Chapter 1177: New king

"You also enter the temple."
Han Li heard Bai Ze’s words, and there was a slight accident in his eyes.
The wild people are even more afraid of their ears, and they are shocked.
For them, this wild sanctuary is a more sacred existence than the holy mountain. It is the belief of their wild people. If it is a violation of the belief that Han Li’s human race is a mountain, then let him enter the temple, then Defiled the faith.
This is something they cannot accept.
Even Lichma has a slight change in his face, and his eyes flashed a hint of incomprehensible color.
"Wang, this matter can't be..." At this time, the mixed-race chief changed his face and shouted.
"The wild temple, can not let the family step into ..." The other clan patriarchs also cried again and again.
"The Terran stepping into the temple is tainted by the blood of the ancestors, and it is absolutely impossible..."
"Thinking!"
The Uighur minority and the celebrations were all changed. The eyes became extremely complicated. They did not expect that the real king would value Han Li so much. He couldn’t help but hesitate, and then he should not retaliate against him.
Listening to the fierce opposition, Han Li’s look has changed and hesitated.
"This wild temple is built with the rest of the seven true spirit kings. Who can enter, who can't enter, I have the final say." Bai Ze just glanced at them, faintly said.
"Wang Shang..." The crowd shouted and Bai Ze had turned away.
Lichma and others immediately followed up, and after Han Lilu hesitated, he followed.
When they have walked into the stone temple, the noise behind them is still more than that.
However, after the thick temple door of the stone temple was closed, all the sounds were shut out.
The light inside the hall is dim, and only one brazier is in the center, and the fire is swaying inside, reflecting the shadows around it.
Looking around, Han Li looked around with tall stone statues. There were eight statues from the hand. They were 梼杌, Zhu, Luo, Bai Ze, Mountain Giant, You Tian Peng, Jiuwei Xianhu and Ink eyes.
In front of each statue, there is a stone chair, but it is empty, and it has been vacant for a very long time.
Liu Leer looked at the statue of the nine-tailed fairy fox in front of him and looked at the nine foxtails behind him. He felt the glimpse of his body, and the trace of his own existence. .
Xiaobai is staring at the statue of the ink-eyed cockroach, looking at its similar shape to himself, but how can he not afford to be close to the heart, how to look so far, so strange.
The rest of the people have also turned their eyes to their respective blood ancestors, among them curious, awe, excited, and praying.
"The statues you have seen so far are the eight true spirit kings that we have been ridiculous since ancient times. They have my best friends, some of them were my deadly enemies, but for the tranquility of the wilderness, we have built together. This wild temple is a ban on the blood of Shura. Now that you are reunited here, you need to use the blood of the true spirit contained in your body as the key to unlocking the ban.
Bai Ze’s eyes are from these statues. I swept over and said.
"I am willing to listen to the king." The crowd shouted in unison.
"The eight true spirits of the king, except for Luo Yi and You Tian Xiaopeng, not long after the establishment of the temple, they left the eight wild mountains and proudly outside the void, most of the rest of the people have suffered a change, the number of changes has been unknown, that is, all die, It is not known. So after the official opening of the temple, we know that several of them are still alive.
Bai Ze did not avoid Han Li, and spoke out many secrets of these wild and true spirits.
For the people present, those ancestors who gave them blood, though already different from the myths and legends, let them really accept the fact that these ancestors who brought them glory are no longer in existence. It is still very difficult.
So after listening to it, almost everyone’s face looked a little dignified.
"But you don't have to lose. I want to be born in the heavens and the earth. I will be born with a variety of life-threatening spirits and the laws of heaven and earth. Even if we die in the world, all the power of the blood will merge with the law of time. It will only be Heavenly. Gradually eroding, but it will not completely disappear. So once Shura's blood is opened, these forces hidden in the heavens and avenues will return to the temple. As their blood successors, you may inherit their power and become The new real spirit king!" Bai Ze continued.
As soon as this language came out, everyone’s heart burst into thunder and the heart was stirring.
Become a new true spirit king?
For all the wild people, this is probably the ultimate temptation in the world?
They are confused at the moment, not even knowing whether they should look forward to the return of the true spirits, or hope that they have died.
Bai Ze’s gaze is indifferent, and the look of all people’s faces is completely changed. There is no change on the surface.
In fact, he is clear about all the changes in these people's minds, but it does not cause any fluctuations.
Because of this, it is not important to him.
"The flame in the brazier in front of you is the fire of the fine elements that we have ignited by eight people. Now it has weakened a lot, indicating that some people are really dying in the world. All the wilderness descendants are coming to the order." under.
Everyone heard the sound, and they came forward and surrounded the brazier in the center.
Only Han Li and some of them opened a little distance with them, just standing behind Xiaobai, silently observing everything.
Everyone in the room saw that Han Li was so interested, and his hostility to him was slightly reduced. However, in their view, the presence of Han Li, who is here, is still a superfluous thing and insults the temple.
Only the king of the real spirit is in front, and none of them dare to show it clearly.
Bai Ze’s eyes swept over the crowds, his eyes condensed, his hands were in front of him, and his palms suddenly opened a golden light, such as the surface of the lake cast iron.
Jinguang started from the bottom of the brazier, and the ground that spread over it seemed to bloom everywhere, and bloomed with golden flowers.
Everyone saw it and subconsciously avoided it.
Han Li’s eyes condensed and looked at the ground. He saw the golden flower, which was actually formed by a series of dense patterns.
The breath that comes out of the pattern is very strange, so that when everyone notices, they feel that their blood is connected with it. The foot is just like rooting, and it is closely integrated with the earth.
Han Li’s legs were stagnation, and he immediately found himself as if they were, and his legs were connected with the earth.
After the initial shock, Han Li soon discovered that this kind of power is not the force of imprisonment imposed by the outside world, but the attraction of his own blood and the attraction of the earth.
If it is forcibly cut off this blood connection, it is not impossible to get rid of it, but after a little hesitation, Han Li decided to maintain this connection, because he can clearly feel the true blood of the body, and it is obviously close to this connection.
With this, the layer of large-flowered flowers bloomed, and a little bit of gold powder on the ground rose up, and soon filled the entire hall, and it was reflected everywhere.
A layer of fluorescent gold powder was attached to the statues of the eight true spirit kings around, and the whole enveloped a layer of light, which looked like a statue of a god.
Bai Ze saw it, and his eyes flashed a touch of remembrance. He walked over to his statue and sat down slowly.
"Now, take a drop of your original blood and cast it in the brazier," he said.
Everyone heard the words, did not hesitate, and reached out to the palms, forced a drop of the source of blood from it.
"啪嗒", "嘀嗒", "啪嗒"
There was silence in the hall, and the sound of blood was clearly audible.
With a drop of blood containing the blood of the Eight Great Spirits, falling into the dark red brazier, the golden flame that burned in the cluster suddenly slammed into it, and there was a illusory shadow in it.
Han Li’s eyes swept over and saw the transformation of the flames. It turned out to be the true shadow of the Eight Real Spirit Kings.
Not waiting for him to be surprised, the light in the brazier flashed, and there were eight flame shadows flying from it, plunging into the surrounding eight statues, directly falling into their eyebrows, and did not enter.
Then, the eight statues trembled fiercely, and the surface of the statue burst into a dazzling light, reflecting the entire stone temple.
At the same time, all the strips on the entire barren hill climbed the ancient road, and a burst of glory rushed into the sky, reflecting the sky.
Above the night sky, in the whole void, eight huge infinite virtual ghosts emerged, occupying the position of the eight sides, or doing the things of the heads, or the things that are going on the sky, one by one, not tamed, magnificent.
The people of all ethnic groups who stayed in the foothills of the mountain, and the monks of all ethnic groups who stopped in the middle of the mountain, after seeing this scene, all of them grew up and screamed in their mouths.
The peaks hit the sky and the beasts of the beasts under the mountain, but the self-sounding continually sounded. The ancient and distant wild battle songs suddenly sounded throughout the heavens and the earth, and a majestic momentum swept from the mountains and stretched for thousands of miles.
In the town's deserted city under the mountain, it has already been a little bit of light. At this moment, no matter in the streets or in the house, millions of wild people, at this moment, like the people on the mountain, praying in earnest.
Just when everyone is excited and the mind is difficult to change, the difference is steep!
On the top of the night sky of the Eight-Yanshan Mountain, the imaginary shadow of the mountain giant scorpion suddenly became blurred, and then dissipated directly.
Correspondingly, it is within the wild temple, the sacred fire that flies into the eyebrows of the statue of the mountain giant python, and the light trembles and dissipates directly.
The fluorescent gold powder that was gathered on the body was also scattered, and it was completely dimmed.
Then, it was a series of chain reactions. The rest of the statues in the main hall were blown back and fell into the dark red brazier. The statues were dimmed one by one.
Everyone in the square saw the situation, and suddenly they were struck by lightning. They looked at the long-browed old man who was moving to the mountains and the Yi people. The real king’s law collapsed from the mountain giants, and it was obvious that the heirs chosen by the blood were not qualified.