Chen Gong experienced his own changes in the well, the changes of the Red Flame Sword were too mysterious and unfathomable, but the Si Yu Talisman was real, he felt a heavy spiritual power from the sea area that represented this divine domain, although the image was very blurry, indicating that he did not control this Si Yu Divine Domain at all, but the heavy feeling was extremely clear.

Compared with the other Divine Domains in the Talisman, although the Si Yu Divine Domain was also in the phantom of the Talisman, Chen Gong felt extremely unfamiliar.

I don't know how long the time outside the well has passed, and Chen Gong's heart was suddenly touched.

The kind of supernatural power that can see through yin and yang and pass through the void should come out of his heart, and a picture immediately appeared in his eyes. I saw that in front of the mountain temple of Tianjian Peak, a group of people were watching Zhu Toushan by the square of the mountain temple.

After so many years, some of the people who witnessed the demon slaying under the Heavenly Sword Peak back then are dead, some are old, and some are in the prime of life. They all knew Zhu Toushan and knew that this was the demon spirit beside the mountain god.

They don't understand why Zhu Toushan was hung here, they don't know if this is done by the mountain god, if so, then this pig demon spirit servant is guilty of a crime, if not, then the mountain god also has an accident. Therefore, no one dared to touch it for a while.

After a long time, an old man stepped forward, and he asked a few young people to untie Zhu Toushan, but the black iron chain was not something that ordinary mortals could untie from the tree, and in the end he had no choice but to cut off the branches of the tree.

Chen Gong suddenly heard the old man's voice at this time: "He is the demon spirit under the seat of the mountain god, he once killed the enemy with the mountain god in that great battle more than thirty years ago, he should be worshiped by us." ”

Speaking of this, he turned his head to the mountain temple and said, "The mountain god will not blame us. ”

After speaking, he looked at the mountain temple for a long time, and suddenly said loudly: "Prepare three animals and six animals, and tell everyone to go to the mountain temple tomorrow, and start sacrificing to the mountain god at the right time." ”

Then they sent people to the nearby villages and towns to spread the message. In Chen Gong's ears, the voice of the voice was getting lower and lower, and he couldn't really hear it anymore, but he could still hear a little bit in the end, and as for the voices of others, he couldn't hear it at all. Chen Gong knew that the reason why he was able to hear the voice of this old man was because his faith was very firm and pious.

And after Zhu Toushan was lowered from the tree, the black iron chain on his body was not untied, because no one could untie it. He looked very weak, but still alive.

Chen Gong only glanced at it and saw that the mana on his body was imprisoned by the black iron chain, and people looked at Zhu Toushan helplessly, and finally they didn't know what the old man said, and the people in the village carried Zhu Toushan into the mountains and forests.

Chen Gong didn't know what made the old man make the decision to sacrifice, and at the end of the second day, the people from the nearby ten miles and eight villages gathered in front of the mountain temple, and there were nearly a thousand people.

In the dark, people came with torches, the stars in the sky increased year by year, and when this world was waiting to divide the Guxiao Mountain Range, the people in this area of Linjian Village held a sacrifice that was the largest for them.

This sacrifice begins at the time of the dawn of the darkness and ends at the beginning of the sun.

Chen Gong knew that they must have thought that something might have happened to the mountain god, so they would hold such a huge sacrifice at this time, they didn't know how many pairs of eyes were looking at them in the dark at this time, maybe they knew, but they didn't care.

Chen Gong felt a force, a power that could be seen and touched.

He naturally saw that there were many people in his Guxiao Divine Domain, and sensed that there were many gods outside those Divine Domains that were still burning like lights in the darkness, he raised his head and meditated in his heart again: "I need to go out, my life does not belong to me." ”

When he looked up, he saw a white halo between yin and yang.

The spiritual sense naturally probed over, with that inevitable sense of certainty, and then to his surprise, he actually felt the existence of the white halo, as if he had touched a faint line with his hand, and the feeling was very faint, but after all, he had a sense.

The unknown pattern is like engraved in the yin and yang of nothingness, like the imprint of the Great Dao.

The spiritual consciousness continued to blow on the brand like a breeze, and the brand pattern slowly appeared in his heart, but it was a dragon brand, a dragon flying in the clouds.

As he slowly sensed the mark clearly, he felt that there was something wrong with the water in the prison dragon well, but he couldn't say what the problem was.

The dragon king of Inoue kept caressing the edge of the well, and the idol in the well looked up at the mouth of the well, communicating with the faint dragon-shaped imprint with spiritual sense.

Among the cultivators of the Void Immortal Realm, this is a turbulent era, a moment when heaven and earth will change imminently, and it is also a time to seize the opportunity of the Great Dao, and the opportunity may come at any time.

And in the secular realm of the Void Immortal Continent, it is not a good time now, there are wars everywhere, they don't know why they are fighting, and even most people don't know how the war appeared. They took up arms, got into their farming implements, and picked up unfamiliar weapons to fight to the death with the sudden appearance of the enemy.

When they saw their wives and children dead, they understood that the weapon in their hands was actually wielding it for the continuation of their lives. When they survived, all they saw was desolation and blood, and they understood that they were fighting for their homeland.

But they will never understand that they are still fighting for their faith.

For the faith of the gods, but also for the faith in the heart.

The peace of the Heavenly Demon Realm was broken by a strange team, all along, the Heavenly Demon Realm is a place of freedom of belief, the city god here has died, the Heavenly Demon City has become a ghost domain, and there is no powerful god who has come out to absorb the entire belief in the Heavenly Demon City, because there is a mountain god around the Heavenly Demon City, as long as he is still there, no other god dares to snatch the faith of the Heavenly Demon Realm.

And now that he is gone, there is such a strange team that has appeared, and there is no god in the entire realm around Heavenly Demon City.

The leader rode a tiger, behind him were dozens of soldiers, they were not many, but the costume was extremely strange, the leader rode on the tiger, carrying a whisk on his back, holding a dove-headed staff in his hand, and the staff had worm-like runes on it, which made people's hearts beat at a glance.

They came from a place in the north, and after entering the realm around the Heavenly Demon City, they killed the local gods along the way, and those small gods such as the land died at their hands, and those who saw the opportunity quickly fled.

They drove away or killed the local gods, and then cast spells to show their powers, and asked the people there to build temples and statues of gods, a total of fifteen statues, of which the main statue was the person who rode the white tiger and claimed to be the White Tiger Star King, and he claimed to be the descendant of the White Tiger Star King.

If the local people built a temple that he did not like, he would definitely cast magical spells to make people feel afraid and afraid, killing people was common, he often cast spells to make people worse than death, and his fear made him quickly gain faith.

It's just that the faith he gathered by such means made his body exude a sense of fear that made people's hearts palpitate at all times, if a mortal saw him, as long as he looked at him, he would be afraid, and some of the timid might even be scared to death because of this.

It's not that there's anything scary about his appearance, it's that he has faith brought about by people's fears, and when people look at him, they can't extricate themselves from all kinds of demonic thoughts in their hearts.

They came all the way to the south, killing village and town after town, and everywhere they went, there were no gods who were his opponents, and several gods joined forces to attack him, but he was killed on the spot.

The news that there were evil gods and fierce gods arriving at the boundaries around Heavenly Demon City spread to Jianwei Town and Linjian Village, and for a while, the incense in the mountain temple was full of smoke, and there was an endless stream of people who burned incense and offered sacrifices.

Even some gods came to the mountain temple, and the people who believed in the mountain gods in the world believed in their hearts that the mountain gods would definitely bless them, while some gods knew that Chen Gong had disappeared and fallen into the East China Sea, but they felt that he would definitely return.

There were also many demon spirits and gods who were waiting for the group of people who claimed to be the descendants of the White Tiger Star Monarch to come to the mountain temple, and they were expecting them to destroy the mountain temple.

In the midst of some expectant glances and fearful and worried moods, those people finally appeared near Jianwei Town.

They stopped outside, and the White Tiger Xingjun, who was riding a white tiger with a dove's staff, pointed to the sky above Jianwei Town and said, "There is a powerful god here. ”

It is easy to see if there is a powerful god in a place, under normal circumstances, the purer and more true the faith, the higher the mana of the god, and within the scope of the god's mana, there must be no ghosts and demons.

Jianwei Town is one such place.

He sent someone to the nearby mountains to find the little monster and inquire, and soon reported that the god in this town had disappeared for half a year, and it was rumored that he had died in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, but he knew that the god was not dead, but now it is indeed not there.

Chen Gong, who was imprisoned in the Dragon Well in the East China Sea, once again thought in his heart: "My life no longer belongs to me, I must go out!"

It was quiet in the East China Sea Prison Dragon Well, only Chen Gong was shouting in his heart.

In Jianwei Town, there is a kind of chaos of fear, for humans who have lost the protection of the gods, it is like wearing a single coat on a snowy day, and it is cold to the heart.

Some people went out of the town in the direction of Heavenly Sword Peak, others avoided elsewhere, but many more were in front of the temple in the town, praying to the mountain god for protection.

There were words in his mouth and heart, and in Chen Gong's ears, a piece of calling sound was formed, flickering far and near, big and small, flowing in Chen Gong's ears like the wind.

The wind suddenly rose in Jianwei Town, and the wind was cold in the forest. The people in the town suddenly felt that they were in the ice and snow, and looked at the entrance of the town in fear one by one, and in their eyes, they saw a rolling blood cloud, a group of people seemed to come from hell, and the corpses and blood sea passed through, and countless dead souls were struggling and cursing in pain.

Step by step, an endless aura of terror oppressed, as if it was connected to the sea of hell blood.

The belief that the White Tiger Star Monarch obtained was formed because people were afraid of him, so when people saw him, all kinds of frightening scenes were born in their hearts.