Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

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too long.

The time is too long. These shamans have to maintain the crowning ceremony, and every second is a kind of torture for them.

I saw that the arms of these shamans crowning Zhao Ke had begun to tremble involuntarily.

It seems that in just a few breaths, he has aged for several years, and is continuing to age.

too long.

When everyone was ecstatic, they were all worried about whether these aged shamans could continue to hold on.

Even the great shaman himself was extremely worried.

According to the rules, they can take the initiative to cancel the coronation ceremony at this time.

Shamanism is primitive, but not bloody.

The tribute they sacrificed to nature is also the fruit produced in nature.

The term human sacrifice has never existed in Shamanism.

So stop at this time, no one will blame them.

However, although the bodies of these shamans are failing, their eyes are brighter and brighter.

How many years!

Their shamanism has been silent for too long.

The long history has made people outside almost forget their attachment and love for shamanism.

Even if today's Mongolia has dominated the world and occupied an unprecedented vast land, it can be regarded as the original belief, but it has been abandoned like chaff.

Shamanism is now even more precarious.

Once Buddhism flourishes, it is destined to become the mainstream of the world. At that time, Shamanism will be completely excluded, and they don't need to care about those offerings.

But a lot of money must be needed to continue to rush work for the temple in Changbai Mountain.

A large number of successors are needed to guard the temple for them until the arrival of the saint.

After realizing the extraordinary power of Zhao Ke, these shamans who were extremely dissatisfied with Zhao Ke seemed to see hope at once.

It seems that he finally understood the great shaman's painstaking efforts.

It was this persistence that made none of them stop the crowning ceremony. Even if they burned their last life at this moment, the crowning ceremony must be completely completed.

They need a powerful shaman too much.

Shamanism also needs powerful guardians to sit in town.

As time passed, the body of the shaman holding the flame turned into a torch with a bang, and his whole body was engulfed by the flames.

The shaman holding the leaf on the left has his flesh and blood cracked, and his skin and muscles are gradually rotting away.

But no one chose to let go, even when they burned themselves to the last moment, those palms were still held high above Zhao Ke's head.

For these shamans' obsession, in Zhao Min's view, it is a bit unbelievable. After all, life is gone and nothing is left.

But for other shamans, this is an honor that they can't even ask for.

At this time, Zhao Ke dragged the iron lock on his chest with both hands, and pulled it out of his heart bit by bit.

Every time he pulled out a little bit, Zhao Ke felt that his body was being torn apart in pain.

But every time he pulled out a little bit, Zhao Ke felt that his body became much lighter, as if some shackles that restricted him were untied.

Break free!Is this it? ?

Zhao Ke remembered very clearly that Ji Wusui once said that only by breaking free from the shackles on his body can he be qualified to find her.

Right now this is his shackles.

When Zhao Ke tried to pull the last iron lock out of his heart.

【Ding!You are engaging in unknown behavior, please stop...]

【Ding!You are engaging in unknown behavior, please stop...]

【Ding!You are doing...]

The continuous sound of reminders was even more urgent than the last time he devoured the Four Elephant Orb.

But Zhao Ke didn't care about anything at this time, if the punishment from heaven came, he would hide in the metropolis at worst.

Zhao Ke didn't believe it, he could only hack a few monks to death, what else could he do to himself.

The fearless Zhao Ke scolded impatiently: "You are a big-headed ghost, I have my own body, and it is not your turn to talk nonsense."

While Zhao Ke was speaking, he pulled it hard.

Suddenly, in front of my chest, a majestic force surged out, trying to swallow Zhao Ke like a vast ocean.

Chapter 1150 Crowned King

Such vigorous power is like a rolling river, torrenting endlessly.

In the end, it continuously gathered into Zhao Ke's body.

It seems that this is Zhao Ke's power originally, something that belongs to him, but it has been restricted by some kind of power all the time, unable to unlock the lock, he can only borrow it, but it does not belong to him.

Until this time, this power will completely belong to him.

With the influx of surging power, Zhao Ke was able to understand.

In this vast ocean of energy, it is more like a fish like a sea, a peng soaring into the sky. From then on, the sky will bring you the freedom to soar and spread your wings, and nothing can restrain you anymore.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

It's just that this feeling disappeared quickly with the trembling sound of the iron lock.

The four chains bound to his body made harsh buzzing sounds.

The source of the originally surging energy seemed to be cut off at once, and Zhao Ke suddenly woke up from the source of this burst of power.

"Four more!"