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Chapter 2167 The altar of the gods!

However, because the "leader-level" ruler has been vacant for hundreds of years, no large-scale meeting has been held for many years. At most, Xue Lizi, Han Wuwu, and other members of the Presbyterian Council bickered and quarreled here.

But now, it’s different!

call!

A strong wind blew in the void, and a spiral channel of clouds and mist appeared on the black altar - the altar was engraved with all things in the world, stars and the universe. It looked very grand and vicissitudes of life.

Click!

A pair of metal boots stepped out of the cloud passage and stepped on the altar. Then, a tall and burly figure came out of it.

It’s Han Endless!

He clenched his fist, and the air made a low explosion, as if the void was about to burst.

"Hey, the atmosphere of the real world is more comfortable. Here, I can feel that I am extremely powerful and invincible. It is really... unpleasant to be in the hidden land of the gods."

Outside, even if Han Wuwu was not the deputy leader before, but was just the general of the Shenying Guard, he was still a high-ranking existence. He was also a nightmare for the Chinese righteousness! As long as the leaders of the Zero Group and the leader-level figures of the giant Buddhist and Taoist sects did not come out,

He can basically be domineering.

Although there are some people in the "Presbyterian Church" who are stronger than him! But because the canon rules absolutely prohibit internal fighting, the usual power struggles and games are mainly "literary fights".

But in the land of the gods, those ancient leader-level experts wouldn't care so much... What's more, in the face of absolute crushing strength, Han Wuwu's own psychological pressure was also very high.

"Hey, I am now the legitimate deputy leader, taking charge of the overall situation! There are a few old guys in the Presbyterian Church. Let's see if you dare to be disrespectful to me."

Han Wuyuan thought to himself and took a few steps towards the black altar at his feet.

Then you can see that there are four empty slots on the ground in front of the central axis of the altar - there is a single one at the top and three parallel slots below.

The shape of these empty slots is the same as the shape of the Token of the Gods mastered by the "leader level"! Moreover, the three parallel empty slots below are further down, and there are characters carved in ancient mysterious scripts-respectively representing one,

Two, three.

"Well, it seems like we should put the token in, right? The token of the third deputy leader I hold... is placed on the far right, and it will open the formation channel and summon all the personnel who have arrived at their respective branches.

Come."

Han Wuyuan recalled in his mind some of the things the leader told him the last time he saw him in the Hidden Land.

After all, he used to be the general of the Shenying Guard, and he also stayed at the Shenying Guard's station, and he didn't understand many things in this general forum. During this period, he has spent a long time here to understand the general situation.

About two months ago, Han Wuyue officially issued an order: let all members of the Twelve Regiments of Ten Thousand Gods whose serial numbers are "ten" and above be assigned to the Shenwei Invincible Battalion and Mingwei General Camp under the Shenwei Guards whose serial numbers are "ten".

"The above members, as well as all members of the Presbyterian Church! Gather in their respective branches today and wait for the call from the main altar.

Now, the time has finally arrived. Han Wuwu himself is also full of excitement and anticipation!

He took a deep breath and put the "Third Deputy Leader's Order" in his hand into the empty groove on the far right...

Before it was completely put in, a large number of metal threads automatically stretched out from the empty groove - obviously made of metal, but very soft like countless tentacles! They twisted, opened their teeth and claws, and forcibly wrapped Han Endless's token.

Got in.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the token was completely embedded in the groove.

Then, a terrifying aura that made Han Wuwu feel weak all over suddenly emerged from the altar at his feet...

"What's going on? What on earth is this? Is there something hidden under the main altar? I am already surrounded by three flowers, why do I still feel so scared? I even feel like trembling.

"

Han Wuyuan was horrified!

Just now I was secretly rejoicing that I had returned to the real world from the hidden land of gods. I was a high-ranking and peak existence. But I was immediately slapped in the face... and the slap was loud.

As for the main altar of the Pantheon Religion, he only took a brief stroll around it recently, and did not understand the real secrets. He also did not know that the order of the leader was placed in the groove of the main altar called the Altar of the Pantheon.

, there is such a big movement?

horrible!

The Altar of the All Gods is the core of the General Altar of the All Gods Religion. It is also the true central location of the All Gods Religion! Only the past leaders and deputy leaders can come up here to summon other members or discuss important matters.

Han Wuwu, who came here for the first time, still didn’t understand the situation...

The terrifying atmosphere quickly dissipated.

Then Han Wuyuan heard strange rustling sounds coming from the altar at his feet, as if something inside was activated! Awakened!

Um?

He looked down and saw that the originally smooth mirror-like surface of the "Altar of All Gods" where he was standing suddenly had ripples, as if it were violently trembling on the surface of the water.

The next moment, a huge blurry human face appeared on the surface of the Altar of All Gods!

A pair of eyes without any emotion looked up at him.

Before Han Wuwu had time to react, an indifferent voice without any human emotion sounded in his mind: "Well... it's been hundreds of years... and no little guy has come to wake me up for a long time. It's so boring."

This voice, one after another, struck Han Endless's mind like thunder.

He staggered back two steps, lowered his head and stared at the blurry human face with unclear facial features that appeared on the surface of the Altar of the All Gods, and calmed down a little. Then he asked: "I don't know who you are..."

"Hehe! You are indeed a little guy. Why are the leaders of our Pantheon Religion not as good as the previous generation? They are already the third deputy leader, and they are still so unstable. Who am I? Don't you know how to feel it carefully?"

It was only then that Han Wuwu completely calmed down and regained his composure. He raised his hand towards the huge blurry face and said, "This junior has lost his composure. I, the leader-level leader of the Pantheon Religion, should really not be alarmed if the sky falls!"

It's just that the senior's aura is so majestic that the junior is a little surprised."

After saying that, he released his spiritual sense and wrapped it around the altar of the gods at his feet, preparing to feel it.

After all, he is also the most powerful person in the Three Flowers Gathering.

The moment when spiritual awareness wraps around the altar of the gods!

Han Wuyuan came to understand. He suddenly realized: "Senior, it turns out that you are actually... the weapon spirit of the Altar of All Gods that I teach? The Altar of All Gods itself is actually a heaven-level magic weapon?!"

Hahaha!

The blurry human face laughed loudly, with a clanging sound of metal friction and collision.

"Little guy, it seems that the Pantheon Religion in this era is really in decline? But that's right, before you, I saw a boy named Yi Yin for the last time. He said that the end of the Dharma era is about to come.

Presumably, it is already the end of the Dharma era when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is exhausted, right? So it’s normal that you don’t understand many things.”

"You are right. This altar of gods is indeed a heaven-level magic weapon, and it is also... a peak heaven-level magic weapon! And I, the old man, am the spirit of this peak heaven-level magic weapon. Never underestimate us.

The foundation of the Pantheon Religion. After all, we are as old as the entire Chinese civilization!"

Sure enough!

Han Wuwu took a breath of cold air.


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