Everyone has their own beliefs, and the inhabitants of the Blood Hell are no exception.

This day is the 25th day of September in the year 2013 of the Bloody Hell calendar.

At this time of year, it is the day of worship of the blood god.

hurriedly followed Lan Ye's footsteps and came to the middle of the village. At this time, a considerable number of villagers had gathered. They gathered around the iron platform, prostrate on the ground, and prayed very reverently.

On the iron platform, a statue made of stainless steel stood steadily, its movements and expressions were vividly depicted, with a slender body and a huge scythe on its back. His face is as hideous as a ghost, and he looks like a very dark god, but he is the creator of the Blood Prison!

Lan Ye said that this blood god statue has been in the blood prison for more than a thousand years.

"It's good to catch up!" he wiped his sweat, and before he could explain more, he climbed onto the iron platform. In a strange and pious prayer gesture, he faced the crowd and gently closed his eyes while his lips twitched.

"Today is the day when the great blood god created the blood prison, it was he who gave birth to us, it was he who blessed us, so that our Shura village could live here in peace, and he gave us life, air, light, and a qiē. He blesses us from evil spirits and peace for generations. Everyone, let us bow to the Blood God together!"

"God of Blood, Lord of Shura, please accept our prostration!"

All the villagers prayed together.

The entire ceremony was carried out in an orderly manner under the command of Lan Ye.

The villagers were prostrate on the ground, and none of them dared to stand up or do anything else to talk to themselves. They believed that disrespect to the gods would be condemned.

As the ancient worship progressed, one after another villagers shouted their wishes and prostrated their heads one after another. Seeking children, marriage, peace, and harvest, every appeal contains incomparable reverence for the blood god!

Half an hour later, the worship ended. The villagers stood up one after another, the beastly smell of the animal skin clothes on their bodies mixed with the earthy smell on the ground, forming a smell that was difficult to describe in words.

This is the smell of Bloody Hell.

Zhuo Yifan looked at this statue, his face was calm, but his heart was boiling.

He didn't know if it was this guy called the Blood God who created the zào world, and he didn't want to understand.

He just wants to understand when he will become a strong man who is worshipped. What is your own Dao heart? Blood Prison, and what is it? The mystery of the Demon Pupil, the mystery of the Iron Arm, the mystery of the soul, and the mystery of meditation......

There are too many unknown things swirling in Zhuo Yifan's mind. He felt that his mind was in turmoil. It's unusually messy.

"Why are you so disrespectful to the Blood God!" This was Zhou Qing's voice, and from the beginning, he had been observing Zhuo Yifan.

Zhou Qing's words resonated with the rest of the villagers, and one by one they stabbed towards Zhuo Yifan with indignant eyes.

"Kneel to your mother's immortal Banban! Who is he? I worship him?" Le Shi immediately became angry, his fist squeezed, and his bones made a clucking sound, and the village gates were startled, they didn't expect this outsider to be so domineering?

Lan Ye coughed lightly, he didn't express any opinion on this matter, and planned to see Zhuo Yifan's reaction.

"Whose child is this? so disrespectful to the Blood God?"

"Heh, aren't you a new outsider? If the village chief hadn't seen them pitiful and took them in, he would have been eaten by spirit beasts a long time ago!" Zhou Qing teased without any scruples, and said sinisterly: "Outsiders are not native to our Shura Village, they will definitely cause trouble! You can think about the beast tide ten years ago!"

Zhou Qing brought up the old story again, which suddenly made everyone panic, wasn't the beast tide ten years ago caused by outsiders angering a group of spirit beasts? At that time, a lot of people died in Shura Village.

A strong man finally couldn't bear it anymore, and when he thought of the tragic death of his wife ten years ago, he immediately shouted in anger: "Disrespect the blood gods, drive them out!

"Get rid of him!" Zhou Qing continued to add fuel to the fire!

"Get rid of these outsiders!" A group of villagers stood up from the ground with excitement from Zhou Qing, their eyes burning with anger, and Zhuo Yifan even smelled the killing intent in the village.

"Hmph! This is the guest I invited, who wants to drive it away?" Lan Shuang'er suddenly became furious, crossed his waist, puffed out his mouth, and glared at Zhou Qing angrily: "Zhou Qing, I advise you not to add fuel to the vinegar! You are so shameless! I actually bring up the old things again, if you do this, I will only hate you even more!"

"Twins, have you forgotten, your parents are also dead......"

Before Zhou Qing finished speaking, a loud slap rang out on the spot. Little Lori Lan Shuang'er was completely enraged by Zhou Qing!

"Shuang'er!" Zhou Qing was anxious, he covered his face, feeling very aggrieved.

“...... I don't want to see you again. After this slap, Lan Shuang'er's face became very gloomy, and she didn't take a second look at Zhou Qing.

The surroundings were silent, but the anger surging in everyone's hearts could be clearly heard.

But the tense atmosphere did not make Zhuo Yifan feel uneasy, he walked up to the iron platform with a smile, and came to Lan Ye's side casually, "Lan Ye, can I say a few words?"

It was a place where only the village chief could stand, and only on the day of worship of the god of blood. Isn't this outsider too bold! Isn't he afraid of the condemnation of the Blood God?

Lan Ye rolled his eyes at Zhuo Yifan, nodded, and said deliberately, "Of course! ”

After speaking, Lan Zhan also stepped aside, leaving Zhuo Yifan alone on the iron platform.

Zhuo Yifan looked around at the villagers around him, and then said loudly: "Here I must explain that I am not from Shura Village, and at the same time, I am not a believer in the Blood God. Everyone has their own beliefs. I have always been faithful to the deity I believe in, and no one but Him has been able to bend my knees. ”

"This is the Blood Hell, the world of the Blood God, you must respect the Blood God, or you will be damned!" one of the villagers yelled.

"In that case, do you respect the Blood God?"

"The Blood God is our believer, and of course we respect him. A villager stood up.

Zhuo Yifan nodded and continued: "The Blood God created this world, gave you life, let you be tempered, and have the ability and skills to survive, you are loyal to the Blood God and follow the Blood God. Living in the village of Shura, I want to hear it now, is there anyone who can say what Shura means?"

This sentence stunned everyone, because no one would care about the name.

The villagers shook their heads, and turned their gaze to the well-informed Lan Ye with some confusion. And Lan Ye also shook his head. Lan Ran looked at Zhuo Yifan strangely, twisting his white beard, thoughtful.

In a few words, Zhuo Yifan led everyone to a dead end, he paused slightly, and shook his head, "It seems that none of the villagers in Shura Village know the intentions of the Blood God, so they are imprisoned in this forest forever by the Blood God." In other words, you have great disrespect for the Blood God!"

"You...... Nonsense!" one of the villagers was furious.

"Am I talking nonsense?" Zhuo Yifan laughed, "Since it was the blood god who gave you life, it was the blood god who gave you thoughts, and it was also the blood god who gave the name of this village. And no one knows the meaning of this?"

The villagers were stunned and made eye contact with each other, but no one could tell the meaning. They just treated Shura as a common name.

"A bunch of stupid believers! A bunch of selfish cowards, you have blasphemed the god of blood from the beginning, blasphemed the expectations of the god of blood for you, and prayed to God all day long, but did nothing, this is not only an insult to the god of blood, but also an insult to Shura! You are not worthy of being a Shura, Shura Village should be renamed, I think it would be better to call it a fool's village. Zhuo Yifan yelled.

"You ......" The villagers began to be silent in the face of Zhuo Yifan's outburst. Some of the extremely superstitious villagers even closed their eyes, as if begging for forgiveness from the blood god.

"We don't know the meaning of Shura, what do you, an outsider, know!"

It was still Zhou Qing who spoke, robbing his own woman and shouting at himself in his own territory, this kid was really too arrogant! He turned his head to look at a group of villagers in anger, no longer caring about Lan Shuang'er's feelings, and shouted: "Kill this bastard who blasphemed the blood god!"

"Stupid! you are the ones who blaspheme!"

Zhuo Yifan jumped in front of Zhou Qing all of a sudden, Zhou Qing was stunned, stunned, and suddenly felt that his hair was upside down, and a fierce sense of oppression that almost suffocated him lingered heavily in his heart.

He was just a cultivator refining his body, how could he withstand the effects of the "Pupil of Fear"?

Suddenly, he clung to his hair and wailed as if he had gone mad, and his face was pale and motionless.

"This is the punishment of the Blood God for you, and the Blood God has sent me to explain the meaning of Shura to you foolish believers!"

Zhuo Yifan didn't pay attention to Zhou Qing, glared at everyone angrily, looking realistic, a living acting school: "Do you know what Shura is? Shura is synonymous with assembling aggressive, strong, and unyielding great gods! And you, are willing to stay in this fence forever?...... It's ridiculous!"

"Oh my God, the Blood God has given us such high hopes. The villagers began to talk.

I don't know how long it took for Zhou Qing to come to his senses.

"What the hell happened to me just now!"

After a while, Zhou Qing also came to his senses, and Zhuo Yifan, who was so frightened, even forgot what had just happened for a while. I only felt a strange purple light flashing in front of my eyes, and the whole person immediately fell into panic, and I couldn't help myself!

But these are irrelevant, what annoys Zhou Qing the most is that Zhuo Yifan actually embarrassed him!

He couldn't help but feel angry: "Who is he? Why did he deprive me of my relationship with Shuang'er when he first came to the village! I must kill him!"

Although Lan Shuang'er was not interested in him, he did not hate him to such an extent, and he even slapped himself! This is something that Zhou Qing can't bear! At this moment, he made up his mind and said that he would make Zhuo Yifan disappear!

"This is the guidance of the Blood God!"

At this time, the villagers yelled one by one and fell to the ground again.

For the first time in the history of the Day of Worship of the Blood God, the scene got out of hand. One by one, the villagers went crazy and kowtowed to the statue and to Zhuo Yifan. No matter how Zhou Qing shouted, no one paid attention to him, he was about to explode!

"Zhuo Yifan, I swear to you that I won't give up!" Zhou Qing yelled anxiously, stared at the man on the iron platform fiercely, and left in a hurry.

Seeing Zhou Qing go away, Zhuo Yifan probably guessed what he was going to do, it was nothing more than inviting someone to teach him a lesson, but he didn't take it to heart, and continued: "Let's reveal the past and regain ourselves!"

Flickering also depends on the situation, Zhuo Yifan expected the superstition of this group of lost lambs, so he made this decision. But I have to say that the first time I was a big fool, it felt pretty good.

"The blood god is mighty!" everyone knelt down in response.

"Zhuo Lie's son, this little guy is a little interesting......" Lan Zhan looked at this scene, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, but he was a little looking forward to the growth of this young man.