No, right now there is a good opportunity to accumulate fanatical followers - the Great Resurrection.
In this uncivilized and ignorant land, the accumulation of faith is quite simple and easy.
Why is it that the more developed a civilization is, the harder it is for true gods to emerge?
Because in a civilization with advanced science and technology, it is difficult to believe in the so-called "god" based on the general education level of the people and their knowledge and understanding of the world.
Unless the level of science and technology reaches its peak, and one can truly realize the existence of the "True God" and discover the benefits that the True God can bring to civilization, then the two will cooperate with each other.
Otherwise, only this uncivilized stage would be the easiest time to develop faith.
Just from the performance just now, a fanatical believer was born among the dozen or so natives, and everyone else was a devout believer.
What a terrifying concept is this?
As long as there are hundreds of fanatical believers, it will be easy to ignite the divine fire!
In such a "fertile" faith soil, it is possible for several more saints to be born!
Ignore the shocked natives.
A Fan said hello to the three "gods", handed over the corpses and souls to the divine monarch, and then entered through the gate of heaven and returned to the "god realm".
Then, the door to eternity also closed and disappeared into the air.
Yinlix walked up to Dashan and smiled: "You are Dashan, right? The boy who awakened the power of divine magic on his own."
Dashan hurriedly replied respectfully: "Respect God, I am Dashan."
Yinlux chuckled: "You don't have to be so formal. Where is your tribe? Let's go there now. Resurrect these children earlier, so we can start completing the mission entrusted to us by the God of Light and Immortality earlier."
Hearing this, Dashan immediately identified the direction and pointed in one direction: "Honored God, keep walking this way. The fireball in the sky will rise and fall about fifteen times and we will arrive."
"Yeah, I understand."
Yinlux nodded slightly.
The staff in his hand suddenly burst into brilliant golden light and shadow.
When Dashan and the other natives came to their senses, they were horrified to find that they had been enveloped in a ball of golden power and flown into the air.
Before they could show their fearful expressions, the natives felt their feet shake, and immediately felt a sense of being down to earth.
Dashan looked around blankly and found that his legs were firmly standing on the ground.
Isn't this lush mountain at the foot where their tribe is located?
Now, he was standing less than a hundred meters away from his door.
The entrance to the cave occupied by the Menghu tribe for generations is right in front of us.
Some of the tribe members who had just gone out and the two tribe warriors who were responsible for guarding now had their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open, staring blankly at the people who had just appeared.
"You...you...this..."
An old man with slightly less mental endurance seemed to be overly frightened.
He tremblingly pointed at the mountain and muttered a few words. He didn't even take a breath and actually fainted.
It was Yinlux who used his soul power to support him, which prevented the frail old man from being thrown to death on the spot.
"Elder Dashu!"
A young native next to him exclaimed and hurriedly gathered around, carrying the old man named "Big Tree" back to the cave with all his hands and feet.
The rest of the people also ran back in a huff, except for the two warrior guards holding bone spears who were still looking nervously at the entrance of the cave.
Dashan greeted the people of the Menghu tribe: "Hey! Hello! I am Dashan! We are back!"
"You...are you really a mountain?" One of the guards asked tremblingly, "They...who are they?"
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Hundreds of people rushed to that station, and their bodies continued to release a chilling aura.
Not to mention that these natives were afraid, even the most elite soul master legions and soul master groups on the Douluo Continent were equally scared when they saw it.
Six hundred strong men with the lowest cultivation level at the high-level Contra level are standing there. Even if they do nothing, they will naturally form a powerful aura that will frighten the people around them.
"Big Shitou, Little Shitou, what are you two doing? Of course I am Dashan! I will prove it to you!"
Seeing his companions asking questions, 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 distinguished guests. Go call my father and all the elders over! Hurry!"
"Then...then you guys wait here..."
The young man named Xiao Shitou left a word and ran into the cave as if he were running away, leaving his brother alone and frightened.
The indigenous warriors and teenagers who were still alive walked out of the team and walked toward the cave, calling the big stone's name as they walked.
"Da Shitou, don't you have bad eyesight! Can't you even recognize us?"
"That's right, what's there to be afraid of? I'm telling you, it'll be good for you to run over and see me later!"
"Uncle Big Stone, look, I have received a gift from God!"
"..."
The familiar faces and the barrage of words made Da Shitou feel a little confused.
He could recognize that this was the team that set off for a trial in the forest half a month ago.
But how come they came back so quickly?
How long has it been?
Although Da Shi put down some doubts, his eyes still flashed with a wary look, and he would not let these returning natives get close to him.
Even though these look like they are all his people.
The little stone moves very quickly.
In just half a minute, an old man as strong as a bear rushed out.
It is also the Dreadclaw Bear martial spirit that is exactly the same as the mountain.
However, he has a total of nine soul rings, and the ratio of soul rings is better than Dashan's: one white, two yellow, two purple, and four black.
Although it is not the best ratio, it is already considered excellent in this primitive continent.
Behind the burly old man were several other burly and stout old men, the youngest of whom were at least sixty years old.
Although his aura is not weak, his cultivation is somewhat average.
Apart from one Soul Douluo, there are only two Soul Saints and five Soul Emperors.
Originally, the old man who was leading the group was still very aggressive when he first came out.
but......
When he saw the 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 skins he was wearing.
Not just Dashan’s father.
The few old men who just came out basically had the same reaction.
If it weren't for their clansmen, their relatives and descendants in this cave, I'm afraid some of the old men would be so frightened that they would run away as fast as possible.
Four hundred Contras and two hundred Titled Douluo rushed to that station, and everyone looked scared.
"Dad! Elders, we are back!"
Seeing that his father and many elders had come out, Dashan took three steps and two steps at a time and quickly came to the front.
Several old men looked at each other, looking at the situation in front of them, no one could speak.
Penetrating, too penetrating.
In the end, Mr. Baoxiong, who serves as the leader of the tribe, "is not afraid of danger".
He stepped forward and asked his biological son: "Dashan, what is going on? Why did you come back so quickly? Where did the rest of them go?"
"Dad, it's like this..."
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As soon as he got off the ground, Dashan immediately told his father and several elders everything that had happened before and what he had seen and heard.
Judging from the wonderful and continuously changing expressions on their faces, this incident should have given them a great shock.
Elderly people are mostly stubborn and stubborn.
But when they saw the brilliance of divine magic appearing in Dashan's hand, they could no longer maintain their composure. The expressions on the faces of Yinlax and the others suddenly became eager and fearful.
Under Dashan's explanation, several old men quickly turned around and returned to the cave, shouting something loudly.
After a while, thousands of men, women, and children poured out of the cave.
They were all wearing clothes made of animal skins, and their faces had the same confused and frightened expressions as those of the elders.
The three Yinlexs watched all this quietly from a short distance away, and ordered the undead creatures to retreat further to reduce the threat to them.
There are thousands of people in this tribe, and there are also titled Douluo.
According to the judgment of the Holy Sovereign, this could definitely be considered a large tribe.
Being able to maintain a common life for thousands of people is quite difficult for people in this era.
An ordinary small tribe may only have a dozen or dozens of people.
It is very rare to have more than a hundred people.
The larger the group is, 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 but difficult to attack, safe.
All the members of the Menghu tribe stepped forward, even the children and the elderly, and knelt on the ground with hula and lala.
Led by Dashan and his father Bao Xiong, thousands of people shouted loudly: "I have seen the three gods. May the God of light and immortality live forever and bless me!"
Among them, there was only one old man who did not kowtow, but stood upright.
"Uncle Priest, what are you doing? Kowtow to the three lords of the gods!"
The mountain was in such a hurry that I had to drag the old man along to salute.
Others in the tribe didn't know, but Dashan had seen the power of Yin Lax and others.
Even the envoy who is not a god is already so powerful. It is already obvious how powerful the three gods must be.
"Humph! I don't! They are not gods at all, Dashan, don't try to trick me!"
The old man violently threw away Dashan's arm, his face full of anger, and the arm holding the cane was trembling with intense anger.
"Who are you? Why do you come to our Menghu tribe to pretend to be gods?"
As soon as these words came out, the dozen or so natives who had survived the trial were dumbfounded, and they all thought to themselves, is the priest grandfather too old and confused?
The powerful power of the other party lies here. When praying, you can also feel the feeling of being watched by the gods. What is this if not the arrival of the true god?
It took great effort for Dashan to impress the God of Light and Immortality, and sent these three true gods to lead the Legion of Heroes to the lower realms to help us build a safe home.
What if your behavior makes someone angry?
Dashan and his father looked at each other, and immediately joined hands to grab the old priest's arms, preparing to take down the upright old man on the spot.
Unexpectedly, the holy monarch smiled slightly and waved his right hand.
The strong power of holy light formed two thin films, which stabilized the old priest and stood him in place.
"I am the God of Light and Immortality, the God of Holy Light in the Light God System. I am standing in front of you now, why do you doubt that I am fake?"
"Absurd!" The old priest's beard was trembling with anger. "I have been the priest of the Menghu Tribe for more than sixty years. I have never heard of the God of Light and Immortality, let alone you, the God of Holy Light. !」
The holy monarch was not angry, but asked: "Then do you
I have never thought about whether the so-called God you believe in really exists? "
"Of course the tiger god exists!" the old priest said loudly, "When I was still young, I was lucky enough to see the true form of the tiger god! I will never forget that vigorous figure in my life!"
"Uncle the priest has really seen the Tiger God?" Dashan was a little confused and asked his father in a low voice, "Does the Tiger God really exist?"
Bao Xiong shook his head slightly: "I don't know, but when I was young, your grandfather once told me that he was lucky enough to witness the true appearance of the Tiger God together with the priest."
"I heard that each generation of priests can meet each other twice, once before taking over and once before retiring. But I haven't seen it. I don't know if it is true or not. Anyway, the priests of the previous generation also said that they have met."
"It is precisely for this reason that our tribe uses the tiger as its totem. Didn't you see that the tiger on our totem has two wings?"
"Is there such a thing?" Dashan was extremely surprised, "But the God of Light and Immortality told me clearly that the so-called Tiger God does not exist at all. Not only the Tiger God, but also the gods worshiped by all tribes are fake!"
Bao Xiong raised his hand and gave Dashan a slap in the ear: "You are the one who has seen the God of Light and Immortality, not you and me. How do I know? It seems that the three gods are not angry, and they don't want us to Let’s deal with it and watch it quietly.”
On the other side, the Holy Monarch smiled and asked: "Well, what does the Tiger God you mentioned look like? Where is he now? Can you ask him to come out and meet me?"
The old priest said angrily: "Hmph! How can the honor of the Tiger God be seen by ordinary people like you who are pretending to be gods? His true form is a head with two wings on his back, and his body is as tall as a big tree, with branches growing all over his body. A mighty giant tiger with snow-white fur!"
"According to legend, in the center of the forest where our tribe hunts and conducts trials daily, there is a snow-capped mountain as high as the sky. His old man lives on top of that snow-capped mountain! If you have the courage, you can try to challenge it!"
A giant white tiger with wings that lives in the snowy mountains?
Why does this sound so familiar?
Mo Xuan said hesitantly in the soul link: "Holy Senior, Mr. Yin, do you remember that when we first arrived on Continent No. 1, there was such a beast-level tiger on the snow mountain? This old man Isn’t that what you’re talking about?”
After hearing what he said, Yinlix and the Holy Monarch suddenly remembered that something like this happened.
At that time, Qian Chaoguang ordered to explore outside first, and since the other party was running very fast, they ignored him.
Isn't it really the tiger god that the other party talks about?
A ferocious beast with 200,000 years of cultivation?
Whether it is or not, you will know once you catch him.
"Is that the tiger on the snow mountain? I understand."
The holy monarch nodded slightly, and three pairs of angel wings popped out from behind him with a swishing sound, and the bright sacred light suddenly illuminated the place.
An extremely powerful force surged out of him.
The holy light condensed into the shape of the angel's holy sword, and with a slash forward, a dark space crack appeared out of thin air under the gaze of many natives.
The holy monarch disappeared in a flash.
The space passage was closed, leaving the old priest alone in a daze.
It wasn't just the old priest who was in a daze.
The people in the Menghu tribe were in a daze.
Unlike the old priest who was empty-minded, they were shocked by the power of the holy monarch.
Dashan poked his father, lowered his voice and said, "Dad, if that tiger god really exists, then he should never exist again from today on."
Bao Xiong raised his eyebrows: "Why do you say that?"
"The God of Holy Light is a real god! That kind of power cannot be competed by mortals at all, not even the legendary beast that is one hundred thousand years old that can drop red souls." Dashan explained in a low voice, "Just wait and see, maybe the God of Holy Light will..."
Before Dashan finished speaking, he heard a loud roar, and a giant white tiger with a body length of at least thirty meters fell from the sky and landed hard in the small woods nearby.
The painful whimpers were deafening. They were the miserable howls from the mouth of the tiger that was smashed down.
On its pair of brilliant silver-white wings, one can clearly see a scar penetrated by the Holy Light Sword Qi.
The blazing holy flames continued to burn like maggots on the tarsal bones, making the soul beast's powerful recovery ability become a display.
Judging from the appearance, this is just a Holy Spirit Heavenly Tiger with 200,000 years of cultivation, a species that has long been extinct on the Douluo Continent.
The huge sound attracted everyone's attention.
The natives of the Menghu tribe immediately looked towards the destroyed forest.
The Holy Monarch flapped three pairs of angel wings and descended from the sky, slowly landing on the head of this giant white tiger.
He held the holy sword and looked at the old priest with eyes full of pity: "Is this the Tiger God you call? It's just a two hundred thousand year old beast stained with the blood of angels. Does it deserve to be called a god?"
"This! This, this, this, this..."
The old priest was so shocked that he could not speak. He pointed at the Holy Spirit Tianhu and was completely speechless.
As he said himself, he will never forget the image of the "Tiger God" in his life.
No, the other party appeared in front of him now.
It's just that the posture is not very elegant.
In less than half a minute, the opponent was thrown down from the air by the Holy Monarch like a chicken.
The Holy Monarch flapped its six wings and kicked the Holy Spirit Tianhu who was wailing: "Get out of here and turn into a human. Don't pretend to be dead here."
This kick really didn't hold up at all, and it kicked the giant tiger, which was dozens of meters long, several dozen meters away.
Judging from the extremely obvious muffled and crunching sounds, the Holy Sovereign kicked several of the opponent's bones into unknown parts.
For this former high priest of the God of Angels, who has been committed to fighting soul beasts and soul beasts from birth to now.
The hatred between him and the soul beast was simply too great and could not be put down in a short time.
In the flash of light, the huge Holy Spirit Tianhu slowly shrank and transformed into a tall man with a tough face.
If we look at the appearance alone, this human form is quite handsome.
After all, he has the blood of an angel in his body, so he can't be ugly no matter what.
It's just...
Its current behavior really ruins this beauty.
Holy Spirit Tianhu 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. From now on, I will work as a cow and a horse for you, and I will work as a cow and a horse for the entire Menghu tribe. I can let their tribe do this thousand-mile radius The overlord within me, I just ask you to give me a chance to atone for my sins. I don’t dare to pretend to be a ghost anymore. You will never forget the faults of villains and let me go this time..."
He was so sharp-tongued that the corners of Mo Xuan's mouth twitched from behind.
Judging from the opponent's performance...
Maybe he has been to Douluo Continent and met other Seraphim spirit owners.
The Holy Monarch asked indifferently: "Do you know Angel Douluo? Do you know me?"
"I know, I guess you must be the contemporary Pope of the Church!" Holy Spirit Tianhu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "The little one came from the Star Forest on Douluo Continent tens of thousands of years ago."
"I really couldn't live anymore. Several other ferocious beasts joined forces to hunt me down, and humans also wanted my soul ring and soul bones. So I had to risk my life and cross the ocean to settle down on this continent. .”
"Oh? What a coincidence, then we are still fellow villagers." The expression of the Holy Monarch suddenly turned cold, "But you have mistaken the person. I am not the contemporary pope of the church."
"You...this is impossible! With such a strong cultivation level, such
How could the pure light attribute and divine power not be..." Holy Spirit Tianhu was immediately dumbfounded.
The opponent is at least the strength of a peak Douluo!
And judging from the fluctuations of divine power faintly emanating from his body, he is definitely the leader of the angel clan.
How could the representative of the God of Angels 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 the current God of Holy Light!"
Holy Spirit Tianhu was a little choked, and the unsaid words were stuck in his throat, making a "ho ho" sound.
It looked at the man's resolute face in front of it again with some disbelief, and suddenly felt a chill on its spine.
It's freezing cold all over the body, like falling into an ice cave.
