Belief In The Kingdom of God

In a dark and gloomy divine realm, Chen Ming looked at the figure in front of him, his complexion as usual, standing quietly.

"Who are you?"

It was a warrior-like man in armor, tall and burly, with a powerful aura and chaotic aura mixed in all over his body. After he came out, a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Chen Ming fiercely, as if his sanity was a little unclear, and some confusion was faint in his eyes.

"Has the devoured spirit contaminate the soul?"

As Chen Ming thought, he quietly looked at the ancestral spirit on the opposite side, and did not reply.

The advantage of enjoying the blood sacrifice is that the power comes quickly and conveniently, but how can it be possible that there is no future trouble in this way of swallowing people's essence and blood to produce souls.

Living beings are the acquired spirits conceived by heaven and earth. As long as they exist, they will have their own unique imprints. While devouring the life source of others, it is possible to make rapid progress in the initial stage and gain powerful strength, but with it, a large number of imprints that do not belong to oneself are integrated into oneself, and finally it can even contaminate the soul.

This ancestral spirit can only be regarded as ordinary, and may even be no more than a mortal level when it died. Naturally, its essence cannot be said to be how strong, but it has enjoyed the blood sacrifice of this tribe for a whole hundred years. Its true spirit may have been impurity. Pollution, which leads to confusion.

"Roar!"

On the opposite side, the ancestor spirit saw that he didn't reply, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a roar like a beast.

And as he roared, behind him, a group of soldiers suddenly appeared, all with hideous faces and bursts of spiritual pressure on their bodies.

Seeing this, Chen Ming was taken aback.

On the opposite side, dozens of fighters gradually emerged, carrying heavy karma all over their bodies, like evil spirits, but the ancestor spirit himself had already completely lost his mind.

After they appeared, they stood together and formed a small battle formation, and suddenly a solemn battle formation came.

Chen Ming sighed, knowing that these must have been well-trained warriors before death, and they would have such prestige when they died to enjoy the blood sacrifice with the ancestor spirits.

"But what's the use?" He thought, but when he saw the opposite, the ancestral spirit raised his head and stepped forward, and then the violent spiritual pressure struck him. He slammed a knife and was shocked.

Seeing this, Chen Ming moved his hand, a supernatural power turned into a spear, and rushed forward violently.

There was a touch, the two collided with each other, and both returned to peace.

Then, a blood red field suddenly collided with the pure white divine power in a **** ascendant, directly skipping the initial temptation and entering the final confrontation.

Finally, with a loud noise, Chen Ming only felt a corrosive blood qi coming, and he backed up counting, sensing the huge divine power consumed in his body, and sighed.

On the opposite side, the ancestral spirit was still standing, but the blood fluctuated violently behind him, and a lot of strength was missing.

He stood there with a pair of blood-red eyes staring at Chen Ming quietly, with a faint coveting in his eyes, as if he was regarded as a good sacrifice.

Obviously, in that round of competition just now, Chen Ming lost a lot.

"However, this is also normal." He raised his head, looking at the **** energy that hadn't subsided on the other side, as he thought.

Divine power is supreme and strong, no matter where it is, it is one of the top powers, and its essence is so high that it has dumped the number of streets on the opposite side.

However, the higher the power, the more difficult it is to supplement. Divine power comes from faith, from life, transformed by divine personality and divine fire, and it is extremely rare.

Chen Ming's current number of believers is only a few thousand, of which less than half of the number of truly devout believers. In terms of time, he has only been consecrating the gods for a few months, and he still needs to provide divine power feedback to the believers at all times. The ancestral spirit on the opposite side was accumulated over hundreds of years. In contrast, it was normal to be at the bottom.

"It's almost reaching the limit of level one." Chen Ming said as he looked at the other side.

Of course, he thought so in his heart, but his expression remained calm.

Although the ancestral spirit has accumulated vigorously, it still stays in the category of first class. Moreover, it is unconscious and lacks means of attack and punishment. If it is slowly consumed by divine art on the sidelines, it will be able to get rid of it sooner or later.

"Just, why bother?"

Thinking of this, he sneered in his heart, and in the true spirit, a high godhead moved, as if pulling something.

In the outside world, under an old tree, the people of the clans are praying devoutly.

In the wild, in the village, in a small area, countless points of light gradually lit up, converging into a breath of fresh air through a line of faith in the dark, and condensed into a tree shape, staying for a long time, and came to Chen Ming's side.

I saw Qing Qi and Chen Ming's head Qi Yun together, suddenly clear and flourishing.

Chen Ming only felt that his body was filled with divine power again, and a light of divine power exploded fiercely beside him, driving away the blood, faintly gaining the upper hand.

This is the blessing of countless believers. In other words, believers worship the gods and become one with the gods, and they naturally bring the power of countless believers to bless them all the time.

But this was not enough, Chen Ming looked up again.

Above this tribe, an already condensed divine realm suddenly rushed down, enveloping the square world in the stunned and confused eyes of the opposite ancestor spirit.

Suddenly, Chen Ming only felt that the surrounding world was assimilated and occupied by a gods domain that belonged to him. At the same time, the power of heaven and earth blessed his body, making his aura once again strengthened and heavier.

On the opposite side, the ancestral spirits that were originally prestigious suddenly shrank, and as the thoughts of devout sacrifices came from around, the original realm of blood and energy was continuously compressed.

After several months of dissemination, faith took root in this place and God's domain was condensed, and Chen Ming had already turned this place into his home court.

Seeing that the other party was still struggling, Chen Ming's heart moved, and with a thought, the oppressive power of God's Domain was strengthened, pressing the other party tightly.

This is the combined force of the beliefs of thousands of people in this tribe, which is also mixed with the resentment and resentment of the tribe for countless years, and its cohesive force is so strong that it immediately crushed it to death.

Chen Ming clearly saw that as the ancestral spirit was suppressed, a blood-red natal was cut on top of his head, and masses of thick ink-like karma suddenly poured down and slowly fell. There was also the resentment and soul body residues of those who had been swallowed by it in the original gods, and they rushed in and enveloped their entire body.

Under Chen Ming's induction, on the opposite side, the ancestral spirit's aura was declining at a rapid speed, almost unable to maintain his body, and gradually turned into an unknown beast, which was frightening.

Seeing this, Chen Ming couldn't help showing pity. In this situation, he didn't even need to do anything. The hidden danger in the opponent's body broke out at this moment, and after a while, he might even collapse.

"No, it doesn't necessarily mean a crash."

He thought so.

I saw the opposite, under the heavy resentment and the influx of countless residues, the opponent completely lost his human form, and under Chen Ming's surprised gaze, it turned into a monster with three sharp horns and scales on its head.

And then the more impurities poured in, his body became more stable, and even his aura gradually strengthened. In the end, he yelled up to the sky, almost completely breaking away from the realm of faith, and his strength was stronger than before. Completely digested the power brought by the blood sacrifice for hundreds of years.

Seeing the monster in front of him struggling and roaring, Chen Ming waved his arm, and his whole body echoed with the gods, carrying a star and falling light, slamming on him, making him bloody.

"Has it been completely depraved?"

Chen Ming thought about it in his heart, and at the same time, he looked at the dozen or so soldiers who had originally stood on the side.

At this time, as the power of the bodyguard was suppressed by God's Domain, they had already followed the footsteps of the ancestor spirits, were attacked by grievances and impurities, and fell into beasts with terrifying prestige.

He did not hesitate anymore, above the soul, a magnificent light of divine power radiated magnificent brilliance, carrying the power of thousands of believers, purifying and dissolving his entire body, only the essence and true spirit became the last point of origin and escaped. Silently fell on Chen Ming.

As a result, in Chen Ming's true spirit, scenes of distant memories began to emerge, violently impacting his mind. At the same time, a warmth came from the outside, combined with the clear light of the godhead, and turned into a force, causing him to gradually fall into a deep sleep.