Juggernaut should have meat costumes

Therefore, it is not a loss to activate the godhead Huang Xing this time.

However, although he personally gained a lot, from the perspective of other people, seeing the two young men lying on the ground, Huang Xing also sighed a little.

He is not an old monster who has lived for a long time. The clansmen believe in Lu Chen, and Huang Chen is also trying to protect his clansman with all his heart.

Because of his sincerity, when his clansman died in front of him, he inevitably became depressed.

But this time, Huang Xing really can't be blamed, even if he is a righteous god, he can't give believers too much power beyond himself.

Many churches of the gods have the ability to invite angels to descend from the gods, but even with such a powerful skill, the strong in the upper world are willing to possess, but few people take the initiative to do so.

It is because the consumption of doing so is too great, and it is difficult for a mortal body to bear the power of an angel.

Although Dazheng didn't ask an angel to go up, he also used power beyond himself.

However, if he is not given power, he will also die, which is an unsolvable problem.

Looking at Dazheng's body, Huang Xing shook his head, and a thought came to his mind:

"After he returns to the village, see if he has any family members. If so, give him more compensation."

Of course some finances are not as important as human life, but this is the only thing Huang Xing can do.

Thinking of this, Huang Xing was ready to look away and wait for the divine power to dissipate completely.

But just when he was about to turn his head, something strange made his movements suddenly stop.

"Wait, what's that, two Taisho?"

A slightly surprised tone came from Huang Xing's mouth, but soon, Huang Xing understood everything.

"It's not two Dazhengs. His body died, but his soul is still there."

People in this world have souls, and even the strong can survive only by their souls. When they were in Manniu Village, Ji Hongdie once told Huang Xing when he wanted to buy a tree heart.

And now, although Dazheng died, the giant bear obviously does not have the ability to harm the soul, so Dazheng's soul is still there.

However, the souls of the strong can maintain their own will, and the weak are not so lucky. Most of their memories are stored in the brain and body. When the body dies, their weak souls only store a little bit of information.

And the lack of information also made many wandering souls look like dementia.

In an ordinary world, if it is not directly irradiated by the sun, ordinary wandering souls can exist for about seven days.

But this world is obviously not friendly to wandering souls. As soon as Dazheng and his younger brother's souls left their bodies and appeared in mid-air, countless gray-black air currents in the air rushed towards its body.

It is the evil spirit that remains in reality. In the wilderness, even ordinary people cannot rest in peace after death. His soul will be infected by the evil spirit and become evil, and then transform from a wandering soul into a ghostly ghost, becoming the evil minion.

Fortunately, this place is not considered a wild place, without Huang Xing's action, Dazheng and his younger brother's wandering souls seemed to sense something, and the dazed souls floated towards the totem pole not too far away from here.

Such a scene made Huang Xing think of something.

"In the totem pole, the souls of the ancestors reside, and they protect the tribe."

In Manniu Village, Huang Xing had heard similar words, but now it seems that such words are not empty talk.

Totem poles can indeed nourish the souls of barbarians. Of course, don't you think that barbarians are so elegant that they enshrine the souls of their ancestors forever?

No, this is what Yunzhou people do.

For the warlike barbarians, they fought in life and after death. In the totem pole of the royal court, millions of immortal souls did not come in vain.

"All the totem poles are connected with the totem poles of the royal court. The wandering souls here may follow the unknown connection to enter the soul space of the totem poles of the royal court, and then fight and fight there to become immortal souls. "

Thinking like this, Huang Xing's divine power was almost exhausted, and his body was almost unable to hold on.

But even so, Huang Xing still didn't withdraw his divine power. Instead, he gritted his teeth and drove another divine power into the godhead.

Huang Xing, who wasted his divine power again, was of course not to watch the soul of this clansman enter the totem pole.

Although he was sad and apologetic about his death, he also felt a little dissatisfied with his lack of strength.

But Huang Xing is more pragmatic, he will not indulge in the sorrow of the past, and the people in front of him are not that familiar with him.

The reason why Huang Xing tried his best to spend his divine power to stay was because he felt that the soul body had an inexplicable connection with him.

In this way, under Huang Xing's gaze and blessing, Dazheng's ghost quickly passed through the trees, rocks, and walls, and returned to the totem pole.

After reaching the totem pole, Dazheng's soul was not immediately transmitted to the royal court.

"It wasn't teleported immediately. It's the connection between Wang Ting and the totem poles in various places. Isn't it always on?"

According to Huang Xing's thinking, it should be that Wang Ting cannot support the constant contact between the totem poles, which requires too many resources.

Taisho’s soul lives in the totem pole for a while, and it is likely to be a period of time: “It should be the end of the year celebration, when a huge fire party will be held. This is a moment for the clansmen to reflect on the past year and look forward to the future. The boys are also united at this night, this is the most emotional moment for the tribe, the totem pole needs the good mood of the tribe, and it is easier to pass the soul to the royal court at this moment."

"No wonder there is a sacrificial dance during the celebration. It turns out that the ancestors are about to leave and sacrifice to them."

The speed of thinking made Huang Xing think a lot, what he thought just now was just a momentary thing, but while thinking about things, Huang Xing also felt the connection between Dazheng's soul and himself.

No, it's not so much the connection with Huang Xing, but rather the connection with an object between Huang Xing's chest and abdomen.

And on Huang Xing's chest and abdomen, there is a famous treasure - Avalon.

Chapter 351 The Prototype of the Kingdom of God

Avalon, Huang Xing felt that he could rely on the thread of faith to drive Taisho's soul into Avalon.

Huang Xing thought so, and he did the same.

With just a little thought, Dazheng's soul disappeared from the totem pole. He lowered his head and stared at himself, and Huang Xing was suddenly stunned.

At the same time that Dazheng's soul entered his body, Huang Xing's consciousness also entered Avalon through the same method.

Similar to the time of space teleportation, after a while of dizziness, Huang Xing felt that he had landed in a strange place.

But although this place is unfamiliar, Huang Xing feels at ease here.

This is the peace of mind that Wang Ting, Manniu Village, and the Chen Tribe cannot give. This world seems to be Huang Chen's forever home.

"This is indeed my home. I didn't expect that the small world of Avalon could be entered. No, Avalon is also known as the fantasy land of goblins, and goblins are good at witchcraft and fantasy. It's not a solid cave, but something similar to the spirit world, which can only be entered by consciousness and wandering souls, and entities cannot enter."

Thinking of this, Huang Xing looked around.

Looking around now, Huang Xing had to sigh, this place deserves to be called the land of goblins, it is indeed beautiful and extraordinary.

Countless green grasses and beautiful flowers bloom on the earth, and in the middle of the world, a quiet lake shines like a mirror. Just looking at this fresh and beautiful scene can make people forget their troubles and forget everything , I just want to sleep well here.

And even though he knew that this place was ideology, the fragrance of flowers still entered Huang Xing's nostrils, and he smelled the fragrance.