Blood sacrifice to millions of zombies, I will be a demon cultivator in the apocalypse

Chapter 478: There is the God of Zhongshan, who was born with a candle in his hand

Suddenly, Zheng Yi seemed to have discovered something. He raised his hand, and a ray of divine fire fell on the head of the huge Wheel-turning King.

In an instant, it was like a spark falling on the kerosene, and it burned violently with a 'boom' sound.

The burning flames surged directly in the space, turning the temple space into a shimmering light and shadow of dazzling red light.

The light and shadow distorted and spread continuously, covering the space. Only Zheng Yi's suspended position and the wheel-turning king were separated.

The spiritual flame condensed by the endless power of faith lights up from the lotus mark between the eyebrows of the statue of Chakravartin, penetrates above the eyes, and extends until the entire head is wrapped.

The fiercely burning divine fire caused chaos in the space, directly penetrated the barrier, and seemed to include all the heaven and earth within it.

Even in the huge and silent Temple of Six Paths of Reincarnation, the sound of constant burning spreads outward in the faint space.

The beating flames split into wisps of firelight, spread outwards, and quickly integrated into the space, dispersing the black mist surrounding them, causing the Temple of Six Paths of Reincarnation to flicker.

These burning divine fires come from the power of faith of many devout believers. The pure energy condensed in them envelopes the huge head of the Chakravartin King and keeps jumping.

Despite the huge momentum, the burning of the divine fire consumes a huge amount of power of faith provided by a large number of devout believers every moment.

Fortunately, in the past hundred years, many desert believers have joined the Kingdom of God, giving Zheng Yi a huge faith foundation. These losses are just a drop in the bucket.

"Worship...me...as...god?!"

Just when Zheng Yi seemed to be burning the Wheel King's head back and forth unconsciously, as if he was doing useless work, his eyes suddenly lit up.

There was a huge sound, resounding in his mind, like morning bells and evening drums, deafening and deafening.

"Have you really met a comrade?!"

There was something abnormal on Zheng Yi's face, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. The loud voice that shook the world sounded in his mind, but it couldn't shake his mind at all.

On the contrary, Zheng Yi simply opened the floodgates, not hesitating the loss of the huge power of faith and the power of incense. As more power of faith burned, the soul also merged into the statue of the Wheel-turning King.

This seems to have become a game of fighting between you and me, and the main battlefield of the struggle is this huge statue of Chakravartin.

As the burning divine fire was blessed by Zheng Yi's continuous incense power, he gradually took the initiative, and his spiritual thinking spread to deeper areas.

The whole process was not too fast. When the soul extended downwards, it encountered considerable resistance. The remaining power in the statue seemed to be resisting the invasion of Zheng Yi's soul.

The two were locked in a protracted tug-of-war.

"Got you!"

At this moment, the power of Zheng Yi's soul broke through a barrier and reached deep.

Suddenly, he discovered a cavity where, like a curled-up baby, there was some kind of terrible will breathing...

Suddenly, the calm aura of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Temple suddenly surged, and a terrifying aura erupted from the dead statue, rising straight up, even pushing up Zheng Yi's soul consciousness.

If Zheng Yi hadn't expected it and had the support of a steady stream of incense power, otherwise the sudden burst of power would have directly rushed into Zheng Yi's body along with his retreating soul.

"The material of this statue is special, and there is still a residual soul inside. Is this the God's method?!"

Zheng Yi has always had a certain advantage in terms of soul since he started practicing.

But the remnant soul in the statue of the Wheel King seems to be at a level higher than Zheng Yi's soul. The blow just now gave him an unimaginable impact.

boom!

Before Zheng Yi could react, the previously silent statue of Chakravartin suddenly erupted with a terrifying impact, rising from below like a river pouring upwards, directly breaking through the sacred fire burning above, like The surging storm and waves extinguished the spreading flames.

A terrifying residual soul power emerged from it, and in an instant, a huge shadow formed, almost covering the entire sky.

A ferocious face looked down at everything that happened, covering most of the void and almost filling the temple space.

A terrifying afterimage appeared in the sky, almost filling the top of the entire temple.

The destructive aura exploded instantly, and in Zheng Yi's shocked eyes, he saw the tall statues of gods in front of him, rapidly collapsing and collapsing like the sky was shattering.

The once grand and spectacular Temple of Six Paths of Reincarnation was unable to support itself under the impact of this terrifying force and completely collapsed.

Facing the appearance of this afterimage, the terrifying aura was directly suppressed, giving Zheng Yi extremely heavy pressure.

It also made him feel a little frightened. He could not imagine that after so many years, in the desolate and dilapidated Temple of Six Paths of Reincarnation, there was still a remnant soul hidden in the tall sculpture of the Wheel-turning King.

Ahh!

Suddenly, shrill screams echoed in the sky.

What surprised Zheng Yi was that the object of the scream turned out to be the afterimage attached to the statue of the Holy King of Chakravartin. The red eyes contained a kind of fear and uneasiness.

The feeling didn't seem to be a state of surging and galloping with divine power, but rather the feeling of falling into some kind of desperate situation and about to be swallowed up by the swamp.

This emotion is obviously not right!

Boom boom!

Under the collapsed statue of Chakravartin, a large dark hole was actually exposed. From the large hole, waves of deep roars were emitted. The terrifying roars filled every corner of the temple, and the terrifying aura continued to condense, giving people An unprecedented extreme pressure.

"No, this remnant soul is not the culprit. On the contrary, it is just a scapegoat. It was locked in this statue and used as an energy supply to suppress the horrible existence under the temple..."

"It seems that I am getting closer to the truth? Is this Temple of Six Paths of Reincarnation built here just to suppress the terrifying things under the temple?!"

Different thoughts poured out of Zheng Yi's mind in an instant. He felt that he had vaguely grasped some kind of spiritual light, but it was not very clear.

His eyes stared closely at the big black hole that was constantly breathing out the cold air. The flickering light outside could not dispel the darkness inside the hole.

It was as if in a deep and dark cave, the so-called light had no effect at all.

<divclass="contentadv">Hooraa!

As the deep roar gradually sounded toward the dark and lightless cave entrance, the crisp sound of the chain dragging gave people an unprecedented feeling of depression.

"What exactly is being suppressed?!"

The harsh friction sound echoed in the ears, and the sound of cold chains was like a storm, quickly spreading to every corner of the temple. The cold atmosphere continued to condense, as if the terrible monster suppressed by the temple was about to emerge from the cage again. generally.