Chapter 465 Tribal Patron Saint
"Three-eyed wolf god..."
Everyone in this small barbarian tribe stared blankly at this scene, not knowing what to do.
grunt.
The white-beard patriarch of the Lieshan tribe swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and looked timidly at the sky, waiting for the wolf god to come down and punish this human being who fell from the sky. However, he waited for a while, but still no divine punishment came.
"This human has replaced the three-eyed wolf god. Could it be God's will..." he murmured.
It is common for barbarian tribes to change their patron saints. The gods and demons enshrined by some tribes will fall for no reason, and the statues of the gods will shatter, and then these tribes will go to the barbarian temples to invite new statues.
But like today, it was the first time Patriarch Lieshan had seen such a thing as the gods descended from the sky smashing the statue of the patron saint, and he had never even heard of it before.
Jiangnan's current situation is not very good. Although the catastrophe is over, the phantom of the nine heavenly treasures still exists, but it just got into his body.
He didn't fully take the blow just now, Tianjie's last blow exceeded his attack, and the phantom of the nine heavenly treasures blasted into his body, hurting his origin in an instant.
When he crossed the catastrophe, he raised his qi and blood again and again, so that his attack power and defense power were greatly enhanced. This in itself caused great damage to his original source, and he needed to cultivate slowly to recover .
And the phantom of the Nine Heavenly Dao Supreme Treasures invaded his body, which greatly damaged his origin. If he was not careful, he might fall here!
Therefore, when he was blown away, he acted decisively, recalled his four great incarnations and six treasures, and put them directly into his body, suppressing the phantoms of the nine heavenly treasures, and continuously obliterating and refining the phantoms of these treasures!
This heavenly catastrophe is different from the past. In the past, the phantom of the most precious treasure of heaven was exhausted and dissipated automatically, but this time, the phantom not only did not dissipate, but also integrated with nine treasures, attacking his body. Both body and spirit are destroyed!
This is an extremely severe challenge, but it is also a great opportunity. If he cannot refine the phantom of the most precious treasure of the heavenly way, even if he does not die, he will be left with eternal dao wounds. The wounds of the heavenly dao cannot be cured, and he must die early!
But if he can refine these nine supreme treasure phantoms, his gains will naturally be infinitely beneficial!
The biggest gain is that he can refine the phantoms of the Nine Great Treasures into his physical body, so that he can get a glimpse of the mysteries of the way of heaven and gain more insights and insights.
With the imprint of the Dao of Heaven refined into his body, he is equivalent to a treasure of the Dao of Heaven in human form. As he goes through more catastrophes in the future, he will surely be able to transform his body into the body of the Dao of Heaven, plus the body of Zhang Liu, the body of the Primordial Mist, Jiang Nan can proudly say that his physical body is definitely not inferior to the divine body of Emperor Guangwu!
However, that is for the future.
But now, the most important thing is to suppress and refine the phantoms of the Nine Great Treasures and survive this catastrophe!
"Ahem..."
Jiang Nan coughed violently, coughing up blood from the corner of his mouth, and sat up from the big pit, which surprised everyone in this primitive tribe.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, this pale boy walked out of the pit and sat cross-legged.
"The god who protects my family..."
The patriarch looked at Jiangnan timidly, and said boldly, "What is your edict?"
Jiangnan turned a deaf ear to it. In his body, the Yutiandao Bell suppressed the Tiandao Baozhong Xuying, the Eight Divine King Swords suppressed the Tianyi Zhuxian Sword, the Xuanyuan Ding suppressed the Xianding Cauldron, the Ten Thousand Realms Prison Map suppressed the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pagoda, the Lidi Shengguang Banner and The Xuanyuan Shengshui Banner suppresses the Immortal Jade Bottle, the Great Emperor Senluo suppresses the Daojin Jade Pan, the Scarlet Flame Demon God suppresses the Tibetan Sky Gourd, the Moluo Demon God suppresses the Heavenly Sword, and the Sun God incarnates suppresses the Creation God Tower!
His physical body was divided into nine battlefields, each of which fought. At the same time, his void treasure ship traveled between the void and the physical body. The treasure ship's muzzle was fully opened, constantly bombarding the phantoms of the nine treasures, and restraining these treasures.
And his Xuantai Jinren sits in the center and takes care of everything.
Even so, he still faintly felt that his origin was being consumed, and his lifespan was fleeting!
"My lifespan is only three hundred and fifty years away..."
The south of the Yangtze River was built into the Xuandu Shenfu. When you see the surname of the gods, the surname is the surname. Seeing the surname of the gods can not only glimpse the mystery and magic of the realm of gods and demons, but also clearly see your own lifespan and clarify your body. The change.
The lifespan of monks in the eighth realm of Shenfu has greatly increased, with a lifespan of more than a thousand years, and the deeper the cultivation base, the longer the lifespan. When they reach the eighth realm of Tiangong, they can have a lifespan of three to five thousand years. Yuan.
And because Jiangnan's foundation has been tempered extremely deeply, far exceeding his peers, his lifespan is also much longer than that of monks of the same level.
However, he kept urging the Yuan and Xuan fetal imprints to forcibly increase his qi and blood. His original source was damaged, and his lifespan was also constantly decreasing. In a big battle, he directly lost more than 400 years of his lifespan.
And the phantoms of the nine heavenly treasures penetrated into his body, causing his original source to continue to be damaged, and his lifespan to decrease even more!
Three hundred and fifty years, three hundred and forty years, three hundred and thirty years... His life essence was falling at a frighteningly fast rate, but at two hundred and eighty years, it finally stopped falling.
At this time, Jiangnan has completely suppressed the phantom of the Nine Heavenly Dao Supreme Treasures!
He slowly opened his eyes, only to see a little girl timidly walking in front of him, holding a bowl of rice paste and sending it to him.
"Big brother, are you the new patron saint of our tribe?" the little girl timidly asked.
Jiang Nan couldn't help being dumbfounded. This little barbarian girl obviously regarded him as a sculpture of a three-eyed wolf god, and sacrificed him with a bowl of rice paste.
The little girl looked at him eagerly, waiting for his answer, Jiang Nan nodded slightly, the little girl cheered, put down the rice paste, and ran back.
The white-haired old patriarch heaved a sigh of relief when he saw this, and motioned to the people. Immediately, several barbarian men with bare arms carried a large water rhino weighing ten thousand catties in front of Jiangnan, and then Back down respectfully.
This big water rhinoceros was obviously a monster, but it hadn't transformed yet, looking at Jiangnan pitifully, not daring to move.
There were also a few boys who came leading a few sheep and offered sacrifices to Jiangnan.
Some women came forward, holding fruit plates, and placed them all in front of Jiangnan.
Jiangnan couldn't laugh or cry, these barbarians obviously regarded him as a living patron saint and worshiped him. The water rhino and goat were sacrificial animals, and the fruit was worried that he would be a vegetarian.
"I'm just temporarily suppressing the phantom of the most precious treasure of heaven. It will take a while to refine it. I'm afraid I really have to stay here for a while."
Jiang Nan still sat cross-legged, but now he was barely able to suppress the phantom of the Supreme Treasure of the Heavenly Dao, unable to move, and thought: "That's fine, I haven't lived among mortals for a long time..."
"Why doesn't the patron saint eat these sacrificial animals?"
A strong barbarian showed concern, and whispered to the old patriarch: "Could it be that the patron saint doesn't like to eat these animals?"
The old patriarch looked solemn, and muttered: "I heard that there are patron saints in other tribes who don't eat animals, but only eat people. Every time they sacrifice, they need to eat a few living people. There are also patron saints of tribes who like Playing with virgins, you can only get the protection of the patron saint by enshrining virgins. The patron saint of our Lieshan tribe, I don’t know if he likes to eat people or likes to play with virgins..."
The old patriarch immediately ordered someone to bring a few pretty girls and enshrine them in front of Jiangnan, but seeing that Jiangnan also turned a blind eye to these virgins, he couldn't help scratching his head, looked around and said: "The patron saint probably likes to eat Living people, who of you will offer sacrifices?"
Wow—the crowd around him suddenly dispersed, and everyone hid far away. The white-beard patriarch had no choice but to step forward, sacrifice himself, and muttered: "If you eat it, I will eat it!" , anyway, I am old, if my God can protect the safety of my Lieshan tribe, I will admit it..."
After a while, the old man got up and left angrily: "I guess I am old, and even the Patronus has no appetite for me... Why don't you go to other tribes and hunt down a few strong men to dedicate to the Patronus... "
"The precious light shot up into the sky from here just now!"
In mid-air, Qi and blood surged like a vast ocean. I saw a wildebeest with a head and body length of hundreds of feet jumping like flying in mid-air, galloping forward. On the back of the wildebeest was a majestic knight. Pentium, came to the place where Jiangnan crossed the catastrophe.
All these knights had extremely powerful auras, and their qi and blood were like abysses. They were all strong men in the realm of the gods. Among them, the middle-aged man in the lead was even a strong man in Tiangong.
The middle-aged man was dressed in purple, his eyes were like torches, and he glanced at the mountains where Jiangnan Dujie was located. His consciousness was diffused, and he scattered around. He said coldly: "The treasure has been taken away, search for me!"
Everyone galloped on their horses and went in all directions.
After a while, suddenly hundreds of knights galloped up in the sky, and the mounts of these knights were fire crows. These fire crows were filled with the blazing real fire of the sun, and the flames reached the sky, burning the sky red.
"It turned out to be the Horn Clan..."
On the back of a fire crow, a strong man in Tiangong stood proudly holding a long spear, and said with a sneer, "Are the horn tribes also coming to search for that treasure? Very good! This place is tens of thousands of miles away, and it is the territory of my god crow tribe." , if you don’t want to die, get out of here!”
The middle-aged man in purple clothes had murderous intent in his eyes, and was about to speak, when suddenly there was a wave of aura rising into the sky, and he saw countless masters rushing here from all directions, and they were big tribes with a radius of several million miles!
These tribes are the overlords here. There are a large number of tribes. Each tribe has millions of people and has a high-level inheritance, and the tribes worship real gods. The gods of the gods are far from those of the Lieshan tribe. Small tribes are comparable!
Even, during wars between tribes, these tribes offer sacrifices and reach the heavens, and the gods of the gods will descend incarnations to participate in the conquest among the tribes!
"That's... the Yuwang God Clan!"
In the distance, suddenly the wings spread to the sky, and feathered men with four wings on their backs flapped their wings and flew towards them. Their cultivation was extremely powerful, and the energy and blood of any monk was several times stronger than that of other tribes, which was shocking!
These Yuren are filled with divine power, they are the bloodlines of the gods, the Yuwang God Clan is a large tribe, everyone in the clan is of the bloodlines of the gods, and there are second and third generations of gods and grandchildren of gods in the clan!
Even, according to legend, there is a first-generation God Son among the Yuwang God Clan, and the blood in his body is extremely strong!
"The power of heaven...it really is the power of heaven! Where is the unearthed treasure?"
A four-winged old man suddenly retracted his wings, sniffed vigorously, raised his hand and pointed to the small village formed by the Lieshan tribe, and said with a sneer, "There!"
boom!
The monks of countless tribes covered the sky and covered the sun, and rushed straight to the Lieshan tribe.
"Your village will be in great trouble..."
The Lieshan tribe was still peaceful, and all the tribesmen were talking about the patron saint who suddenly appeared today. Suddenly, the patron saint who didn't get in the oil and salt opened his eyes and said, "You guys will make my face big. Hanging the flag at the entrance of the village can temporarily ensure safety."
A big flag flew out from the center of Jiangnan's eyebrows and landed in the hands of Patriarch Lie Shan. The Patriarch Lie Shan was in shock. He saw that the big flag in his hand was engraved with various strange patterns, some were three-legged strange birds, and some were blazing flames. The phoenix, as well as Qilin, dragon, sun and so on.
"Still hanging up?" the "Patron Saint" snorted coldly.
The head of the Lieshan tribe did not dare to neglect, he hurriedly came to the outside of the village with a big flag in his hand, and ordered people to hang the big flag on a high wooden stake at the gate of the village.
Just as the banner was hoisted, the void suddenly burst, and thousands of beasts came rushing in midair!
(to be continued)