Second-class plane, Canghai Realm, Hon Hai Continent.
A statue stands upright and magnificent. The head of the statue has penetrated into the clouds, which is very spectacular.
In the sky, the space channels of black holes are densely packed like wormholes.
This sculpture is floating on a strange red ocean, the sea is rough and the edge cannot be seen.
But at a closer look, the red ocean is nothing like an ocean. It turned out to be endless people wearing red robes.
They prostrated themselves on the ground, paying homage to the huge sculpture, one after another.
It is not enough to describe this scene with a sea of people. There are so many red-robed people that they cannot be counted. From south to north, from west to east, the edge of the crowd cannot be seen.
The spread of belief in the gods is like a terrible plague, which engulfed the earth and planes at a lightning speed.
How many believers in red robes are there, tens of millions, hundreds of millions, billions
No one can count them.
Under the sculpture, there are twenty false gods standing side by side. Each of these twenty people has eye patterns between their brows and pointed ears.
Right in front of these twenty false gods, there is an open space that was given up by the red crowd, and there are a thousand men and women in red robes kneeling on the open space, and the realm of these men and women are all above the Heavenly Tribulation Realm .
Moreover, these thousand masters of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm are all blessed with divine talents.
In such a mighty crowd, no one opened his mouth to speak, and there was no other sound except the wind caused by kneeling.
Countless people knelt on the ground silently, kept raising their hands high, bowed down deeply, raised their hands again, and bowed again.
The scene was eerie and terrifying.
The twenty false gods were very satisfied, with smiles on their faces.
From it, a false god came out. The appearance of this false god is exactly the same as the huge sculpture. It can be seen that this sculpture is based on him.
He glanced at the thousand masters of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, nodded and said: "In the past month, we have waited for the protoss to travel through 633 planes, and found you, a thousand fighters of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm."
"This is all that my protoss found in more than 600 main planes at the fastest speed."
Those Thousand Heaven Tribulation Martial Artists immediately kowtowed and shouted "My God is Immortal", all of them had scalp-numbing fanatic expressions on their faces.
The false god nodded and said: "In the days to come, our protoss will continue to visit different planes, but the speed of accepting the believers of the catastrophe should not be so fast, and it will go from bad to worse."
"Basically, the easiest ones to find are almost all found, and the rest is to search slowly."
"It is no longer appropriate to continue relying on the method of finding Heavenly Tribulation believers to increase the number."
Many believers stopped their movements and listened to God's speech seriously.
The false god waved his hand and said: "Since we can't find more believers of Heavenly Tribulation just by searching, then what we need to do next is to promote more believers of Martial Saints to the realm of Heavenly Tribulation."
"Blessed are you with the protection of my gods."
Hearing this, the believers were overjoyed and kowtowed on the ground like crazy, and the ground that kowtowed also rumbled.
The false god raised his hands and said: "My believers, as long as you are devout in your heart, as long as you believe in God, everyone has the opportunity to enter the Heavenly Tribulation Realm."
"My god is immortal!" Countless believers shouted loudly.
The false god pointed to the sky and said: "In the distance in nothingness, there is a place called Sanctuary, where there is an eternal mystery, which is rich in Holy Spirit stones."
"Many of you already know the news, but very few people have been there, because it has always been controlled by warriors from higher planes."
"But in the near future, the sanctuary will also be bathed in divine light."
"Okay, let me explain what you did and how it went."
The thousand people hurriedly raised their heads, scrambling to rush forward.
The false god waved his hand and said, "Come one by one."
A warrior in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm stepped forward excitedly, took out a small bottle from his arms, handed it to the false god with both hands, and said: "My god, I have searched our plane for three months, and finally found a bottle for you. Pure heart."
The false god nodded in satisfaction, he pulled out the cork and took a look inside.
I saw a fiery red light, spinning in the bottle non-stop.
He pointed his nose at the mouth of the bottle, took a deep breath, and saw the red light penetrate into his nostrils and be inhaled into his body.
At this time, the pseudo-god's complexion became rosy, and his breathing became short of breath, and even a pair of eyes turned red.
And his realm actually loosened, from the first level of spying to the second level of watching the sky.
"Very good, very good." The false god sighed comfortably.
The Heavenly Tribulation warrior who offered his pure Dao heart hurriedly said: "My god, after we capture the sanctuary, I will dedicate all the holy spirit stones to you."
The false god gave a slight hint, and said softly: "My children, the love of my god race envelopes you, and you are the purest life under our divine light."
"Holy Spirit Stone, my Protoss can't bear to absorb it, I still want to keep it for you, as long as I see you grow, my Protoss will be relieved."
Hearing such words of selflessness and boundless love, the believers were so grateful that they covered their faces and sobbed.
Among the thousand fighters in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, there was a woman who clenched her fists vigorously, with tears in her eyes, and looked at the false gods with fanatical eyes.
Her eyes were firm and radiant, she gritted her teeth, and silently swore in a low voice, saying: "The gods are so great and loving, I, Yuwen Honglian, will be loyal to my god in this life, so I will burn my life to illuminate my god." , and at the same time."
The false god nodded, and another Heavenly Tribulation warrior stepped forward to offer his Dao Heart.
A Heavenly Tribulation martial artist said excitedly: "My God, I searched our plane for three months and found two pure Dao Hearts in total."
The false god was very happy, he took the small bottle and absorbed the two Dao Hearts.
But his realm has been raised from the second level of observing the sky to the fourth level of observing the sky in one fell swoop.
"Very good, there is a reward." The false god took out a small mirror from his arms, handed it to the martial artist who robbed him that day, and said, "This is the first-level Xuanguang mirror of Taoism, you will wear it on your body every day, and you will benefit endlessly in your future practice. "
That day, the martial artist Jie was so excited that he couldn't speak, but kowtowed incessantly behind the mirror with his hands.
Next, one after another, the Heavenly Tribulation warriors stepped forward to dedicate their pure Dao Hearts, and the false gods kept absorbing and increasing their realm.
After he has absorbed twenty pure Dao Hearts, his realm has already reached the first level of Divine Martial Arts with great strides from Peeping the Sky!
From looking at the sky to good fortune, and then to supernatural power, the span of this level of improvement is so great that believers can only feel astonished and unbelievable, and the worship of gods in their hearts has increased a bit.
Next, the woman named Yuwen Honglian stepped forward, she prostrated herself on the ground, choked with sobs and said, "My god, I searched for Sanyue, but I didn't find a pure heart."
The false god sighed, and said: "I don't blame you, it's so rare to have a pure Taoist heart. My gods love you deeply and have pity on you, my children."
"But, the state owns the laws of the country, and the gods have the rules. I can only punish you."
That Yuwen Honglian cried and nodded: "My God please punish me."
The false god drew out a bright whip, and slapped Yuwen Honglian with a slap of the whip. She didn't dare to resist with her realm, her back was ripped open, and blood gushed out.
But the false god wept, and said: "My child, it hurts my heart when I hit you."
Yuwen Honglian gritted her teeth, with tears in her eyes, she said, "My God, please don't be sad for me. I'm just a humble human being and your devout believer. I don't deserve your precious tears." The believer shouted in grief: "Please, my God, don't be sad."