The selection of the Son of God is one of the most important events for every ancient religion and must be done with caution. 81ÖÐÎÄÍøIn a sense, it will determine the rise and fall of ancient religions in the next hundreds of years.
Before selecting the Son of God, the Blood God must be sacrificed first.
The Blood God Altar is located in the hinterland of the Blood God Sect, only a few hundred miles away from Qianyuan Mountain. The altar has nine floors in total and is made of hundreds of millions of bones.
After the death of every disciple of the Blood God Sect, the corpse will be turned into bones and become part of the Blood God Altar. Just like bricks and tiles, the Blood God Altar will be built taller and taller and more magnificent.
Zhang Ruochen stood under the Blood God Altar and looked up, feeling quite shocked.
The Blood God Altar does not look like an altar at all, because it is more majestic and towering than Qianyuan Mountain. Even if you stand more than ten miles away, you can feel its majestic aura.
The sky above the altar was filled with blood mist, and from time to time a holy shadow appeared, much like the soul of an ancient saint. Those holy shadows vary in size, some are only a few meters high, while others are hundreds of meters high.
"The bones of the Blood God Religion's past leaders and saints will all become part of the altar. When coming here, any disciple should be in awe."
Jishui knelt on the ground, placed his hands flat, and bowed respectfully to the Blood God altar.
Zhang Ruochen looked around and saw that the first thing the other Blood God Sect disciples did when they came here was to kneel down and worship.
For them, the Blood God Altar is the most sacred place.
Under the Blood God Altar, there was a dense gathering of monks, at least hundreds of thousands of them. The voices were loud and the heads were trembling. It was like a sea of ??people.
Not only the disciples of the Blood God Religion, but also representatives of those families and sects that were attached to the Blood God Religion were present, wanting to witness the birth of the new Son of God.
Some of the disciples of the Blood God Sect forged war flags and printed the surnames of candidates for the Son of God on them to show their support.
"Senior Brother Wei's qualifications are not inferior to those of the previous Son of God, Mei Lanzhu. He can be called the leader of the Blood God Religion and will definitely become the new Son of God."
A disciple of the Blood God Cult in the Semi-Saint Realm planted a black battle flag on the ground.
On the battle flag, there is a golden word "Wei" printed on it, which represents Wei Longxing.
Those monks who were optimistic about Wei Longxing becoming the new Son of God gathered towards the black battle flag to form a unified camp.
"The Sea Spirit Seal got a huge opportunity in the wild secret realm. Now that the injury has healed, the king returns and will surely lead the younger generation of the Blood God Sect to sweep the world."
"Seventy years ago, Master Hai was the number one child prodigy of the Blood God Sect. Today, he is still the number one child prodigy of the Blood God Sect."
A nephew of Hai Lingyin placed a dark blue battle flag with the word "º£" printed on it on the top of a small hill to represent Hai Lingyin.
Suddenly, the crowd was like a tide, gathering towards the ink-black battle flag.
Although, Hai Lingyin was once defeated by Dong Wutian and suffered a hidden injury, his cultivation has been progressing slowly for decades. However, he still has great influence in the Blood God Religion.
Many people are optimistic about him, believing that Hai Lingyin will become more determined after experiencing the ups and downs of life, and it is very likely that he will surpass his past and become a truly undefeated king.
Wei Longxing and Hai Lingyin are definitely the two protagonists today. They have a very large number of supporters, constantly waving battle flags and shouting their names.
Before the two of them showed up, the supporters of both sides were already fighting each other, and a conflict almost broke out. Fortunately, an elder from the Holy Realm showed up in time and stopped it.
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "It's just choosing the Son of God, there's no need to make such a big splash, right?"
Jishui said: "The hierarchy of the Blood God Religion is very strict. The strong are respected, strength is king, and the weak can only be slaves. Anyone who can become a candidate for the Son of God is naturally worthy of worship. "
The supporters of the Son of God candidate are mainly young female disciples. Those male monks are relatively rational.
Of course, if you choose a saint, this situation will definitely be reversed.
Sun Dadi appeared out of nowhere and appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen. He sighed: "Wei Longxing and Hailingyin have too many supporters. Moreover, there are several goddess-level beauties in the Blood God Sect. It¡¯s really unreasonable for a beauty to stand in their camp.¡±
Sun Dadi looked a little jealous. From time to time, he glanced at the camps of Wei Longxing and Hai Lingyin, looking at those goddess-level young beauties with great covetousness.
He bumped Zhang Ruochen with his crimson tail and pointed at a girl in green from Wei Longxing¡¯s camp.Fang, hundreds of thousands of monks, all fell silent. Most of the monks among them knelt on the ground and knelt down to worship the saints on the top of the altar.
That scene is quite spectacular.
"Welcome to the leader."
An old voice seemed very melodious and spread throughout the world.
All the monks knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of the Blood God Altar.
At this moment, the sky above the Blood God Altar turned completely blood red, forming a huge whirlpool.
"Shua."
From the center of the vortex, a powerful and inexplicable aura came out, fell to the top of the altar, and formed a majestic figure.
The palace masters of the Cross Heavenly Palace and the four guardian Dharma Kings stood up one after another and bowed to the leader of the Blood God.
The leader of the Blood God sat at the top of the Blood God altar, and the tyrannical aura that shocked hundreds of millions of sentient beings gradually converged back into his body and became invisible.
"As expected of the leader, with such a powerful cultivation level, I'm afraid it can knock down all the stars in the sky." Sun Dadi was covered in cold sweat, his heartbeat was racing, and he was trembling a little when he breathed.
Zhang Ruochen took the Thirty-six Formless Transformations to the extreme without revealing any flaws.
His transformation technique is much more powerful than before. As long as he is more cautious, the Blood God Cult Leader will definitely not be able to see through it.
"Noon has arrived, let's start the sacrifice."
The sacrificial ceremony is presided over by the palace owner of Qianzi Tiangong.
This sacrifice did not use wild beasts as sacrifices, but human sacrifices. A total of 3,000 boys and 3,000 girls were killed, and countless slaves were killed.
Crimson blood flowed from the top of the altar to the bottom, looking extremely bloody and cruel.
When Zhang Ruochen saw this scene, he felt a strong anger in his heart, but he tried hard to restrain himself and did not do anything impulsive.
Since ancient times, the Blood God Cult has used human sacrifice. Today is not an exception. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com