the insight device in the scientific and technological products are not much, they are all placed in a place or on someone's body A refined Xuanguang Stone, and then you can see the scenery of the place where the Xuanguang Stone is placed, there are no technological products in the Nether at all, otherwise a simple camera and a picture camera can completely achieve such an effect.

"It's a pity that there is a problem with the faithfulness of the color now. Otherwise, if you install a Xuanguang stone on her body, you can monitor that kid nearby, and a day's work can make the color of the loyal to the organization turn back, this kid seems to really have some ability! After a long sigh, the person sitting on the white jade pier turned off the Xuanguang mirror casually.

After returning to the Yuanke Building, Po Jun suddenly laughed, and muttered to himself: "It seems that the real person is not omniscient, at least he didn't expect that the Heart Refining Sect, a gang famous for making wine, is also very good at Dao formations. However, his common sense is obviously a little worse, he actually forgot that as long as the Yuan Shen is strong to a certain extent, he can directly track the ground signal sent by the Xuanguang Mirror, and then achieve the purpose of anti-voyeurism! As early as the moment the Xuanguang Stone in the arena was activated, Po Jun had already sensed it, and a wisp of his divine thought had already followed the radio waves emitted by the Xuanguang Stone and went upstream, investigating everything in that underground base. At the same time, I also saw the leaders behind the scenes of "Our Power".

When he observed the other party, Po Jun was slightly taken aback, originally in his subconscious, he always thought that the head of this organization was not very strong, but through the scanning of the divine sense, Po Jun found that this person had actually reached the realm of peeping into the void mentioned in the real person jade slip, compared to the original real person, it was only two realms different, this kind of cultivation can be called a master even in the space where the original real person is located, and if it is purely compared to the cultivation within the Taoist technique, this so-called leader is stronger than the broken army. But if you add the strong perverted primordial god of the broken army, plus the physical energy. The Broken Army has the confidence to defeat him, not to mention that the Broken Army has comprehended the rules of fire and the power of the sorrow of wounds.

If the head of that organization had known. It's just that he used the Xuanguang Mirror once, and the opponent found out his details, and I don't know if he will smash this Xuanguang Mirror in anger.

This kind of bloody and perverted competition is only suitable for those who are rich but live a more depressed life, for Po Jun to see it for the first time is curious, and the second time he lets him see it, what kind of flesh and blood flying below will not cause him to feel a little bit, Po Jun has never thought of himself as a savior, so he only does things according to his preferences, and he cares if he looks at it pleasing to the eye, and if it is not pleasing to the eye, even if the other party is divided in front of him, it will not have a trace of touch on Po Jun.

Those gladiators in the arena are like a group of walking corpses in the eyes of the broken army, they have been suppressed and forced to fight for a long time, so that they have become numb, the broken army thinks that these people are not qualified to be helped by him at all, a woman can fight with the person her brother likes in order to survive, and this man can let his sister and girlfriend fall into such a hell in order to survive, thinking of this, the broken army looked back at the color, and he wondered in his heart, why did he not see the servility in the body of the color, On the contrary, I saw self-improvement and self-esteem, which is also the reason why Pojun is willing to help her, only helping those who can help those who dare to challenge fate and who are pleasing to their eyes, this is the creed of Pojun.

Kuwa is just such a girl who makes Po Jun look pleasing to the eye, but unfortunately she died, and she was very tragically killed, Po Jun felt that he should do something for Ku Wa!

That night, in the altar of the kingdom of the Balance Kingdom, the high priest Kong Ma was kneeling in front of the altar, praying sincerely! Kongma is a Goou person, this year is 382 years old, the average life expectancy of Goou people is about 260 years old, so Kongma is already a super high life expectancy among Goou people, but it is also about to come to the end of life.

It is different from the general Goo male stout body. The body of the high priest of empty hemp is definitely not strong, and even thin and withered like a section of burnt black charcoal, but in the entire nether realm, no one feels to underestimate empty hemp, and even in the Tianping Country, which has lost the oracle for three hundred years, it has only lost its previous open territory, and it can still keep the land of its own country, and the empty hemp is indispensable. It is precisely because all the countries of the land are afraid of emptiness that they dare not persecute the Tianping Kingdom too much. The reason why they are afraid of Kongma is that Kongma is a fanatic, and he is the best death fanatic among fanatics.

Fanatics are those who have reached the level of obsession with religious beliefs, and there are not many fanatical believers in the Nether Realm after the long-term rule of Cloud City, and these fanatics can truly fight for the glory of the gods until there is only one breath left, and generally people like this can fully volatilize the potential of their own bodies. And then increase their energy several times dozens of times, but hundreds of millions of believers are not easy to appear in a death fanaticism, the biggest difference between death fanatics and ordinary fanatics is that they do not need salvation, but complete dedication, ordinary fanatics give up their lives, is to hope that the soul can return to God's side to serve God! Death maniacs, on the other hand, rely on very solid beliefs. They can sacrifice their souls at any time in order to obtain a powerful or even temporary rival to the Lord God, and to inflict divine punishment on sinners in the lower realms instead of God.

Gods do not intervene in the battle of the untouchables, this is something that every untouchable knows deeply, and in the Nether without God's intervention, death fanaticism is basically invincible. After burning their lives, they can destroy at least half of a country with a blow they send out, although they can maintain this power for a very short time, but it is undeniable that in this short time, he can attack at least three times, as long as his attack is not sent to the same country, and causes that country to perish, otherwise God will not intervene, in the history of the Fourteen Kingdoms for ten thousand years. There have been more than a dozen death fanaticisms. But when they were really forced to take action, there was a time when the death maniac was still the first generation. Since that apocalyptic time, all nations have come to a consensus not to offend a death fanatic, unless it is absolutely necessary.

Three hundred years, Kongma has been waiting for the re-advent of the gods, Kongma joined the temple at the age of five as a minor monk, at the age of fifteen he saw the oracle land coming, since then he has become a fanatic believer, and at the same time was promoted to a senior priest by the temple, and after another fifty years, the sixty-five-year-old Kongma finally grew into a death maniac, and it is also the only death maniac in the entire nether world, that is, he took over the position of the high priest of the temple, but he did not expect that after he took over the position of the high priest, After the oracle only appeared once at his coronation ceremony, it never appeared again, which caused many believers to suspect that the high priest was a slave who was not favored by God, so the oracle would not have reappeared, if it wasn't for the oracle at the coronation ceremony, Kuma himself might have thought that it was his own sins that caused God's abandonment, but through the encouragement of the main god at the coronation ceremony, Kuma knew that God did not abandon him, but there must be some reason why he did not appear, for this belief, Kuma has persevered, He worked in the position of high priest for three hundred and seventeen years under great pressure, and finally yesterday, more than three hundred years after the oracle disappeared, the miracle came again, the holy fire was rekindled, and even he who was already extremely weakened was suddenly rejuvenated by the divine light that descended on him.

From the moment the flame was lit, Kuma had been kneeling here, he was waiting for the oracle given to him by God, he had been kneeling here for a day and a night, until now his whole body was stiff, but Kuma was still there to pray with a motionless and sincere heart.

Suddenly, the holy flame that burned happily suddenly rose to the sky, and the huge fire with a diameter of two meters connected to the sky and the ground, and when Kong Ma saw the scene in front of him, he knew that the oracle was about to be produced, and immediately stared straight at the flame and prayed, and at the same time, his whole body trembled with excitement, because he knew in the records of the classics that the form of this flame pillar was usually a sign of the arrival of the god himself. Kong Ma secretly speculated in his heart, because in the past, oracles appeared directly in the flames, and occasionally there were divine servants or low-level gods and high-level gods coming, like the arrival of high-level gods is not uncommon but too rare, and it has only appeared three times in the history of Tianping Country in ten thousand years.

A vague figure slowly appeared in the firelight, and as the figure gradually solidified, the empty numb was completely stunned. The bright armor like flames, the scales that symbolize order on both shoulders, all these things are so familiar, because Kuma has been kneeling and worshipping in front of the statue that is exactly like this form for more than 300 years, and Kuma can forget everything, but he will never forget what it is.

As soon as Pojun walked out of the flames, he saw the empty hemp kneeling there staring blankly at him. Through the special appearance of Kong Ma, the broken army already knows. This is the high priest of the Tianping Country, Kongma, but the Kongma in front of him doesn't seem to be as terrible as the outside world has spread in the eyes of the broken army! In Pojun's opinion, this empty hemp is a bit dull and stupid.

The only way that the Broken Army could think of to help the original people was to send an oracle to their own subject country and let them treat the original people well, as for the original people of other countries, the broken army could find a way to get them to the Tianping Country, after all, the original people were large. It is already equivalent to one-third of the population of Tianping Country, if you want to get all of them, you must expand the territory of Tianping Country in order to accommodate them, and the best way is war, through war you can expand your territory, and at the same time, you can let those defeated countries hand over the original tribes in their territory as war compensation.

After learning about Sun Fu. Po Jun knew about the so-called death mania, of course Po Jun knew about the sacrifice of the so-called death maniac burning soul, and temporarily obtained all the power given by the main god It is pure nothing, at least Po Jun is now the main god of Tianping Country, but he doesn't think he can lend any power to the other party, and after careful study, Po Jun came to a conclusion. A person with devout beliefs, his soul is undoubtedly very powerful, if he has a way to release this powerful power in an instant, the terrifying attack power, even the broken army does not dare to hard-connect, because that attack is not just ordinary energy, it contains the power of persisting in this rule.

Seeing that Kongma was still there in a daze, Po Jun finally snorted a little annoyed, if it weren't for seeing the folds on the other party's face, Po Jun couldn't do it. Otherwise, he would have already kicked the dazed empty hemp out with one kick.

Po Jun let out an angry "hum" and woke up Kongma. He immediately realized how rude his actions were, and he immediately slammed his head on the ground. While kowtowing and praying for Pojun's forgiveness, seeing such an old man kneeling in front of him, kowtowing his forehead was bruised, Pojun felt awkward for a while, and immediately told Kong Ma that he had forgiven the other party.

Hearing that the god of the earth he had worshiped all his life had forgiven his blasphemy, Kong Ma immediately stiffened for no reason, prostrate at the feet of Pojun, and kissed Pojun's feet reverently and excitedly.

"High Priest Kongma, you get up first, I have something to explain to you, God's time is not to be wasted, but for your piety, I still sincerely appreciate it, I will give you another hundred years of life, let you do more things for me in the world, and then return to my side to serve me!" After Po Jun finished speaking, he raised his hand and drew out a trace of water source power and injected it into the body of the empty hemp, with the injection of this source power, the body of the empty hemp seemed to be inflated, and it instantly grew half a foot taller, and the wrinkles were reduced by more than half, living up to the shriveled at the beginning!

Water is the source of life, needless to say about the benefits of the body, the broken army has found that since the comprehension of a small number of fire rules, the rules of water that are countered with it have also developed over time, and the broken army is becoming more and more comprehensible, although now he can't rely on the little thing he understands to bring people back to life, but it is still possible to simply let people live a few more years to break the army.

Feeling the life force in his body, he was excited, he knew that his body was too old, and he could hold on for another year or two at most, although death was not terrible for Kongma, he just returned to the main god to serve, but Kongma was not reconciled, because he felt that although he was the most powerful high priest in Tianping Country, he was also the most incompetent high priest in the history of Tianping Kingdom, because there was no oracle for three hundred years, and he did not dare to act without a will, and he had been mediocre for three hundred years, didn't do anything, which was definitely a huge pain in Kongma's heart, and even made him have no face to see his main god after he died.

Today, the Lord God himself came, came to him, extended his life, and personally told him that there was an important thing to explain to him, and he felt a little stunned by great happiness for a moment, and in his heart he felt that three hundred years of happiness were concentrated in his heart in an instant, and for a while he couldn't bear this feeling of great happiness, if it wasn't for the water source power that broke the army to help him solidify his body, this happy impact could have killed him.

Po Jun sat on a chair formed by a raging fire, and there was a pious face standing under him, he saw with his own eyes the divine power of the Lord God, and the holy fire that was originally connected to the sky and the earth was rolled back between the waves of the Lord God, directly forming the cyan flame chair. . .