Yu Mo had never felt this way before, which made him frightened and helpless. Suddenly, he felt that he was so vulnerable.

He gradually guessed that the one who made him urged to surrender was God, that is, the gods.

He was originally disdainful of the gods, but at this moment, his body had changed and it was not something he could control.

God's image in his mind is rising rapidly.

"What's going on?"

He looked pale and racked his brains to figure out the reason.

His eyes were staring at the sky, as if God was in the sky, and he was about to kneel down to the other party.

He was shocked and thought of the scene he saw in the temple of Changheng Mountain. Those devout believers were so pious when facing the stone statues.

Then, they worshiped the stone statues and developed the power of faith.

"The stone statues of the gods in the sea of ​​death once said that humans were created by gods, and their purpose was to reap the power of faith. So how can we be foolproof and make humans sincerely respect and worship the gods?"

Yu Motu's thoughts were filled with a sudden feeling.

He thought of a little sign, but immediately felt like a basin of ice water was poured on his head, and the chill was harsh.

"The gods are very familiar with the human body structure. The black prison is so mysterious that no one has ever explored clearly. What was the purpose of the gods creating the black prison? If it was not of any use, why do you have to do it in one go?"

"The black prison must have a great effect, but humans don't know it. Perhaps, the black prison is related to the original intention of the gods to create humanity."

"The original intention of the gods was to make the power of faith. Naturally, the black prison was directly related to the power of faith. This is like a backdoor in the program, which sets a backdoor in the human body."

Yu Mo pulled out the thread and used his own experience to sort out some signs, which was really shocked.

His brows gradually frowned, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was such a possibility, because the feeling he had now was the most direct proof.

"If the emperor sacrificed the heavens before, once the gods appeared, naturally, the feeling of lurking in the black prison of humans would arise naturally. There would be no need for the gods to do anything. People in the world would worship the gods, and the power of faith would continue to flow."

Yu Mo was shocked and secretly praised: "The gods are good methods."

Now the gods are missing. Although he has this feeling, he has not appeared, and the power of faith will not be produced.

But this does not mean that Yu Mo has survived the crisis.

Instead, his situation changed drastically.

That feeling has been lingering, and the awe and worship of the gods in his heart are growing little by little. If another gods appear in the future, he will not dare to raise the blood blade at all, but will worship directly.

This is the biggest crisis.

He had no way to fight against the gods.

"Tang Zheng is also a human being. How did he do it against the gods? Could it be that he has a way to resist the innate feeling in the black prison?"

Yu Mo couldn't guess.

When the others saw Yu Mo's petrification, they looked at the sky with a look of surprise and whispered.

Fenghuang and others looked at each other, worried in their hearts, and quickly winked at Taoist Master Qian.

He is closest to Yu Mo, and only he has the hope to figure out the reason and prevent Yu Mo from ruining his business.

Master Qian was in distress and looked at Yu Mo angrily, and called out in a low voice: "Sect Master, stop playing, if this continues, something will happen, something big will happen."

Yu Mo was indifferent.

The lord roadmaster wished he could vomit blood.

The situation became a bit subtle, like a constantly inflatable balloon, which seemed to explode at any time, with unimaginable consequences.

Taoist Master Gan was wise in a hurry and could not let it go. Otherwise, more and more people would see the clues, and the play would be ruined.

His face sternly, and then the tribute just now continued.

He was completely on the spot, and now he wrote a speech, organized the language, and recited the sacrificial text.

Everyone's eyes widened.

This is OK?

But no one dared to interrupt him.

Phoenix and others breathed a sigh of relief for a while, but they started to talk about it whisper, but in the end they didn't discuss it.

Yu Mo turned a blind eye to the matter outside the window. He was in a state of turmoil and had no time to take care of other things.

He watched helplessly as the feeling became stronger and stronger, deeper and deeper, implanted into his body and mind.

Sudden!

The little tree of robbery in the sea of ​​qi moved, and the branches and leaves swayed constantly, as if they were stimulated, and a stream of robbery was stirred up.

Boom boom boom boom!

The power of the catastrophe began to wander along the path of the catastrophe art. After a cycle of heaven, the feeling that had just grown was a little weaker.

"What's going on?"

Yu Mo was shocked.

He has been practicing the Tribulation God Art for a long time, and he also knows that the Tribulation God Art is not simple, but he never thought that it would have such a miraculous effect.

The power of the Tribulation combined with the Tribulation God Art can actually resist that feeling.

"What a godly person who created the God of Tribulation Art, it actually had this unexpected effect." Yu Mo felt a lot of emotion, but another thought came out, which scared him.

"The Tribulation God Art has always been mysterious. No one can practice it. Only if I possess the power of the nine-generation tribulation can I practice the Tribulation God Art. What if the real function of the Tribulation God Art is to fight against the feeling in the black prison?"

Old friends worship the gods, but some people created the technique of "The Tribulation God Art", which is a great rebellion.

Yu Mo was shocked. What did that man think? He dared to take the blame for the world.

However, Yu Mo was deeply impressed.

"Senior, no matter what purpose you are for, if the Tribulation God Art is passed into my hands, I will never insult it. Since Tribulation Power and Tribulation God Art work together to suppress that feeling, let's make Tribulation Power more violent."

Yu Mo roared secretly, and the Phoenix activates the magic trick of the catastrophe, and the catastrophe power runs in the meridians.

One Zhoutian, two Zhoutian, three Zhoutian...

The power of the catastrophe continued and ran one after another in Yumo's meridian. The feeling was as if he had met an opponent and was gradually suppressed, like a defeated general, retreating to the black prison bit by bit.

Yu Mo wanted to take advantage of the victory and completely eliminate this feeling.

However, the other party seemed to know Yu Mo's thoughts, quickly retreated, disappeared from the black prison, and never dared to show up again.

Yu Mo did not breathe a sigh of relief because the danger was not lifted.

I don’t know when that feeling will pop up again. If there is a god in front of me, in that moment, I will die without resistance.
Chapter completed!