The strongest training system

Chapter 389 The Heretic God Comes
The battle between the Niutou tribe and the evil god tribe has lasted for half a stick of incense.

Facing the catastrophe of genocide, the warriors of the evil god tribe are all jealous. They hold sharp weapons, regardless of life and death, and vow to kill the invaders!
Wang Hao didn't make a move. He quietly observed the situation on the battlefield. It was obvious that the power of the Cthulhu tribe was stronger than that of the Niutou tribe.

"If the leader of the Cthulhu Tribe hadn't been beheaded by me, the leader of the Tauren Tribe wouldn't have dared to start this war rashly, would he?"

Wang Hao walked towards the battle circle. If the battle was allowed to continue like this, it would be almost impossible to force the evil god to descend to the mortal world.

"In that case, let me light a fire!"

Wang Hao walked up to the corpse of a barbarian and opened his palm. The weapon dropped by the barbarian was sucked into his palm.

Weighing the weight of the bone stick in his hand, Wang Hao felt quite satisfied. In this barren land, the bones of ferocious beasts are also surprisingly hard.

There were two warriors from the tribe of evil gods who spotted Wang Hao and immediately roared and killed them.

They saw clearly before that Wang Hao was the commander of the Niutou tribe, and the king was the first to capture the thief. This principle is very practical no matter which race it is placed on.

"Roar!"

The two barbarian warriors roared and came to Wang Hao, and at the same time, they waved the bone sticks in their hands, and smashed them down on Wang Hao's head!

"Die!"

The bone stick whizzed towards him, and Wang Hao's hair fluttered in the strong wind.

There was no panic on Wang Hao's face, he just raised his arm and blocked the bone stick in his hand in front of himself.

"Crack!" "Crack!"

Two heavy impacts sounded, and Wang Hao easily blocked the attacks of the two barbarian warriors.

The barbarian warriors opened their eyes wide. They gathered all their strength, and the veins on their arms bulged, trying to overwhelm Wang Hao, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't shake Wang Hao at all.

Wang Hao launched a counterattack. He waved the bone stick in his hand at will, causing the two barbarian soldiers to vomit blood and fly backwards, losing their breath.

"kill!"

Wang Hao rushed into the battle circle, and in the blink of an eye, he stirred up a bloodbath.

More than a dozen barbarian warriors from the evil god tribe were knocked into the air by Wang Hao. Everyone's chest was sunken, and there was no possibility of survival.

Wang Hao's heroic performance greatly encouraged the fighters of the Tauren Tribe, and they shouted loudly: "Fili!"

The three Fat Rats looked at each other, and they all showed their housekeeping skills. During the war, when they used some inconspicuous martial arts, other barbarians could not notice.

The four of them killed all directions, and the situation of the battlefield was immediately reversed. The fighters of the Niutou tribe became more and more courageous, while the fighters of the evil god tribe retreated steadily.

The great witch of the evil god tribe has a pale face. Is the powerful evil god tribe about to be defeated like this?
No!He is not reconciled, and all the evil god believers will not be reconciled!
He raised the staff in his hand, took a staggering step, and danced a strange dance. While dancing, he muttered words in his mouth.

Hearing the singing from the mouth of the old witch, Wang Hao thought to himself, "It's finally started!"

He deliberately slowed down the pace of the battle to give the old witch enough time to communicate with the gods.

"Great evil god, your believers are in the midst of life and death, please show mercy, lower your divine power, and save our tribe!"

After singing this sentence, the old witch's jumping body suddenly became stiff. He put one foot on the ground, and raised the staff in his hand high to the sky with both hands.

"It's coming!" Wang Hao was startled, and looked up at the sky, only to see the sky of the evil god's tribe covered with dark clouds, and the terrifying evil power crashed down from above the clouds, smashing into the old witch's body.

"The evil god is coming!"

The old witch yelled, and his withered body suddenly swelled up, turning into plump and firm muscles, as if reborn, becoming young again.

In an instant, the evil wind blew up, and all the warriors of the evil god tribe lost their strength and fell limp to the ground.

"Stop it all!"

With a loud shout, Wang Hao stopped the red-eyed warrior.

Although they didn't know the secret of seizing the faith, the warriors of the Tauren Tribe had obviously heard similar rumors and knew that they couldn't kill the opponent completely. They pulled out the hemp rope from their waists and tied the enemy tightly.

The power of the old witch continued to increase, and Wang Hao didn't use his hands to rescue him. He had to wait for the will of the evil god to come down.

The Fat Rat and the others walked to Wang Hao's side, feeling a little worried.

"Boss, this old guy is a bit evil, just looking at him like this makes me feel chills in my heart."

"Yeah, I always feel that if I confront this old witch for a while, I will even drop my weapon and run away."

Wang Hao chuckled, "I have dealt with this evil god twice before. He is good at using illusions to confuse people. As long as you don't look into the old witch's eyes, you won't be afraid."

Pan Shi dubiously took his vision away from the eyes of the old witch, and as expected, the sense of fear in his heart immediately weakened a lot!

"The boss is still experienced!"

The will possessed by the old witch has gradually begun to awaken, Wang Hao said in a deep voice: "You take this group of barbarians and take the captives away from here, with so many eyes staring at me, it's not easy for me to do anything !"

"Okay!" Fat Rat knew the pros and cons, and immediately agreed, "The three of us can't help you with an enemy of this level. Boss, you have to be careful!"

Wang Hao nodded, "Don't worry, just relying on a god who can only exert one ten-thousandth of its power, can't do anything to me!"

The Fat Rat and the others immediately followed Wang Hao's arrangement. After a while, there were only Wang Hao and the old witch within a 500-meter radius.

Wang Hao sensed that Fat Mouse and others were getting farther and farther away. He threw away the bone stick in his hand and called out the Longyuan Sword.

He flicked lightly, and Longyuan Sword made a brisk trembling sound, "Sure enough, it's the habit of using my Horcrux!"

The old witch, who had always maintained the independent posture of the golden rooster, finally put down his legs hanging in mid-air. He seemed to have returned to his prime of life, and his figure was much taller and stronger.

The old witch closed his eyes tightly, and there was a vertical red slit on his forehead.

"Eye of the evil god?"

As soon as Wang Hao finished speaking, the gap on the old witch's forehead suddenly opened to the sides, revealing a big blood-red eye.

This eye is exactly the same as the giant eye that Wang Hao saw from the sky that day.

A charismatic force penetrated into Wang Hao's spiritual world, and in the next second, the scenery in Wang Hao's eyes changed drastically.

The vast wilderness disappeared, replaced by an endless sea of ​​blood.

"Is it another boring fantasy?"

Wang Hao mobilized the power of the captive cow to call out the Tianmoqin. The strings of the Tianmoqin jumped on their own, and the melodious sound of the piano resounded through the world, calming down Wang Hao's agitated mood.

When the old witch heard the sound of the zither, his expression became gloomy, "So it's you!"

"Finally remembered? Old witch... No, I should call you the evil god."

Wang Hao said softly: "At first I thought you were just a deity that Moxiu believed in, but I didn't expect you to have so many believers in the barren land."

The evil god said proudly: "I am a majestic evil god, I have the fire of faith in dozens of planes, and I have more than tens of millions of believers!"

Wang Hao's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with turmoil. The amount of information contained in the words of the evil god was too huge, far beyond his imagination.

The evil god's expression suddenly changed, and he sneered, "How dare you lie to me?!"

Wang Hao sneered, "What's the matter?"

"Hmph! How about letting you know some more secrets, you human beings without any beliefs should all die!"

"Faith?" Wang Hao's words were full of disdain. "The belief in gods is to allow you to plant imprints in the bodies of believers that can deprive them of their lives at will? This kind of belief, don't worry about it!"

"Stupid!" The evil god scolded in pain, "Belief in the gods can be exchanged for powerful power, which is worth decades or even hundreds of years of hard work!"

"Moreover, only those who believe in gods have the opportunity to leave the lower planes, obtain the seal of the gods, and step into the realm of the gods! I will give you a chance, believe in me, and I guarantee that you will become a god!"

"Fart!" Wang Hao said with disdain on his face, "The strength I have cultivated is the most solid. Forcibly raising the realm is just drinking poison to quench thirst. In the end, it is my talent that will be damaged!"

"And I believe that our ancestors must have a deep meaning in refusing to believe in you bullshit gods. Do you think that just a few unconvincing words can shake my heart?"

"If I really talk about faith, I only believe in myself!"

The face of the evil god became extremely cold. He clenched his fists tightly, and the staff in his hand instantly shattered into powder.

"I see that your talent is amazing, and I want to give you a chance to believe in me. Since you don't cherish it, go to death!"

When the words fell, the evil god made a bold move!
"Hmph! Did you become angry from embarrassment?"

Facing the attack of the evil god, Wang Hao didn't have any fear at all. He was very sure that the power that the evil god who came to the mortal world and possessed the old witch could exert was extremely limited, even compared to the evil god who had become a god in the canyon. Tribal leaders are much weaker.

If not, how could the leader of the Niutou tribe let him bring all the warriors of the tribe to die?

"Twelve Wind and Cloud Styles!"

Wang Hao stabbed with his sword, drew a bright sword light, and pierced the evil god's chest in an instant.

The evil god's body turned into ashes and disappeared without a trace.

"Blindfolded? Sure enough, we still have to rely on illusion to decide the outcome!"

Wang Hao glanced around, but there was no trace of the evil god. This is an illusion, and neither the golden pupil nor the real dragon's eye has any effect.

"I'll wait for you to come out!"

Wang Hao is not in a hurry at all, he relies on his own strength, but the evil god has broken through countless spaces to bring power to the wilderness, he can afford time.

"Boom!"

A bright lightning pierced the bloody sky, Wang Hao frowned slightly, and saw a black line on the horizon in the distance.

This black line is getting closer, with an indescribable murderous aura!
(End of this chapter)