Gurgling!
Divine power is integrated into the corpse!
With the corpse making a shattering sound like a barrage of cannons, the body was almost torn apart by the mighty divine power. How could it withstand such vast divine power if it was only at the level of God's Choice?
Fortunately, the blood was connected and turned into a bond, so this body was barely destroyed directly.
Looking at the huge cracks on the body, God Mahaluo could only endure his heartache and continued to use his divine power to repair the body. After a long time, he could barely squeeze his divine body into it.
After a moment of adjustment, he quickly stood up.
Then, pretending to be nonchalant, he left the tribe and headed towards Shengjing.
Worried about the murderer of Ancestral God Sochuro, he peeped in secret. He did not show any difference along the way, and all his words and deeds were like an ordinary person.
However, he had just gone out for more than ten miles when he saw a figure standing on the road.
It was Yang Fan.
He had a dissatisfied expression on his face, and all he said was to cover his face.
"Why did you come?"
"ah?"
When Ancestral God Mahalo heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned. His thoughts flashed quickly and he confirmed that he didn't know the other party, so the other party must know Majamuk.
His eyes flashed and he said quickly: "Some things have been delayed."
"No delay, just come."
Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders, but urged in an urging tone, "Come here quickly, I don't have much time..."
Lord Mahalo is a little confused.
Although he didn't understand what the other party meant by not having much time, in order to ensure that his identity was not exposed, he still chose to walk in front of Yang Fan obediently.
After planning to deal with the other party, he left immediately and headed to Shengjing.
Then, he heard what the other person said behind him.
"...If I kill you, I have to go to the next one!"
Yang Fan grinned, revealing his white teeth!
not good!
Mahaluo Ancestor's scalp almost exploded, and he finally realized something was wrong. However, others were already in front of Yang Fan, how could Yang Fan let him go?
"I didn't expect that a trace of murderous intention would lead you out..."
"I really just wanted to give it a try. Who would have thought that you would die in such a hurry!"
As Yang Fan sighed, he saw a huge piece of human skin flying out of his body with a "whoosh" and falling overwhelmingly towards the head of the ancestor god Mahaluo!
Lord Mahaluo felt that his eyes were darkened and he had fallen under human skin.
At this moment, facing an unprecedented crisis, he could no longer care about anything. His divine power suddenly exploded and his body retreated rapidly. However, the dense black tendons under the human skin surged out like a tide!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
His neck, hands, feet, and body were all entangled!
The big tendons dragged fiercely, and the huge force made Mahalo Ancestral God almost despair. His hands gripped the ground tightly, but he was mercilessly pulled into the human skin!
"No……"
The sound stopped suddenly.
Only the ten bloody scratches left on the extremely hard stone road and the broken nails remaining in the scratches clearly recorded everything that had just happened!
Lord Mahalo, die!
"Fuyao!"
Yang Fan's figure flashed and disappeared directly.
boom!
He had only been gone for a moment when a giant-like god suddenly descended from the sky. He was the night-walking god of shamanism, responsible for patrolling all directions!
"This is……"
"The breath of Shen Yun!"
The color of Ye Youshen's face changed. He glanced at the increasingly dim light of the Ma Jia tribe in the distance, and suddenly realized something. He took out the horn in his arms without hesitation and blew it crazily!
Not long after.
One by one, the gods appeared here.
The expressions of the nature gods and functional gods remained unchanged, but the ancestor gods all had gloomy expressions.
"Another ancestor god died..."
The deaths of two consecutive ancestor gods finally made them realize that this time the murderer was probably not targeting all the gods of shamanism, but their line of ancestor gods!
And as soon as the murderer takes action, he is the ancestral god of the eight prominent clans!
And, both times it worked!
Facing a murderer with such tyrannical strength, whether it was the ancestor gods of ordinary tribes or the ancestor gods of the remaining eight clans, they all felt a sense of crisis!
Soon, the Prison God had explored all the clues.
He looked serious and said: "The ancestor god Mahaluo must have had a premonition of some kind of crisis, and then took the body of a blood descendant, intending to secretly infiltrate Chencang, but he didn't expect to run into the murderer directly."
After a pause, he pointed at the scene, "Ancestral God Mahalo is no match at all. His power is absolutely crushed by the murderer. I'm afraid the murderer's strength... is almost half a step above the rest!"
A half-step to rebuild the building!
As soon as this title came out, the expressions of all the gods present darkened.
The Prison God said seriously: "I'm afraid we need to ask the high priest to come forward regarding this matter."
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
"..."
All the gods present chose to agree.
However, when they rushed back to Shengjing City, they learned an unexpected news. Because the Far West Mission disappeared for no reason last time, a strong God Lord Realm came from the Far West and has now reached the border!
The high priest, entrusted by the Great Khan Nurhachi, had gone to the border area last night.
"How could it be such a coincidence?"
"The Great Khan's order?"
A group of ancestor gods looked at each other, suddenly realized something, and their expressions became increasingly ugly.
For a moment, a group of gods dispersed with their own thoughts.
In a temple.
Fucha Ancestral God, Naga Ancestor God and Langlu Ancestor God, three ancestor gods who have always been close to each other, appeared here together.
"Last time it was the Ancestor God Sochuroluo, this time it was the Ancestor God Mahaluo. Who is it next time, you or me?"
"Now the Great Khan is arbitrary, while the High Priest appears to be humble, but actually he has hidden intentions!"
Ancestral God Fucha had a gloomy face and spoke first, "I thought there would be a fight between them, but I didn't expect that the high priest would choose to use this method at the critical moment to force me to take sides!"
The implication is that the deaths of Sochoro and Maharo must be related to them!
"Time is not waiting for me, you two, it's time for us to make a choice whether we choose to be loyal to the Great Khan or completely join the Shamanism!"
He looked at the other two.
"The Great Khan has long been dissatisfied with us for using incense. If you are really loyal to the Great Khan, your children and grandchildren will benefit. What will it benefit you and me?"
Naga Ancestor God said coldly: "If you fully join Shamanism, you will have to offer most of the incense and only the leftovers, but you will still have to be dogs!"
"What do you want?"
Ancestor God Lang Lu looked at him.
"I don't choose anyone!"
Naga Ancestral God's eyes sparkled and he said, "I want to join Tantric Buddhism! After all, Ancestor God is the god of a family. Why don't we take the opportunity to join Tantric Buddhism and become those gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas? Wouldn't it be beautiful?"
"Gods, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas..."
Ancestral God Fucha and Ancestral God Langlu looked at each other and were both a little moved, "But we don't understand the details of the secret sect after all. How can we get the maximum benefit by taking refuge in such a place..."
"Have you forgotten the Bodhisattva of Secret Wisdom and Wisdom in the city?"
Naga Ancestor God said seriously.
