Chapter 1329 Sure enough, Shaman Qing is my blessed land!
Shengjing City.
Yang Fan, who was familiar with the terrain everywhere, stopped in front of a temple.
"Hercules Longo?"
His eyes flashed. .??.??
The size of this temple is above average, and a faint divine light can be seen extending into the void.
At the entrance of the temple, you can see believers who are constantly going to worship and make offerings. Many of them are strong and burly men. They are full of energy and blood and have sharp auras. They are obviously martial arts practitioners.
Perhaps it's because they come here so often, but they are all shrouded in a faint divine light.
And this divine light undoubtedly represents the blessing of some kind of power!
If you look closely, you can find that the levels of divine light blessed by them are not the same. Some are deep and some are shallow, which obviously represents a certain level.
While Yang Fan was observing, two burly figures were walking towards the temple.
They all wore cloud-dragon-patterned gauze arrow jackets, felt hats on their heads, wrenches on their fingers, scimitars on their waists, and were protected by guards behind them. They were obviously children of noble families!
"Zhagbu, it seems that you are one step closer to being the chosen warrior by God!"
One of them said.
Zagob grinned and said, "Dule, the same goes for you! According to your strength, you will be able to become the God's Chosen Warrior with only two more sacrifices!"
Warrior, Warrior, God's Chosen Warrior, Batulu, and Titled Baturu have become five levels.
Tribal warriors, corresponding to martial arts exchanges.
Tribal warrior, corresponding to martial arts Tianguan.
The warriors chosen by the gods obtain divine blessings through sacrifices to the gods, and gradually form a divine pattern corresponding to the gods. The strongest ones can correspond to martial arts gods.
Batulu can carry the descendants of ordinary gods and ancestor gods, corresponding to the realm of martial arts and supernatural powers.
Titled Batulu, it can fully carry the power of the natural god or the powerful ancestor god, corresponding to the martial arts treasure and the realm of gods!
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Hearing Zagob's words, Duler couldn't help but have a look of joy on his face. He glanced behind Zagob and said, "Zhagob, what sacrifice did you prepare for the god this time?"
Zagob smiled and waved his hands, "They are just two demon kings that I caught by chance."
"The Demon King?"
Duler's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but look at the huge box covered by cloth behind Zagob, with a look of envy on his face.
"Then you are really lucky! I am afraid that the God will give you more divine power this time, and maybe you will be able to condense divine patterns and become the God's Chosen Warrior!"
Zagbu said slightly reservedly, "If you can please the gods, it will be great."
After all, in order to hunt down these two demon kings, many of his clansmen were killed and injured, and even several of his uncles were seriously injured, all because of this sacrifice!
If he can become the God's Chosen Warrior, he will be able to give back to his family and make up for this loss.
While talking, the two of them had already entered the temple.
They stopped chatting immediately, and their expressions became a little more solemn.
According to the instructions of the temple priest, the sacrifices were offered at different altars. After the sacrifices were taken by Longge, the Hercules, a divine light fell on the two of them!
On Zagob's body, a thick layer of divine light gradually condensed into a fist-shaped divine pattern, which appeared on his eyebrows. In one movement, the power penetrated the whole body, making bones thunder!
"God's Chosen Warrior!"
Du Le, who was in front of another altar, looked at the divine light blessed on his body. It was obvious that he was still a little short of the God's Chosen Warrior, and he couldn't help but show a hint of envy.
Even the priest of Hercules Longge showed a satisfied smile when he saw Chagob.
"My God, one more loyal believer!"
After the two people finished the sacrifice, they left the temple.
And Yang Fan also saw clearly through this sacrifice how the Hercules Longge lowered his divine power. As for the divine patterns formed, they were equivalent to the phantom of the magical power mastered by the gods!
Of course, this mark is not complete. To obtain a complete mark will undoubtedly mean more sacrifices. .??.??
As for the sacrifices.
According to the results of Yang Fan's observations, it doesn't matter whether it's jewelry, gold, jade, various rare treasures, or blood cannibals, the gods will almost never reject them.
The cheapest and most common is human sacrifice.
This method of sacrificing the corpses and flesh of the same kind to gain strength for oneself is the most realistic and versatile.
Moreover, according to the reaction of divine power, blood cannibals are undoubtedly the easiest to please the gods.
However, in Yang Fan's view, choosing to believe in gods is ultimately an illusion!
Because since you choose to believe in gods, the source of power will point to gods. If gods can give you power, they can naturally take back the power.
"This magical power of Hercules is also somewhat interesting."
The opponent's magical power is called "Strength", and if you practice it perfectly, you can increase your physical strength five times.
Moreover, compared to the "sea-turning" magical power that Yang Fan once obtained and consumed, which can only increase his power in the ocean, this "powerful" magical power is obviously more adaptable.
"According to the methods of these shaman gods, if I can also imitate this method, I may not be able to create a super elite force..."
Yang Fan was a little moved.
As soon as his heart moved, he immediately took action.
So, Yang Fan stepped into the temple.
The Baifu Knot slowly spread out, covering the entire temple
Covered, I saw him stepping up to the altar, looking like he was going to sacrifice himself to Hercules Longo!
"Dali, come quickly!"
Yang Fan looked expectantly at the statue of Hercules in front of him.
Hercules Longge had just finished taking the sacrifices of Zagob and Durer. When he felt that someone was offering sacrifices, he planned to take more.
However, as soon as his spiritual consciousness dropped, his whole body was suddenly violently pulled out of the Kingdom of God by an extremely powerful force and was smashed to the ground.
"Who am I, where am I, and why am I here?"
Hercules Longge was stunned. Before he could react, his whole body was crushed and his consciousness was cut off instantly. However, the magical power fruit that represented "powerful" was not damaged!
It is the power of fate to kill!
"Sure enough, the body of the gods is the manifestation of magical powers, and the gods are more like magical powers with spirits! No wonder they can be given magical powers so repeatedly. It turns out that they are the magical powers themselves!"
etc!
Thinking about it this way, aren't the shaman gods just magical fruits?!
"Sure enough, Shaman Qing is my blessed land!"
Yang Fan knew that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, so he took the "Dali" magical power with satisfaction and left quickly!
I killed a Vajra from the Tantric Sect before, and now I also killed a shaman god, which just helped the two families to get even!
I, Yang, am really kind!
"boom!"
And the sudden death of a god, the shamanism's reaction exceeded Yang Fan's expectations.
In just a few breaths, figures of gods appeared on the temple of Hercules Longge, each exuding amazing power, instantly surrounding the surroundings like iron barrels!
"Come so fast!"
On the street in front of the temple, Yang Fan frowned and quietly retreated behind everyone.