The moment he appeared, a soul flew out of the body of the God's Favorite.
Anubis grabbed it and swallowed it in one gulp without even looking at it.
At the same time, the aura on his body increased visibly to the naked eye.
"He actually devoured the divine power of his own divine being."
Jiang Wenming was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing.
It seems that the Egyptian gods are planning to break the jar and directly devour the gods' favored ones to increase their own power.
To put it mildly, the one favored by the gods is the continuation of the god; to put it worse, it is the container for the reincarnation of the god.
The relationship between the two parties is very delicate. The one favored by the gods can inherit the power of the gods, but they can also be devoured by the other party to restore their strength.
And this dominance depends on the strength of both parties.
Whoever has stronger divinity can take the initiative.
Take Jiang Wenming as an example. His natal deity is Emperor Jun. If Emperor Jun wants to attack him, he will have no resistance at all with his strength.
If Emperor Junshen dies, then he can absorb the power left by the opponent and become the second Emperor Jun, and he will be led by his own consciousness.
After Anubis absorbed his own God's Favored One, he was not satisfied. The scepter in his hand hit the ground hard.
A complex magic circle appeared at his feet.
Meanwhile, inside Egypt.
A super large magic circle appeared over the city, and the souls of countless people were absorbed by the magic circle. The city, which originally had a population of hundreds of thousands, instantly turned into a dead zone.
At this time, not only the Chinese audience, but also the audiences from other countries were frightened.
These Egyptian gods were too crazy to sacrifice hundreds of thousands of creatures at every turn.
When host Bobby saw this, he frowned, and the disgust in his eyes flashed away.
Over China, in heaven.
A group of gods gathered at Nantianmen and looked down.
"Egypt has sent a dog. Which of us will go down?"
"Isn't Mr. Erlang awake? Let his barking dog go. Dog bites dog."
"Actually, Kui Mulang can do it too."
"Old Taibai, how long has this been going on and you still hold a grudge against me?"
Kui Mulang replied unhappily.
It's okay to let him participate in the war, but if you say dog eats dog, who are you talking about?
I'm a wolf, okay?
"How about you go, Mr. Huo Dexing? I'll help you prepare the cauldron."
Taibaijinxing started to encourage Huodexingjun again.
"Taibai, you want to eat dog meat yourself, why are you always encouraging me? I'm not good at this."
"None of you are going? If no one is going, why should I go down?"
"Stop just joining in the fun. You're not ashamed to deal with such a puppy. Let's leave it to the demon clan."
"Haven't we not contacted the Demon Clan yet?"
"Forget it, forget it, stop arguing, let me go down, and treat you to dog meat later."
Nezha couldn't stand it anymore and decided to go there in person. He had been craving for dog meat hot pot for a long time.
It's a pity that Erlang Shen watched closely and had no chance to make a move. The other gods didn't like to keep dogs.
Nezha couldn't help but swallowed when he thought about eating dog meat hot pot.
Just as he was about to step out, he suddenly felt someone pulling him from behind.
Nezha turned his head and was about to curse, but saw that the person pulling him was his father, the King of Tota, Li Jing.
He held back the word "young master" forcefully.
"This dog is the god of the underworld. This matter is under the control of the underworld. Why are you just joining in the fun?"
On the other side, the underworld.
Emperor Fengdu and the King of Hell of the Tenth Palace were happily watching the bickering among the gods in heaven, but they never wanted to eat melons on their own heads.
A group of people looked at each other.
"Ahem, what Li Jing said makes sense. This puppy belongs to the underworld. It's really our turn to take action. Which one of you will go?"
"Too weak, no interest, black and white, bull-headed and horse-faced, guessing among the four of you, whoever wins gets to go."
"okay!"
"Haha, Black and White are impermanent. You two have achieved enough. How about leaving it to us brothers this time?"
Niu Tou showed a naive smile.
"It doesn't matter, anyone can go. Let's do this. Let's play guessing and give you a chance. How about I just show you the cloth?"
The bull head and horse looked at each other, then looked at their hooves.
Immediately my face burst into tears and I ran to the corner to draw circles.
Seeing that Bai Wuchang made the two look at each other with just one sentence, Hei Wuchang couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
"Lao Fan, let's not argue. I'll go over first and call you later."
"Okay, I'll tell you to prepare the oil pan below."
Hei Wuchang responded simply.
Bai Wuqian looked like this and bowed to Emperor Fengdu and the Tenth Palace King of Hell with a smile, then picked up the chain and mourning stick and walked outside.
[Representatives from China, please summon the gods to join the battle as soon as possible. 】
Hearing Bobby's shout, Jiang Wenming recovered from the shock just now.
Just as he was about to turn the dial, there was a sudden ringing in his ears.
"Brother, there's no need to go to such trouble. Let us do it ourselves."
A voice sounded from behind him.
Jiang Wenming quickly looked back. When he saw the person coming, he was frightened.
He saw an extremely pale, dead face with eyes turned outward and his tongue hanging down to his chest appeared behind him.
"What the hell, what a ghost!"
As he spoke, he punched Bai Wuchang in the face, then somersaulted away.
This scene directly stunned everyone in the audience.
Is this still the same Chiang Kai-shek who defies the sky, the earth, the air, and even dares to slap a dog in front of him?
Isn't he just a ghost?
As for being so excited?
Even the gods who had been watching the action in the arena had strange expressions on their faces.
"Isn't this kid the contemporary human king? He's also the young master of the demon clan. Why is he so timid?"
"Coward, even Bai Wuchang can scare him like this."
Nezha looked contemptuous.
"Ahem, actually Bai Wuchang's face is a bit scary. I'm not afraid, but mainly because I'm afraid of his tongue licking me."
Everyone suddenly realized that this thought did make some sense.
"Oops."
Nezha suddenly shouted.
"What's wrong?"
The gods looked at him doubtfully.
"Bai Wuchang will catch the dog later. Can he still eat it?"
The gods were collectively speechless.
How long has it been, and I’m still thinking about eating.
However, after looking at Bai Wuchang's long tongue, everyone secretly thought that it was a pity that the dog meat hot pot was gone.
On the stage, Jiang Wenming could only feel his heart pounding.
He was really scared.
It's not the other person's appearance that scares me, but the other person's identity.
Bai Wuchang!
Who wouldn't be afraid of ghosts from the underworld who specialize in seducing people's souls?
Bai Wu had never seen such a big reaction from another person. His outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and he didn't know whether he should take it back for a moment.
"Master Impermanence, I have just turned sixteen this year. Do you want to come so early?"
Jiang Wenming shouted to Bai Wuchang with a mournful face.
Bai Wuchang was stunned for a moment and then reacted.
The other party thought he was here to ask for his life, so no wonder he had such a big reaction.
"Brother, don't panic, I'm not here to ask for your life. I'm the god participating in this competition."
Bai Wuchang rubbed his eyes helplessly and explained to him.
Not to mention, this kid's attacks were quite dark. His eyes were swollen from the punch just now.
When Jiang Wenming heard that he was not here to seduce his soul, he immediately changed his face 180 degrees, and quickly went up to hold the other person's hand with both hands.
"It turned out to be one of our own, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, just now it was all a misunderstanding."
