Hua Feiyun couldn't imagine that there were people in the world who could have such a unique and firm power of faith.

The light in those eyes was incomparably shining, bright, and it could be clearly seen that there was a firm belief in something. Because this belief also produces a strong spiritual power.

"My god is here, and he should be worshipped!"

The yellow sand was roaring, accompanied by the whispered words of the leader man, and the other people of the Mimoro tribe behind him all spoke.

The deep voice echoed through the desert, forming a wave of reverence that raged the air, merging into the overwhelming yellow sand, exuding greater majesty and pressure.

Immediately following the next moment, the disciples of the Sword Sect changed color in horror.

As soon as they grasped the weapon, the true yuan on their bodies was brewing and fluctuating, and their eyes were also sharp.

The Mimoro clan, led by the man at the head, stepped into the dividing line between the two sides, and they stepped in.

"Huhu!"

The yellow sand fluttered across the sky, crashing into the void with a low roar. As the Mi Mo Luo clan collectively stepped into the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, the overwhelming yellow sand above their heads also rushed in.

Distorted, stirred, and transformed into pieces of wave-like shapes, shaking the hearts of every Sword Sect disciple present.

"What the hell are they going to do?!"

The disciples of the Sword Sect, who were originally ready for battle, were shocked again after seeing the Mi Mo Luo clan's movements in the next second.

Thousands of Mimoro people stepped in, knelt on their knees, and slowly bowed down in the direction where the seven peaks were.

The majestic mental pressure swept around, and the yellow sand fluctuated, turning into blurred human faces, appearing on the waves, their mouths trembling, telling something.

In the Sword Palace, Jiang Liu squinted his eyes and stared at the Mimoro clan with a thoughtful expression.

At the moment when the clan knelt on the ground to worship, he was keenly aware that he was surrounded by wisps of golden power.

This is a new power that has never been seen before, full of majestic spiritual energy, but also shaking the power of illusory faith.

He didn't know how to use it, and he didn't know how to absorb it. As soon as the power appeared, it surrounded him, as if it was made for him.

This made Jiang Liu understand that the source of his power might be the Mimoro clan.

"The power of faith?"

He muttered, fingers reaching out slightly, trying to make contact with the force.

When the golden power is touched between the fingers, a trace of ripples spreads. Suddenly, a wonderful scene appeared. The golden energy seemed to be able to change with his mind, producing all kinds of strange manifestations.

"To believe is to have, a power of extreme self-idealism!"

Jiang Liu's eyes were slightly condensed, trying to dissect this never-before-seen power.

A moment later, he spoke again with interest.

"When the spiritual, believing power reaches a certain level, it is able to influence the material and the objective. ”

"Does the virtual interfere with reality?"

After a few attempts, he found that this power, when the concentration, or mass, reaches a certain limit, and is capable of slightly altering the actual material facts that really exist.

What does that mean?

In other words, if you can harness the power of this faith, you will be able to do things that you couldn't do before. For example, stones turn into gold, and for example, void creatures have the ability to create.

The power of human spirit and belief is originally a force to create nothingness from nothingness. When the power of this nothingness reaches a certain level, after some transformation, it can be transformed into reality.

It was a wonderful discovery, and Jiang Liu was very interested in it.

And soon, he discovered that simply manipulating the power of faith was not the right way to use it.

This pure, insane power of faith seems to be able to merge with the power of luck. No, no, it can promote the growth of luck.

It's like a wonderful catalyst that can accelerate the growth of the power of luck, merge with it, merge the two, and then burst out with stronger power.

Jiang Liu's eyes were bright, and he was even more interested.

True Yuan, luck, the power of faith, the essential power of this world, it seems that it is also extremely complicated.

"This kind of integration doesn't even need me to lead, but will be subtle and natural. ”

"The power of faith, the power of luck, the two powers are the best match. ”

He sighed softly, and saw that in the luck that was as thin as a gossamer, there was a strange transformation with the power of faith, and it became stronger.

As for luck, the river flow is still not understood. But several times, with the contact, I slowly have a preliminary understanding.

This kind of thing is very subtle and very important, especially for the sect, it has infinite use.

Nangong Taihuang, taking Hongmeng's luck as an opportunity, wanted to unite with him, which also exposed the importance of the luck of the Great Wilderness Mountain.

For the sect behind it, it is still necessary to covet the luck of the Great Barren Mountain, let alone the river. He could vaguely imagine the effect of this kind of luck on the Great Wilderness Sword Sect.

"Feiyun, pass on the order of the deity, don't stop the Mimoro clan, let them come. ”

Jiang Chuan's voice was faintly said.

The power of pure faith came to him, and although I don't know why, it was useful.

Judging by his beliefs, he could naturally conclude that the people in this wild desert in the southern realm did not have any bad intentions towards him.

Hua Feiyun received it, and although he was shocked in his heart, he still respectfully bent down to obey the order.

The Mi Mo Luo clan had yellow sand on their heads, passed through the mountains and forests, and came all the way to the Great Wilderness Sword Sect. As they approached, the power of faith grew purer and greater.

Quantitative changes are gradually causing qualitative changes, and Jiang Liu noticed that the luck of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect is undergoing a rapid change.

From the original filament, it has become thicker, and the position of the head has also changed. First, three thinner whiskers appeared, followed by a skull.

It looks like a bull's head, with two bags bulging above its forehead, and its eyes are closed, as if it is sleeping, and it is impossible to open them.

This appearance immediately made Jiang Liu stunned.

"Dragon's head?"

"A fully developed faucet?"

Although the power of luck has changed, although it is still small, it has already appeared with a strange head, like a dragon head that has not grown.

At the same time, a circle of qi ripples in the sky above the Sword Palace also spread out, shaking the void and sweeping in all directions. In an instant, the entire Great Wilderness Sword Sect was included in it.

Jiang Liu squinted, blessed to the soul, and already felt that the range of his activities was larger.

The Great Wilderness South Mountain Belt, the barren and dry desert, are all included in the scope of the sect. It also represents the complete surrender of the Mimoro clan.

"But, why?"

With joy in his heart, Jiang Liu also had a trace of doubt.

The strength of the Mimoro clan is not weak, and it can even be regarded as an extremely difficult bone to gnaw in the Great Wilderness Mountain. But in this way, he inexplicably surrendered to him, and provided him with a lot of faith power.

"Do they think I'm a god?"