Chapter 131 I Want You to Worship Me

Hearing the majestic voice, An Bulang couldn't help but look at the statue behind him.

The statue of King Bai suddenly burst out with extremely dazzling brilliance, illuminating the entire tomb.

"Give you another chance to choose again, come worship me!"

The majestic voice once again echoed in the tomb.

The corner of An Bulang's mouth couldn't help twitching, he turned around and clenched his fists, and slammed down on the treasure gate again!

boom! !

There was another violent tremor in the tomb.

The material of the door is terribly hard, and it still hasn't been hammered open.

"Bold!"

A majestic reprimand came.

The ground began to shake.

The colorful pictures on the wall erupted with strange light.

On the ground, a large white formation rose up, and the huge and terrifying gravity covered the young man's body, making him feel that his body was as heavy as pressing down on a mountain, and his muscles and bones made the sound of being overwhelmed. Not only that, chains glowing with spiritual light suddenly shot out from the ground, trying to wrap the boy around.

"Interesting, the formation is hidden so deep." An Bulang immediately used his body to dodge, looking at the large formation on the ground with his eyes, trying to find the flaws in the formation.

At this time, several fierce beasts that were fighting against the White King on the colorful screen on the wall suddenly jumped out of the screen, including a giant white phosphorous python, a six-clawed ghost roc, and a rotting corpse with a thousand-eyed round monster...

The terrifying beast power stirred the tomb, and the howls of the ferocious beasts were particularly ear-piercing. One by one, they either opened their mouths wide, or stretched out their sharp claws, and attacked An Bulang!

"Interesting, it's actually a combination formation, with the ground as the trapping formation, and the painting as the killing formation. The two formations blend together and complement each other, just like one..." An Bulang commented with a smile while avoiding the attack of the beast, carrying the gravity. "It seems that the owner of the cemetery is not bad at formations, no wonder he can make a single gate as the gate of formations..."

The thousand eyes of the carrion thousand-eyed round monster suddenly shot out, and the blood mist sprayed, and the round eyeballs were connected with a highly poisonous meat thread, winding towards An Bulang like a poisonous snake.

An Bulang was startled by this exaggerated and disgusting scene.

Liuli eyes and pupils are supernatural powers, Fen Kong!

The golden flame burned the void, and all the eyeballs of the incoming attack were burned to ashes, and the flames also spread along the flesh lines of the eyeballs, all the way to the carrion thousand-eyed round monster.

"Aw..." The round monster was burned by the strange flame, screamed and struggled, and soon dissipated into a streak of ink.

"The most feared thing in painting formations is flames. My Liuli Yanghuo level is not low, and I can break through this painting formation perfectly!" An Bulang's pupils were as bright as the sun, and he continued to sweep towards the other beasts. , all the ferocious beasts were burned by the flames.

One by one, the ferocious beasts screamed and were burned into liquid.

On the wall, there were still many ferocious beasts that wanted to show their heads. They took a look at the fire in the tomb, and retreated silently.

An Bulang also wanted to direct Liuli Yanghuo to the wall.

As a result, the voice seemed anxious.

"stop!"

The space in the tomb was enveloped by a terrifying force.

That power is like an invisible wind, instantly sweeping away the glazed sunfire that can burn even the air.

An Bulang's body was actually suppressed by that force the next moment!

That power not only suppresses the physical body, but also suppresses the soul and consciousness.

Soul power? !

An Bulang was startled, and wanted to break free, but his body was acted upon by an invisible force, as if invisible hands were acting on every inch of his skin, controlling his body.

This level of soul control is difficult even for the old-fashioned Divine Sea Realm!

An Bulang finally panicked, and immediately put away the glazed yang pupil, released his own perception to the maximum, and said loudly: "OK, OK, I'm stopping, I'm stopping now!"

The statue in the center of the tomb is still shining brightly.

A voice came from nowhere: "Please!"

An Bulang: "..."

Is this person crazy, why is he so obsessed with kneeling?

It's obviously a dead person, so what's the point of doing this thing? !

etc!

An Bulang's heart trembled suddenly.

What if... the owner of the statue in front of him is not dead?

Once this idea arises, it is difficult to suppress it.

If the owner of the statue is not dead, then those who enter the cemetery will have countless effects to bow down to the owner of the statue...

For example, collecting willpower.

More ruthlessly, once kneeling down, the owner of the statue can more easily enforce certain contracts, such as slave contracts, sacrifice contracts, and refining contracts...

Thinking of this, An Bulang's expression became serious.

"Who is the senior?"

"Why are you pretending to be a ghost here?!"

An Bulang's words echoed in the tomb, but no one responded.

"Please!!" The majestic and solemn voice became a little stronger.

An Bulang: "..."

Suddenly, that terrifying power of the soul descended on An Bulang again.

An Bulang's body moved by itself.

He wants to resist that power, but the power is everywhere and extremely powerful. He wants to resist, but he can't resist at all. Even if the other party wants him to stab himself with a knife, he can't do anything...

This is truly involuntary.

Become a fish to be slaughtered!

"Damn it..." An Bulang's Shenshu acupoint and Shenxuan acupoint were opened at the same time, and his aura was soaring, his whole body trembled violently, trying to break free from that divine soul power, but the divine soul power suddenly soared again!

An Bulang's body was fixed again!

His heart was full of sadness. He never expected that such a strange thing existed in such an ordinary tomb.

In this way, he was controlled by the power of the soul, and he walked in front of the white statue step by step.

The statue is lifeless, which An Bulang is sure of. It is an object left here by the owner of the cemetery and wants to pick it up to do something.

At some point, three burning incense sticks slowly appeared from the stele.

"this……"

An Bulang was taken aback for a moment.

Is this changing from kneeling to offering incense?

What kind of operation is this?

Do statues like being burnt so much?

However, if it is incense, it is moving closer to the direction of vows and merits. The stronger and better the existence that burns incense for it, the stronger its vows and merits will be. This is generally something that ghosts and gods who have no physical body like to ask for.

Knowing the other party's purpose, An Bulang's fear became much less.

Forcing him to worship like this, in fact, the harvested vows and merits will be greatly reduced, but the statue obviously doesn't care about these, just want him to worship!

An Bulang was controlled by the mysterious power of the soul, and slowly picked up the three incense sticks on the stone tablet. Another force came from his waist, forcing him to attach himself, and a force came from his head, making him bow his head!

It's too powerful to stop.

Although he has been resisting, An Bulang can only slowly lower his body. When his body is half attached, a force in the dark begins to fall on the statue...

The power seemed so strong and pure that the statue trembled with excitement.

This is only half of the obeisance, not even the prelude, the arousing power of vows and merits are so strong and powerful, if you really do obeisance, what kind of shocking blessing will it be?

"Ah...!" The statue groaned softly.

It was very majestic before, and this is the first time it has made such a sound.

An Bulang's body was still pressed down by a divine power.

But suddenly, there was a roaring and cracking sound from nowhere.

The great terror came suddenly at this moment.

"Ahhhhhh...!" The scream of the statue was so intense that it seemed to pierce the eardrums, as if it was suffering great pain. Its white jade-like surface was subjected to some kind of terrifying power, and countless waves began to appear. crack.

The mysterious spirit power that enveloped An Bulang's body disappeared.

An Bulang was stunned for a moment, and when he saw the miserable appearance of the statue, he seemed to realize something.

Not everyone is qualified to accept his worship...

An Bulang, who had regained his freedom, looked at the battered statue and didn't want to escape.

He has a bold idea.

An Bulang smiled, clenched the three sticks of incense that were emitting wisps of white smoke with both hands, and continued to bend downwards, with his head buried low...

Don't you want to worship?

Then I will grant your wish!

"No...no...don't..." the statue screamed in horror.

An Bulang became even more excited when he heard this, and his body didn't stop!

The great terror has come down in its entirety.

"boom!!!"

There was a loud noise.

The white statue exploded on the spot! !

An Bulang could even perceive that a soul force was directly beaten to ashes.

"This power..."

"Isn't it too hanging?"

An Bulang looked at the white debris on the ground and was shocked.

He knew that he had a deep connection with immortality, and ordinary ghosts couldn't help but worship him, but he never thought that if he really wanted to worship, the other party would be wiped out...

An Bulang had a flash of inspiration.

In the future, if you encounter ghosts and gods that you can't deal with, wouldn't it be enough to worship them?

No, if the opponent is strong enough to withstand my bow, how strong will the opponent become after the bow?

"Boom boom boom boom!"

The sudden explosion of the five doors startled An Bulang and disrupted his thoughts.

"Hold the grass, didn't this door open slowly, but exploded?" An Bulang looked at the five doors in different passages in front of him, looked at the broken door panels, and the corner of his mouth twitched a few more times.

He suddenly set his sights on the exploded statue again.

There was a slight power fluctuation there, which caught his attention.

An Bulang walked forward, pushed aside a large pile of gravel, and saw a deep red bead spinning quietly in the center of the gravel.

An Bulang picked up the bead, and it was extremely cold in his hands. At first glance, it seemed nothing special. When he felt it carefully, he found that it contained extremely strong merit and vow power!

I don't know how many prayers of living beings have been collected to form such a bead.

"This is a treasure..." An Bulang was excited.

He could see the words written on the gate clearly and plainly. There are many treasures in the cemetery, so go get them if you can!

An Bulang put the beads into the ring, and in a blink of an eye, he looked at the five passages whose gates had been blown up, and smiled kindly.

This is what you said.

Go get it if you can...

I am not a wave, so you are welcome!