Seeing everyone's eyes blazing towards him, Qin Lie gritted his teeth violently, took the knife, closed his eyes and cut at his wrist, letting the blood gurgle. With self-pity in his heart, he was injured several times along the way, but it was because of the blood oath.

About half a bucket of blood was released, and a feeling of dizziness instantly poured into Qin Lie's mind. Qin Lie was in a daze, and suddenly had an inspiration, and as soon as his eyes rolled, he closed his eyes directly, and lay backwards with a golden purple face.

The people nearby were startled and hurriedly stepped forward to help. Holding Qin Lie, he returned to the throne above. It took a while to wake Qin Lie up. And at this moment, in the hall, whether it is Hu Ze or the wolf armor, the old ministers who have done Qin Wuwu are all old tears and extremely moved.

Although the young master is a little weaker, he is iron-clad, worthy of being the son of the first monarch, and has the demeanor of a king. You see how kind and sincere this is, and they all fainted for the sake of swearing blood to everyone.

Only Hu Rui grabbed the back of his head with a strange face. In his heart, he wondered, when did the young master's body become so weak? In his impression, the young master's body was strong in qi and blood, comparable to the dragon elephant.

Then came the Blood Alliance, where the sacrifices distributed bowls of blood wine to the people in the temple. Qin Lie also shared a bowl, only to feel that it was bloody, almost pinching his nose, and then he reluctantly poured it.

The blood oath was completed, and everyone knelt three times and bowed nine times, which completed the first half of the succession ceremony.

Finally, there is the sacrifice to the sky, and dozens of high-ranking patriarchs slaughter three animals on the spot. Then Qin Lie climbed the altar that was also built on the main peak of the Heavenly Demon Sect alone, and hung alone outside the cliff side, and announced the sacrifice by the sacrificial guidance, and prayed to the sky, it was considered over.

However, when Qin Lie saw the sacrificial rooftop, he raised his eyebrows, and there was a hidden smile in his eyes. He finally knew where those people in Qin Chuan would do it.

The sacrificial roof is on the right side of the Chongzheng Palace. Outside the high cliff where the wall stands thousands of feet, there is a huge rock that sticks out of the cliff until it is forty zhang away.

And this sacrificial roof was built on top of this boulder. It is also the main peak of this Heavenly Demon Sect, the real highest place, the so-called place of receiving the sky.

Qin Lie laughed, and was about to order someone to search on this stone platform. But as soon as he opened his mouth, he stopped again.

If you don't come to the scene and lure them with your body, how can you lead these people to take risks? The legendary illusion mirror is extremely wonderful, and sending people to search for it will most likely only startle the snake and scare them away.

Although he didn't pay attention to Qin Chuan, he was always a trouble. Being able to cut the grass and eradicate the roots can save countless troubles.

At the moment, he smiled slightly, and waited for dozens of priests to routinely inspect and clean up on the stage to get rid of those sneaky and charming things. He walked to the stage with the memorial text that had been written long ago, and under the attention of everyone, he walked up to the stage with an old priest who was about sixty years old and had the most noble costumes.

This priest is also said to be Qin Wuya's old minister, whose name is Qin Ling. Born in the Qin family, since the establishment of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he has presided over the memorial service in the city, and he is very respected.

Therefore, Qin Lie did not dare to be disrespectful, and followed suit, walking behind.

Behind him, Qin Lan and Hurui also followed closely. But when he reached the last nine steps, he stopped.

Qin Feng hesitated slightly, showing a look of worry. After contemplating for a while, his expression was silent, and he didn't care about the eyes below that were about to kill, and he stepped forward brazenly, followed the old priest and Qin Lie, and climbed onto the altar.

Twenty zhang is just around the corner, Qin Lie is standing in the center of the stone platform, where the incense case has already been placed.

First, he burned incense, bowed down three times, and then read the sacrifice. Qin Lie opened the scroll and looked at it, he pursed his lips, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

I don't know who wrote it, but it is full of nearly 20,000 words. The rhetoric is so gorgeous, and it is six. Extremely neat. But I don't know how long it will take to read this sacrifice.

In the midst of everyone's exclamations, they directly threw it aside. Then he saluted to the sky: "The sky is above, Qin Lie of the Heavenly Demon Sect, today he is the successor to the position of the demon master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, please ask the heavens to protect me and protect my Heavenly Demon Sect! Able to drink wine and eat meat every day. ”

The people below were a little dissatisfied, but when they heard these words, they all shouted the word 'good'.

Their demon clan doesn't have so many rules, and they can't bear the cumbersome articles written by the literati and Confucian scholars.

On the contrary, Qin Lie's simple prayer, although it was a little plain and rude, was more in line with their appetite.

Only the priest who presided over the festival was angry, but his eyes were about to protrude, staring at Qin Lie fiercely.

But it's not easy to interrupt. Still silent, he didn't say anything, just glared angrily.

Qin Lie didn't care at all, his expression was solemn and solemn, and although his words were slightly vulgar, they were extremely pious.

All things have spirits, and although there is no 'God' in this heaven and earth, we must not be disrespectful.

"I want to make all the clans prosperous, and I want to make my Heavenly Demon Sect prosperous. May the heavens bless me, so that my Heavenly Demon Sect will have good weather and good harvest, and all the people will be able to reproduce their descendants. ”

There was another cheer below, the wind and rain were smooth, and the harvest was just enough, anyway, they didn't rely on this to eat, most of them lived by hunting monsters.

But this inheritance of blood is the common wish of all people. Everyone in the demon clan is strong, and everyone has good martial arts. But this fertility alone is far lower than that of the human race. Over the years, there have been many casualties. It can be regarded as the heart disease of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

The white hair of the high priest's beard almost stood upside down. It's so vulgar, it's too vulgar, how can it get into the ears of the sky?

But he also closed his eyes, looked serious, and prayed sincerely in his heart.

The sacrifice is followed by the offering of wine. Qin Lie was picking up the wine glass, and he heard a cold smile in his ears, which sounded clearly: "It's a pity, your words of sacrificing to the heavens are really good, and they have an appetite for my Qin Chuan." It's a pity, this sky can't protect you today!"

Qin Lie raised his eyebrows subconsciously, his heart was finally here, and he thought that these people had completely given up. The old priest himself is also a mystic master of the Returning Yang Realm, and he is also hearing the same on the stage at this moment.

Immediately, his eyes showed disgust, and he glanced around: "Who dares to pretend to be a god and a ghost in front of me Qin Ling? Dare to destroy the Heavenly Demon Sect's Sacrifice to the Heavens, you are so bold!"

At the tip of his finger was a fiery red talisman, striking out at the place where the voice had come from. Immediately, the red flame gushed out, spreading several square circles.

But before it could burst, a finger like white jade pierced through the void and pointed in the center of the flame. It was the endless power of cold that extinguished the red flame alive and spread to all sides. Dozens of nearby areas were covered with a layer of frost.

And the ground under that finger was even more frozen.

The ice fog was filled, and two figures appeared behind them. One of them was Qin Chuan, and the other was the owner of that finger.

is also a face like a pink carving, twenty years old, handsome to the point of almost bewitching. Holding a bright bronze treasure mirror in his hand, revealing the power of illusion in the heart.

After appearing, he smiled at Qin Lie: "Xue Moyan, I've seen the young master!" His expression was gentle, and his smile was bright.

Everyone in the audience, when the voice sounded, they already felt that something was wrong.

At this moment, when I saw Qin Chuan and Zong Moyan, they both appeared. Immediately, there was a burst of twitching, and Hu Ze and the others changed their faces and rushed to the stage.

Qin Lan was the closest, and the nine steps had already been crossed with just one step. But before I could go to the altar, I heard a laugh: "If you want to come up, it's not so easy!"

A halberd of eight zhang suddenly slashed straight down from above. Qin Lan's complexion changed, and the Mo knife in his hand was also set off. But he didn't care about himself and slashed out.

He just wants to be able to get to Qin Lie's side as soon as possible, even if he dies with the enemy, he is also not afraid!

The owner of the voice, but with a 'hey', the shadow of the halberd changed, and it slammed into the Mo knife.

Qin Lan's chest was immediately tight, and he felt an irresistible huge force attacking, and his body was involuntarily, falling and flying towards the stage.

When I looked up, I saw that it was the clouds and waves. It was with a smile in his eyes that he looked down. The same body was hit by the force of the shock and retreated, but there was a bit of smugness on his face.

And Hu Rui and Liluo on both sides were also blocked by the two Nirvana warriors on the stage and could not get on the stage.

When Hu Ze arrived, he saw a figure again, on the altar, rising five feet.

A mouthful of flying swords the size of willow leaves suddenly spread on the stage, a total of forty-eight, like a storm of whirling and cutting.

"Fog Leaf, Qingyun Sect, Flying Leaf Sword Formation!"

Hu Ze suddenly looked up at the figure in the air. I saw a green-shirted Taoist, looking at it with a little smile, bowing his head slightly, as if he was admitting his identity.

Hu Ze was suddenly furious, and the tiger bully swung out his knife suddenly, rushing vigorously. Sweep away all the flying swords in front of you. was about to rush inward, but saw that inside, there was another Nirvana warrior, holding two big guns, and stabbing with one shot.

The gun is fierce and powerful like a mad tiger. Hu Ze sneered, and was about to kill the person in front of him with a knife.

There were several sword shadows next to it, attacking from one side after another. Hu Ze was helpless and opened the spear. People had no choice but to push a few steps behind them, and they couldn't get closer.

And everyone in the vicinity was the same, either forced to retreat, or temporarily trapped by the sword array.

Those forty-eight Flying Leaf Sword Formations, combined with Yun Jingtao and several Nirvana martial artists, were like an impregnable embankment, resisting many powerhouses such as the Heavenly Demon Sect.

And at this moment, on that high platform, Qin Ling also had a blue expression. Several escorts around him were released in a row, but he didn't dare to burn and move slightly.

Behind him were also two Yang Returning Realm occultists, and a deep aura shrouded them.

And Qin Feng's spear momentum was pointing ahead, and there was a faint gathering of thunder around him. faintly protected Qin Lie and Qin Ling behind him.

Although he was still serving a strong enemy, Qin Feng's face was as usual, and Qin Lie's expression was also unchanged, looking at Xue Moyan's treasure mirror carefully: "This is your Xue Clan's illusory state of mind?

Hearing this, Xue Mo was slightly surprised, unable to stand Qin Lie's burning gaze with greedy intent, and put away the mirror in his hand: "It's this mirror! In his heart, he was secretly puzzled, Qin Lie's expression at this moment was too calm, and he was so strange.

That Qin Ling was also stunned for a while, it was actually this treasure. No wonder he was unaware of it when he cleaned the altar of heaven with spiritual methods before.

Then he was secretly surprised, Qin Lie was still indifferent at this moment. Only this cultivation of the surname is not inferior to his father.

Qin Chuan didn't care about this, took a few steps forward, looked at Qin Lie coldly and said: "Being knocked three times and worshipping nine times, the blood alliance sacrifices to the sky, is the young master very proud?" I think I'm Qin Chuan." Is it already lost?"

Qin Lie's expression moved his gaze to Qin Chuan with a smile on his face. Xiao Jin, who was above his arm, had already flowed into the scabbard of the Thunder Wing Sword silently under the cover of the big sleeve, fusing with the sword body.

The Yuan Yi Sword, which was integrated into the Qi of Xu Huangdao, also entered the Thunder Wing Sword.

In the afterglow, look around.

In addition to the Fog Leaf and Xue Mo Yan, there are five Yang Returning Occult Masters and seven Nirvana Martial Artists!

This lineup, anywhere, is enough to take his surname.

However, this place, this Heavenly Demon Sect, is his Qin Lie's place, how can he be insulted by the power of a country?

On the altar, people were already panicking, and almost half of the people were looking at the top.

The Flying Leaf Sword Formation was broken step by step by Hu Ze's teamwork. It was still far away from Qin Lie's location.

The wolf armor swung two large axes and crashed into the formation.

He is actually very optimistic about Qin Lie, but the heroes of the Eye Wolf clan are full of words.

Now that there is a blood alliance, we will never sit idly by at this time!

However, in my heart, I sank to the bottom for a while. What he was most worried about was actually this scene happening in front of him.

Qin Lie's martial arts are mediocre, and after he ascends the throne, he will only die quickly.

In the Heavenly Dragon Empire, the three major dynasties, and the ancient sect. If any of the forces have evil intentions, it is enough to make him irreversible!

I don't know what that Hu Ze thinks. Knowing that Qin Lie was a wasted person, he had to work hard to put him in the position of demon master. Isn't this putting Qin Lie to death?

Xiong Tu is no longer the patriarch, but standing behind Xiong Kui at this moment, the corners of his lips are purging. There was no joy or anxiety.

He knew the outcome, and it would be so. With Qin Lie's body as a wasted person, how could he succeed as the master of the Heavenly Demon Sect?

I tried my best to make the Heavenly Demon Sect continue to exist. As a result, he was deposed, and the Wind Bear clan also suffered heavy losses. The fact that he had cultivated an elite in decades was almost completely lost, which made his heart ache.

looked at his eldest son Xiong Kui coldly, rushed to the altar of the sacrifice, and fought with Nayun Jingtao and others.

He sneered slightly, without any intention of helping. Xiong Kui was because of the Blood Alliance, but he didn't need to. Since his family was so badly injured, it was no longer possible for him to fight for life and death for Qin Lie. Even if he doesn't help Qin Chuan, he won't contribute half his strength to Qin Lie.

What's more, what's the use of rushing forward at this time? A good Qin Chuan son, if he doesn't make a move, it will be a lore! He is worthy of being the person he fancies.

Although I am sorry for Qin Wuya, but now that I am in the situation, I can only watch Qin Lie fall here.

Behind Xiong Tu, there were even more people with a slight joy in their eyes, looking ahead with a smile.

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