The man is not a timid person, not only him, but the others present are not a few timid, they are all brave warriors from all races, and the demons who are more vicious than Feng Lingyun's face have seen it.

Feng Lingyun's face immediately stretched out, unhappy, turned around, no longer paid attention to the person, and when the other party spoke, she didn't hear it, and her arrogant posture was fully displayed.

The reason why she is happy is because the other party calls her brother, which is very much to her heart, and now she calls her a girl, how can she be happy.

The man scratched his head, wondering why the woman in front of him suddenly became angry, could it be that he had just called her brother, so she was not happy.

At this time, the high priest above spoke again, danced strangely, and recited strange incantations.

As the incantation sounded, a faint red light appeared on the ground.

The corpses of the demon beasts and demons in the red light were slowly drying up, and their flesh and blood essence turned into light, and they were constantly surging towards the ancestral god statue.

The living monsters were struggling and wailing, trying to get rid of this power, but to no avail.

Eventually, all the sacrifices turned into dry corpses.

Su Nuan was in the distance, using the technique of looking at qi, and what she saw was not only those tributes absorbed by the ancestral god statue, but also a lot of white light, flying from the human body from below, submerged into the ancestral god statue.

"Could it be that this stone statue has been psychic and has become an existence similar to a 'god'?"

Su Nuan thought in his heart, the white light flying from those people was a kind of power of faith, formless and substantial, not visible to the naked eye, it was a strange power.

This power of faith cannot be mastered by monks, and only the gods of ancient times, those who practice Shinto exercises, can use this power of faith.

"I didn't expect that there is still Shinto in this world, so in this way, there is a 'god' living in this statue of the ancestral god. Su Nuan thought in his heart, these 'ancestral gods' had been supported by the Heavenly Dome Clan for countless years, and he didn't know how far he had cultivated.

This kind of gods who rely on the power of faith are not gods in the true sense, they can't be compared with true immortals, some are even weaker than human cultivators, and the cultivation process is even more difficult, and it often takes tens of thousands of years to have such a tiny chance of cultivating the Great Dao.

During this period, we must not lose our faith, but we need to collect more faith, which is quite restrictive, and in ancient times, it often took the power of a country to be able to provide for a truly powerful god.

There are also divisions of gods, not unity, some gods are born of natural gods, such as the wind spirit, cultivated to a high level, comprehend the true meaning of the Great Dao, it is possible to become a natural spirit, manipulating the great power of heaven and earth.

There are also gods created by people's beliefs, and people worship stone statues and other objects all year round, and there is a very small chance that they will be psychic and gradually become 'gods' in a sense.

After absorbing the tribute, the statue of the ancestral god emitted a milky white halo all over its body.

"Please bless the ancestral gods!"

The high priest shouted.

I saw thousands of rays of light flying from the statue of the ancestral god, falling on the Qi refining stage cultivators below, and the people who were illuminated all showed excited and happy expressions.

Feng Lingyun also enjoyed the treatment of being illuminated by the light of the ancestral god, she felt it, only to feel that the body was itchy, as if there were insects and ants crawling in the body, and the dantian position felt a little hot.

"Bless so many people at one time, the power of this god is at least the realm of Vientiane!"

Su Nuan thought about it, and figured out the strength of this so-called ancestral god a little, and was forty percent sure of his guess.

With this powerful ancestral god sitting in the clan, it is difficult for the Heavenly Dome Clan to be destroyed, and the ancestral god has relied on faith to support and cultivate so far, once the Heavenly Dome Clan really encounters a catastrophe, as the ancestral god who guards this clan, it will definitely support it with all its might, and will not let the Heavenly Dome Clan suffer a catastrophe, these human races are the source of faith for it, and there is no room for loss.

The blessing of the ancestral gods lasted about two minutes or so.

When the light dissipated, the stench of the people was in their noses, which was emanating from the people.

"It stinks!"

They covered their noses and endured the stench.

It turned out that the blessing of the ancestral god was a washing of their physical bodies, cleaning up the impurities in their bodies, straightening out the tendons in their bodies, and some hidden benefits.

A monk who has received the blessing of the ancestral god will have a better chance of breaking through the foundation building realm in the future than a monk who has not been blessed.

It is precisely because of this benefit that the monks of all tribes have crowded their heads to come here, and for this reason they do not hesitate to participate in the danger and demon hunting conventions, in order to be blessed and make it easier to break through in the future.

When everyone was casting spells to clean up the stench on their bodies, Feng Lingyun was one of the few who did not move, she only shed a little sweat in the blessing just now, and there were no impurities and stench, and she was the same, as well as those elders and other high-level juniors in the Heavenly Dome Clan.

The descendants of those upper-class people were nourished by elixirs when they were still in their mother's womb, and they have never stopped all kinds of elixirs since they were children, and there are very few impurities in their bodies.

In the previous few months, Feng Lingyun was forced by Su Nuan to use the blood medicine boiled by Jiaolong's blood to forge his body, and the impurities in his body were almost eliminated, and his foundation was also extremely solid, no worse than those raised from the spirit soup elixir.

"It's so powerful, my cultivation has reached the ninth level of Qi Refining Consummation!"

Feng Lingyun felt it, and immediately became excited, her cultivation had broken through to the eighth layer of qi refining during the demon hunting conference, and now, only a short time had passed, and she had already reached the realm of the ninth layer of qi refining, and she could try to build a foundation.

It was not the blessing of the ancestral god that directly improved her cultivation, but the essence of the Jiaolong blood medicine that had been stored in her body was completely stimulated, helping her break through the nine-layer consummation realm of qi refining in one fell swoop.

"I have to go back quickly and tell the master the good news. ”

Thinking like this, Feng Lingyun moved through the crowd, quietly left the crowd, and walked out of the place where the ceremony was held.

Su Nuan suddenly felt a powerful divine thought sweeping over him, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was calm again, and the object in front of him suddenly changed.

A beautiful pavilion appeared, and in front of him, a tall man turned his back to Su Nuan.

"Xiaoyou came to my Heavenly Dome Clan, what's the matter?" said the man in front of him.

"The Heavenly Dome tribe is a famous big tribe among the human race, and the younger generation came here to enjoy the prosperity of the Heavenly Dome Tribe, and there is nothing major. Su Nuan responded calmly, she didn't know what the ancestral god of the Heavenly Dome meant by it, she could only take one step at a time, but if she couldn't do it, she could only escape.

This is the opponent's territory, and it must have arranged many means, and it must be the opponent's home field.

"That's it?"

The man turned around, and a pair of golden pupils stared at Su Nuan's face for a moment, with a sense of scrutiny in his eyes.

Su Nuan's eyes were like ancient wells without waves, and he looked at each other calmly.