Choosing the Son of God is also one of the best events for every ancient religion, and you must be cautious. In a sense, it will determine the rise and fall of the ancient religion in the next hundreds of years.

Before selecting the Son of God, you must sacrifice to the Blood God.

The Blood God Altar is located in the hinterland of the Blood God Cult, only a few hundred miles from Qianyuan Mountain. The altar has nine floors in total, made of billions of white bones.

After every disciple of the Blood God Sect dies, the body will be refined into white bones and become part of the Blood God Altar. It is like bricks and tiles, making the Blood God Altar taller and more magnificent.

Zhang Ruochen stood under the Blood God Altar, looked up and felt quite shocked.

The Blood God Altar does not look like an altar at all, because it is even more magnificent and towering than Qianyuan Mountain. Even if you stand tens of miles away, you can feel its majestic aura.

There was blood mist over the altar, and sometimes holy shadows appeared, which looked like the souls of ancient saints. The holy shadows were of different sizes, some were only a few meters high, while others were hundreds of meters high.

"The bones of the leaders and saints of the Blood God Cult will all become part of the altar. When you come here, any disciple should be in awe."

Ji Shui knelt on the ground, placed his hands flat, and respectfully bowed to the Blood God Altar.

Zhang Ruochen looked around and found that the first thing other disciples of the Blood God Cult came here was to kneel down and bow.

For them, the Blood God Altar is the most sacred place.

Below the Blood God Altar, there were dense monks gathered, at least hundreds of thousands, with the sound of people and the heads trembling, which was like a sea of ​​people.

Not only the disciples of the Blood God Cult, but also representatives of the families and sects that depend on the Blood God Cult also attended, wanting to witness the birth of the new Son of God.

Some of the disciples of the Blood God Cultivated a battle flag and printed the surnames of the Son of God candidates on the battle flag to show their support.

"Senior Brother Wei's qualifications are not inferior to the previous son Mei Lanzhu. He can be called the leader of the Blood God Sect and will definitely become the new son of God."

A disciple of the Blood God Cult from the semi-saint realm inserted a black battle flag on the ground.

There is a golden character "Wei" printed on the battle flag, representing Wei Longxing.

Those monks who were optimistic about Wei Longxing becoming the new son of the god gathered towards the black battle flag and formed a unified camp.

"The Sea Spirit Seal has received a huge opportunity in the Wild Secret Realm. Now that his injuries are healed, the king will definitely lead the younger generation of the Blood God Sect to sweep the world."

"Seventy years ago, Uncle Hai was the first child prodigy of the Blood God Cult. Now, he is still the first person in the Blood God Cult."

A nephew of the Hailing Seal inserted an ink-blue battle flag with the word "Sea" on the top of a small hill to represent the Hailing Seal.

Suddenly, the crowd gathered towards the black battle flag like a tide.

Although the Sea Spirit Seal was once defeated by Dong Wutian and was secretly injured, his cultivation has been slow for decades. However, he still has great influence in the Blood God Sect.

Many people are optimistic about him, believing that the Hailing Seal will become stronger after experiencing ups and downs in life, and it is very likely that it will become the true invincible king more than before.

Wei Longxing and Hai Ling Seal are definitely the two protagonists today. Their supporters are huge, and they keep shaking the battle flag and shouting their names.

Before they appeared, the supporters of both sides were already fighting against each other and almost clashed. Fortunately, a Holy Land Elder appeared in time and stopped him.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, "It's just a choice to choose the Son of God. There is no need to make such a big noise, right?"

Ji Shuidao: "The level division of the Blood God Cult is very strict. The strong are respected, the strength is king, and the weak can only be slaves and servants. Who can become candidates for the Son of God is naturally worthy of worship."

The supporters of the candidates for the Son of God are mainly young female disciples. Those male monks are relatively rational.

Of course, if you choose a saint, this situation will definitely be reversed.

Sun Dadi emerged from somewhere, appeared at Zhang Ruochen's Zuo Ze, and sighed: "There are too many supporters of Wei Longxing and the Sea Spirit Seal. Moreover, in the Blood God Sect, several goddess-level beauties also stood in their camp. It's really unreasonable."

Sun Dadi looked a little stingy, and he glanced at Wei Longxing and Hai Ling Seal camp from time to time, looking at the young goddess-level beauties, looking very envious.

He used his red tail to hit Zhang Ruochen, pointed at a girl in green in Wei Longxing's camp, and said, "This woman, named Beihaiying, has once fought for the saint. Although she is wearing a veil, her beauty is said to be comparable to that of His Highness," he said.

Then, he pointed to a sexy beauty in the Hailing Seal camp and said, "Her name is Ning Xi, she can be called the number one sexy beauty of the Blood God Cult. I have been following her for a long time. Who would have thought that the man she liked was the Hailing Seal."

Zhang Ruochen was very calm and used to Sun Dadi's chattering personality, saying, "Don't you also have many supporters?"

Sun Dadi smiled awkwardly with a bitter face: "Those are disciples of the Kun Tiangong, and most of them are male monks, not even a slightly more beautiful female disciple."

Suddenly, Sun Dadi exclaimed lightly, as if something extraordinary happened, and exclaimed: "Boss Gu, there is actually a goddess-level beauty in your supporter camp, which is enough to compare with Beihai Ying and Ning Xi."

Zhang Ruochen naturally also had supporters. They came from Xianming Sea, all of whom were disciples and subordinates of the Haiming Dharma King, and there were not many.

Zhang Ruochen didn't care about any supporters at all and didn't pay attention from beginning to end.

Hearing Sun Dadi's words, he turned around and took a look in the direction of the battle flag with the word "Gu".

I saw that there was indeed a tall and beautiful beauty standing under the battle flag.

She was wearing a wide blood-red robe, with fair skin, plump breasts and buttocks, delicate facial features, delicate and translucent. Some wisps of light blood mist lingered around her, forming a hazy beauty.

However, her eyes were quite cold. When she saw Zhang Ruochen staring at her, a warning look appeared in her eyes.

Zhang Ruochen just smiled slightly, not afraid of her warning at all, and withdrew his gaze.

"Hey! Where is the eldest sister just now?"

Sun Dadi looked at Ji Shui's location just now, but saw that she had already left and disappeared.

"She is really not polite at all. When she leaves, she doesn't say anything to us. Boss Gu, if you become the Son of God, you must discipline her well." Sun Dadi said.

In the camp supporting Zhang Ruochen, the stunning beauty in a blood robe flashed in her eyes when she heard Sun Dadi's words.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said nothing.

Just then, a sound of restlessness came.

"Senior Brother Wei is here, everyone will welcome you." "It's indeed Wei Longxing, who is worthy of being a peerless hero. The momentum that radiates from his body is enough to be comparable to that of all the saints."?...

Wei Longxing wore a colorful holy armor and drove a auspicious cloud, falling from the sky, causing a great sensation.

Those female disciples who regarded Wei Longxing as their dream lover were all excited and shouted the name of "Wei Longxing".

Immediately afterwards, Bai Yu, Yan Kongming and other candidates for the Son of God arrived one after another, causing waves of shock.

On the contrary, Zhang Ruochen and Sun Dadi seemed quite deserted.

Because they have been in the Blood God Cult for a short time, few people know them, and even when they stand in the crowd, few people recognize them.

Sun Dadi sighed and said, "It's really unfair that a small character like Bai Yu has many supporters and followers."

Bai Yu is indeed the holy body, but Sun Dadi did not take him seriously at all.

In Sun Dadi's eyes, there are probably only Hai Ling Seal, Wei Longxing, and Zhang Ruochen, who can be considered opponents. Other candidates for the Son of God are all small characters.

The Sea Spirit Seal came very late, but even so, it still caused an unprecedented sensation.

Because he came with the Saint of the Blood God Cult, and walked to the bottom of the Blood God Altar, he seemed quite calm and had a strong sense of confidence on his body.

"His Highness the Saint is still optimistic about the Sea Spirit Seal in the end."

"It is very likely that the position of the Son of God has been settled, and it must be the Sea Spirit Seal."

All the monks of the Blood God Sect were talking, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at the sea spirit seal and the saint of the Blood God Sect.

Most of the candidates for the Son of God present showed bad looks and fighting spirit, and could not wait to compete with the Sea Spirit Seal.

As time goes by, it gradually approaches noon.

The elders of the Blood God Sect, the ten palace masters of the Cross Heavenly Palace, and the four Dharma Kings of the Protectors all arrived with their true bodies and landed on the top of the Blood God Altar, emitting a series of powerful and boundless auras.

The saints of the Blood God Cult have reached more than half.

Not to mention ordinary disciples, even half-saints felt quite awe and dared not make loud noises.

Under the Blood God Altar, hundreds of thousands of monks all calmed down. Most of them were kneeling on the ground and bowing to the saints on the top of the altar.

The scene was quite spectacular.

"Welcome to the leader."

An old voice seemed very melodious and spread throughout the world.

All the monks knelt on the ground and bowed to the direction of the Blood God Altar.

At this moment, the sky above the Blood God Altar completely turned blood-red, forming a huge vortex.

"Swish."

In the center of the vortex, a powerful and inexplicable aura scattered out and fell to the top of the altar, condensing into a majestic figure.

The palace masters of the Cross Heavenly Palace and the four great Dharma Kings of the Protectors stood up one after another and bowed to the Blood God Sect Master.

The leader of the Blood God Sect sat at the top of the Blood God Altar, and the powerful aura that shocked hundreds of millions of sentient beings gradually converged back to his body and turned into invisible.

"I am worthy of being the leader. With such a powerful cultivation level, I am afraid that I can knock down all the stars in the sky." Sun Dadi was sweating coldly, his heartbeats, and he was trembling when he breathed.

Zhang Ruochen moved the thirty-six transformations of invisible form to the extreme, and could not reveal any flaws.

His transformation technique is much more powerful than before. As long as he is more cautious, the Blood God Sect Master will definitely not be able to see through it.

"It's already noon, and sacrifices begin."

The sacrificial ceremony is presided over by the palace master of the Gan Tiangong.

This sacrifice was not a sacrifice with wild beasts, but a sacrifice with living people. A total of three thousand boys and three thousand virgin girls were killed, and countless slaves were killed.

The crimson blood flowed from the top of the altar to the bottom, making it look extremely bloody and cruel.

When Zhang Ruochen saw this scene, he felt a strong anger in his heart, but he was trying hard to restrain himself and did not do anything impulsive.
Chapter completed!