When An Bulang heard the majestic voice, he couldn't help but look at the statue behind him.
The statue of the White King suddenly burst out with extremely dazzling light, illuminating the entire tomb chamber.
"I'll give you another chance to choose again and come and worship me!"
The majestic voice echoed in the tomb chamber again.
An Bulang couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, turned around, clenched his fist and hit the treasure door hard again!
boom!!
There was another violent tremor in the tomb.
The door was made of terrifyingly hard material, and it still hadn't been hammered open.
"Be bold!"
A majestic rebuke came.
The ground began to shake.
The colorful pictures on the wall burst into strange light.
On the ground, a large white formation rose up, and a huge and terrifying gravity covered the young man's body, making him feel that his body was as heavy as pressing a mountain, and all the muscles and bones in his body made an overwhelming sound. Not only that, a
A chain glowing with spiritual light suddenly shot out from the ground, trying to wrap around the young man.
"Interesting, the formation is actually hidden so deep." An Bulang immediately used his body skills to avoid it, and looked at the formation on the ground with his eyes, trying to find the flaw in the formation.
At this time, several ferocious beasts fighting the White King on the colorful picture on the wall suddenly jumped out of the picture, including a giant white phosphorus python, a six-clawed ghost roc, and a rotten corpse with a thousand-eyed round body monster...
The terrifying power of the beasts stirred up the tomb chamber, and the roars of the ferocious beasts were particularly harsh. Each one of them either opened its huge mouth or extended its sharp claws and attacked An Bulang!
"Interesting, it's actually a combined formation. The ground is used as a trapping formation, and the painting is used as a killing formation. The two formations blend together and complement each other, just like one body..." An Bulang commented with a smile while carrying gravity, avoiding the attack of the ferocious beast,
"It seems that the owner of this cemetery has good formation skills. No wonder he can build a separate gate as the formation gate..."
All one thousand eyes of the Thousand-Eyed Round Body Monster of the Rotten Corpse suddenly shot out. As the blood mist sprayed, the round eyeballs were connected with a line of highly poisonous meat, and it wound towards An Bulang like a poisonous snake.
An Bulang was so frightened by this exaggerated and disgusting scene that he opened his eyes.
The magical power of glass eyes burns the sky!
The golden flame burned the void, burning all the eyeballs that struck into ashes, and the flames also spread along the flesh line of the eyeballs to the body of the carrion Thousand Eyes Round Body Monster.
"Ouch..." The round monster was burned by the strange flames, screamed and struggled, and soon turned into a line of ink and dissipated.
"The most fearful thing about painting formations is flames. The level of my Glazed Yang Fire is not low, and it can break through this painting formation perfectly!" An Bulang's eyes were as dazzling as the sun, and he continued to sweep towards the other ferocious beasts, in the blink of an eye.
, all the ferocious beasts were burned by the flames.
Each and every ferocious beast screamed and was burned into liquid.
On the wall, there were still many ferocious beasts that wanted to pop out, but after taking a look at the fire in the tomb, they retreated silently.
An Bulang also wanted to draw the glazed Yanghuo onto the wall.
As a result, the voice seemed to be anxious.
"stop!"
The space inside the tomb was shrouded in a terrifying force.
That power was like an invisible wind, instantly sweeping away the glazed sun fire that could burn even the air.
An Bulang's body was actually suppressed by that force at the next moment!
That power not only suppresses the body, but also suppresses the soul and consciousness.
The power of the soul?!
An Bulang was startled and tried to break free, but his body was acted upon by invisible forces, as if every inch of his skin had invisible hands controlling his body.
This kind of control over the soul is difficult for even the veteran Shenhai realm to achieve!
An Bulang finally panicked, and immediately put away his glazed sun pupils, unleashed his perception to the maximum, and said loudly: "Okay, okay, I'll stop, I'll stop now!"
The statue in the center of the tomb still shines brightly.
The voice came from nowhere: "Worship me!"
An Bulang: "..."
Is this person crazy? Why is he so obsessed with kneeling down?
He's obviously a dead person, so what's the point of having this thing?!
etc!
An Bulang's heart suddenly trembled.
What if... the owner of the statue in front of me is not dead?
Once this thought occurs, it is difficult to suppress it.
If the owner of the statue is not dead, then people who enter the cemetery and kneel down to worship the owner of the statue will have countless effects...
For example, collect willing power.
Even more ruthlessly, once the owner of the statue kneels down and worships, it will be easier for the owner of the statue to enforce certain contracts, such as a slave contract, a sacrifice contract, or a refining contract...
Thinking of this, An Bulang's expression became solemn.
"Who is the senior?"
"Why are you pretending to be a ghost here?!"
An Bulang's words echoed in the tomb, but no one responded.
"Worship me!!" The majestic and solemn voice became a little stronger.
An Bulang: "..."
Suddenly, that terrifying power of the soul descended on An Bulang again.
An Bulang's body started to move on its own.
He wanted to resist that power, but the power was everywhere and extremely powerful. He wanted to resist, but he couldn't resist at all. Even if the other party wanted to let him stab himself with a knife, he couldn't do anything...
This is truly involuntary.
Become a fish to be slaughtered!
"Damn it..." An Bulang's Shenxuan acupoint opened at the same time. As his momentum surged, his whole body trembled violently. He was about to break away from the power of the soul, but the power of the soul suddenly surged again!
An Bulang's body was fixed again!
He felt desolate in his heart. He had no idea that such a strange thing could exist in such an ordinary tomb.
In this way, he was controlled by the power of the soul, and walked step by step in front of the white statue.
The statue is lifeless, An Bulang is sure of this. It is an item left here by the owner of the cemetery, who wants to pick it up and do something with it.
At some point, three burning incense sticks slowly emerged from the stone tablet.
"this……"
An Bulang was stunned for a moment.
Is this going from kneeling down to offering incense?
What kind of operation is this?
Do statues really like being offered incense?
However, if you are offering incense, it is moving closer to the direction of your willpower and merits. The more powerful the being with the better immortality is to offer incense to it, the stronger its willpower and merits will be. This is generally not the case**
Things that only the cultivators of ghosts and gods like to ask for.
Knowing the other party's purpose, An Bulang's fear was reduced a lot.
If you force him to worship like this, the aspiration and merit gained will actually be reduced a lot, but the statue obviously doesn't care about this and just wants him to worship!
An Bulang was controlled by the mysterious power of the soul, and slowly picked up the three incense sticks on the stone tablet. Another force came from his waist, forcing him to possess his body, and a force came from his head, making him bow his head!
The power is too strong and cannot be stopped.
Although he had been resisting, An Bulang could only slowly lower his body. When his body was halfway down, a force from somewhere began to fall on the statue...
The power seemed so powerful and pure that it made the statue tremble with excitement.
This is only half of the prayer, not even a prelude. The aspiration and merit it arouses are so strong and powerful. If we really continue to pray, what kind of earth-shattering blessings will it be?
"Ah...!" The statue groaned happily.
It was very majestic before, but this is the first time it has made such a sound.
An Bulang's body was still pressed down by a spiritual force.
But suddenly, there was a roaring and crackling sound from somewhere.
Great terror suddenly struck at this moment.
"Ahhhh...!" The statue's scream was so violent that it seemed to pierce the eardrum. It seemed to be suffering great pain. Its white jade-like surface suffered some kind of terrifying force, and countless shapes began to appear.
crack.
The mysterious soul power that enveloped An Bulang's body disappeared.
An Bulang was stunned for a moment, and seemed to realize something when he saw the miserable appearance of the statue.
Not everyone is qualified to accept his worship...
An Bulang, who had regained his freedom, looked at the severely damaged statue and did not want to escape.
He has a bold idea.
An Bulang smiled, clenched the three incense sticks that were emitting wisps of white smoke with both hands, continued to bend his body downward, and buried his head low...
Don’t you want to worship?
Then I will fulfill your wish!
"No...no...don't..." the statue screamed in horror.
When An Bulang heard this, he became even more excited and kept moving!
The great terror has come.
"boom!!!"
A violent sound.
The white statue exploded on the spot!!
An Bulang could even sense that there was a soul force that was directly beaten to ashes.
"This power..."
"Isn't it too silly?"
An Bulang looked at the white debris on the ground and was shocked.
He knew that he had a deep connection with the immortal, and ordinary ghosts could not stop him from worshiping him, but he did not expect that if he really worshiped him, the other party would be destroyed to the point of being wiped out...
An Bulang had a flash of inspiration.
If you encounter ghosts and gods that you can't deal with in the future, wouldn't it be enough to just worship them?
That's not right. If the other party is strong enough to withstand my bow, to what extent will the other party become stronger after the first bow?
"Boom boom boom boom!"
Five doors suddenly exploded, startling An Bulang and disrupting his thoughts.
"Zhou Cao, didn't this door slowly open, but explode?" An Bulang looked at the five doors in different passages in front of him. Looking at the broken door panels, the corners of his mouth twitched a few more times.
He suddenly focused his attention on the exploded statue again.
There were subtle power fluctuations there, which attracted his attention.
An Bulang walked forward, pushed aside a lot of gravel, and saw a dark red bead, quietly spinning in the center of the gravel.
An Bulang picked up the bead and found it to be extremely cold. At first glance, it seemed nothing special. But when he felt it carefully, he found that it contained extremely rich merit and aspiration!
I don’t know how many prayers of living beings were collected before they were gathered into such a bead.
"This is a treasure I found..." An Bulang was excited.
He could clearly see the words written on the gate. It was clear that there were many treasures in the cemetery. If you have the ability, just go and get them!
An Bulang put the beads into the ring, looked at the five passages whose doors had been blown up, and showed a kind smile.