(Although it's now the 19th, this chapter still counts as the second update on the 18th!) Thankfully, Xiaomeng was finally able to enter the backstage, and hurriedly stayed up late to pay off the bill...... ）

Thousands of dark creatures of all shapes and colors looked at the one in front of them in a daze.

The corpses of the Flowing Clouds, the Vortex, the Divine Messengers, the WindClan, and the dead Pterodactyls were all the same as they had been not so long ago. But all living beings feel that the world has changed dramatically!

The most direct evidence is Degaloff, who has just become a bear man of the Wind Clan, who has thrown himself to the ground in front of the god platform.

Remember that he was the first creature to pray for salvation and allegiance to the gods after losing his heart core. So, as a result, everyone saw that this inconspicuous polar bear man became the first lucky person to become the Wind Clan after the Gambino family in New York!

Is it really "noisy children have candy to eat"?

I knew it earlier......

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Degaloff prayed in front of the altar for a while, and was led to the WindClan camp by George himself. It's just that this new robe didn't linger in it, but quickly returned to the family that belonged to him.

This guy wants to strike while the iron is hot, and pray for the master to fulfill the entire Degaroff family!

It's just that his thoughts, not only Han Feng knows and George knows, but even Lao Liuante, who has recovered his true appearance, can also see it.

As the old patriarch of the Lyoante family, where is he willing to let the distant Alaskan bear people become the second branch of the Wind Clan in addition to the Gambino family?

Under his leadership, all the members of the Lyoante family gathered around the old and new patriarchs, and came to the altar in a neat manner, following the example of Degaroff, and leaning their bodies against the ground with all their hearts to express their respect, worship and allegiance to the gods.

Behind the Lyoante family, there are also a few scattered small families or individuals who have also joined in the worship of the gods.

It's a pity that the mysterious colorful vortex didn't emit the holy light that represented the core of the Wind Clan's heart like the "attack" on Degaloff.

The only thing they could do was to slow down the whirlpool of the soul a little.

Disappointed? Discouraged? Will it still hold on?

There is no one in this world who is truly stupid.

While the Lloante family was busy showing their hearts to the gods, the Carol family was not far behind, prostrate in front of the gods, praying for the protection of the gods.

Of course, there were many more creatures, either under the leadership of their respective patriarchs or in small groups formed by gangs, rushing to the altar and lying on the ground soaked by the sea, praying one after another, but with solemn expressions.

The colorful vortex around the golden cloud also became slower and slower, slower and slower......

Finally, when the last dark creature prayed to Han Feng without hesitation, the beautiful whirlpool slowly stopped at the same time.

Does this represent the destruction of hopes, or the end of an old era?

The hearts of all living beings are terrified.

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No matter how the creatures in the audience felt, a certain Yan Jun, as a referee, still felt a sense of accomplishment for this kind of scene where tens of thousands of people admired and liked to run.

"The warm-up is over, and the show is officially off. The two concubines, would you like to accompany me to star in this drama? ”

Zhao Feifei's neck stiffened, and he habitually struck:

"What concubine? I'm still immortal! Do you think you're really ......? ”

As soon as Tang Yue'er saw that this girl had been fooled again, she quickly covered her mouth and reminded in a low voice:

"Don't talk about that, that guy is really an emperor - even if he only cares about the dead, he is still an emperor!"

Zhao Feifei was stunned when he heard this, and then remembered that Han Feng really had this identity, but he was not willing to admit defeat, and was slightly stunned, and then snatched back the initiative:

"He will be able to control the dead, what future is there? Do you dare to learn from the ancient emperors and have seventy-two concubines in three palaces, six courtyards? ”

In the face of Zhao Feifei's nonsense, the crazy brother couldn't cry or laugh for a while: Even if my brother has this heart, under the eyes of the two tigresses, I don't dare to say that I have the courage to do so!

So he fled.

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The flowing clouds on the altar were still emitting dazzling light, and the whirlpool that originally surrounded it had completely stopped. Not only that, but the seven-colored streamers that formed the vortex also seemed to be slowly immersed in the flowing clouds.

By the time the whirlpool had completely disappeared, the clouds had completely turned into a colorful color. And the light it emits is like a rainbow, reflecting the whole island with a thousand rays of sunshine and thousands of ruiqi, coupled with the blue sea and sky, and the smoke and clouds, it looks like the legendary fairy world!

But in the eyes of Zhao Feifei, who has nothing to do and nothing to provoke, the only fly in the ointment is the strange dark creatures on the ground under his feet.

Rao is like this, and he will also shake the Gambino Wind Clan, who think they have seen the world, and worship reflexively.

Under such a miracle, no one can maintain peace of mind, not even Xiao Jin, who has been immersed in the problem of jet lag!

Not to mention the dark creatures who would rather give everything they have than aspire to become the WindClan.

-- There is no second expression except for the mouth wide open, the eyes wide, and the speechless!

"Is this the power of God?"

God said, "Brother only speaks for himself!"

"Is this the world of God?"

And God said, "You deserve it!"

Provided, of course...... Since the heart core has been sacrificed, there is no prerequisite.

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Countless blood river flowers have already floated down, which is a sign that Han Feng is about to appear. Because since someone used this flower to deceive the hearts of beauties, and then grabbed a great fortune, he has placed more hopes on the endless spiritual creature of the underworld:

One more beauties! Count more bills! A little more......

The ghost doesn't know what this Yan Jun wants so much money for!

Delicate blood-red flowers spread all over the island, and the rich fragrance of flowers made everyone fascinated and dreamed.

With the gentle push of the sea breeze, all kinds of birds began to come to the fragrance, dancing and singing in the beautiful rainbow. In the slightly wrinkled blue sea, dolphins and wild sharks are accompanied by water ballet, and the giant whales that swim from nowhere are lined up in a phalanx, neatly shooting water columns into the sky, as if at the same time a fountain rises on the sea surface, which is set off by the sun and rainbow more and more crystal clear and dreamy......

The white clouds in the sky began to gather rapidly, condensing into a huge pattern of flowing clouds, swimming quietly in the sky.

All of them look so dreamy, beautiful, and real!

Just when all the hearts were intoxicated by this picture-like beauty and could not extricate themselves, a greater, more coquettish, and more lawless miracle appeared......

PS: Sleepy, broken sleep. I have to wake up at 6 o'clock in the morning! I can't say much - I just ask for all kinds of support!