Douluo: Peerless Light

Chapter 722 The arrival of the true god, the temptation of divine magic and resurrection [6,000 words]

The true gods changed the rules of this planet and established the martial soul system.

From this point of view, to a certain extent, there seems to be nothing wrong with saying that martial arts are a gift from God.

In the forest, Dashan and other tribal warriors who were spectators were very proud of the young men of their tribe.

This awakening went surprisingly smoothly.

Except for one person who has died in the battle, most of the remaining twenty-odd teenagers have awakened martial spirits, and four of them have soul power.

This is a great event for this tribe.

In previous trials, it was a great joy for one person among more than twenty people to awaken his soul power, but more often than not, no one would awaken.

Now four of them appeared at once. How could this not make Dashan and the others happy?

This is the future of the tribe.

The more warriors with soul power are born, the stronger their tribes will become to prevent them from being invaded by ferocious beasts.

However, just when Dashan and the others were happy, the Nether Ghost Leopard, who had cultivated for 60,000 years, could no longer bear it.

As long as it can swallow the soul saint Dashan, its cultivation level can reach 70,000 years and become the overlord of this forest.

As the black shadow flashed, the Nether Ghost Leopard turned into a jet of black lightning and rushed straight into the direction of the mountain and several people.

At the same time, dozens of descendants of Netherworld Ghost Leopard who had cultivated for ten years or a hundred years also rushed out.

Led by one ten-thousand-year-old ghost leopard and four thousand-year-old ghost leopards, they headed straight for the aboriginal teenagers who had just awakened their martial spirits and were still in excitement.

"No! Gather to meet the enemy!"

Seeing the group of ghost leopards appear, Dashan couldn't help but change his color.

Facing this kind of soul beast known for its speed, they had no chance of escaping.

If you turn around and run, you will die faster.

As the seventh ring of ten thousand years was lit up, Dashan's body instantly expanded and turned into a giant bear that was seven or eight meters tall.

The appearance of his martial soul's true form is rather strange, with surprisingly long claws, unlike an ordinary bear species.

More than twenty kilometers away, Qian Chaoguang, who had been observing the battlefield with his spiritual consciousness, immediately recognized him.

This mountain is truly blessed by nature, and the awakened martial spirit is actually a weakened version of the dark gold Terrorclaw Bear - the Terrorclaw Bear.

Even if it is a weakened version, it is absolutely the top level martial spirit.

No wonder he was able to cultivate to the Soul Saint level with such a poor soul ring configuration.

If this person is carefully cultivated in Shrek Academy or Noumenon Sect at the beginning of his awakening, he will definitely be the seedling of a Super Douluo in the future.

"Roar!"

With an angry roar, Dashan, who had already displayed his martial spirit true form, faced the ten-thousand-year-old ghost leopard alone.

Light flashed above the two soul rings, and the powerful dark golden claw blades tore through the air, grabbing at the opponent with a sharp explosion.

But the Nether Ghost Leopard's speed was so fast that it was almost a black shadow.

Dashan's powerful and heavy blow failed to hit the target at all, and was easily twisted by the opponent and dodged directly.

"boom!"

A muffled sound exploded on Dashan's arms, which he barely crossed in defense.

The golden hair was scattered in all directions, and there was faint blood snaking down from the hair.

A soul beast that has been cultivated for nearly 70,000 years, this may be nothing to a Dreadclaw Bear soul master with the best soul ring ratio, and it can even be easily won.

But for Dashan, whose soul ring ratio was extremely poor and did not have a systematic skill set, this was a deadly opponent.

The gap in hard power made him extremely desperate.

It obviously has super high attack power, but it can't hit the opponent.

With its powerful speed, the Netherworld Ghost Leopard had the mountain in its palm, forcing him to passively take the beating and rely on his rough skin and thick flesh to barely defend himself.

Dashan launched an attack frantically, lighting up a large number of soul rings on his body, trying his best to break the situation and go to rescue the people of his tribe.

Those are their relatives, their companions, and the future of the tribe.

But under the obstruction of this thousand-year-old ghost leopard, he had no ability to fight back.

Dashan could only watch as one living life after another was penetrated by the sharp teeth and blades of the Netherworld Ghost Leopard, and fell helplessly in a pool of blood before his eyes.

"No!"

Dashan roared in pain, and his eyes had completely turned blood red.

"O God! The mountain begs you to save my people! If you are willing to save them, I am willing to give my life and soul!"

"Oh? Really? Are you willing to use your soul and life in exchange?"

Just when Dashan was in despair, a somewhat ethereal voice appeared in his ears.

This was not anyone he was familiar with, nor was it a normal voice. It seemed to be acting directly on his spiritual sea.

This is God’s response! ?

Has God responded to me?

Is this really the voice of God?

Isn’t it true that only the high priest can hear God’s vague revelations and oracles?

How

Although Dashan had some doubts in his heart at this time, he could no longer care about these, and he couldn't even care about the ghost leopard attacking again in front of him.

He immediately knelt on the spot, his head touching the ground, and shouted sternly: "I am willing, I am willing to do anything! No matter which god you are, please save my people!"

No matter it’s gods, devils, or anyone else, please save my people!

Dashan thought so.

The next moment, a green sword light came.

The Nether Ghost Leopard, which had been cultivated for nearly 70,000 years, did not even have a chance to dodge. He was immediately killed on the spot with a knife and turned into a dark and thick soul ring.

Dashan couldn't help but look up. Floating in front of him was a tall figure exuding a sacred aura and a bright aura.

This figure was wearing dark green armor and holding a long-handled sword with a green true dragon coiled around it.

The cyan wings flapped behind him, and a heart-warming power was continuously released, gathering into a ring of holy light in the air.

Who is it if it’s not A Fan?

Among the entire team, apart from the Holy Ancestor and Qian Chaoguang, he was the only one with the fastest speed.

Therefore, he was sent first.

The rest returned directly to the demiplane, preparing for an explosive appearance.

Afan's eyes were indifferent and his tone was sharp: "You're just a beast, why should you be afraid?"

Having said that, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword struck the ground hard, and the power of the holy light mixed with the wind element suddenly surged.

A series of holy light wind blades shot out from the blade of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and a scarlet storm blew up in the battlefield in an instant.

The ghost leopards had no time to dodge, and their heads were cut off by the holy light blade, and their entire bodies were burned into nothingness inch by inch by the holy flames.

In just one second from the time A Fan appeared on the scene, all these ghost leopards, which were enough to bring disaster to the natives, died.

Although A Fan, who is at the peak of the high level, does not have Long Yi's terrifying combat power that directly rises to the god level, he is still firmly at the peak of Ultimate Douluo.

What is the concept of Ultimate Douluo Peak?

Then it can only be described in two words - Ditian.

Not to mention the No. 1 New Continent, he can be called invincible even on the Douluo Continent.

If it weren't for the better and more shocking visual effects, Afan wouldn't need physical attacks at all. He could just sweep around with his soul and crush all these ghost leopards to death.

After learning that Afan had condensed the soul heart, Electrolux was still sighing with emotion, but unfortunately his Tower of Eternity and the Twelve Holy Guards were no longer there.

Otherwise, this will be a huge boost.

Those twelve people are each more powerful than the other, and they will definitely be stronger after cultivating the soul system than before.

Especially the two top skeleton mages working as security guards on the penultimate floor.

After sleeping for six thousand and five hundred years, Long Yi could guess how rich their efforts were.

The strong human beings of the Holy Demon Continent in ancient times were well-deserved invincible at the same level. All other races would kneel down and sing the praises of conquest.

It's a pity that there is no such thing.

With the Twelve Holy Guards and the Tower of Eternity here, why would Qian Chaoguang put in so much effort and even go around the hell gate?

Just clear the Tower of Eternity once alone and you can practice to the god level at the speed of light, and then you can start a war with the gods if you work harder.

If there really was this top-level super artifact that integrated attack, defense, suppression, cave, inheritance, and cultivation, there would probably be a chance that the grass on Tang San's grave would be two feet high by now.

In the forest, A Fan was surrounded by sacred light and stood there holding a knife.

He just looked at the mess in front of him quietly, the blue soul fire in his eyes beating, vaguely exuding powerful pressure.

The small half of the surviving natives were stunned for a few seconds, and then they all squatted on the ground, muttering something in gratitude to the gods for their salvation.

With two wings on his back and his whole body shrouded in the power of light, he makes people want to worship him at the first glance.

For the people living on this continent, this is the characteristic of the gods passed down orally among the tribes.

In the simple understanding of these indigenous people, gods must have wings, have a warm light on their bodies, and possess incredible power.

Although the strong wind element power in A Fan puzzled several natives who had awakened their martial spirits, this did not prevent them from thinking that A Fan was a god descending to earth.

This is basically not much different from the image of the gods worshiped by their tribe.

What is it if it’s not a god?

"Lord God, thank you for saving my people. I will offer my soul and life now."

After seeing that this god really eliminated these ghost leopards and saved his own people, Dashan immediately lowered his posture and his eyes became extremely pious.

Now he firmly believes that the person in front of him must be the legendary god, the god worshiped by the tribe day and night.

At the same time, there was fanaticism in his eyes. He pulled out a dagger polished from animal bones from his waist and pierced his heart.

"Snapped."

"I don't need your soul and your life, it's of no use to the true God."

With A Fan's thought, a small ball of wind element immediately bounced the dagger in his hand away, sinking it into the tree trunk behind.

"I'm not a god, I don't have that qualification yet, I'm just a true messenger of the gods and one of the most devout believers."

As he said this, he murmured a prayer and waved his hand to release a circle of holy light.

This is a relatively common healing magic - group recovery.

The power of the group recovery technique was scattered on the surviving natives. The powerful force immediately reconnected the broken bones and the cracked wounds healed quickly.

Even an indigenous boy with a hideous wound on his abdomen and his intestines flowing all over the floor miraculously recovered, and his body was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A group of natives looked at A Fan with increasingly fanatical eyes, but they did not dare to speak out and call God any more, they just kowtowed and thanked him.

Dashan's eyes were equally fanatical, but there was a trace of fear: "Master God Envoy, Master God does not care about my soul and life, but I am not brave and pious enough?"

A Fan looked at him strangely: "What do I want with your soul and life? Only evil gods need to sacrifice their souls and lives. My Lord only needs the believers to give their pious faith."

"The piety you have just now moved my Lord who is traveling, so even if you don't believe in Him, He has sent me down to earth to save your lives. My Lord is in charge of the power of light and immortality, and also controls life and soul. authority.”

"For our Lord, the thing that makes him most happy and gratified is that his believers can live healthy and happy lives. How can he deprive you of your lives and souls?"

Hearing what he said, the dozen or so surviving natives immediately looked at each other, and many reacted greatly.

Especially Dashan and several older natives, the enthusiasm on their faces immediately dissipated, revealing looks of horror and fear.

In their oral tribal beliefs, warriors who are brave enough and pious enough will be inspired by God at a certain point in time.

That is: dying in a fight with a spirit beast.

After this, the souls of the dead warriors will go to the kingdom of gods and enjoy eternal bliss.

Therefore, dying in a fight with a soul beast is not something worth fearing for them, but is instead a supreme honor.

It's a bit similar to the Nordic pantheon in the Blue Star mythology. After a warrior dies in battle, he can enter the Hall of Valor to drink wine, open the impart and so on.

However, when the divine envoy Afan personally told these natives that the true god did not need souls, but needed them to live well.

Suddenly, the faith in the hearts of these natives collapsed, and they all cried out in despair.

According to the description of the "god envoy", isn't this the evil god that their clan worships day and night?

How can they accept this?

Looking at their frightened and desperate expressions, Afan's tense and indifferent face concealed a restless heart.

It's so simple. The hearts of these aboriginal fellow villagers are so simple.

Believe whatever you say, it is simply fertile ground for spreading faith.

If this were someone with a slightly higher level of civilization, and I identified the belief in the other person's heart as an evil god, it would be strange that the other party was not in a hurry.

How can it be like this now, without saying the words they had prepared before, they collapsed first.

In the end, Dashan, who was the leader of the team, was the first to react.

He fell to the ground again and kowtowed devoutly: "I beg the divine envoy to forgive me. Our tribe has been bewitched by the evil god. Now, with your grace, we have found the right path. Can you please ask the divine envoy to pass down the name of the god? We would like to give it a try." The entire tribe makes offerings to the god."

Although compared to those soul saints on Douluo Continent, Dashan didn't know much, and his views and understanding of many things were still in the primitive stage of ignorance.

But he's not stupid.

A fool with outstanding talent cannot achieve this level of cultivation without a perfect cultivation system.

On one side is a god that his tribe has worshiped for many years, but has never really helped him.

On the one hand, there is a god that he does not believe in, but he was grateful for his sincerity when passing by and sent people down to save them.

Dashan decisively chose the latter.

The kind of power that can soothe people's hearts, and can even kill the dead, flesh and bones, is enough to make Dashan give all his piety.

If it hadn't been for the gods descending to earth, I and the others would all have died here today.

Except for the ten warriors who came out together today, the rest are the future of the tribe!

If all were lost here, the entire tribe would be wiped out!

With Dashan taking the lead, the remaining surviving natives no longer feared, but followed Dashan and knelt down together, wanting to worship the true god.

"If you have a pious heart, you will naturally know my Lord's name." A Fan nodded with satisfaction.

He took out a small wooden sculpture from the storage soul guide and handed it to Dashan.

This is just an ordinary little statue, the kind that the Eternal God Church distributes to its believers for free.

There is nothing particularly magical about it except that it has been blessed with the Purifying Light Technique, which ensures that its surface will always be spotless.

"My Lord's name is - the God of Light and Immortality. As long as you pray sincerely, you will be able to gain my Lord's attention." A Fan said, "I will teach you a prayer - May the God of Light and Immortality exist forever and always be there." Protect my body."

Dashan very cautiously took the palm-sized statue in his hands and raised it high above his head.

He didn't understand the meaning of many of the words A Fan said, but he was very obedient and immediately called on the rest of the tribe to join in pious chanting.

"May the God of Light and Immortality exist forever and bless me!"

"May the God of Light and Immortality exist forever and bless me!"

"May the God of Light and Immortality exist forever and bless me!"

The next moment, Dashan felt that the statue held high in his hands was glowing and hot, as if he was holding a torch.

He subconsciously raised his head and looked in the direction of the statue.

Suddenly, he felt that he saw a majestic god looking at him.

The other party's face is extremely young and handsome, with a faint sense of sanctity and inviolability, giving people a very reassuring feeling.

Just when Dashan was shocked.

He suddenly had an illusion.

This god named the God of Light and Immortality smiled slightly at him.

At this moment, Dashan felt as if his soul had been washed. His whole body became much clearer, and he even had some strange knowledge in his mind.

Dashan subconsciously acted according to the new knowledge that appeared in his mind. It seemed to be a way of operating unknown power.

"Buzz!"

With a slight sound, Dashan looked at his hands in surprise.

A circle of warm holy light power was being released through his palm, constantly consuming every trace of his soul power.

"This! This! This! This!"

At this moment, Dashan was so excited that he was speechless.

The other natives also looked straight at him for a moment and cast incredulous glances at him.

Isn't this the power of the legendary gods?

It's exactly the same as the one just released by the divine envoy in front of you!

A Fan casually put away the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "This is the Holy Light. You have just successfully released an apprentice-level magic - Illumination. It can dispel the cold in the dark night and is effective against evil forces." A faint hint of restraint.”

"Congratulations. It seems that you are very devout in your belief in our Lord, and your magical talent is also relatively good in affinity with the light element. Otherwise, you will not be able to master the power of divine magic without systematic learning."

"Divinity? Dare I ask, Lord Divine Envoy, what is magic?" Dashan asked cautiously.

"You don't have to be so formal. We are all believers of our Lord. We are a family." A Fan sat down and looked at them levelly. "Magical magic, as the name suggests, is a magic given to believers by God. In essence, it is borrowing from God. The power of authority.”

"The magic given by God to believers!" the natives immediately exclaimed.

A Fan nodded: "Yes, as long as you put in your devout faith, God will give you strength back. The stronger your faith, the greater the power of divine magic that can be released. If you practice to a high level, even if you are resurrected, Therefore, it is not difficult for people. So, is my lord fair?"

"This is simply amazing!"

"Uncle Dashan, you will become even more powerful in the future! Thank you to the God of Light and Immortality!"

"Will Uncle Dashan be able to defeat Grandpa the Leader after receiving the power given by God?"

"It shouldn't be possible, right? The leader's grandfather has absorbed the souls of nine beasts, and he is also Uncle Dashan's father."

"With the magic given by the God of Light and Immortality, do we no longer have to risk absorbing the souls of beasts in the future?"

"Yes, if we can use this kind of magic, we won't need to risk our lives to gain it in the future."

At this point, Dashan suddenly realized something, and his eyes looking at A Fan were filled with strong excitement and a little more hope.

"Master God Envoy, you just said that you could resurrect the dead. Is this true?"

A Fan smiled and nodded: "Of course it is true. My Lord controls the three powers of immortality, life, and soul. It is easy to do this. But I can't do it because I am not very proficient in divine arts."

"But I teach the Pope, who is also the God of Hope, one of my lord's followers. He can do this by using my lord's power to perform miraculous magic."

"It's just that there are requirements for resurrection. First of all, the deceased's body must remain generally intact. For example, the one over there whose upper body has been torn into pieces is not acceptable. After the soul is combined with the body, he still has to die."

[Don’t worry about the plot of the New World being too long. This is a very short plot. After a while, you will start to hang up and upgrade]