Everyone turns to the path of immortality.

The barbarians on the endless grassland also gradually changed their path of immortal cultivation and became another country of immortal cultivation, and their status was not affected.

Wouldn't it be beautiful?

Everyone is a talented four-blooded barbarian cultivator with a high status.

It is hard for each other to convince each other.

Moreover, the fall of the Fire God led to the elders of the temple who could have been reconciled. At this moment, in front of the strongest combat power of these barbarians, they had no say at all. They could only wait quietly and witness the future fate of the barbarians.

As the smell of gunpowder became heavier and heavier among the crowd.

A creaking sound.

Without everyone's notice, the heavy 10,000-jin gate of the temple was pushed open from outside.

For a moment.

The people who were quarreling fiercely stopped their voices and at the same time they turned their astonished eyes to the door, wanting to know which brave man they dared to disturb them at this time.

The person who came turned his back to the sunset.

The long slanted shadow spread on the ground of the temple forged by precious spiritual materials, giving everyone a huge sense of oppression.

"This is..."

An extremely old four-blooded barbarian cultivator sensed the compression and trembling from the depths of his bloodline. His pupils shrank, and his thick body began to tremble.

The rest of the people were not stupid either.

Their eyes were all staring at the strange face in a daze, and they couldn't believe their guesses.

Only the original Great Elder of the Temple looked at the visitor and said tremblingly, "Is it you, the great flame god?"

"Afu, it's me, but I'm no longer a god. I've promised you to become a war spirit in the Kingdom of God, and I'm afraid I'll lose my words."

Yan smiled and walked slowly towards everyone as he stepped on the afterglow of the sunset projecting in.

The four-blooded barbarian cultivators who were in charge of the life and death of billions of races subconsciously separated from both sides, but still did not come back from the shock. They watched him walk under the original statue of the god and slowly sat down.

The Great Elder of the Temple also came back to his sense of definite news.

He flashed, appeared under Yan, knelt on the ground, crying in tears: "Great Yan God, your light is dim, let us think you..."

Yan looked down at the crowd of four-blooded barbarians under the stage.

In these people's eyes, there were some surprises and excitement, but more were silent, far less excited than the great elder of the temple.

A trace of joke flashed in Yan's eyes, and he gently stroked his palm, lifted the kneeling elder of the temple and said softly: "I have indeed fallen, but I have also been born again. From today on, there will be no more Fire God, only the Five-Year Barbarian Cultivator, Yan!"

The words fell.

Boom ~

Endless pressure descended from the void and suppressed hundreds of barbarian cultivators who were comparable to the Nascent Soul.

One by one, the high-ranking barbarian cultivators had no power of resistance, so they were pressed to crawl under Yan's feet, unable to move, and life and death were controlled by others.

It is originally a descendant of the bloodline radiated by the light of God.

For the source of blood in front of you.

Unable to transform into a god.

No matter how many of them are, they do not even have room for resistance.

Now, everyone finally believed that the handsome young man in front of him was the real Fire God!

He has been deified by man!

Even if there are suspicious people, they still have doubts in their hearts, but they dare not emerge again in the face of absolute strength, and turned into surrender.

Seeing that everyone surrendered, Yan took back his pressure and nodded: "Okay, let's go back. With me, the endless grassland will not be messed up, everything will be as usual!"

After saying that, he turned around, no longer cared about everyone, and looked at the statue of his god who had lost his charm.

The experience of seeing your own statue is quite interesting.

Seeing this.

Majestic figures left the temple as if they were escaping.

Finally, in the temple, except for Yan and the Great Elder of the Temple who served at the bottom of him, there were only a few old four-blooded barbarian cultivators.

They still lowered their heads and were unwilling to leave.

Seeing that Yan was still looking at his statue, the Great Elder of the Temple stepped forward and whispered: "Why are you still here to disturb the great Yan God's rest!"

The leading old man said helplessly: "Great Elder, we are not willing to disturb the great God, but now God has lost his glory and cannot radiate the tribes. This means that the new generation of our tribe will continue to go through blood, and it will become more and more difficult. There must be a way to solve this problem."

These few people have few lives.

So even if I am afraid, in order for my bloodline to continue to reproduce safely, I can only risk offending the unknown Yan, hoping to get an answer.

The Great Elder of the Temple sighed.

There is also a huge family behind him, who understands the people in front of him, but this does not mean that only a few people can be allowed to disturb the great god!

The reappearance of the fire gave the great elder the greatest confidence.

He stretched out his palm and was about to expel several people.

Yan's voice came from the top of his head: "Don't worry, wait with peace of mind. When the time comes, you will know the path I have chosen for you."

His backs were turned to everyone and his temperament was calm.

Hearing this, the few people did not dare to stay. After saluting respectfully, they left.

With everyone leaving.

The Great Elder of the Temple walked carefully to Yan, who had become extremely handsome, and said respectfully: "Great God, is this what you looked like when you were a mortal? I immediately ordered to change all the statues of God to what you are now."

Although I don’t know why the great Flame God changed his appearance after he turned into a human body.

But that's not what he should care about.

As a servant of God.

He only needs to maintain the great Fire God, in the majesty and sacredness of the barbarians!

After hearing his words, Yan laughed and waved his hand: "No need, there is no God's Kingdom, faith is meaningless to me. Ah Fu, you leave too, I want to be alone here for peace."

The Great Elder of the Temple saluted respectfully and left the hall in an instant.

The open temple gate slowly closed.

Once a person leaves, he is empty.

Yan, who was originally holding his posture, leaned directly under his statue, and his rosy face turned pale.

He quickly stretched out his palm and pressed it on the statue of the god.

A faint light emerged.

Outside the temple, the great elder of the temple waiting at the door, sensed the familiar aura of light inside, and his face was extremely excited.

The glory of God.

The great flame god really did not fall!

As for Yan's mouth, if he will be in human form in the future, he will automatically block it.

God is God!

How could you want to be a human being?

It must be the God of Flame. If you want to experience the novelty of being a human, you will have such a ridiculous move and take the initiative to restrain all your glory...

The Great Elder is working on his mind.

The flame in the temple looked at his strange face in the light, but smiled bitterly.

Never expected it.

In the end, this descendant's body became his last life-saving straw.

Since I have been reborn in my bloodline.

The Dead Soul Tree seized by the Emperor should be reborn!

Sudden.

Yan seemed to sense something, looking in the direction of Da Gan, astonishment and anger appeared on his handsome face!
Chapter completed!