"God, please!"

With this sentence, the sacrificial sound of the Peng Demon Ancestor finally ended, and the sky was full of brilliance, and dozens of colors such as red, orange, and gray were intertwined with each other, and finally disappeared in the void, but the mysterious power was still flowing, and it was getting thicker. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the east, a figure flew down from above, carrying colorful colors, auspicious on the top of his head, and several kinds of Tao contended above his head, and as soon as he came out, all the mysterious powers emerged on the altar.

The eyes of the Peng Demon Ancestor never left the figure from beginning to end, giving up the most central position of the altar, and everyone looked at the figure with fanatical expressions!

A bird crossed a beautiful trajectory in the sky, and the roots and feathers were flowing with brilliance, flowing with gold and color, as if it was plated with a layer of colorful glass, and Rao was Feng Yin had to squint his eyes to see.

"Nine Colors...... How do you feel that Jiucai is a little different. Tang Yi exclaimed, and then commented in a low voice.

Feng Yin also felt something, Jiucai was too unusual at this time, originally his realm was comparable to the life of the human race, but now he couldn't tell clearly, whether it was the realm or the way he cultivated, it was like a cloud of fog, and he couldn't even find a basis for speculation.

On the altar in the distance, Jiucai can be said to be high-profile to the extreme, let the ancestor wave his hand below, but it never falls, his own breath spreads, and the tail feather drags seven long rays of light across the sky, accompanied by a chirp, everyone's emotions are aroused.

"Meet the gods!"

Tang Yi pouted on the side: "This stinky bird is really coquettish!"

Feng Yin was also speechless for a while, obviously Jiucai appeared and was trying his best to show off himself, especially when they were hovering above their heads, the clear chirps were harder than the other, and the smug color in his eyes couldn't be concealed at all, Tang Yi couldn't wait to go up and smoke it.

"Please return the gods. The ancestor spoke up again, and didn't say anything about the coquettish flirtation of the nine colors, but the mysterious power circulating on the platform became more and more powerful.

Feng Yin held his breath, the next is probably the most critical moment, when the sacrifice is over, he wants to take Jiucai away in an instant, in front of everyone.

In the past three days, Tang Yi can be said to be a world where he has worked hard and has almost no rest, he used all his collections, and painstakingly carved out a forbidden array, which is many times stronger than the previous Void Great Array, because this time it is a forbidden array, it can only be used once, and the power is too much more than the original, and it can teleport the three of them millions of miles away in an instant.

But Rao is like this, and the two of them can't help but feel nervous in their hearts, the real power is here, and there are many elders who show up, it is too difficult to do all this, and the slightest carelessness is a catastrophe!

Feng Yin clenched his fists, and sweat was already oozing from his palms, because Jiucai finally fell, and let the mysterious power of the array be wrapped, it was the Peng Demon Ancestor, the strongest man at the power level, his face was solemn at this time, and he was extremely solemn.

According to Tang Yi's guess, the next moment is the most critical moment, maybe it is the time to verify the correct body for Jiucai, and it is also the moment when they go all out.

Peng Demon Ancient Ancestor hunched his waist, his face was reverent, one hand was holding an ancient book, which was a sacrificial treasure, and the other hand slowly stretched out and put it on the nine-colored wings.

Rumble!

At this moment, the void had a great upheaval, and a supreme aura swept through the sky!

"It's now!"

Tang Yi roared, and his eyes became sharp for a moment.

Soon, the moment that will determine the success or failure of life and death has arrived!

"Slow...... Don't rush just yet. But at this time, an extremely small voice came, interrupting Tang Yi's plan, it was the transmission of nine colors, and it was actually stopping them!

The faces of the two changed, what does Jiucai mean by this, do you really think that you are a god? Or is there another turn of events?

Feng Yin couldn't hold back the emotions in his heart, and motioned to Tang Yi with his eyes to let him continue, but was stopped by him with his eyes, and the latter looked terrified, as if something had appeared.

The supreme coercion swept over all things, and the ancient altar was finally transformed to the fullest!

Suddenly, Feng Yin felt that he was wrong, that supreme breath was not from the Peng Demon Ancestor, it came out of Jiucai's body!

"How could it be ......" Feng Yin was stunned, and turned his head to look at Tang Yi, but he had the same expression as himself, and both were stunned.

Jiucai, who has never had a heart and lungs, is it really a god?

In the void, a supreme god form was condensed, which was a supreme god, but it made Feng Yin's heart tremble, it was a god in myths and legends!

The Divine Bird is all right!

What a heroic posture, just a bird, but it made Feng Yin feel that he had seen the most noble existence, and the Dao of the sky was condensed, turning into a leg, red stripes, and white beaks, just a phantom, but the supreme coercion passed everything, and it was really like a god.

Divine birds, gods among birds, is this a god?

"Poof...... Puff ......"

Without warning, the Peng Demon Clan, who was slightly weaker in the surrounding realm, knelt down in a large area, this is the coercion of the race, this group of people didn't want to kneel, but it was difficult to support the supreme momentum, and they collapsed involuntarily.

Feng Yin was shocked, although the Peng Demon Clan was humanoid, in essence, it was inseparable from the Bird Clan?

The second bird appeared, and it was the Golden Crow!

Like a flame, more like the sun, the golden light is too strong, this is a well-known existence in mythology!

The third, fourth, and so on appeared one after another, and one by one the strongest breath turned out, just a phantom, but it seemed like it was about to break through the sky, and even this piece of heaven could not withstand so many gods!

Vermilion Bird, Kunpeng, Qingluan, Golden-winged Dapeng...... Wait, wait, there are too many illusory divine birds in Feng Yin's heart, but they all appeared at this time, that is the strongest existence, breaking Feng Yin's worldview, these things...... It really exists!

There are a total of more than a dozen divine birds, most of which Feng Yin can't name, even Tang Yi doesn't recognize them, but none of them are weak, and each one can break through this blue sky!

Feng Yin and Tang Yi are better, after all, they are human races, and they can only feel the supreme divine might, but they don't have that kind of suppression, but the surrounding Peng Demon Clan is different, at this time, they all knelt down involuntarily, and even the elders standing at the front were sweating on their foreheads, trying their best not to fall.

"Is Qingluan also a divine bird?" Feng Yin wondered, he had seen someone pull a cart with Qingluan, and it was not very powerful.

"You are wrong, there is only one real Divine Bird Qingluan, that is the ancestor of all Qingluan in the world, and the rest are not real Qingluan, but there is just a trace of blood, which is the descendant of the Divine Bird. ”

For the Feather Clan, the real gods are these dozen or so, and only they born from heaven and earth can be engraved by the Tao and become immortal.

After all, there is only one real divine bird in the world, and if you want to give birth to offspring, you can only intermarry with other clans, and you can't keep your blood pure.

There are even some mythical birds that have no descendants, resulting in their glory only being passed on in the era in which they are located, and there is no way for future generations to know, and that glory is also covered by the long river of time, buried in the unknown past.

In the air above the altar, all the phantoms finally stabilized, each of them exuded a vast aura, sharing this piece of heaven, Feng Yin counted it carefully, there were a total of seventeen phantoms, that is to say, there were seventeen gods in the Feather Clan.

But now, it's not over, and the sacrifice continues!

Heaven and earth have undergone great changes, the wind and smoke are raging, the Tao is still transforming, the aura is crazy condensation, and on top of the seventeen figures, the eighteenth figure has vaguely appeared!

The nine divine lights were overwhelming, and gradually condensed into the eighteenth heroic figure, although it was vague, but the aura was too unusual!

"That's ......" Feng Yin was shocked, his eyes straightened.

Is this the sympathetic nature of heaven and earth, the eighteenth divine bird born in the universe?