Chapter 959：

Hef King City is also a very large city.

Although the entire Heifu race does not have a warrior of the Valkyrie level, the city is built comparable to a holy city.

At this time, all the warriors of the Heifu tribe in the entire city were also summoned to worship at the black **** temple in the city.

There are more people in the city, and the pedestrians are like running water, they are almost rubbing shoulders, and even their crotches are worn out.

But the Black Fuwu Warriors are very orderly and not chaotic at all.

"Black God is on!"

"Black God is everywhere, knows everything, and can do everything!"

"The black **** bless us, the black **** is immortal and immortal."

"..."

They look pious, like believers, looking at the Black God Temple enthusiastically, and praying as they gather.

Su Lang watched all this in secret.

Using the rules of willingness, he suddenly saw a faint air current, rising from the eyebrows of every black fu warrior, and converging into the black temple in the center of the city.

The stronger the black Fuwu warrior, the more and stronger the airflow rising from the center of the eyebrow.

These airflows are golden, but they can't hide the variegated colors inside. Some are mixed with red, some are mixed with black, and some are mixed with green...

In Su Lang's eyes, these faint air currents had already formed golden clouds when they gathered in the Black God Temple.

suddenly.

An invisible suction suddenly came from the black temple.

The golden clouds in the sky were drawn by the suction force and turned down abruptly, forming a funnel cloud shape and poured into the temple.

at the same time.

The black temples all over the world have also produced suction and began to absorb the power of wish.

These aspirations will all be transmitted to the main temple of Heifeo City through special channels.

"Tsk tsk."

"Gathering the power of the whole world to resurrect one person is also spectacular."

With a faint smile, Su Lang flew towards the black temple in the royal city.

Walk into the Black Temple.

I saw a gorgeously dressed Heifu Wuzun, kneeling on the ground, worshiping and praying.

This person is the strongest martial artist of the Heifu clan, and he is only one step away from being a quasi **** after he has cultivated to the peak of Wu Zun.

Behind it, there are also a dozen weaker Wu Zun, hundreds of Wu Huang and more Wu Wang!

And it is the statue of Zhou You that these black Fuwu warriors worshipped.

However, unlike the deity of Zhou You, there are some more characteristics of the Heifu tribe, perhaps to strengthen the identity of the Heifu tribe.

The idols are like real flesh and blood, made with many special materials.

Su Lang's mouth twitched when he saw one of the materials, it turned out to be the flesh and blood of Zhou You himself.

I don't know how many times Qianyou cut himself for this hole card.

"Well, he is a ruthless person."

Su Lang couldn't help but smile.

The Black Fu Warriors were completely unable to detect Su Lang's arrival.

Even Su Lang walked around among them, looking left and then again, without knowing.

at this time.

Su Lang had already walked under the black **** idol, and felt a somewhat familiar breath, and began to recover.

This familiar breath is naturally a quiet breath.

"The action is quite fast."

Su Lang raised his eyebrows, "It is estimated that Zhou You will stop the loss in time before dying, and withdraw most of his aspirations back to the universe of life?"

"Heaven and earth come to the kingdom, the dead soul will live forever!"

In the darkness, there are mysterious existences shouting and screaming, with endless hatred, to return and revenge!

"Ha ha!"

"eternal life?"

"Immortality is about the same."

Su Lang sneered and shook his head.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

In the eyes of the black **** idol, a gleam gradually condensed.

In the dim light, there were memories and confusion, and a trace of hatred.

Gradually, the glimmer became brighter, and the hatred became stronger, lost, and deeper!

Until a certain moment.

The light in the eyes of the **** is like a torch, and the will to dominate the world has finally come!

"I, Zhou You, are back!"

The black **** idol, or Zhou You idol opened his mouth and murmured.

The entire statue is shrouded in divine light, like a god, completely resurrected from the dead!

It exudes a huge aura of the martial arts level, in the eyes of a crowd of black fuwu warriors, it is simply an arrogant god.