Time passed minute by minute, and half an hour passed quickly, seeing that the ceremony was about to be held.

Xu Ao's mood gradually sank to the bottom, and the young master never appeared.

What's even more hateful is that most of the southern bigwigs who promised to come to support the field in advance did not arrive.

There were a lot of onlookers, but most of them came to see the joke.

When the melodious bell rang, heralding the beginning of the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, Xu Ao stood up, and finally glanced at the empty Temple of Heaven, and then waved his hand.

The master of ceremonies understood, and immediately shouted with a solemn face: "The ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens ——! the master of the Thousand Gates will take the eight generals into the seat——!"

However, the master of the door was not there, and Xu Ao was the only one in the eighth general, and he was the only one who sat down with a serious face.

There were so many seats set, only Xu Ao was alone, and the rest were empty, and no one came, and the scene looked quite embarrassing.

But this sentence must be shouted, this is the rule of the Thousand Gates to worship the heavens! If you don't even follow the rules, what day will you worship?

Puff~

Someone cowered in the crowd and sneered, which was very sarcastic.

"The door master hasn't arrived, only one of the eight generals has come, and the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens is a joke!" someone shouted loudly in the crowd.

"Hehe, the main characters are not there, what kind of ceremony is there to hold? ”

……

The voices of yin and yang resounded in the field.

The people of the Southern Sect glared angrily, and their eyes swept, trying to find out who was making trouble. It's a pity that there are too many people here, and it's so bustling that you can't find who is speaking out at all.

Xu Ao frowned, knowing that someone was deliberately disrupting the ceremony.

However, the master of ceremonies was still quite clever, and at this time he suddenly shouted: "Play music - the spiritual song of Huanghuang Town of the Southern School!"

When the thick and tragic music sounded, the yin and yang weird mockery was suppressed.

All the Nanpai people present stood up, holding their right fists against their hearts, their faces solemn, and along with the music, they let out a tragic chant.

"Do you say that you have no clothes? Repair my spear, and have the same enmity with the son......"

……

"The Spiritual Song of Huanghuang Town in the Southern School" is divided into two sections, the first half of which was born from the poetry of Qin Feng without clothes, and was widely circulated in the Southern School.

On the altar of earth, there is only Xu Ao alone. He listened to the singing, clenched his fists, and his face was solemn.

The expressions of the people of the Southern Sect below were solemn, and their faces were all tense.

In addition, there are a large number of thousands of disciples, hundreds of people, all lined up, and the arrogance is particularly majestic.

The Temple of Heaven was empty, but a huge war drum nearby made an earth-shattering sound.

The platform with stone steps in the north and south directions finally slowly revealed the figure of a group.

Cui Dafu, the first general of the eight generals on the southern faction, raised a knife for the first time in 20 years!

He held a snow-bright big knife in his hand, and walked murderously, this is the loyal knife of the southern faction, specializing in killing traitors and traitors!

The first general was followed by a large number of entourage, all carrying guns and knives, with an awe-inspiring momentum and terrifying momentum!

Following him was a young and immature but arrogant young man, it was the young grandmaster Tian Yunfei!

"The first general of the thousand gates will arrive, and where he passes, he will bow down! Those who dare to make a noise will cut their tongues!"

Tian Yunfei was arrogant and boundless, the more big the scene of this kind, the more energetic he became, shouting at everyone.

Accompanied by the tragic music, the first general of the thousand doors came like this and came to the front of the altar of earth.

Almost everyone was shocked!

"...... The first will ...... The first will come!"

"Yes...... It's the first general, Cui Ye! Cui Ye is here, the first of our thousand doors is coming!" The old man of the southern faction looked at the figure in the crowd, and they all trembled with excitement and burst into tears!

The first general of Qianmen, the first person under the master of the door!

Twenty years ago, the first general left Qianmen in frustration, and he no longer asked about Qianmen for 20 years.

However, just today, at the moment when the ceremony was held, at the moment when everyone was waiting to see the jokes of the southern faction, the first big man of the southern faction appeared!

How exciting!

The first general is the heaven of the southern faction, and the Great Wall of the southern faction!

"I ...... I knew that Cui Ye would not ignore Qianmen......" An old man burst into tears and his voice was hoarse.

The first general led the crowd to the altar of earth, and the master of ceremonies, who was still stunned, suddenly reacted and came out to proclaim: "The first general of a thousand gates will announce to the heavens——!"

Cui Xiaobraid walked to the prepared three-animal sacrifice case and bowed deeply, kneeling on the ground with both hands dragging the knife and shouting loudly: "Haotian Wuji, Fu Wei tells him: Cui Dafu, the first general of the Thousand Gates, carries the loyal and righteous sword, prays to God, bless my southern faction!"

"Pray to God and bless my southern faction!"

The tsunami-like shouts of the mountains sounded surging in the North Wolf Mountain, rushing up into the sky.

On the stands, Luo Yan, who was holding a wine glass, looked down in a daze, she was wearing a white dress, and her eyebrows were scarlet, like a bewitching fairy.

In the tragic and majestic music, the first general entered the altar of earth, and the aura enveloped the audience, and no one dared to let out a discordant sound.

"The first general of the southern faction will go out of the mountain and participate in the ceremony of killing Lu and sacrificing the sky!"

This news also came in all directions at the greatest speed.

The music of the spiritual song of Huanghuang Town in the south resounded throughout the entire North Wolf Mountain.

"Strong men, go to the tribulation together.

Blood will not be shed, death will not be truce!

There are a thousand gates in the south, like the sun rising.

A hundred years of humiliation, the sea is difficult to settle.

The four sides are disturbed, how can we get Corning?"

……

This is the second half of the Zhenling Song, which was composed by a loyal person of the Southern School, which was widely circulated and compiled into the Zhenling Song by Tang Xian'er.

This "Southern Huanghuang Town Spiritual Song" was composed by the departed Tang Xian'er.

Huang Zhong Da Lu, Qin Se Sheng.

One hundred and sixty musicians played.

On the top of the cool mountain, the music is like rolling thunder.

You can see the vastness of this side from all sides.

The entire Northern Wolf Mountain could hear the grand sound.

The flames are like rainbows.

……

When the last note of the music fell, the entire North Wolf Mountain fell into a deathly silence, and in this short moment, the hearts of the people of the Southern School seemed to have experienced a baptism.

Kill Lu and sacrifice to the sky, kill Lu first, and then sacrifice to the sky!

Xu Ao's No. 1 master, the Mad Emperor, began to beat the drums!

The drums are thundering, get out of the wilderness!

Tian Yunfei, the first general of Yizi's white clothes, white pants and white shoes, flew over on a white horse, jumped high with people and horses, and inserted the loyal knife into the divine case!

Loyal and righteous knife, cut the traitor!

The knife that killed Rong Lu immediately was this Southern Sect Loyal Knife!

The eight hundred Southern Sect disciples in the rear all rose up suddenly!

Xu Ao, the third general of the Southern Faction, walked up the stone steps, stood in the center, then held the knife and suddenly shouted: "Southern Faction, draw the knife!"

Everyone on the altar of earth also drew their Nanpai knives almost at the same time!

The disciples of the Eight Hundred Southern Sect also drew their swords!

The mountain peaks are cold, and the blowing is more and more amazing!

"Bring me the traitor Ronglu!"

Xu Ao's hand holding the knife suddenly pointed and roared loudly.

Rumble!

The atmosphere on the top of the entire North Wolf Mountain exploded, and countless people raised their heads one after another, stretching their necks to look towards the altar of earth.

Everyone knows that the highlight of this ceremony is coming, killing Ronglu!

Ten tall Southern Sect disciples, with serious faces and hatred in their eyes, pressed one person, met everyone's eyes, and slowly walked to the front of the stage.

The man who was crushed was an old man in his sixties, with a broken leg, but his clothes were clean and his hair was neatly combed.

This is the last dignity that Nanpai gave to Rong Lu, and before he died, he bathed him and changed into clean clothes.

It's just that the person who once set off the boundless storm and brought great pain to the southern faction is now blind, like an old man who is dying, and his eyes no longer have the sharpness and ambition he once had.

Looking at such a huge lineup, the corners of Rong Lu's mouth showed a wry smile and unwillingness.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

A line of anger shot like a knife, and all of them fell on Rong Lu's body.

For this culprit, all the Nanpai people are eager to drink his blood, swallow his bones, and eat his flesh!

Even if you kill him 10,000 times, you won't be angry!

Phew!

Those old people of the southern sect all spat at Rong Lu, and the invective sounded like dense raindrops.

"I—I don't regret it!"

Rong Lu laughed in the face of the situation pointed out by this Qianfu, and said, "If I do it again, I will betray the Southern Sect and murder the old master!"

"Brute, you are about to die, and you dare to say wildly! I will kill you!" An old man of the Southern Sect was furious and frantically rushed towards Rong Lu, but was stopped.

Soon, Rong Lu was pressed in front of the divine case, looking at the long knife like a snowflake, he slowly closed his eyes.

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