Chapter 267 The True God Descends

In the blood mist, the ancient figures who were Zen masters in their lifetime all turned around, bent down towards the top of the mountain, and knelt on the ground.

Their piety made Xie Que and others feel a chill in their backs.

These are all masters...

A strong sense of throbbing rose from Xie Que's heart and quickly spread to the depths of his soul, and even his whole body instantly had goose bumps.

The pious backs of these masters seemed to reveal a wave of evil feelings.

Xie Que couldn't help but gradually become fascinated.

His mind was surging, and his soul seemed to be trapped in it.

Such a powerful person needs to kneel down...

Huagai Star Lord... is he really so great?

Not only Xie Que, but Dahei's eyes also gradually showed confusion.

In a trance, he saw the endless starry sky.

Huagai Star sat in the Purple Palace, showing endless imperial power.

A burst of dragon roars and bells came to Xie Que's ears, and this sound made his heart and soul explode continuously.

At this moment, he was like a homeless vagrant.

He finally found his home at this moment, which was not only material, but also a home and liberation for the soul.

He gradually leaned down and was about to kneel on the ground.

"Don't look!" With a loud shout, Yan Guang formed a big lion seal in his hands and awakened the two with Buddhism.

"What is this?!" Xie Que suddenly felt a thunder in his ears, forcing himself to break free from the psychedelic feeling. He felt like waking up from a dream, and his back was full of cold sweat.

Are these guys so weird?

I just looked at it twice more, and I fell into it directly.

If the master was not there, Xie Que estimated that either the Judgment of Death Picture would be activated, or he would fall from then on and become a believer of this Huagai Star Lord.

The same is true for Dahei. Even the dragon energy on his body can no longer be suppressed. The dragon energy turned into a misty cloud covering his soul before he was freed from this bondage.

"It's a good thing that it's in the Great Zhou..." Dahei was frightened.

"Close your eyes, meditate, and rest your mind!" Yan Guangyi said simply, and Xie Que did it immediately.

After a while, he and Dahei just dispelled the feeling of discomfort in their hearts.

They turned their backs to Songshan, and Master Jichen held up a big golden bell to wrap them.

On the top of Songshan, Master Guya waved his lonely bamboo like a madman, but he was somewhat powerless to save the situation.

Ao Bing's thoughts gradually poured into the body of Venerable Tianlong, and things seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

Dahei didn't even dare to breathe, but just looked at the starry sky carefully.

Xie Que exhaled a turbid breath and looked at the master: "Master, those venerables..."

Yan Guang shook his head: "The Six Realms have already set foot in the realm of gods."

Master Jichen was also in a heavy mood: "Gods cannot be looked at directly, you know, right?"

Xie Que nodded, only to feel that the Six Realms suddenly became a little mysterious.

Master Jichen explained: "The Six Realms have some of the characteristics of the gods. Because of this, if you look directly at their true bodies, you will fall into a state of blindness and stupidity."

"As for the specific reasons, I don't know yet. I'm afraid only those people in the Six Realms can know."

Xie Que couldn't help but think of the Red Dragon Dharma King he had seen, and continued to raise doubts.

Yan Guang said: "That's because... the Dharma King you saw is not his true body."

Xie Que suddenly realized.

Master Jichen sighed deeply again: "It is precisely because of the magic of the Six Realms that the peak of the worshippers can only stay at the peak of the spirit general like me, and there will be no future."

"No wonder." Xie Que understood immediately. No wonder Master Jichen looked like he hoped that martial arts could open up a new path all day long.

Most of his disciples were born as warriors. They had no talent for cultivation, so they could only worship gods.

But after worshiping gods, except for the saints, all their talents and understandings were considered useless.

Strength and realm, everything is decided by the god you believe in.

Only piety is the foundation of worshippers.

"Will worshippers never reach the sixth realm?" Xie Que couldn't help asking.

Master Jichen shook his head again: "It's possible."

"If you get a part of the divinity bestowed by the gods, you can reach the sixth realm."

"Divinity?" Xie Que's heart was beating, but there were seven divinities on his death judgment map.

Master Jichen responded, but didn't say anything more.

Hiding this question in his heart, Xie Que looked at the starry sky, but there was no movement on the Huagai star.

Dahei looked at Yan Guang: "Master, can you turn your head?"

Yan Guang nodded: "If you are not afraid, it is indeed possible."

"What is there to be afraid of!" Dahei gritted his teeth and turned around suddenly.

Xie Que also turned around.

In an instant, he suddenly felt cold all over, as if his body was stared at by some terrible creature from the outside to the inside.

The body of Master Gu Ya was held in a huge dragon claw, and the bamboo in his hand had long disappeared.

Master Gu Ya was not dead yet, even though he was the immortal Yangshen Zhenjun.

But he was still insignificant in front of the gods. He must have fallen into a deep sleep because his thoughts were annihilated to the lowest level.

A huge head emerged from the blood mist.

"What is that..." Dahei's teeth even trembled.

The exposed head was in the shape of a dragon, and the green scales were covered with a layer of blood mist.

"Brother... Master..." Zen Master Jichen uttered a trembling voice and took a step forward.

The head of the Azure Dragon was so huge that it occupied the entire top of Songshan Mountain.

It was unknown how big its body was, which was hidden in the blood mist and had not yet been revealed.

But judging from the head, its body was probably more than a hundred miles long.

Those ancient figures were crawling on their bodies, as if they were celebrating the arrival of the gods.

However, the pupils of the Azure Dragon showed a blood-colored glow, and the whites of the eyes and pupils could not be seen, like two blood-colored beams of light piercing the sky.

"Rain is coming!" A huge dragon roar was startled, and the sky began to change, the wind and clouds surged, and thunder rumbled faintly, ready to go.

It is said that in ancient times, when the real dragon raised clouds and scattered rain, this strange phenomenon occurred.

The evil rain fell, and the earth was immediately stained bright red by the rain.

"It's all dirty soil..." Dahei swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Another dragon roared, and in a moment, a strong wind suddenly blew in the dark night, and the thunder in the sky illuminated the world as bright as the sun and as bright as a rainbow.

"Strange..." Ao Bing looked up at the sky, not knowing what he was expecting.

But after a long time, what Ao Bing expected did not happen, and there was not even any change.

The next moment, several dragon roars echoed in succession, and the clouds in the sky were dispersed, revealing a bright starry sky.

Huagai Star still maintained such a distance from the world, and there was no change.

After the dragon roar, four monks floated down.

The style of their dragon roar was like a spring pouring out, rushing into the sky with Buddhist energy, and bathing in it.

"The gods are here, please forgive me for being late."