Zhu Ronglie, Bai Yutian and Cang Yujie raised the feather arrow in their hands, but the small feather arrow was heavier than a mountain in their hands at this time.

None of the three wanted to see a word written on the tip of the arrow in their hand, which meant that the saint of their tribe had to sacrifice their lives.

Zhu Ronglie's face was calm, but his heart was extremely entangled, "Red Feather Goose's father and mother lost their lives in a tribal war. Her father, Zhu Rongzhuo, was one of my own nephews, and I always treated her as my granddaughter. Now, did I make a mistake in cultivating her to be the holy daughter of the Akabane tribe?"

Bai Yutian clenched the feather arrow in her hand, a cold air drilled out of her palm, and a layer of white frost formed on the surface of the feather arrow, she was afraid that she would lose something if she couldn't hold the feather arrow, "Ten years ago, the tribal saint Bai Yulan, that is, Bai Yujing's sister, was forced to sacrifice her life on this Fengshen platform, which was an eternal pain in my heart. Now Bai Yujing is facing the life and death catastrophe of sacrifice again, I hope that the feather arrow paper stick in my hand is not written a word. ”

Cang Yujie's arm holding the feather arrow high trembled unconsciously, he had always been calm, but at this moment, he actually felt panicked and powerless, "The relatively weak Cangyu tribe can be among the three major tribes of the Flying Feather Alliance, and I don't know how many warriors' lives have been spelled out. Cang Yuran is a strong child, and he is also a warrior in the Cangyu tribe. ”

The three holy women on the altar in the center of the Fengshen Terrace were already exhausted, they had just escaped from the brink of collapse of their bodies, and they had entered the catastrophe of life and death in the lottery link.

"Will I be the first person to sacrifice my life? If so, my Red Feather Goose must be the most splendid fireworks on Hayama. I am the pride of the Akabane tribe, I am the same as my deceased parents, I am the fearless warrior of the Akabane tribe, I am not afraid of death!" the Akabane Holy Maiden Akabane Goose whispered to herself, as if to cheer herself up, and there was an uncontrollable wetness in her eyes.

"If you fail to summon the wind god, you need the saint to sacrifice her life, which is the rule of the blessing ceremony and the fate of the saint. I've come this way, and without the help of my brother and tribal patriarch, I wouldn't even be qualified to stand on the Fengshen platform. And then only I can take it myself, and I can't rely on anyone anymore. But I really can't bear to ......" Cang Yuran looked at her brother Cang Yuzhi, speechless with tears.

Cang Yuzhi looked at his sister Cang Yuran's appearance, and a storm exploded in his heart, it was family affection that was stirring, and the pain was extreme.

And at this moment, he didn't know how to comfort his sister, so he could only pray silently in his heart.

At that moment, Cang Yu Zhi wanted to resist, he wanted to change his sister's fate, but as a Cang Yu tribe, he couldn't do anything. Rebellion during a blessing ceremony is a felony and is punishable by being killed on the spot. He didn't have the ability to challenge the entire Flying Feather Alliance alone. He longed to sacrifice his life in his sister's place.

"If only I could be stronger! At this moment, there will be no powerlessness. Cang Yuzhi blamed himself in his heart.

"Ten years ago, my sister Bai Yulan sacrificed her life here. Bai Yujing's eyes were moist, and she looked at the sky in a daze, as if she saw the shadow of her sister who had gone away.

The scene fell silent.

There is no sound under the Fengshen stage, and there is no sound on the Fengshen stage.

The wind is silent, and neither are the people.

"Let's open the paper sticks on the feathered arrows in each of our hands. The corners of Zhu Ronglie's mouth trembled a little.

The paper stick opens, and the three people will spread out their palms and put them together. The handwriting on the three pieces of paper is presented to the eyes of the three people.

The paper stick in Zhu Ronglie's hand had two words written on it, and his frowning brows loosened slightly, and said, "It's two."

The paper stick in Cang Yujie's hand said three, and he wiped the sweat on his forehead with his hand, and said, "Mine is three." ”

Bai Yutian saw the word on the paper stick in his hand, like a sharp sword stuck in his heart, his brain was dizzy, his eyes were ghosted, and he was speechless for a while.

Zhu Ronglie said: "Bai Yutian, are you okay?"

Slowing down, Bai Yutian forcibly suppressed his heart

The waves, the face is resolute, and a few words come out of the teeth: "Mine is one." ”

As a woman, Bai Yutian, who never loses to a man, tears rolled in her eyes.

Bai Yutian turned to look at Bai Yujing on the altar, his eyes were full of apologies, and he blamed himself loudly in his heart: "Jing, the master is sorry for you." ”

Zhu Ronglie announced loudly: "The order of the saint's sacrifice is the first white feather saintess, the second red feather saintess, and the third blue feather saintess. ”

Bai Yujing was the first to hear her name and looked at Bai Yutian.

The master and apprentice looked at each other and were speechless.

"I have always wanted to be a woman like Master Shizun, who will not bow to anyone and any difficulties. ”

Bai Yujing's gaze looked at the flying totem banner of the White Feather Tribe.

"The tribal totem, the Bailuan Divine Bird, it comes from the sky, and its return should also be in the sky. ”

Bai Yujing's mood became calm, and she walked straight to the center of the altar, dressed in white hanging like a flower.

She looked up at the sky, with tears in her eyes, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and muttered, "Sister may be waiting for me on the other side of the sky." ”

Bai Yujing raised his left hand, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his palm, and there was an extra piece of white feathers of a certain length of feet, the feathers were slender and light, which was actually a sword that could kill.

Bai Yujing held the white feather sword across her neck.

On the altar, the red feather goose and the cangyu rain not far away looked at Bai Yujing in a daze, empathizing.

If Bai Yujing still fails to summon the wind god after sacrificing his life, the next two people to sacrifice his life are Red Feather Goose and Cang Yuran.

Great Wizard Zhu Ronglie exhaled a rough breath and said loudly: "The holy maiden sacrifices, the will of the feather god, everyone kneels and worships." ”

When the words fell, Zhu Ronglie took the lead and knelt down on one knee in the direction of the center of the altar.

In an uproar, the crowd under the altar knelt down, but one person in the crowd was still standing straight.

The man was originally standing under the totemic banner of the White Feather Tribe. He walked out, ripped off the white cloak behind him, and was a handsome young man.

The young man was dressed in green, like an unyielding green pine on the top of the mountain.

Without him, it was Xu Yang.

"I'm against it!"

Xu Yang threw three words out of his mouth.

His voice was blessed with soul power, the words were sonorous, rolling like thunder, the entire Fengshentai buzzed, and the eardrums of everyone present hurt.

"Who is this man?"

"He's not from the Flying Feather Alliance?"

"It's a foreigner, and he has a silver soul ring on his arm. ”

"He actually trespassed on the Wind God Terrace. ”

"What does he want to do?"

"He just said no. ”

"This is contempt for the feather god, and it is a great disrespect. ”

"Kill him. ”

"Kill him. ”

"Kill him. ”

......

Under the stage of Fengshen, the shouting and killing sound were connected into a piece.

This scene has never appeared in the entire history of the Flying Feather Alliance's Wind God Terrace to pray for blessings.

That is to rebel against the will of the gods, against the will of the feather gods and the wind gods on high.

And at this moment, Xu Yang's body turned into a golden thunder and slashed through the void, just a flash, and he stood on the Fengshen platform.

He looked at Bai Yujing and said clearly, "Bai Yujing, you can't sacrifice your own life. Because, I, Xu Yang, Xu Xiaoxian is not allowed. ”

Before the words fell, Xu Yang's right hand quickly reached out, and a green sandalwood leaf-shaped curse mark in the palm of his hand lit up, pale gold color, holy air.

This Qingtan spell mark was exactly the same as the one that Xu Yang had imprinted on the palm of Bai Yujing's left hand before.

The Qingtan spell mark on the palm of Bai Yujing's left hand was the same one that Xu Yang had imprinted with his right hand a day earlier.

As early as a day ago, when Xu Yang and Bai Yujing's palms met, Xu Yang had made up his mind.

Lin'er's body was recast and needed Bai Yujing's help. Bai Yujing also promised Xu Yang that after the ceremony of welcoming the wind god, she would consider Lian Lin

The child recasts the body of the white luan.

In Xu Yang's heart, Bai Yujing has the shadow of Lin'er on her, and she is willing to help herself.

When Xu Yang saw Bai Yujing for the first time, he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity and closeness.

Xu Yang decided in his heart that Bai Yujing was his friend. And the matter of friends is Xu Yang's own business, this is Xu Yang's way.

On the Fengshen Terrace.

Bai Yujing's life is guarded by me, Xu Yang.

Xu Yang didn't pause for half a minute, and with a rush of mana, the green sandalwood mantra in his palm flickered non-stop, emitting dazzling golden light, as if he had a golden sitting Buddha in his hand.

"Spell Seal Technique - Green Sandalwood Resonance!"

Almost at the same time, the power of the Qingtan spell mark in Bai Yujing's body, which originally came from the left palm, was violently triggered.

Thorn, thorn, golden arcs popped out on Bai Yujing's body, and behind her a green sandalwood magic tree appeared.

The green sandalwood tree is several feet tall, holding up the pale golden leaves of the day, like a golden umbrella to shelter the living beings. The leaves of the wonderful tree are flowing with golden Sanskrit characters, and at the same time, there are Kuang Zheng Buddha words.

The powerful power of the Buddha's words washed Bai Yujing's soul like holy spring water, and her tense nerves relaxed suddenly. Her hand holding the feather sword was instantly imprisoned by the power of the Buddha, and the feather sword fell out of her hand and fell to the ground.

Bai Yujing stood there, unable to move.

It was all too fast for the others to react.

The sudden situation made the light braincase of the great wizard Zhu Ronglie buzz, like being struck by lightning.

This green-clothed young man has shown his skills in the mountain moving link, he is the servant of the white feather saint Bai Yujing.

His name is Xu Yang.

He just called himself Xu Xiaoxian again.

He trespassed into the Wind God Terrace, cast a spell to imprison the holy maiden of the White Feather Tribe, and wanted to prevent the holy maiden from sacrificing.

Is this a hero saving beauty?

No!

This is a great disrespect to the feather god and the wind god, and a challenge to the faith of the entire Flying Feather clan.

Zhu Ronglie, as the first person in the Flying Feather Alliance, is the host of this Fengshentai blessing ceremony, and this sudden situation is undoubtedly a slap in the face in public.

Zhu Ronglie first glared at Bai Yutian on the side, because Xu Yang jumped out of the crowd of the White Feather Tribe, which was inseparable from the White Feather Tribe.

Bai Yutian was speechless, and waved his hand again and again, a little at a loss, "This, this Xu Yang has nothing to do with the White Feather Tribe." ”

Cang Yujie on the side was also dumbfounded, this situation was also the only one he had seen in his life.

The shadow of flames appeared in Zhu Ronglie's pupils, his body was violently raised, the flames on his body flew around, he pointed at Xu Yang with his hand, and said sharply: "Xu Yang, your name will be erased from this world immediately, this is a punishment from the Feather God." ”

As the words fell, Zhu Ronglie's body suddenly burst into a red flame several feet high, and his body pounced on Xu Yang like an angry huge firebird.

Between the tumbling of the fire, Zhu Ronglie grabbed it with one hand, and his five fingers were like hooks, revealing a huge flying firebird claw.

"Witch Spell - Red Bird Fire Claw!"

Zhu Ronglie's level of skill has reached the first level in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and he sacrificed one move and used seventy percent of his strength.

He wanted to kill Xu Yang with one blow.

In the face of Zhu Ronglie's strong attack, Xu Yang had no intention of dodging.

Xu Yang urged his soul power, and multicolored flames appeared under his feet, and the multicolored flames rolled, redefining the power of the realm.

In the blink of an eye, the Flame Soul Domain was upgraded to a Flame Enchantment.

In the flame enchantment, the Vermilion Bird, the Ghost Baby, the Golden Crow, the Spirit Dolphin, the Green Deer, and the Five Flame Spirit Laws chased each other from head to end, the five elements were born together, and the power of the soul domain underwent a powerful mutation.

"Soul Domain - Five Elements Flame Realm!"

Under normal circumstances, those who can upgrade the soul domain to an enchantment can only cultivate to the level of cultivation in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

Without stopping for a moment, Xu Yang punched out against Zhu Ronglie, who was rushing over.

"Fist Technique-Five Elements Flame Spirit Cannon!"

Five-colored flames are rolling!

The Vermilion Bird spreads its wings, the ghost baby roars, the golden crow spits fire, the spirit dolphin jumps, and the green deer fights its hooves.