"boom!"

Above the entire ancient cauldron, the magic mist changes, and the infinite magic mist around it seems to have turned into two extremely huge magic dragons. The two magic dragons are intertwined with each other, connected end to end, like a ring, enveloping Wang Feng and the two

The bones are tightly guarded within it.

"Buzz!"

Wisps of demonic energy rose up and spread on the sacrificial platform. In the blink of an eye, these wisps of demonic aura condensed into a tall figure standing on the sacrificial platform.

However, neither Wang Feng nor the people from the Litian tribe noticed this tall figure.

A gaze, as if spanning time and space, was projected from the figure and fell on Wang Feng. After staring at it for a long time, the gaze completely disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the tall figure started to move, and its huge virtual hands violently waved.

When he waved, all the people of the Litian tribe present trembled. From their bodies, a little golden light seemed to spread out, being pulled and condensed by the tall figure.

If someone in the Hongmeng Divine Realm is here, they will find that the golden light that diffuses from the people of the Litian tribe is the power of faith!

As if they were afraid that the people of the Litian tribe could not bear it, wisps of demonic energy overflowed from the ancient tripod and blended into the bodies of the people of the Litian tribe, nourishing their bodies and souls.

Such a tall body extracting a large amount of the power of faith is a huge harm to his believers. Under normal circumstances, a strong man in the Hongmeng Divine Realm will never easily extract the power of faith from his believers.

Without power, they are undoubtedly destroying their own foundation. The best time to harvest is only when they naturally spread the power of faith.
Chapter completed!