The pitch-black leopard looked at Chen Qun with far-reaching eyes.

"Don't worry, the time here is different from the outside world, you can feel it well, it's good for you."

The faint aurora twists and turns in the sky, reflecting the domain of the ancestors, which looks vast and wild, and full of psychedelic colors.

"You don't blame me for hurting so many people in Wakanda?"

Feeling that the other party had no malicious intent, Chen Qun also slowly relaxed, and when he heard Baster's words, he not only asked suspiciously.

The corners of the black leopard's mouth are slightly hooked, as if smiling.

"Death is never the end, but a new beginning."

"You don't understand it now, and now is not the time."

"Go ahead."

The black leopard squatted steadily, and the road under Chen Qun's feet suddenly lengthened infinitely, and in an instant, Baste turned into a black dot and disappeared in Chen Qun's eyes.

And the next moment, the aurora was entangled, as if it had turned into a torrent of red, and the weeds around it were also growing wildly.

Chen Qun watched this scene quietly, the weeds grew and withered, withered and grown; The aurora flows, and the cycle repeats.

From time to time, a black leopard walked by, and everything around it was constantly rotating like a sphere.

In the distance, a strange and vast song sounded, primitive and wild.

The sound of insects, leopards, rustling, life and death, seems to be constantly staged on this grassland.

Chen Qun slowly closed his eyes, silently feeling everything, feeling that his qi was growing.

When he opened it again, the black leopard in front of him was still sitting quietly in front of him, as if he had never gone away, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

But Chen Qun could feel that his qi had indeed grown a lot.

"Thank you for the gift."

Chen Qun said this sentence sincerely, after all, he took the other party's benefits for nothing, and he should say thank you.

"You should go, say hello to the Ancient One for me."

Baste didn't reply, just waved his right paw, and with his words, Chen Qun's eyes darkened and disappeared into the Ancestral Domain.

Seeing the emptiness in front of her, Baste couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"The only ...... The possibilities are endless."

The black leopard man stood up and took the form of a human, with a swarthy face that was strangely handsome, neither male nor female, only Bastet and Buster.

"Again and again......

There was a certain indescribable tiredness in the golden eyes, and the deep gaze seemed to penetrate everything.

As soon as he saw it, a scepter was handed out of a pair of purple hands and picked up by another man. ………

The territory of Wakanda

The clouds and mist cover the mountains like a quilt, and the mountains are undulating, and the clouds are surging up and down, with clear layers, like a fairyland.

One of the mountains is the sacred place of Wakanda, where heart-shaped grass is cultivated.

It was here that the original Black Panther Baaga was guided by the Black Panther God and became the first Black Panther, unifying all the tribes.

And inside the mountain, in the dimly lit caves, lighted torches provide light, and out of adherence to tradition and respect for the panther god, everything around it remains pristine.

The boxy medicine garden is planted with sparse purple herbs. There was a pit on the side filled with red sand.

The old king and his entourage were lowering their heads, their hands crossed in front of their chests, quietly watching the red sand in front of them bury Chen Qun in the pit.

The female warriors and elders didn't know why the old king wanted to give up such a great opportunity, and it was clear that the other party had lost the ability to resist, so why didn't he do it?

But under the old king's seemingly golden eyes, surrounded by the solemn two black panther statues around him, the group could only give up some thoughts and quietly wait for the ceremony to proceed.

However, they firmly believe that Chen Qun will definitely die! Because the heart-shaped grass was a gift from the Black Panther God, a fanatic like Chen Qun would definitely die in the wrath of the Black Panther God

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"Whew!"

It didn't take long for the crimson sand to suddenly begin to tremble, and a big hand rushed out, and Chen Qun sat up all of a sudden, shaking off the layers of his body

"Black Panther God!"

Chen Qun opened his eyes and stretched out his right hand, the purple light receded, and three black marks like leopard claws slowly disappeared.

The people around looked at the scene in disbelief.

Although the Golden Tribe has always ruled Wakanda, over the years, there have been marriages with various tribes, so the elder bloodlines of other tribes can also take the heart-shaped grass.

But Chen Qun obviously couldn't be the bloodline of the royal family or other elders.

Because Wakanda's pure royal blood can blend perfectly into the night, and Chen Qun obviously can't do this.

"How is that possible?!"

And seeing that Chen Qun didn't have anything to do, the others seemed to collapse their faith in an instant, and Wakanda revered the primitive tradition, which had both advantages and disadvantages.

Because of the tradition, even with the development of technology, the king of Wakanda is still the embodiment of a god who combines military, political and religious powers.

And it is also in accordance with tradition, and all of a sudden faith collapses just like now, and the warrior who should be brave and fearless can't even hold the spear in his hand, and falls to the ground with a clatter.

Constantly muttering to himself, as if denying everything he sees.

Not good!

The old king's face changed, if this matter spread, I am afraid that the whole country will be in an uproar and question the existence of the black panther god.

"The crocodile god is above, and the panther god is above."

Elder Banker, who was the lord of the River Tribe, snapped to his knees and watched Chen Qun straighten up, the frenzy in his eyes quickly taking over the entire eye socket.

"You must have been favored by the crocodile god, and this time it is a divine punishment to remind us!"

Elder Banker exclaimed, "We rely too much on vibranium, so you warn us to respect tradition and respect the gods!"

Talent!

The old king roared in his heart, and Elder Banker could be described as a divine assist this time.

He had taken the Heart-Shaped Grass, so he naturally knew the existence of the Ancestral Domain, and he also understood that the Black Panther God was real.

The current situation is obviously that the Black Panther God has recognized the other party for some reason, but the people and others cannot understand and accept it.

Rather than this, it is better to say that the other party is the patron of the crocodile god, and he only borrowed Chen Qun's hand to send down divine punishment before, so that the other party can accept the matter of taking the heart-shaped grass!

"Not bad! Lord Chen Qun is the patron of the crocodile god."

Before you knew it, the old king's title had quietly changed: "You must have seen the panther god!"

Looking at the old king's blazing eyes, Chen Qun also nodded, "I did see the panther god and received a gift."

Seeing Chen Qun's serious face, the people around him also believed Elder Banker's statement, and began to wonder if it was because he paid too much attention to vibranium and ignored the tradition that he provoked the anger of the gods.