Chapter 368 Pioneer Leader

"boom!!!"

At this moment, the world was spinning, and the mountains and rivers were eclipsed.

The gray sun that fell into the void shrank to the size of an inch, spinning slowly, and finally touched the naked man's eyebrows, perfectly blending with the marks of the gray sun there.

Then, the naked man's chest rose and fell.

The gradually beating heart hits the eardrums again and again.

When the sound of "puff, plop, plop" was comparable to the roaring thunder, the worshipers went completely crazy.

They cheered the honorable name of the "God of the Gray Sun" over and over again. The excited ones dug their fingernails into the wooden stakes and felt no pain. Their faces were filled with tears and they were ecstatic.

"Please return Kami-ichi!"

"Kamiichi, please wake up! We are willing to serve you! We will follow you to the death!"

The overwhelming emotions and fanatical calls quickly flooded the deepest part of the Julu Forest.

Under the gaze of everyone, the naked man slowly floated into the air, his body changed from lying horizontally to standing upright.

Suddenly, his empty white eyes sparkled with brilliance.

Like the finishing touch of a skilled craftsman, a layer of gray is plated on the surface of the eyeball.

In the blink of an eye, it seems that it has gone through the erosion of the years, the vicissitudes of the sea, and the thousands of generations, but it is just a fleeting moment and a fleeting cloud.

That kind of profound feeling that no one can match, penetrates the bone marrow and is deep-rooted.

That sense of heaviness, broader than the earth, blends into the soul and becomes an indispensable part.

Then, the naked man's long black hair - starting from the roots, transformed into a dark golden color.

A touch of orange-yellow skin is highlighted in the fair skin, and a layer of pink jade light is applied. It is not only as transparent as jade, but also has the gleaming brilliance of gemstones.

Of course, the well-defined muscles make women's blood vessels tingle even more.

There is not a single piece of fat on the naked man's body, and every inch seems to have been carefully designed.

Especially the abdomen, the tightly knitted abdominal muscles are simply the work of a master's sculpture, extremely powerful and beautiful, with endless charm.

"Shua——"

A silk white robe of complicated styles, accompanied by the light of angel's blessing, was worn lightly on his body.

Just the right length, hanging down to your ankles.

The spacious cuffs and collar are neither restrictive nor incongruous, nor do they affect activities.

"Greetings to Lord Kami!!"

In the deepest part of the Julu Forest, the believers were lying on the ground in uniform order.

Su Mei, Li Jingming, Wang Xinfei, Ren Wokuang, Dongfang Xu, Bai Qian, and Lin Pingfan, the seven disciples did not kneel down.

Together with Yeliuying and Yedong next to them... the group of people concentrated their attention, and their radiance of glory was eye-catching.

"I……"

Ye Hanjun's sleeping consciousness gradually straightened out.

He woke up and looked at everything in a daze.

"The Bell of the Century... the Tomb of Shura... the Emperor of the Night..."

"Heavenly Tribulation...Heavenly Way...Resurrection from the Dead..."

"The ancestral land of the blood witch...the light witch god...the blood witch god..."

"Father...Evil God...Crown..."

"Sunless City... Clown Emperor... Bad Earth Emperor..."

"The gods witness...the funeral of the sky..."

Memories poured into his brain like a tide, and Lord Ye Han was shocked, and lightning flashed across his eyes.

The gray sun between the eyebrows was stimulated, and a large amount of gray light spewed out.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth were filled with fog, and mortal human bodies and magical sights abounded.

When he raised his palm and flipped it gently, a small, exquisite and unique pyramid altar appeared in his palm.

"Passive power...belief altar?"

"The growth of authority depends entirely on faith. The more followers, the stronger, and the more pious...the more faith they accumulate?"

Ye Hanjun blinked, and with a thought in his mind, another unbreakable gray door appeared behind him.

"Active power...death challenge...this is the previous power, used to sharpen and train contracted spirits..."

"Active power...Gate of Holy War...Is this an evolved version of "Gate of Conquest"? "

As the flash of lightning flashed through his mind, Lord Ye Han was slightly stunned.

The "Gate of Conquest" owned by the Guardian is very useless.

Especially in a place like the Dark Lantern Abyss, if you enter a secret realm at will, because the environmental laws are more advanced, you will not be able to form an effective link at all.

Of course, the main reason was that the disciples were too weak.

Even if the distance is enough to summon the disciples, they do not have the strength to participate in the battle, and pulling them over is just a burden.

But now...it seems different?

Following the promptings given by the message of inheritance, this door will now serve as a bridge connecting all congregants and missionaries.

Depending on his rank and strength, the space and distance he can break will continue to increase. One day, he will travel in and out of various planes and become a human-shaped mobile fortress.

"The number one messenger under God! The number one messenger under God!"

"God of the Gray Sun is above! Our hearts of admiration are as endless as the rivers, seas and lakes!"

In my ears, there was a roar of people.

Lord Ye Han looked down, no matter where his gaze fell, the prostrate man was convulsing and trembling, so excited that he even stopped breathing.

This feeling is very strange. Even if you become a young emperor and stay in the Ye clan, low-ranking vassals will not be so fanatical.

It seems a bit exaggerated to look at saints and guardian saints in this way.

The only ones who can match this kind of status and value are Ye Tianzi, Ye Shura, Ye Shitian... these are the pillars of the family.

But they are gods. What happened in these years? How come there are such a large number of tribes with weak ranks and extreme beliefs?

"Master Shenyi has just returned. He needs to rest and understand the current situation."

Li Jingming turned around, and his clear voice penetrated the crowd like the dawn, giving him a different kind of life.

"Ho ho ho ho!!"

Outside the surrounding wooden piles, Rabbit Fighter, Mighty Corpse King, Crocodile Marshal...all kinds of behemoths roared excitedly, and for a moment they drowned out the shouts of humans, forming a world of their own.

"Ritual completed, retreat."

Dongfang Xu turned around, with blazing flames burning above his head. Even Lord Yehan would look at him sideways at the scorching waves coming towards him, let alone the church members.

"Here! Here! Here!"

The thousands of people belonging to the Fireworks Mercenary Group tried their best to contain their excitement and retreated step by step.

"You should also evacuate in batches. Don't stay here together."

Lin Pingfan smiled and waved towards the killers.

As a result, the wild blades either blended into the shadows or jumped off the trunks of towering trees, moving freely like ghosts.

"Disperse."

Wang Xinfei also shouted, staring at the most fanatical Star Chaser members with oppressive eyes.

Reluctant to leave, businessmen, guards, negotiators, traders, shopkeepers, treasure appraisal experts belonging to Zhuxing... left in groups and retreated to areas outside the Julu Forest.

"Huh?"

Yeliuying suddenly let out a light sigh, with a trace of doubt on her face.

Just turn around and take a look at the congregation.

Ye Hanjun's iconic facial features, hair color, and body shape... suddenly faded from his mind and evolved into a hazy gray shadow that could no longer be seen clearly.

When she turned around and locked eyes with Lord Ye Han again, the discomfort was wiped away again, and the vague memory became clear again.

"Can't recall...comes with a secret law?"

"Is this the result of getting rid of the suppression of Heaven's way, or is it the result of breaking away from Heaven's way, becoming independent and detached from the world?"

Ye Hanjun also noticed this abnormality, looked at his hands, and then his body, and was stunned and speechless.

He couldn't explain the current situation, but compared to the past, standing in this world did feel a sense of fragmentation.

It was as if he was abrupt and abnormal, and should not be here. Everything around him was incompatible with him, and the vague feeling of rejection could not be underestimated.

“Is this the price of a breakthrough?”

"I still haven't been recognized by heaven and earth, but I have circumvented heaven's scrutiny in another way and ignored the iron rule that dual powers cannot be promoted?"

Lord Yehan, who had some enlightenment, saw the disciples disperse.

In a few moments, the deepest part of the Giant Deer Forest returned to the peace and tranquility of the past.

"Master Han, for some reasons, we will all call you 'Shenyi' in front of outsiders from now on, and will not show others by your real name."

"Shenyi...why does it sound like a title like the Great Elder of Sequence?"

Ye Hanjun raised his eyebrows but did not refuse.

He is currently in a situation where there is a serious lack of information. In addition to confirming that he has broken taboos and successfully transferred jobs, there is also a large gap in the sublimation and transformation of internal powers, as well as important things happening in the outside world.

Of course, in addition to these, his flesh and blood and soul were unprecedentedly smooth, as if every organ, every bone, and every drop of blood in his body was his source of power, with inexhaustible power waiting to be used.

In addition, he also had an indescribable feeling of swelling, and his body was like an inflated balloon that would burst if he poked it hard. There was suspicion in his heart, but he was not sure yet.

"Da da da……"

Led by Li Jingming, the group rushed to a quiet wooden house thirty miles away.

A sika deer made of copper and iron was waiting outside the house, its hoofs and feet rubbing restlessly on the ground.

Ye Hanjun looked at it, and the latter showed an incredibly human expression, fell to the ground with its forelimbs, and said in fear:

"Greetings...to Lord Kami..."

"Who are you?" Ye Hanjun wondered.

The infinite and perfect "golden merika" is a rare and delicious ingredient in his mind.

Especially the tenderloin and venison ribs, which are roasted slowly over a low fire and are full of aroma. They are enough to be defined as "delicacies".

"I am the lord of this place..."

The golden deer followed the example of humans and prostrated, using its spiritual voice to surrender:

"Having eyes that do not recognize the sacred mountain, I almost offended the noble envoy of the gods..."

"Everyone in the Julu Forest, from now on, is willing to be the subordinate of Lord God. No matter what the orders are, there will be no second thoughts..."

"Oh." Lord Ye Han nodded and said, "Jing Ming, I'll leave it to you."

"Yes." Li Jingming accepted the order and asked Jinmeilu to leave first.

One person and one deer chatted a few words in private. After a while, Jinmeilu breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had taken a reassurance, and his uneasy mood disappeared.

After it left, Li Jingming led the way again, pushed open the door of the quiet wooden house, and then activated all the defensive and shielding formations.

"Kacha!"

Something was turning, and the ground was sinking.

After about ten seconds, Ye Hanjun stood still, and a huge round table conference hall came into view.

Without much hesitation, he sat down at the main seat and assumed a posture of listening attentively, waiting for everyone to speak.

"My father has fallen..."

"The biggest price he pays for achieving the title is his lifespan. He can only fight in one battle..."

"The filthy demon god and the filthy demon ministers escaped... The Ming Lantern fell, dividing the life and death factions. We now belong to the death faction and need to find our own development..."

As soon as Yeliuying opened her mouth, she was shocked.

Ye Hanjun was shocked, his tongue couldn't hold his tongue, and his heart was as confused as numbness.

After a long time, he reopened his eyes that he had subconsciously closed, trying his best to sweep away the tiredness and sadness in his eyes:

"So...it has been almost 400 years since you left Mingdeng?"

"What happened to Ye Dong? Why did he become a high-ranking church member and provide me with faith?"

"It happened by chance."

Ye Dong took off her veil and stuck out her tongue playfully:

"Then I was recruited by Sister Liuying, and we joined the Black Devil Church together. We also looked after each other."

"I remember you are an A-level "Meat Chef", not very good at fighting? "Ye Hanjun recalled.

"That was before!"

Ye Dong straightened up his chest, sat upright and said:

"Promoted to the 7th level, I have been transferred to the S-level "Bloody Chef". Not only am I good at cooking, but my combat effectiveness is also good! "

"Um……"

Ye Hanjun thought about it, his eyes wandering among the people, and he couldn't help but sigh:

"In the blink of an eye, everyone has been promoted to the 7th level."

"Like Liuying, it seems that it is very close to the peak of the 7th level. A breakthrough is just around the corner..."

"Your Excellency God-Slaying Shura!"

A man in black robe took off his hat, green onions stood up to the sky, and his bright green lips made an awkward human voice:

"With all due respect, are you really not a monster who has resurrected his body?"

"You killed the Clown King, it doesn't matter."

"If the saints in the family knew about it, I'm afraid they would be dumbfounded, and then they would all cry and laugh with joy!"

"Oh it's you……"

Lord Ye Han had long noticed that there was one person in the black robe who was particularly dangerous, and he did not have the status of a member of the cult, and was alone.

But he also caught a familiar scent, and Ye Liuying and Ye Dong were both there, so he didn't take it to heart.

"Guardian Holy Spirit... Mu Shoucong..."

"Of course I am who I am, there is no need to doubt that."

"As for the saints in the clan...most of them have stayed behind to guard the Dark Lantern Abyss, right?"

"Even if someone leaves and is scattered outside and wants to gather together, it is not difficult to talk about it. Without the support of the title and the god, and without the support of the gods, our situation will become even worse once we are discovered by someone who is interested."

Ye Liuying nodded and told clearly:

"In principle, we are the only ones who know the root cause of our father's death."

"However, both the Red Dust Abyss and the Sea of ​​Clouds were defeated, but my father did not take advantage of the victory to pursue it. Such abnormal behavior cannot escape the speculation of those who are interested."

"In addition, the Ming Lantern suddenly lost its spatial coordinates, so it cannot be reached no matter what."

"Those of us Ye clan members who are scattered outside are like duckweeds without roots. If our surnames are exposed easily, it will only lead to the disaster of killing."

Ye Hanjun pinched his chin and suddenly asked:

"Hongchen and Yunhai lost their respective guardian gods. Didn't civil strife break out?"

"Or, are there other forces that are eyeing them, treating them as fish and meat, and are also going to burn, kill, and loot them?"

"The details are not very clear."

Ye Liuying shook her head:

"We currently have a lot of manpower, but we are severely lacking in high-end combat capabilities."

"A lot of information that was originally relatively easy to detect was either impossible to obtain, or it had expired when it was obtained, and there was no timeliness at all."

"take it easy."

Ye Hanjun said to himself:

"With Lord Cong as our secret protector, our foundation is better than that of all non-saint clans. Given time, we will definitely achieve something."

"And "Old Black Devil"! "

Ye Dong interjected:

"The predecessor of the Black Devil Church was actually a vassal of the Ye family, but they broke away a long time ago. They were clean on the surface and would not be suspected by others."

"There are many forces like this, so those dispatched young kings and young emperors may not all have to develop from scratch. They can more or less find help behind them."

"Where's the Black Demon? He's the contracted spirit of the Pope of the Dark Demon Church."

"It's a pity that the Pope has passed away, otherwise we would have one more saint..."

Ye Dong chirped, sharing more information with Lord Ye Han.

Yeliuying promptly reminded:

"Don't bother the Dark Lord unless necessary."

"It is indeed the most holy child, but it is too old. Staying in the Mo Dynasty to maintain order is the limit of its ability."

"God-killing Shura!"

Mu Shoucong suddenly shouted:

"Ask me beforehand, don't bother me unless necessary!"

"I'm not good at fighting. If you ask me to tie up a person or treat a beast, we can discuss it."

"Let me fight. At the same level, I am just a punching bag. I can only get beaten. If you count on me, you will definitely be disappointed!"

"Master Cong, just stay with Liuying."

Ye Hanjun smiled and said indifferently:

"We are no longer children. We have to get rid of Shaozai and naturally have to be independent."

"Okay, okay, this is no problem!"

Mu Shoucong grinned, and the green onions on his head suddenly softened and swayed like seaweed:

"By the way...God-killing Shura!"

"What is your current authority? Whether it is Liu Ying or these little dolls, they have made rapid progress in these years, and the "missionary" authority you gave them is indispensable! "

"I'm curious, as the source of all faith, what kind of power have you awakened?"

Although Mu Shoucong is the most holy master, he does not exude any aura of a holy beast.

Of course, the strong onion smell lingered in the air after it took off its black robe, and soon dyed everyone's clothes and even the hair of each beast with a strange smell.

"Special powers - pioneer leader."

Lord Ye Han opened his lips and teeth lightly:

"According to the inherited message, pioneer leaders, missionaries, and church members are an extended relationship from top to bottom with clear hierarchies."

“My growth depends on all the preachers and the congregation.”

"And the congregations developed by missionaries can become their support, helping their responsibilities to accelerate the growth and indirectly improving their future potential..."

Ye Hanjun raised his hand, and the pyramid-shaped faith altar rotated:

"Of course, all conferrals from congregants cannot be forced and must be truly recognized from the heart."

"They can't be spirits, they must be humans... they can't surpass me in terms of rank, at most they can be equal to me."

"Also...there are only ten missionaries. The number has been fixed and the personnel cannot be changed."

"But there is no limit to the number of congregants. If I personally give it to you, the other party will not resist. You can directly become a senior congregant and enjoy the highest blessings and enhancements under a missionary..." (End of this chapter)