Originally, if you want to gain faith, you need to perform sacrifices, but Ling Tian's existence obviously cannot be known.
Di Xin was a peerless emperor, and Zhang Kui was also a genius. How could they not know that 99% of the current human race did not know the existence of Ling Tian? This must have the meaning of those powerful people in ancient times.
Then, if those powerful people knew that Ling Tian appeared again, they would probably come to kill him as soon as possible.
And those powerful people may be afraid of Ling Tian, or even invincible, but they can definitely crush them easily.
Under this situation, it was naturally impossible for Di Xin and Zhang Kui to leak the fact that Ling Tian was found.
The next day, when the sun fell in the military camp, a brand new flag appeared in Di Xin's hand.
This is a flag embroidered with blood-colored stones.
Di Xin didn't know if Zhang Kui's suggestion was useful, and even Di Xin didn't know if Ling Tian could survive by relying on faith, but Di Xin knew that this was the only way he could survive without being exposed.
things to do.
If this doesn't work, then he has no choice but to take a risk and try to make the humans under his control believe in Ling Tian even if he is exposed.
"The human race was born to enable the human race to hold its head high and walk in the sunshine. But now, the human race is divided. What changes have occurred here, I don't know, but I know that this world is very dangerous.
Monsters, monsters, and even wild beasts can easily take away human lives. Humans want..."
In the military camp, Emperor Xin spoke loudly in front of the extremely neatly arranged army.
As an emperor, an emperor with a city that no mortal could imagine, Di Xin did not directly take out the flag marked by the blood-colored stone.
Di Xin can be sure that as an emperor, there will be gods who occasionally pay attention to him. If he raises such a flag for no reason, then those gods will definitely be suspicious.
"My king, my greatest goal in this life is to unify the human race and recreate the ancient prosperous age. To this end, I am willing to sacrifice my life and shed my blood... Today, I set up this blood flag. From now on, this flag will be our Great Shang Army."
faith..."
Di Xin's words continued, and without leaving a trace of the bloody flag, it pulled the hearts of all the soldiers in the entire Dashan army, leading them to start believing in this flag.
And I have to say that Di Xin is worthy of being the emperor he fought for.
In the past twenty years or so, Di Xin has experienced countless wars.
Although Zhang Kui is nominally the commander of the Great Shang soldiers here, Di Xin is actually the only one in the entire Great Shang who does not need any military symbols and can command all the armies with just one face.
Following Di Xin's words, every soldier of the Great Shang army in the military camp began to look at the bloody flag that Di Xin had just raised with fanatical eyes.
In the blink of an eye, this flag, which was completely made of blood-colored stones transformed by Ling Tian, became the faith of more than 100,000 warriors of Dashang's army.
At this time, in a secret place in the military camp, the blood-colored stone that Ling Tian had transformed into suddenly trembled.
Immediately, a faint trace of spiritual power began to disperse.
This trace of spiritual power is extremely powerful and tenacious, but it is extremely hidden. At this time, not to mention Di Xin and the ordinary soldiers of the merchant army, even Da Luo would not be able to sense it at all.
For countless years, the blood-colored boulder transformed by Ling Tian has been producing various minerals on the shores of the East China Sea, but Ling Tian's mental power seems to have undergone strange changes.
In the dark world, Ling Tian's mind suddenly woke up from the darkness.
His mental power swept away.
Soon, Ling Tian had noticed his current situation, a blood-colored stone. However, after noticing his situation, Ling Tian didn't have any extra thoughts.
He could feel that his body was not completely dead, and that he did not only have his mental energy attached to the strange stone.
At this moment, Ling Tian could feel that the blood-colored stone was like a huge placenta, and his body was gestated in it.
This was an extremely weird feeling, but what was even weirder was that Ling Tian actually felt the breath of the world from the boulder surrounding him.
This blood-colored boulder gave Ling Tian the feeling that it was not an ordinary stone, but a world, just like the ancient world outside, the Xiaoao, Tang Dynasty, Three Kingdoms and other worlds he had experienced.
Only, the world of this boulder still feels extremely small, like a child that has not yet been born.
So, this is the prototype of a world?...
No, no, this is not the prototype of the world, this is...another prehistoric...
At this time, I am just like Pangu back then...
Ling Tian suddenly realized that this bloody boulder was clearly like the huge egg that gave birth to Pangu, and he was just like the original Pangu. However, the energy contained in this bloody boulder was far less than that of the egg that gave birth to Pangu.
powerful.
No, there is no comparison at all.
All that this boulder has is just some properties of the egg that gave birth to Pangu.
Soon, Ling Tian had figured out his situation at this time. However, Ling Tian was not disappointed. Instead, he was extremely surprised.
No matter how inferior this bloody boulder is to the egg that gave birth to Pangu, they are essentially the same thing. Therefore, the various mysteries contained in this bloody boulder are unparalleled in the world.
Not to mention ordinary gods and Buddhas, even Taoist Hongjun would definitely have some feeling for this bloody boulder.
It's a pity that the boulder is the beginning of the world after all, so even Taoist Hongjun will never be able to sense this boulder.
However, it is useless to feel it. Over the past countless years, this huge stone has long been integrated with Ling Tian, and the characteristics contained in the huge stone have long since become a part of Ling Tian.
His mind moved slightly, and suddenly, strange power began to flow in again and again.
Ling Tian's eyes suddenly lit up at the familiar power. This was faith, the power of system transformation. Could it be that it hadn't been long since he became like this?
Ling Tian thought expectantly, and his mental power immediately dispersed.
Scenes began to appear in Ling Tian's 'sight', including soldiers in frail bodies but wearing armor, continuous military camps...
This is by no means a prehistoric time...
Ling Tian felt helpless in his heart. After all, he missed the prime time, the best time to bring the human race to the position of overlord of the world.
With his spiritual power dissipated, Ling Tian approached the tent that looked most like the commander's camp in the military camp. Ling Tian wanted to see who helped him gain faith. He also wanted to know when exactly this happened.
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Although he could see the flags of this army, forgive Ling Tian's lack of knowledge, but he didn't recognize any of the characters on those flags.
Finally, the spiritual power approached the coach's camp, and suddenly, a strange feeling suddenly appeared from Ling Tian's spiritual world.
There is something strange in this camp, as if there is something thorny lurking there.
By this time, it was already late at night.
In the center of the military camp, in the commander's tent, Di Xin had already fallen into a deep sleep, and at this moment, a figure appeared in front of Di Xin out of thin air.
This was a man dressed as a Taoist. He was standing in front of Di Xin, and suddenly his hands made fingerprints of Western religion.
"The forbidden spirit of three lives returns to the womb and reverses its origin..."
A low voice came out of the Taoist's mouth, and while he was chanting quickly, the Taoist kept pinching his fingerprints, and looked at Di Xin lying there with a cold look in his eyes.
Just as the Taoist was about to press his last fingerprint onto Di Xin's forehead, suddenly, a terrifying aura suddenly appeared behind the Taoist.
The sudden terror made the Taoist tremble, and he no longer bothered to touch Di Xin's forehead, and quickly jumped to the side.
In the dark tent, a slightly transparent figure stood directly where the Taoist originally stood.
"Who asked you to come..."
A low voice came out of the transparent figure's mouth.
In the handsome tent, the Taoist who had just jumped out had already stood up and looked at the transparent figure coldly. A trace of shame and anger flashed across the Taoist's face. The momentum of the transparent figure was certainly terrifying, which undoubtedly meant that the transparent figure was absolutely powerful.
It is an extremely terrifying power.
However, no matter how powerful it is, if it is just a phantom, it cannot be truly invincible.
But this Taoist is a powerful person who is inferior to Chan Jiao and more powerful than the Twelve Golden Immortals. Such a being was actually frightened by someone else's shadow just now. This is simply a shame.
"snort……"
With a muffled groan, the Taoist stood up, a cold glow gathering between his fingers.
The Taoist is called Ran Deng Taoist outside, and he himself is also the first lamp lit on the coffin lid in the world during the prehistoric period. It belongs to the innate spirit. At this time, the cold light on his hand is his
transformed into ontology.
Even in the prehistoric era, this cold light was definitely enough to kill most of the top powers.
After the Great Desolation, as a being under the leadership of Chan Jiao, Ran Deng had not used the flame of his body to fight for a long time. Now that he used it, it was obvious that he was extremely angry.
"Innate Yin Fire... you are a Taoist monk named Ran Deng..."
The cold light had just condensed, but the phantom in the handsome tent had already spoken in a cold voice. As he spoke, the extremely terrifying power spread violently. In an instant, the scene in the handsome tent disappeared, and the phantom and the burning lamp were at the same time.
It landed on the large playground of the military camp.
At the same time, thousands of Dashang warriors who were still sleepy formed a formation, surrounding Ran Deng and the phantom.
"What's going on..."
Slight surprise appeared, and these Dashang warriors who were standing in formation looked at the two figures in the middle of their encirclement with confusion.
"Concentrate..."
However, immediately, Zhang Kui's voice sounded loudly.
At the same time, Di Xin walked out of the handsome tent.
When the burning lantern and the shadow appeared, Di Xin did not react at all. Even when the shadow moved the burning lantern directly to the playground, Di Xin did not react. However, three thousand merchant warriors lined up and subconsciously expressed surprise.
The sound made Di Xin react immediately, and he left the commander's tent and arrived at the playground in an instant.
"What kind of power is this..."
At this time, Ran Deng could no longer care about Di Xin. Looking at the surrounding scene, cold sweat fell from Ran Deng's forehead.
Gods are omnipotent in the eyes of mortals, but Ran Deng knows that he cannot do what this shadow just did.
In the blink of an eye, he moved with him, and then moved thousands of merchant soldiers out and arranged them into formations. This series of operations was not only about powerful strength, but also about the subtle control of power.
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"What exactly do you want to do here tonight..."
The phantom ignored Ran Deng and continued to ask in a cold voice.
While speaking, traces of spiritual power spread out, and the thoughts of thousands of merchant warriors around them suddenly felt a tug, and then, the formations that had been listed suddenly became more rigorous.
Immediately afterwards, invisible power began to rise along with these warriors in formation. In just the blink of an eye, the entire military camp was completely isolated from the world.
This formation actually became a space of its own.
"The ancient human race battle formation...how is it possible? You, what is your relationship with the human race supreme..."
The appearance of this formation finally made Ran Deng exclaim. As a great power inherited from ancient times, Ran Deng naturally knew this ancient formation.
In the ancient times, when the Three Purities and the Six Saints were still wary of the two Lich tribes, the human race relied on formations to defeat the two Lich races, and they actually sat in a separate court to fight and were on equal terms, although later because of the Human Race Supreme
After the fall, the formation method gradually declined without the puller. However, all the gods and demons who came from that period have recognized that the most powerful force in ancient times included human formations.
And this formation also has a representative name that only belongs to the human race, the ancient human battle formation.
After countless years, seeing this human battle formation again, Ran Deng felt nothing but endless chill in his heart.
You must know that when the Lich and Lich tribes dominated the world, they were truly hegemonic. As an existence that could stand side by side with the Lich and Lich tribes at that time, it was also enough to deter all the powerful powers in the prehistoric times. Although Ran Deng was also powerful, it was not as powerful as the Lich clan.
The Six Saints, even Emperor Jun and others were definitely not on the same level, so when he suddenly saw this ancient human race war, Ran Deng turned pale in horror.
"Are you afraid... Why are you afraid? In ancient times, I have never done anything that makes people fearful. Unless you have some bad thoughts towards the human race..."
The shadow gradually became clearer, and slowly, Ling Tian's figure appeared in front of the burning lamp.
The night was extremely dark, and the moonlight was not bright in this land of Dongyi. However, when Ling Tian's figure took shape, everyone on the playground could clearly see Ling Tian's presence.
"Yuan, Yuan Shen manifests...kills the corpse and becomes a saint...No, no, this is not Yuan Shen, this is the Tao embryo condensed by pure spiritual power..."
Ran Deng looked at Ling Tian who was gradually taking shape with a look of fear in his eyes. There were thousands of people present, and only he could know how terrifying Ling Tian's appearance was at this moment.
