The human, demon, demon, monster, ghosts who practice martial arts in the heavens and all realms are like the sand of the Ganges River. There are countless ordinary people, but very few people can truly obtain the light crown of martial arts. Normally, even if they are talented, it is not that easy to obtain the light crown. At that time, there were countless ordinary people who participated in the light crown prayer ceremony in the Confucian Temple, but only a few people successfully obtained the light crown. It is rare to obtain the light crown.

Normally, even if you have the ability to fusion of the divine wood, it is not that easy to obtain the light crown, but-

Almost subconsciously, Chen Shaojun raised his head and looked in the direction where the altar of the God of the Underworld was on the ground. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a smile.

It’s really a matter of searching for everything without any effort. Isn’t it the best opportunity now?

"Boy, why did you suddenly laugh? You didn't think of any bad idea?"

Xiaowa immediately noticed Chen Shaojun's strangeness and spoke.

"Hehe, you'll know in a while."

Chen Shaojun smiled and said without saying much.

Chen Shaojun thought and his attention was once again on the divine tree in his mind.

At first glance, the trunk of the divine wood is ordinary, but when Chen Shaojun's thoughts cover the trunk, it seems to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation. The originally ordinary trunk of the divine wood immediately rolled in black fog, and under the black fog, one mysterious black talisman after another appeared, distributed on the trunk like fish scales.

The Seal of the Divine Wood!

Because of the small thunder tribulation, Chen Shaojun finally discovered the secret seals inside the divine wood. However, Chen Shaojun also discovered that the seals would disappear normally and would only appear when the thoughts touched.

“It’s indeed a lot less!”

Chen Shaojun took a closer look and felt relieved.

Last time, when we took advantage of the small thunder tribulation, these mysterious black talismans were reduced a lot, but there was no movement since then. However, this time, the core of the demon tree and the power of the underworld god were absorbed, and the black talismans representing seals were significantly less.

Chen Shaojun carefully counted the number of talismans on it.

"One, two, three...there are thirty-three left in total, which means there are thirty-three talismans left in total. As long as you open all these seals, you can know the secret of the Divine Tree."

Chen Shaojun said secretly.

Shenmu is the only thing he has experienced formless reincarnation with him. Chen Shaojun has a feeling that there must be great secrets buried in Shenmu.

But this is not what Chen Shaojun cares about the most.

"What's that smell?"

Suddenly, through these seals, Chen Shaojun discovered something new after these talismans.

During the last thunder tribulation, Chen Shaojun only saw these talismans on the trunk. However, this time, after being covered by thirty-three mysterious black talismans, Chen Shaojun faintly felt some aura that had never felt before, a breath that seemed to be leaked from another world.

When Chen Shaojun looked carefully, he even found a trace of translucent light, as if there was a passage hidden on the trunk of a tree, and the black talismans were at the entrance of the passage, burying everything.

Chen Shaojun looked at this scene and suddenly fell into deep thought.

"What does this mean? Is there another world or space connected to the divine tree?"

Chen Shaojun murmured to himself.

There are too many secrets hidden in the divine wood. Even now, even as the master of the divine wood, Chen Shaojun has never figured it out.

"It seems that only by opening these thirty-three seals can we know the true secret of the divine wood."

Chen Shaojun said.

However, just when you are pondering, there is no sign at all—

"boom!"

A huge vibration suddenly came from the surface. When Chen Shaojun looked up, he saw a blue and black pillar of air rushing straight from the top of the altar, straight into the sky, and the aura was exactly the same as the power of the God of the Underworld that Chen Shaojun felt before.

"It is the power of the God of the Underworld. They have completed the preliminary preparations for the sacrifice."

Chen Shaojun had a clear understanding in his heart.

"roar!"

Almost at the same time, the vast sea of ​​ghost clans on the ground cheered excitedly, and bursts of shouts were shocking. A smile appeared on the face of the ghost princess Zhao Qingluo, who was presiding on the altar.

After collecting a large number of lives and souls, the altar of the God of the Underworld finally began to operate.

“Now, it’s time to take the second step.”

A light flashed in Zhao Qingluo's eyes.

"Xiaoshou, let's go up!"

Chen Shaojun thought and immediately greeted Xiaoshu and drilled towards the surface.

Rumble, the wind howled in the sky, and dark clouds rolled, gathering from all directions.

Chen Shaojun and Xiaowa restrained their breath and shrank on the surface. Looking closely, they saw that the tall altar of the God of the Underworld suddenly burst out with a strong aura like a vast ocean. The entire altar emitted a strong blue-black light, and the light even turned into a blue-black halo with a radius of four or five feet.

"It is the power of the God of the Underworld, and it has turned into a barrier and seal, covering the entire altar. This means that once the ceremony is started, it will be difficult for others to get close to the altar except Zhao Qingluo. No wonder the general of the ghost clan and the ice prison master are obviously much stronger than Zhao Qingluo, but they are still polite to her because no one here can replace her job."

Chen Shaojun said.

Chen Shaojun has personally experienced the horror of the power of the God of the Underworld. It is a terrifying existence that can devour all energy. This means that from now on, the entire altar will become the most dangerous area within four or five feet.

"Boy, look at the statue's eyes, why does it seem to be turning? It looks so terrible."

At this moment, Xiaowa's voice suddenly rang in Chen Shaojun's ears.

"Eye?"

Chen Shaojun was surprised. The face of the statue of the God of the Underworld was blurred and had no facial features at all. Where did the eyes come from?

Almost subconsciously, Chen Shaojun looked up and saw the face of the statue of the God of the Underworld, even Chen Shaojun felt a sense of hairiness in his heart.

I saw two dark red lights appearing on the face of the statue of the God of the Underworld. When these two lights appeared, the statues that were originally just a bunch of dead objects suddenly seemed to have life, and came alive, giving people a very strange feeling.

"What the hell is this?"

Mr. Chen felt more and more distressed when he saw that this altar of the God of the Underworld was extremely evil from the beginning.

"Open the seal and prepare to sacrifice to the God of the Underworld!"

Zhao Qingluo's high-pitched voice suddenly rang throughout the Qinghuo Cave.

Crack, accompanied by a deafening roar, a continuous burst of sounds sounded inside the huge altar of the God of the Underworld. Then, in the eight corners of the altar, red light burst out and blood mist was shrouded. A huge bronze bell that was taller than a man suddenly rose from the inside of the altar, and then the second, third, and fourth... a total of eight.

When these eight red bells emerged, a strong smell of blood immediately spread.

"It's the big bell before!"

Chen Shaojun blinked his eyes and immediately identified it. When he was ambushed and plotted by Zhao Qingluo in that hall, Chen Shaojun had seen this red big bell in the hidden formation of the hall, but the big bell in front of him was not one, but eight.

"Bang!"

Zhao Qingluo flicked his finger and immediately shot a magic trick.

"Cry!"

The next moment, as if the seal was removed, a strong soul wave suddenly erupted from eight big red bells like a storm. At the same time, waves of harsh roars came one after another, like thousands of ghosts crying, and the sound lasted dozens of miles.

At the same time, in the eyes of Chen Shaojun and Xiaowa, countless human faces suddenly appeared on the surface of the eight big bells.

There were elderly people, children, women in their faces, and there were even some babies who were not full moons. All the faces were in pain, struggling one by one, trying their best to rush out of it.

However, before they could rush out of the big bell, an invisible force pulled them and sealed them in the bell body.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Shaojun and Xiaowa took a long breath, and their hearts were chilling.

That is the flesh and blood and soul of countless human beings!

The human souls in the eight-mouth bell are dense, and I don’t know how many.

"These bastards actually sacrificed the God of the Underworld with human flesh and blood and soul!"

"Beast, I don't even let go of the child!"

Both of them gritted their teeth and were very angry. At this moment, Chen Shaojun finally understood what the transaction between Xiao Yong and the ghost clan was. The goods they mentioned were the big bells made of thousands of human souls.

"This bastard!"

Chen Shaojun's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"No, although Xiao Yong is a royal family, he does not have that much power. Where did he collect so many human souls?"

Chen Shaojun's mind was filled with lightning, and suddenly a flash of lightning flashed, and Chen Shaojun suddenly understood something.

Those channels!

When he was in the capital, Chen Shaojun heard that more and more space channels have begun to appear in various places in Da Shang during this period. The locations of these space channels are completely random and there is no certain pattern. Every time the channel is opened, a large number of ghost creatures must enter the human world, causing a lot of killing. The women and children are obviously the villagers killed by ghost creatures in those villages.

The ghost clan is responsible for killing, while the Xiao Yong King takes the opportunity to collect souls.

"No, if it's just like this, there's no need for Xiao Yong King, the Ghost Clan can do it by itself."

Chen Shaojun pondered slightly, remembered the cult demon god I encountered in the previous palace incident, and immediately understood what:

"It's a believer! King Xiao Yong is using the cult to collect human flesh and blood and soul!"

The Great Shang Dynasty has been established for more than 800 years, and it has gradually become less peaceful, and there are even turbulent privately. The most representative one is the cults of all sizes that have begun to appear everywhere.

These cults use the name of the gods to show saints to attract a large number of ordinary people, and use their ordinary and ignorance to turn them into fanatical believers, especially those remote villages, who are more susceptible to the poisoning of cults.

The cult demon god in the previous Crown Prince incident was not an isolated case, but just one of them.

Chen Shaojun had experienced it before, but he never expected that in addition to assassinating the Chen family, his son Xiao Yong and his son colluded with cults and poisoned so many civilians.
Chapter completed!