Chapter 24

In the dark realm, Chen Ming looked at the figure in front, his face as usual, and stood quietly.

"Who are you?"

It was a warrior like man in armor, tall and burly, with a strong momentum scattered all over, and a mixed atmosphere of chaos. After he came out, a pair of blood red eyes stared at Chen Ming fiercely, as if his mind was not clear, and there was some confusion in his eyes.

"Has the devoured spirit polluted the spirit?"

Chen Ming thought, quietly looking at the Zuling opposite, without answering.

The advantage of enjoying blood sacrifice is that the power comes easily and quickly, but how can this practice not have any future trouble if it is tough to swallow people's blood essence and soul.

Life is the acquired spirit bred by heaven and earth. As long as it exists, it will have its own unique mark. The source of life that devours others, of course, can make rapid progress in the initial stage and obtain strong power, but with it, a large number of marks that do not belong to themselves are integrated into themselves, and finally can even pollute the spirit.

The ancestral spirit's bottom can only be regarded as general, and may even die at an ordinary level. Naturally, its essence can not be said to be strong, but it has enjoyed the blood sacrifice of this tribe for hundreds of years. I'm afraid its true spirit has long been polluted by impurities, resulting in confusion of mind.

"Roar!"

On the other side, the ancestral spirit saw that he didn't answer, and immediately looked up to the sky and roared like a beast.

With his roar, behind him, a group of soldiers suddenly emerged, all with ferocious faces and bursts of spiritual pressure.

Seeing this, Chen Ming was stunned.

On the other side, more than ten soldiers gradually emerged, with strong karma all over them, like an evil ghost, but the spirit of Xiangbi ancestor himself had already completely lost his mind.

After they appeared, they stood together and formed a small battle array. Suddenly, a solemn battle array came.

Chen Ming sighed, knowing that these soldiers must have been well-trained before they died. Only after they died did they enjoy the blood sacrifice with their ancestors can they have such prestige.

"But what's the use of this?" he thought, but saw the opposite, the Zu Ling ang came forward, and then the fierce spirit pressure hit. He fiercely waved a knife and startled a piece of blood.

Seeing this, Chen Ming moved in his hand, turned a divine power into a spear, and rushed forward fiercely.

The two collided with each other and both returned to peace.

Then, I saw a blood gas rising, a blood red field suddenly collided with the pure white divine power, directly skipped the initial temptation and entered the final battle.

Finally, with a loud noise, Chen Ming only felt a corrosive blood gas coming. He counted backwards, sensed the great power consumed in his body, and sighed.

On the other side, the ancestral spirit still stood, but his blood fluctuated violently behind him, losing a lot of power.

He stood there, his blood red eyes staring at Chen Ming quietly. There was a faint salivation in his eyes. He seemed to regard him as a good sacrifice.

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

"However, this is also normal," he thought, looking up at the blood that had not calmed down in the opposite direction.

Divine power is supreme and powerful. Wherever it is, it is one of the top forces. Its essence is high, and it has dumped many streets across the street.

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

At present, the number of followers of Chen Ming is only thousands, of which the number of truly devout believers is less than half. In terms of time, he is currently canonized for only a few months, and has to provide divine power feedback to believers all the time. The ancestral spirit opposite has accumulated for hundreds of years. In contrast, it is normal to be at the bottom.

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

Of course, he thought so, but he still looked calm.

Although the ancestral spirit accumulated richly, it still remained in the first level category. Moreover, he is insane and lacks means of attack and punishment. If he slowly consumes it with divine skills, he can kill it sooner or later.

"Just, then why?"

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

In the outside world, under an ancient tree, a clan is praying piously. In the wild, in the village, a small area, countless lights are gradually lit up. Through a line of faith in the dark, they gather into a clear air, condense into a tree shape, and come to Chen Ming for a long time.

I saw the combination of Qingqi and Qi on Chen Ming's head, and suddenly Qingguang was in full bloom.

Chen Ming only felt that his whole body was full of divine power again. On his side, a light of divine power exploded fiercely, expelling a piece of blood and vaguely gaining the upper hand.

This is the blessing of countless believers. In other words, believers worship gods and become one with gods. Naturally, they are blessed by countless believers all the time.

But this is not enough. Chen Ming looks up again.

Above this tribe, a god domain that has been condensed and formed suddenly rushed down and wrapped it in the stunned eyes of the opposite ancestor spirit.

Suddenly, Chen Ming only felt that the world around him was assimilated and occupied by a divine domain of his own. At the same time, a force of heaven and earth strengthened his body, making his breath stronger and more thick.

On the other side, the ancestral spirit, which was originally prestigious, suddenly shrank. With the ideas of devout sacrifice around, the original blood and gas field was constantly compressed.

After several months of dissemination, faith has taken root here and the divine domain has been condensed. Chen Ming has already turned this place into his own home.

Seeing that the other party was still struggling, Chen Ming was moved. When he thought about it, the oppressive force of the divine domain condensed and strengthened, tightly oppressing the other party.

This is the joint force of the beliefs of thousands of people in this tribe, which is also mixed with the resentment and unwillingness of the people for countless years. Its cohesive strength immediately crushed it to death.

Chen Ming clearly saw that as the ancestral spirit was suppressed, a blood red life was cut off above his head, and clusters of rich, ink like karma poured down and fell slowly. And the resentment and soul residue of those who were swallowed by them in the original divine domain rushed in and shrouded their whole body.

Under Chen Ming's induction, the breath of the ancestral spirit is falling at a rapid speed. It is almost impossible to maintain its own form and gradually turns into an unknown beast, which is frightening.

Seeing this, Chen Ming couldn't help looking pitiful. In this case, he didn't even need to do it. The hidden danger in the other party's body breaks out at this moment, and in a while, even he will collapse.

"No, it doesn't have to be a collapse."

He thought so.

I saw the opposite side. Under the influx of strong resentment and countless residues, the other side completely lost its human shape. Under Chen Ming's surprised eyes, it became a monster with three sharp corners and scales on its head.

With the influx of impurities, his body became more and more stable, and even his breath gradually strengthened. Finally, he roared up to the sky and almost completely broke away from the belief domain. His strength was stronger than before, and he had completely digested the power brought by blood sacrifice for hundreds of years.

Looking at the monster struggling and roaring in front, Chen Ming waved his arm, echoed with the divine realm, and hit him with a star meteorite light, blurring his flesh and blood.

"Have you completely fallen?"

Chen Ming thinks so. At the same time, he looks around at the dozens of soldiers who originally stood aside.

At this time, with the strength of body protection being suppressed by the divine domain, they had already followed the footsteps of the ancestors, were invaded by resentment and impurities, and degenerated into a beast with terrible prestige.

Without hesitation, there was no doubt that the great power of the divine light was scattered over the soul, carrying thousands of believers to purify the entire body. Only the essence and the true spirit were the last ones, and the original source came out and fell down on Chen Ming.

As a result, in Chen Mingzhen's spirit, scenes of long-standing memories began to emerge and violently hit his mind. At the same time, a warmth came from the outside, combined with the clear light of the divine personality, turned into a force, making him gradually fall into a deep sleep.