Necropolis Immortal Chapter 833: Fu Shen
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Sacrifice spirit is the ancient name of god, but in Lu Yun's view, the current sacrifice spirit cannot be called a god. The sacrifice of spirits is incomplete and cannot be separated from the sacrifices of the human race, living and dying with the current human tribe.
But not for the gods. Incense and fire sacrifice can enhance the strength of the gods, but without the sacrifice, the gods can also survive.
Mountain ghosts are gods, and Aniu is a sacrifice to spirits. Similarly, the Weishui River **** in the clouds is also a sacrifice to spirits, not reaching the level of a god.
But both gods and sacrifices are related to one existence.
God.
……
The Weishui River God in the clouds is too powerful, many times stronger than Aniu, but Lu Yun clearly felt that he was afraid and fearful.
Even if the sacrifice that has been performed for a thousand years is interrupted, he dare not really show up to punish the Yan tribe. He can only lay down this thick cloud layer and slowly torment the Yan tribe's human race.
"What is he afraid of? Is he afraid of A Bao? But it doesn't make sense. According to the Shennong clan and Yan tribe sacrifices, if A Bao shoots at the Weishui River God, he will anger nature and bring disaster."
Lu Yun frowned slightly.
"God position!"
Suddenly, Lu Yun's heart moved, two streams of light flashed in his two eyes, and the spiritual power in his body was running wildly, and the calculation began on the body of the Weishui River God in the clouds.
"Abao can't move him because he has the Weishui God on his body, which is the Weishui River God recognized by heaven and earth! But the Weishui God is not his, but he swallowed the real Weishui River God’s position gained by God!"
"The Weishui River God swallowed by him is still gestating and has not really taken shape."
"That's it!"
Under the Shudao, everything about the Weishui River God in front of him is within Lu Yun's eye.
"Since that sacrificial spirit can swallow the **** of Weishui, why can't Abao or Aniu swallow that god?"
"Since this is the case..."
A smile flashed across Lu Yun's mouth, "Then I will seize your **** position!"
At this time, the eyes of the Weishui River God in the clouds are still staring at A Bao. Just as Lu Yun speculated, the Weishui River God’s position as the River God is not his. If other gods come, too The same can be taken away.
However, the gods of the Weishui River ruled the Weihe River Basin for thousands of years, and his subordinates also gathered a large group of demons and ghosts, as well as a few extremely powerful gods without a god.
The human tribes in the Weihe River Basin once united to fight against the Weishui River God. The final result was that several tribes stronger than the Yan tribe were exterminated, and the rest of the human tribes led by the Yan tribe had to give in.
Every year, the Weishui River God pays tribute to the virgin boys and girls, and the Weishui River God shelters the human tribes in the Weihe River Basin... In fact, the humans are raised as pigs.
Such situations are too common in the Great Wasteland.
If it weren’t for a holy land of the human race in the Great Wilderness, two powerful innate gods were sitting there, otherwise the current human race would have been raised in captivity and treated as blood food.
As for Jiang Ji, he was lucky. When he was very young, he saved an unweaned Pixiu and raised him. After he entered Qingqiu Mountain, he met Abao again, so that Ningcun can truly enjoy peace. .
Jiang Chu brought the people from Ning Village back to the tribe, not to seek shelter from the Yan tribe, but A Bao and Pai Xiu both had absolute power to help the Yan tribe.
But they never thought of resisting the Weishui River God...Thousands of years ago, the tribes that were ten times stronger than the current Yan tribe were slaughtered overnight.
……
Lu Yun's finger lightly clicked, and a faint ripple flashed across the void.
Boom——
Suddenly, a bright golden light soared into the sky. In an instant, the thick black clouds above the sky disappeared, and the dazzling sunlight once again enveloped the Yan tribe's land.
Lu Yun rose into the air.
"Abao, Aniu, you two stay here. If there is something in the Weishui that dared to rush out, you will beat them severely!"
Lu Yun roared wildly.
A Bao can’t do anything to the Weishui River God, because the Weishui River God has a **** position on his body, and he is protected by the Weishui Heaven and Earth, and A Bao is a **** born naturally from heaven and earth. The Weishui River God’s God position can be restrained Of the gods of the gods.
Even if Abao can defeat him, it will be a terrible victory. This is not worth the loss.
But the other monsters and gods in the Weishui River cannot pose a threat to A Bao.
Originally, Lu Yun didn't want A Bao to do it, for fear that other great magicians in the Great Wilderness would look at A Bao, but now, Lu Yun has changed his mind.
He wants to win the title of Weishui River God for A Bao!
"The humble human race, dare to attack me?!"
The Weishui River God saw that A Bao did not move. Only one Lu Yun rushed up. He couldn't help being furious. He seemed to be greatly insulted. When his dragon body shook, he protruded a giant claw. Lu Yun crushed.
Boom——
The second golden light burst out from the ground and hit the Weishui River God directly. The Weishui River God screamed and his huge dragon claw was directly crushed.
"What is this?!"
The **** of Weishuihe screamed, and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.
At this time, he was shocked to discover that in the ground under his feet, on the banks of the Weishui River, a weird figure appeared. This weird figure exudes an inviolable majesty. The **** of the Weishui River almost Can't help but descend from the cloud head, crawling under that strange figure.
What made him even more shocked was that he discovered that the Weishui **** in his body at this moment had lost contact with Weishui!
"Ant!!!"
The kind of Weishui River God flashed a heavy resentment, his eyes fixed on Lu Yun, all of this was done by this human youth who had just set foot on the Golden Core Avenue, if he was killed ...Then all this is over.
Just--
The light radiating from the pale golden pattern also prevented the powerful gods in the Weishui from showing up. As for the monsters in the Weishui, they were shocked by Abao.
"An ant? Then let me, an ant, kill you by yourself!"
Lu Yun roared, and squeezed the sword tactics on his hands. In an instant, the vitality of the heavens and the earth condensed in the void, turning into a terrifying sword formation, covering the Weishui River God in it, and the void forming an array!
In this terrifying sword formation, there is also a dark golden figure...the original pilgrimage pattern of God Emperor Daluo.
This is the **** pattern of the **** emperor. Whether it is a **** or a god, you must worship the original pilgrimage pattern and be restrained by the original pilgrimage pattern... This is also the final trump card for Lu Yun to dare to challenge the Weishui River God!
What's more, the Weishui River God is only a sacrifice to the spirit, and it is still half a step before he can become a true god.
"Give me down!!"
Lu Yun roared, the sword formation, accompanied by the power of the original pilgrimage pattern, pressed fiercely on the body of the Weishui River God, blasting his huge body directly to the ground. Then, the primitive pilgrimage pattern on the ground also burst out instantly, confining his body.
However, this primitive pilgrimage pattern was laid by Lu Yun, not Emperor Daluo himself. His restraint on the Weishui River God is also limited. As long as the Weishui River God can react, he can break free from this not very powerful primitive. Pilgrimage pattern.
But Lu Yun would not give him this opportunity.