Necropolis Immortal Chapter 91: Take the demon girl down
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The bank of the Xuanhe River.
The dark clouds cover the top, and the cloudy wind seats.
Above Xuanhe, there are turbulent waves, and from the black waves, there are waves of sounds like ghosts crying and howling.
The unknown creatures are constantly ups and downs in the river.
Everyone believes that the ghosts in the river are the ghosts in the tomb beyond the emperor class.
They must be sealed with the power of Xuanhe Great Sacrifice.
Today is the day of the Xuanhe Festival and the most important day in Xuanzhou.
All the county guards, city owners, and giants of all major forces in Xuanzhou also gathered on the banks of the Xuanhe River.
This kind of large-scale sacrificial activity is not just a sacrifice, but also the prayers of all living beings and the wish of all souls to complete the ceremony.
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"Today is the big day of Xuanzhou. The Xuanhe festival held every 100 years is about the life and death of all beings in Xuanzhou."
Before the altar, Feng Li and Lu Yuanhou both wore large robes and looked *serious.
At this moment, Lu Yuanhou's mouth let out a long howling, "But Xuanzhou Mu, as the head of a prefecture, was absent from today's sacrifice. It seems that His Majesty Tiandi’s decision is correct, Lu Yun and other mediocre generations. Not eligible to be the shepherd of Xuanzhou."
Li Youcai's huge body stood beside Lu Yuanhou and Fengli. He stood with his hands down, bowed his head respectfully, not daring to say a word.
"Xuanshui County Guard."
Feng Li looked at Li Youcai and said lightly.
"The next official is here!"
Li Youcai hurriedly responded.
"After today, you will abolish all the seven city lords under your hand. Even the Xuanhe Great Sacrifice dare not be there, and they are not qualified to continue to be the city lord of Xuanzhou."
Feng Li didn’t know the whereabouts of the seven city masters, but since they dared to make mistakes, then Feng Li would not let go of this opportunity, and immediately abolished them, and then took the opportunity to plant two of his people in Xuan. State.
"Yes, yes..."
Li Youcai's face was sweaty, and he hurriedly agreed. At this time, he didn't dare to say a word.
The two special envoys of the emperor are also high above. After Li Youcai woke up, he tried to visit them several times, but was stopped outside the door.
"It's time, let's start."
In Lu Yuanhou's hands, there was an extra sacrifice text.
It is the memorial text of Xuanhe Great Festival, but this memorial text is different from the memorial text in Qing Han's hands.
The sacrificial text in Qing Han's hands is the original text, and this one is a rubbing text.
"Sacrifice begins--"
Li Youcai opened his throat and roared loudly.
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The yin atmosphere between the heaven and the earth is getting heavier and heavier, and the altar behind them is already emitting a strong black light.
On the altar, Wan Feng is still in a coma.
The ninety-nine pairs of virgins who looked less than three or four years old have already awakened. They did not cry or make trouble, sitting on the altar neatly, quietly waiting for the destiny to come.
Obviously, these ninety-nine pairs of virgins are controlled by something.
In the eyes of everyone, the Xuanhe Great Sacrifice is a sacred ritual to save all living beings in Xuanhe, and it is their honor to be the sacrifice of the Xuanhe Great Sacrifice.
If at this time, the ninety-nine pairs of virgins cried on the altar, then this sacred ritual would have changed.
Lu Yuanhou's body levitated gently, and his mouth began to chant the slurred sacrificial text.
The chapters of the sacrificial texts were read from his mouth, and immediately turned into living texts one by one, and merged into the altar.
On the altar, a flame like a wave of water slowly burned.
"Unfortunately, that kid Lu Yun didn't know where he fled. If he sees his beloved maid being worshipped by me, he will definitely be so angry."
Lu Yuanhou thought proudly while singing the sacrificial text.
"Unfortunately, if it weren't for Wu Shugong's stopping, I would definitely send that Lu Yun to the altar and sacrifice to the river god!"
Lu Yuanhou felt a little upset in his heart.
Before this time, Lu Yuanhou received the order to control Lu Yun as much as possible. If he can't control it, he will be beheaded, as long as the whole body of Lu Yun is left.
But for some reason, when Lu Yuanhou was preparing to calculate Lu Yun again, he was blocked by an old monster in the clan.
Lu Yuanhou was defeated twice in Lu Yun's hands. The first time he was beaten by Lu Yun and lost his face, the second time he was scared to show up.
This caused Lu Yuanhou's heart to silt up a resentment, and he couldn't vent it all the time.
Being able to sacrifice Lu Yun's beloved little maid personally now makes Lu Yuanhou feel sick and happy.
At this moment, the water of the entire Xuanhe River is like boiling water, constantly churning.
On the altar, the wave-like flames have wrapped the bodies of Wan Feng and the ninety-nine pairs of virgins, slowly igniting them.
A black rune flashed in the flames, and began to absorb the lives of Wan Feng and the ninety-nine pairs of virgins, and merge their lives into the altar under their feet.
With the reading of the sacrificial text, before the Xuanhe altar, countless Xuanzhou figures also knelt to the ground and worshipped the altar.
The vast and terrifying sacrificial power formed a huge vortex, shrouded within a radius of ten miles.
"Come!"
Suddenly, Feng Li and Lu Yuanhou's spirits were shaken, and they showed a deep joy.
A full and majestic force emerged from the altar and entered their bodies.
This is feedback from the Xuanhe Festival.
"Is this the benefit of the Xuanhe Great Festival?"
"With this power, I can reach the realm of refining the gods and enter the realm of refining the gods!"
Lu Yuanhou was overjoyed. According to his original cultivation speed, it would take at least three years of hard work to cultivate the spirit.
However, the power fed back from this Xuanhe Great Sacrifice allows him to quickly reach the realm of refining God, and there is no sequel, which is more solid than the realm he has cultivated himself.
"The Xuanhe Festival in the future must also be hosted by me!"
Lu Yuanhou and Fengli looked at each other, and they understood each other's intentions.
After tasting the sweetness once, the two of them both have a sense of taste and will not miss future opportunities.
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Boom——
Suddenly, there was a great storm on the turbulent Xuanhe River.
There seems to be an exquisite figure, slowly walking out of the ten thousand waves.
The power that made Feng Li and Lu Yuanhou feel comfortable all over, suddenly disappeared like a tide.
On the altar, the blazing flames also slowly extinguished.
At this moment, the Xuanhe Great Festival was interrupted unexpectedly!
"Where is the monster, dare to destroy the Xuanhe Festival!!"
When Lu Yuanhou saw this, his face suddenly changed, he forcibly stopped the sacrificial text in his mouth and asked loudly.
"Back then, I handed down the sacrificial technique to protect the souls of Xuanzhou. It was a sacrificial dog that stalked a dog. Why do you use the flesh and blood of the creatures as sacrifices today?"
Suddenly, there was a beating in the water of the Xuanhe River.
Then, a girl with blue hair, blue eyes and a blue veil appeared out of the river.
She was naked and bare-footed, standing above Xuanhe, where she was, the turbulent Xuanhe river also returned to calm.
The girl's eyes were cold, looking at the sentient beings on the river bank.
"You are...Xuanhe River God!!"
Suddenly, Li Youcai yelled in horror. He looked at the girl in the river incredulously. Thousands of years ago, when Xuanhe River God appeared, it was like this!
Why did the fallen Xuanhe River God appear today?
"Nonsense! Xuanhe River God is dead! She is clearly a ghost monster born in Xuanhe! Come here, take that demon girl for me!"
Lu Yuanhou is already mad.
For an instant, he was only an inch away from the realm of refining the gods. But now, that power has disappeared without a trace, and the realm of refining the gods close at hand has once again become out of reach.
The Xuanhe Great Sacrifice, the life and death of Xuanzhou creatures, has nothing to do with him, Lu Yuanhou! What Lu Yuanhou wanted was only the benefits brought by the Xuanhe Great Sacrifice to help him break through, nothing more.
"Yes, interrupting the sacrifice, it is a heinous crime! Take down the enchantress!"
Feng Li also recovered, no matter whether this Xuanhe River God is true or not...she must die.
The current immortal world does not need a living god!
There is no need for a **** to be worshipped by all beings!