The sound is low, like the roar of thousands of waves, gathering from all directions to one point, stimulating the body and shaking the mind.
Her long purple-red hair sways in the wind like seaweed.
Against the backdrop of the light, the bronze skin on the body became deeper.
As thick as the mountains, as vast as the sea.
The most important thing is that the golden horn produces a feeling of unity between man and nature.
The person stood on the ground, but the breath reached Qingming and reached Chixiao.
Whether it was the impact of power or the influence of aura, the sandstorm and gravel within five steps of the Golden Horn's foothold were all strangely floating away from the ground and suspended in the air.
Even the Golden Horn itself is also in a vain way.
Others' steps were mostly because they were hollowed out by wine, but the steps were empty because they were filled with thunder and lightning.
The Vajra Indestructible body moves to its extreme.
The Dragon Elephant Wave Ruogong has been used to reach its peak.
"Big! Powerful! Heaven! Dragon!"
The vajra-protected man raised his head and roared wildly, and then started his transformation.
The power in the body squirted out, and it was thin from the 48,000 pores in the whole body. It gathered behind it under the control of a mysterious force and condensed into a red disc.
The diameter of the disc is one circle larger than the height of the Golden Horn, and is divided into three concentric circles from the inside to the outside.
The innermost concentric circle is divided into two semicircles, the second concentric circle is divided into four equal parts, and the third concentric circle is divided into eight equal parts.
The edges of each part are flowing with the lute gold luster and cast copper texture, with mysterious patterns and patterns.
Concentric circles rotate in different directions and rates, and these mysterious patterns and patterns are arranged and combined immediately, and strange power is bursting out.
Looking at the patterns, Yang Muyun was slightly ecstatic.
These are all patterns on the Taurus totem pole, but before that, they seem to have seen them elsewhere.
Yang Muyun's thoughts were heard and immediately found the familiar roots.
bronze inscriptions, oracle bone inscriptions.
Moreover, the shape of this disc is a bit like a compass, just a little smaller and a little less circle.
When studying sword-casting and casting before, Yang Muyun observed many bronze ware and found words (patterns) with unique power such as mountain patterns, water patterns, wind patterns, cloud patterns, and thunder patterns from them.
These words and patterns may not be exactly the same as those on the Taurus totem, but the biggest advantage of hieroglyphs is that they look at the text and can understand the meaning of it by just a glance.
Therefore, Yang Muyun quickly understood the meaning of these text arrangements and combinations.
However, at this time, the golden horn roared again, and the power bursting in the body became stronger, and the squirting red light burned like a flame and rose.
And these red lights did not disappear out of thin air, but were absorbed by the disc behind them.
Soon, rays of light radiate on the outer edge of the disc, and then a layer of the disc became a concentric circle nested with four rings.
The fourth layer of concentric circle is divided into sixteen parts, which means that sixteen characters and patterns are added, and hundreds of changes are added.
Yang Muyun glanced at the outer edge of the fourth concentric circle and said in his heart: Can this thing continue to extend outward?
At this time, the disc behind Jinjiao turned.
It seems to trigger a certain pattern, with several texts and patterns being bold and highlighted, and having a special effect of diffusing outlines.
Yang Muyun guessed and vaguely realized that this was a kind of perseverance like a mountain, heavy, and unstoppable like falling rocks...
At this time, the Tauren hit the ground with a blow.
The ground of a hundred steps shattered instantly, and countless gravels and even mountain rocks rushed upwards under the impact of a punch, and the majestic fist power radiated out to the surroundings with the golden horn as the center, and the trees were destroyed wherever they went.
The stones are shocking.
The rocks penetrate the sky, the waves slam the shore, and thousands of piles of soil are rolled up.
Seeing the mighty and powerful appearance of the Tauren, the other relatives were crying.
Especially the latest converts, everyone looked at Yang Muyun with enthusiasm.
Great God, should we make arrangements?
Yang Muyun did not pay attention to the expressions and eyes of human believers, because he only had a tauren in his eyes.
"This looks...this shape...and this iconic long purple-red hair and domineering horns...Isn't this...the Demon Respect Tower?"
Yes, it's the Demon Respect Building.
It's just a few lines.
Yang Muyun immediately took the scene on Baidu and got stills from the Magic Reverence Tower and screenshots of the characters in the game.
Then the red lightning rules were blessed on the golden horn and the evil and handsome red tattoos were created for it.
The last stroke fell, and Jinjiao was shocked in an instant.
With the help of the rules of lightning, the golden horn stabilizes the energy in its body, tightly bound it to the body without losing it, wandering under the skin without dissipating.
When Yang Muyun saw the final look of the Tauren, he nodded with satisfaction.
"That's right, that's the Van!"
Jinjiao immediately knelt down on the ground and respectfully thanked Yang Muyun for his gift.
The other tauren warriors also transformed.
Among them, the powerful Taurens summoned the roulette, but most of them were two or three, and no one reached four like a golden horn.
Yang Muyun carefully pondered the totem roulette, and although he did not study it thoroughly, he also developed some tricks.
This is an alienated, or energetic totem pole, which only changes from the column to the planar pattern.
The text and patterns are random - each Tauren has different totem roulettes.
This may be related to the bloodline, experience, and direction of practice of the Tauren.
In short, this totem roulette is a buff ability, which can superimpose various buffs on itself, can be mixed with different types of buffs, or can be the same type of buffs, and some buffs with strange correlations can be generated.
Special bond.
Yang Muyun couldn't understand it, nor could she figure it out.
But Yang Muyun only knows one thing. This totem roulette is very strong, just as strong as Chonglou was beaten into a demon state and transformed.
However, this thing consumes a lot, and the handsome man is unable to support it for only one minute.
However, in the process of studying the totem roulette, Yang Muyun gained a different harvest - the creatures on the ground can produce strange sensing or contact with the lightning-striking wood on the moon.
Another word is contract.
As long as a contract is established, it can be connected to the spirit of lightning strike wood and connect with the same energy.
With this connection, contractors can continuously obtain energy from the lightning-striking wood.
For example, the Taurens all use the mother tree as a medium and leave a soul mark on the subtrees on the moon.
From birth to death, all members of the Taurus clan are closely related to the totem pole.
When they were young, they obtained the protection of the totem pole, obtained the aura power emitted by the totem pole, gathered around the totem pole, formed a tribe, and followed the totem pole to the battlefield and defeated the enemy.
After death, the soul of the Tauren will not go to heaven or hell, but will enter the totem pole, bless the totem pole, and enhance its power and foundation.
For this reason, the totem pole is particularly sacred among the Taurus.
In the past, there was only one totem pole, and the Tauren had no choice but to squeeze and rely on it.
But now with tens of millions of totem poles, the Tauren can live in a single room.
"Look! There is a totem pole that belongs to me on the moon!"
"I want to believe in the gods devoutly, add strength to my totem pole, so that it can grow faster."
"The totem pole is feedbacking my strength to me, and my cultivation is steadily improving."
"Is this, is sleeping getting stronger?"
The Taurus was all surprised. This way of becoming stronger was beyond his imagination.
Nothing needs to be done, as long as you believe in devoutly and worship the gods, when the moon rises, your exclusive totem pole will transmit power to you.
When other creatures become stronger, they rely on eating, drinking, sleeping and sleeping. When growing flesh, they become stronger and improve.
But the Taurens are different. In addition to eating, drinking, sleeping, and getting experience when they are hung up.
Who can withstand this speed?
Yang Muyun thinks that this way of becoming stronger can be promoted.
Isn't it just a soul imprint?
Simple!
So, Yang Muyun screened a group of crazy believers among the Teutonic monks, then collected their soul marks and reached a contract with the lightning-striking wood on the moon.
After that, when the energy absorbed by the lightning wood is overloaded, it can be diverted to the Teutonic monk along the soul contract.
"Ah! Praise the chosen ones! The power of the divine tree is so powerful. This level of nourishment is not comparable to that of the holy water!"
"Praise the sun...oh no, praise the moon!"
"I will definitely become stronger quickly!"
Charlie, the leader of the Teutonic Monks, was keenly aware that his cultivation route should be changed.
Before, I always crowed and started to exercise heavily, and used various methods to polish my muscles and bones, sharpen my combat skills, and maximize my limited strength.
Just like moving bricks, I have to work hard for 200 yuan a day, and I have to consider whether to treat my upper body with a good meal or a good meal with a good meal with a lower body.
But now, things have turned around.
I have a constant stream of energy, every day, and the amount is large, at least larger than before.
Just like you can get ten thousand yuan a day, you must spend all the money as quickly as possible, otherwise it will be cleared the next day.
Oh no, it was not cleared, but it was filled again the next day and turned into 10,000 yuan.
Strengthen your arms? Get to the top!
Strengthen your legs? Get to the top!
Torso strengthened? Get to the top!
Why are you doing something carefully? You can directly nourish and strengthen it, and you have to build a demigod body.
In the spare time, think carefully about swordsmanship, philosophy, and life.
And, use your own strength to spread doctrine and promote the greatness of the Northern God.
O, praise the chosen one, we will be the sharpest sword and the strongest shield in your hand!
Yang Muyun attached the soul imprints of Mark and other human believers to the lightning-striking wood, enjoying the wonderful feeling of filling every day.
These human believers suddenly lost their pursuit of life.
Cultivation?
No need!
Resources for practice?
It's meaningless!
Anyway, whenever the moon rises, I can get a lot of power.
Every day, I can become stronger and stronger, and one day I can become a demigod.
This growth rate was something I never dared to imagine in the past. Even if I stayed asleep and practiced hard, it was not as high as one tenth or one percent.
Human believers who have lost their ability to practice cultivation are not lazy, but are actively and diligently running.
For example, go to the southern border and call the defenders of the Sauron Kingdom.
Come on, fight one-on-one!
And he chose to take action at night.
"Praise the moon!"
With this slogan, countless human believers rushed towards the tent of the Kingdom of Sauron.
The energy in the body is full of energy and gushing.
This energy must be squandered, otherwise it will all be dispersed.
Even if they absorb and refine them with all their might, only one or two of them could use, and the rest would evacuate through the pores.
This is a waste, a huge waste.
Therefore, a high-intensity battle must be launched to consume the physical strength.
This is the nightmare of the defenders of the Kingdom of Sauron.
When they first heard the phrase "Praise the Moon", they would laugh and answer "Praise the Sun".
But as time went by, they finally realized that praising the moon was not a praise for the moon, but a slogan of charge.
Following this sentence, there must be countless powerful human warriors.
These damn humans have been thrown into the arms of evil gods and exchanged their souls for power to the demons.
Damn it!
It's so damn!
Can’t the false god continue to believe in the God of Light?
If you believe in the God of Light and you can go to heaven after death, why should you blaspheme the gods?
But at this time, there was a loud cheer outside the camp:
"Praise the moon!"
"On behalf of the moon, destroy you!"
Hearing this, the soldiers in the camp tent shuddered.
Because a new round of night attacks by the pagans is about to begin.
"Damn it! Damn it! These dark creatures like night attacks, it's damn!"
The soldiers in the camp cursed fiercely, then held their breath, trying to reduce their presence.
After a while, I listened to his heavy breathing.
Really, I can't hold it in.
Why can these pagans clearly see objects at night?
Since the fall of the moon god and the moon has turned red, the energy reduction at night has been greatly reduced.
In the past, when there was moonlight, everyone could still fight at night.
Now, the moonlight is like a layer of gauze curtain, covering the torch, and it is full of shadows within five steps, not to mention the darkness in the distance.
But the pagans were not affected, and their vision in the dark was very sharp, even better than the beast.
An opponent who is stronger than himself is staring at himself every night.
Let's wait for a watch, you will definitely be stolen. If you don't wait for a watch, everyone will be stolen.
Every time it is the turn to select the watchman, the soldiers who are drawn will be sad and feel as if they are sentenced to death.
Many soldiers who were drawn escaped at night, resulting in no warning from the checkpoints and all were taken off.
So the superior appointed someone to stare at the sentry and die together.
Then, the two of them escaped and surrendered to the enemy.
Then two, three, or even four were sent to stare at the soldiers who were on guard.
The question is... Is there still a need to stand guard?
At this time, the slogans of "Praise the Moon" and "represent the Moon to Eliminate You" are one after another.
After trembling, the soldiers in the camp looked at each other and communicated silently.
"If you don't want to be destroyed by the believers of the moon, you can only join them and believe in the Moon God."
“The question is, how to join?”
"It would be better to create a Moon Worship Church, secretly recruit believers in the camp, and when the time is right, we will take everyone to the Northern Gods together."