God Emperor

The selection of the Son of God is one of the most important events for every ancient religion and must be done with caution. In 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 every disciple of the Blood God Religion dies, his body 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 still 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 found that the first thing the other Blood God Sect disciples did when they came here was to kneel down and worship.

To them, the Blood God Altar is the most sacred place.

Below 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 the 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 battle flags and printed the surnames of the candidates for the Son of God on the flags 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 that Wei Longxing would become the new Son of God gathered in the direction of the black battle flag and formed a unified camp.

"The Sea Spirit Seal got a huge opportunity in the wild secret realm. Now that the injury has healed, the king has returned and will surely lead the younger generation of the Blood God Cult to sweep the world."

"Seventy years ago, Uncle Hai was the number one child prodigy of the Blood God Sect. Today, he is still the number one prodigy of the Blood God Sect."

One of Hai Lingyin's nephews placed a dark blue war flag with the word "海" printed on it on the top of a small hill to represent Hai Lingyin.

Suddenly, the crowd was like a tide, gathering towards the jet black battle flag.

Although Hailingyin 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, thinking that Hai Lingyin will become more determined after experiencing the ups and downs of life, and is likely to surpass the past and become a truly undefeated king.

Wei Longxing and Hai Lingyin were definitely the two protagonists today. They had a huge 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 appeared 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, the powerful are kings, 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, appeared at Zhang Ruochen's left, and 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 on their side.”

Sun Dadi looked a little jealous, glancing at the camps of Wei Longxing and Hai Lingyin from time to time, looking at those goddess-level young beauties with great covetousness.

He bumped Zhang Ruochen with his crimson tail, pointed at a young girl in green from Wei Longxing's camp, and said, "This girl, named Bei Haiying, once competed for the Saint. Even though she was wearing a veil, it is said that she is as beautiful as the Saint." Compared with His Highness, he is also among the best."

Immediately, he pointed to a sexy beauty from the Hailingyin camp and said: "Her name is Ning Xi. She is the most sexy beauty in the Blood God Religion. I have been following her for a long time. Who would have thought of the man she likes?" It’s actually the Sea Spirit Seal.”

Zhang Ruochen was very calm. He was used to Sun Dadi's chatty character and said, "Don't you also have many supporters?"

Sun Dadi grimaced and smiled awkwardly: "Those are all disciples of Kun Zi Tiangong, and most of them are male monks, and there is not even a slightly beautiful female disciple."

Suddenly, Sun Dadi let out a light sigh, as if he had discovered something extraordinary, and exclaimed: "Boss Gu, there is actually a goddess-level beauty in your supporter camp, who is comparable to Bei Haiying and Ning Xi."

Zhang Ruochen naturally also has supporters. They come from Xianminghai. They are all disciples and subordinates of Dharma King Haiming. There are not many in number.

Zhang Ruochen didn't care about the supporters at all and didn't pay attention from beginning to end.

After hearing Sun Dadi's words, he turned around and glanced in the direction of the battle flag with the word "Gu".

I saw a tall and beautiful woman standing under the battle flag.

She was wearing a wide blood-red robe, her skin was quite fair, and her facial features were delicate and exquisite. There were wisps of faint blood mist lingering around her body, forming a hazy beauty.

However, her eyes were quite cold, and when she saw Zhang Ruochen staring at her, there was a warning look in his eyes.

Zhang Ruochen just smiled slightly and looked away without fear of her warning.

"Hey! Where was the elder sister just now?"

Sun Dadi looked towards where Jishui was just now, but saw that she had already left and was nowhere to be found.

"She really has no manners at all. She didn't even say a word to us when she left. Boss Gu, if you become the Son of God, you must discipline her well." Sun Dadi said.

In the camp that supported Zhang Ruochen, the stunning beauty in the blood robe heard a cold light flash in her eyes when she heard Sun Dadi's words.

Zhang Ruochen smiled and said nothing.

At this moment, a burst of commotion came.

"Senior Brother Wei is here. Let's go and greet him." "It is indeed Wei Longxing. He is indeed a peerless hero. The aura exuding from his body is enough to be compared with all the saints."?...

Wei Longxing wore a five-colored holy armor, rode an auspicious cloud, and descended from the sky, causing a great sensation.

Those female disciples who regarded Wei Longxing as their dream lover were all excited and shouted the name of "Wei Longxing" loudly.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Yu, Yan Kongming and other candidates for the Son of God also arrived one after another, causing waves of shocks.

On the contrary, the area around Zhang Ruochen and Sun Dadi seemed quite deserted.

Because they had only entered the Blood God Religion for a short period of time, few people knew them. Even if they were standing in the crowd, few people would recognize them.

Sun Dadi sighed and said: "It's really unfair that a small character like Bai Yu has many supporters and followers."

Bai Yu was indeed a holy body, but Sun Dadi didn't take him seriously at all.

In Sun Dadi's eyes, probably only Hai Lingyin, Wei Longxing, and Zhang Ruochen can be considered as opponents. The other candidates for the Son of God are all minor roles.

The Sea Spirit Seal arrived very late, but even so, it still caused an unprecedented sensation.

Because he arrived with the Saint of the Blood God Sect and walked to the bottom of the Blood God Altar. He looked quite calm and exuded a strong sense of confidence.

"Her Royal Highness the Saint is ultimately optimistic about the Sea Spirit Seal."

"It is very possible that the position of the Son of God has been determined by default, and it must be the Sea Spirit Seal."

The monks of the Blood God Sect were all talking about it, and countless pairs of eyes were fixed on the Sea Spirit Seal and the Saint of the Blood God Sect.

Most of the candidates for the Son of God present had unkind expressions on their faces and were full of fighting spirit, eager to compete with Hai Ling Yin.

As time goes by, it gets closer to noon.

The elders of the Blood God Sect, the ten palace masters of the Cross Palace, and the four guardian Dharma Kings all came in their true forms and landed on the top of the Blood God Altar, exuding powerful and boundless auras.

The saints of the Blood God Religion have reached more than half of them.

Not to mention ordinary disciples, even semi-saints were in awe and did not dare to make any noise.

Beneath the Blood God Altar, 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 sight was 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 vortex.

"Uh-huh."

From the center of the vortex, a powerful and inexplicable aura emanated, falling to the top of the altar and forming 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 returned to his body and became invisible.

"As expected of the leader, with such a powerful cultivation, 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 operated the Thirty-six Formless and Formless Transformations to the extreme without revealing any flaws.

His transformation technique is much more powerful than before. As long as he is careful, 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 time, the sacrifice did not use wild beasts, but human sacrifices. A total of three thousand boys and three thousand 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.