"Dang!"

Time flies quickly, three days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Peng Nianlian has also come twice in three days, but it won't take long to go back again, and after sneaking out this time, the family has a much stricter control over him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On this day, the genius had just dawned, and the highest peak of Peng Demon Ancestral City sounded a grand bell, and only the most solemn circumstances would appear this bell.

Festival of the Gods!

Feng Yin finally waited for this moment, and before the sun had risen, there were already many figures outside, looking at the mountain with the most pious eyes.

The mountain is majestic, the mountain is towering into the clouds, even the clouds are only halfway up the mountainside, legend has it that this is the source of the Peng Demon Clan, it is the holy place in the hearts of all the Peng Demon Clan, unless the sacrifice ceremony and other major events, otherwise the young children are not even allowed to approach.

"Two sons, the elders are invited. The subordinate who had been sent said that he would take them to Mount Kinabalu to witness the process of the sacrifice.

On the top of the mountain, an invisible momentum spread out, as if the world had become different, and there was a figure standing there, his long hair fluttering in the wind, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tang Yi's expression was grim, and he said: "As expected, the Peng Demon Clan has a master, not to mention the powerful level." ”

Although he had already guessed seventy-seven, eighty-eight, it could be confirmed that Feng Yin's heart was still sudden, most of the masters who presided over the ceremony had lived for an unknown number of years, and even the Peng Demon Elder had to respect his predecessors, I am afraid that it was higher than Tang Yi's realm!

The worship of the sacred mountain is extremely solemn, that is, the descendants of the Peng Demon Clan, there are very few who can see the previous side, only the talented people, the descendants of the future achievements are not ordinary, can meet this feat.

"The gods descended from the sky, the Peng demons prospered, the wind and rain were smooth, and they were prosperous for a long time. ”

Just arrived at the foot of the mountain, the sound of sacrifice has reached Feng Yin's ears, some people chant loudly, many people have pious eyes, and even knock step by step, so they want to go to the top of the mountain.

"This is the status of the Holy Land in the hearts of the Peng Demon Clan, it is supreme, it is an incomparably glorious thing to be able to climb to the top of the mountain in your lifetime. ”

The cultivator who led Feng Yin to climb the mountain said, his eyes were equally pious.

Feng Yin felt something in his heart, and asked abruptly: "If it is said that after the sacrificial ceremony, the identity of the current gods is hypocritical, what should you do?"

He was worried that this would conflict with the belief in the latter's heart, so he deliberately emphasized the word "if", and at the same time, Tang Yi also leaned up to listen carefully inadvertently.

The others were stunned for a moment, and replied: "I'm afraid that the ancestor will kill it as soon as possible, and it will be ...... with it."

He stopped talking here when he said this, the meaning is self-evident, Feng Yin was brought by Jiucai's instructions, if it is not a god, I am afraid that even Feng Yin and the two will not be able to get rid of it.

This mountain is magnificent and heavy, if the poke of the sky, when the two of them walked up, the sun has risen high, but the clouds are surrounded at the feet, quite will be the top of the mountain, a glance at the small feeling of the mountains, the buildings below are like a large stone, and the walking crowd can not see clearly.

"Two little friends, come here. ”

In the distance, an old Taoist beckoned here, the three-color feathers on his body were particularly conspicuous, it was Elder Peng Qing, and now his true body had come, followed by a timid girl, that was Peng Nianlian.

At this time, Xiao Waibao stood behind Peng Qing, extremely well-behaved, even when he saw Feng Yin and them, he didn't dare to say hello, but looked at them with big eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I've seen my seniors. Feng Yin arched his hand and stood behind the old man, while many people in the back glared angrily, not understanding why a strange outsider could stand so far ahead, but they also knew how to measure and didn't say anything.

"God, why haven't you seen him yet? Tang Yi questioned, he looked around at a large area, but did not see the familiar figure.

"The gods are supreme and will only show their side at the end. Peng Nianlian said quietly.

The top of the Peng Demon Holy Mountain is incomparably open, the ground is incomparably flat, as if it has been cut out by someone at once, except for a magnificent sacrificial platform in the middle, it is a dense banner, swaying with the wind, surrounded by clansmen of all veins, standing around in an orderly manner.

"Why is Jiucai revered as a god, doesn't it say that it is a clan of its own?" Feng Yin whispered to Tang Yi.

"The ancient hundred tribes of the East China Sea have their own way, although the end of the avenue is unique, but the path is thousands, you also know the suppression of the nine-colored breath on the feather demon beasts, like the emperor here, the Peng Demon clan has the shadow of the bird clan, maybe you feel something. ”

Since the awakening of the first kind of avenue of the Nine Colors, the birds have been up and down for it, he has seen the Nine Colors of the Spirit Realm with his own eyes, and effortlessly slashed a giant bird comparable to the Dao, the bird was still trembling before it died, and was afraid of the divine power of the Nine Colors.

"Shhh......hhhhhh

Ahead, a figure appeared on the ancient altar, dressed in a special sacrificial robe, it was an old man, his face was clear, even his feathers were gray, and his face was compassionate and compassionate, although there was no amazing momentum, but the moment it appeared, everyone stopped talking.

The ancestor of the Peng Demon Clan, the person on the last chair in the Ancient Hall, is that him?

It's so special, Feng Yin can't even see his eyes, those eyes are as deep as a black hole, as if they contain mountains and rivers, is this a powerful person?

"Om Hum, Swim Taste ......"

The ancient sound of sacrifice sounded, and when it came out of the mouth of the ancestor, everyone lowered their heads and listened to the voice of the ancestor reverently.

The voice was incomparably grand, sometimes low, sometimes excited, and had an inexplicable resonance with the ancient altar, the void was collapsing, and the ears were full of such voices, flowing with mysterious power, gathering into a ball, and disappearing somewhere.

"This ......"

Feng Yin was surprised, he showed an amazing scene, everyone's bodies were in light, resonating with the ancient altar, especially the elders at the front, the light was extremely dazzling, and it was impossible to look at it directly, the three colors went straight to the sky, and finally all the light converged, and the whole sky was dyed brightly.

"Is this the secret of the sacrifice?" Feng Yin narrowed his eyes and endured the severe pain to look at the middle, but he instantly snorted, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The light of the Peng Demon Ancient Ancestor was too strong, it was almost another sun, and there was a dazzling, incomparably dazzling light covering his true body.

The voice is getting bigger and bigger, and the whole mountain has become different, like a life, as if there is a heart in rhythmic rhythm, Feng Yin was surprised to appear, and the Peng Demon Clan Dao present is increasing rapidly!

"God, please!"

The old man's voice sounded, almost making Feng Yin's heartbeat increase sharply, and the main master was finally coming.