Cultivator In Martial God World

The strength began to increase point by point.

Yang Xuan felt like he was swollen, he didn't dare to be careless, and quickly urged the Spiritual Qi Nebula to absorb the power after being purified by the four beads.

The light balls hidden by the four beads popped out one by one, and then entered the millstone first, turned into a torrent of power, and entered Yang Xuan's body.

Vaguely, Yang Xuan felt as if he had become a giant, with his head above the sky and his feet on the void.

This great feeling rushed into Yang Xuan's mind one after another, making him almost lost.

"Not good!"

Yang Xuan's heart trembled, knowing that it was the huge power from Hrim that made him almost lost his mind.

After reacting, he immediately embraced Yuan Shouyi, clinging to a little clarity in his heart, and only regarded the rushing power as a river that had nothing to do with him, and looked at it from the perspective of a third party.

As time goes by every minute and every second, Yang Xuan feels that he is getting stronger and stronger, but the rays of light passing by the ocean never decrease.

The time is still too short.

Yang Xuan's heart is secretly sighed.

The power from Helim is too strong, even if he has been working hard to absorb it, he still cannot make it significantly reduced.

He roughly estimated that if you want to completely absorb these forces and turn them into your own things, I am afraid that the time required will be in units of ten thousand years.

Can he wait that long?

The answer is no.

Now, he can only absorb as much as possible and increase his weight.

Time continues to pass. In this almost isolated space, Yang Xuan forgets his own existence, like a tireless machine, trying to absorb power.

A certain time, there was a sudden movement in his heart and his eyes opened suddenly.

In the originally silent space, at this moment, it boils like boiling water, and large and small bubbles continue to roll from bottom to top.

A strange power is all around, as if to send him somewhere.

Vaguely, Yang Xuan seemed to see a huge statue. He opened his eyes and looked at him.

Yang Xuan's secretly thought is bad. A rough calculation of the time turned out to be the seventh day, which belongs to the time blessed by the Ancient God.

Is this strange price control the source of Ancient God's power?

I haven't delved into my conjecture yet, the lines of the entire space suddenly shook, and the whole trembling like a string.

The strong tearing force spread all over the body, Yang Xuan felt bad.

The command was issued, and the four beads turned frantically, re-absorbing the released rays of light into the ocean.

Immediately afterwards, the four beads turned into four brilliances, returned to Yang Xuan's body, and concealed himself with strange means.

The breath of power released instantly shrank back and was hidden again. Within a few seconds, Yang Xuan became an ordinary person again.

Next moment, countless lines clung to Yang Xuan's body, pulling him to one side.

The strange vortex appeared, and Yang Xuan couldn't think about it, so he was drawn closer to the vortex by those lines.

After going through a long narrow passage, Yang Xuan suddenly felt his eyes light up.

Immediately afterwards, a scene suddenly appeared before his eyes.

The black crowd knelt down at his feet religiously, with their foreheads touching the ground.

The huge joss sticks burning in all directions made a chirping sound, clouds and mist lingering.

The sound of the chanting, which can't be discerned at all, formed a tangible wave, combined into various strange patterns in the sky, which kept changing.

Yang Xuan suddenly found that he became very tall, and even the huge building of the Ancient God Temple stepped on his feet.

He saw the Vice Palace Lord of the Fairy Palace, saw the second sacrifice of the Ancient God Temple, and also saw an old man with a white beard standing in the front.

He also saw Sun Xiaoya, the Grandmother of Flowers, and the pious and hopeful eyes of the Fairy Palace.

Even, after he extended his gaze, he saw Guo Xiaoxiang and the believers kneeling on both sides of the White Jade Avenue.

Yang Xuan got it.

He finally understands what he has become, or what he has entered.

He turned out to be the huge statue standing in the center of the Ancient God Temple.

The voice of prayer continued, the language that sounded extremely weird, Yang Xuan had never heard it, but at this moment, he understood it.

That is a piece of scripture, praying for his well-being.

Well-being?

Yang Xuan wants to laugh a little.

How could he lower his well-being?

There are many strange lines around the body, which stretch like waves and emit a faint white light.

Yang Xuan suddenly thought about it and tried to touch a certain line with his palm.

Next moment, he noticed that the palm of the statue moved and took the line in his hand.

However, the believers under their feet did not make any movements and turned a blind eye to Yang Xuan's movements.

So Yang Xuan understood that they couldn't see the movement of the statue at all.

A strange feeling rise in the mind, Yang Xuan throws the line in his hand into a dísciple in the fairy palace.

The line entered the body, and the dísciple from the Fairy Palace cried out in surprise.

"Ah, Ancient God blessed me, Ancient God blessed me."

Everyone looked towards him enviously, and was the first one to be Those whom God blesses, she is destined to have more attention.

Yang Xuan understands, it turns out that this is the blessing of Ancient God.

But he was confused again.

What he didn't understand was why he became an Ancient God to replace it and bless believers?

Unexplainable, Yang Xuan simply stopped thinking about it. Instead, he continued to pick up the lines around him and cast it on the person under his feet.

Of course, he first voted for Sun Xiaoya.

Sun Xiaoya shouted in surprise, her face flushed with excitement.

Followed by Guo Xiaoxiang, then by Grandmother of Flowers, then by Yang Xuan whoever chooses, there is the dísciple of the Ancient God Temple, and the dísciple of the Fairy Palace, and of course, there are those kneeling outside. people.

Slowly, the surrounding lines are used up, and those who have been blessed cannot be happy with themselves, and those who have not been blessed are naturally full of disappointment.

Yang Xuan found that he could see far away.

So he looked up and looked towards beyond the stars.

So, he saw a huge eye that straddled the Star River in the dark and silent starry sky, sending out a terrifying energy, falling towards the planet.

Yang Xuan felt a shock in his heart, and immediately understood that after a period of silence, Helim made a temptation to this place again.

And this time is definitely different from the last time.

The earth began to tremble, the mountains began to collapse, and Hrim's power had not yet landed here, creating a terrifying sight.

People began to lose one's head out of fear, and the sacrifice that had been going on was forced to stop. Every pair of eyes stared in horror at the huge eye that suddenly appeared in the sky.

This is a horror scene that is completely beyond their imagination.

The entire Shangxuan Mountain began to tremble, and the rocks flew away. Many believers who were close to the cliff were not bad, but they were hit by the boulder and immediately died.

The sky is completely dark, and even a huge gap is cracked, revealing a colorful void.

Ancient God Temple High Priest yelled frantically: "It's the devil's natural disaster, the devil's natural disaster, God, save us."

His cry seems to remind everyone, all Everyone knelt down at Yang Xuan's feet with fear in their faces, begging for protection.