We agreed to practice martial arts, why the hell can you explode stars with one punch?

"Okay, Master."

During the exchange.

The two had already passed through the "Palace Road", avoided several warrior guards who were on duty, and came to the front hall.

Night, scorching sun, light.

On these three roads, there were devout believers kneeling, bowing, taking a step, and then kneeling, bowing, and taking a step.

The speed can be said to be extremely slow.

It seems that such actions.

can show their devout faith.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

These believers were all dressed in luxurious clothes. Obviously, they were all elites in the upper city, or even descendants of nobles.

On their bodies, they all exuded a strange and bizarre aura.

This aura...

gave Qin Feng the feeling of the power of faith.

But.

The normal power of faith is like the hazy gray fog. Although it is not clear, it is also clean.

However, at this moment, the power of faith in these goddess believers was like thick, sticky black smoke, emanating from their bodies, outlining a human face in the void.

These human faces were twisted, depraved, unwilling, struggling, angry...

But.

Still turned into the power of faith.

They went deep into the three paths of darkness, scorching sun, and light, representing the three goddesses.

"So that's how it is. These goddess believers, although called believers, are actually equivalent to "faith carriers". They carry the faith that they have taken from others by trickery and then dedicated to the three goddesses."

Qin Feng was thoughtful.

The power of faith.

It is quite important for gods.

After all, it is one of the three elements of the power of gods.

Although Canglang City is not a small city, it is obviously not enough to rely on the faith of a city to support three goddesses.

So.

The three goddesses will definitely find a way to gain more faith.

"It seems that the way the three goddesses get more faith is two words: plunder."

"So the faith of these people is like black smoke and full of resentment."

This kind of faith is definitely not easy to digest.

However, the Goddess Church did so.

Obviously, there are corresponding ways to digest these faiths filled with curses and resentment.

"I don't know where the Goddess Church plundered these faiths from..."

Qin Feng's mind moved.

Swish!

A faint spiritual power entangled one of the bright and beautiful believers.

This is a middle-aged man with two delicate mustaches on his lips, wearing loose noble robes and a gentleman-like silk hat. He doesn't look like a local of Canglang City, but like he came from other places.

Qin Feng glanced at him slightly.

The spirituality entangled in his body.

Transformed into a faint shadow and sank into his eyebrows.

Then.

Together with Haozi, they quietly passed through the passage and the Mispersion Hall behind them, and came to the outer periphery of the main hall, which is the core of the entire Goddess Church.

"Master, that is the direction of the Punishment Hall."

Haozi's figure appeared in the shadows and pointed not far away.

Qin Feng also walked out of the shadows.

In the Punishment Hall, in the side hall group on the left side of the main hall.

Compared with the other side halls.

The entire Punishment Hall exudes an extremely obvious gloomy and cold atmosphere, and the overall style presents a dark and cold tone, giving people a chilling feeling.

Around the Punishment Hall, there are a large number of warrior deacons stationed.

Led by.

Even a goddess church leader with the strength of a Yaojiang warrior.

The other party just stood there.

The aura and pressure on his body are extremely oppressive, as if a giant blade hanging above his head, sharp and awe-inspiring, as if it can cut people in half anytime and anywhere.

Haozi just took a look.

He couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Coming to the main hall of the Goddess Church, Yaojiang warriors can be seen within a few steps, and Xinghui warriors are nothing.

And he, Haozi...

is just an ordinary warrior.

How can he withstand such great pressure?

"Master, I..."

Haozi was about to say something.

But he saw Qin Feng patting his shoulder and smiled:

"Haozi, next, it's your turn."