The next day, in the small full season, the purple seven stars rotated to the south wheel!

The summer wind blows, and the bitter herbs grow, which is both reverse and piercing!

Xiaomanlai, rice and wheat ears, rejoicing, Dingtiantang!

Cai Weinan, wide mulberry silkworms, military grain, willow sheep!

Wearing fairy robes, the name is ancient, the star god is sacrificed, and Rong Shengchang!

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At noon, Jiaoyang is at its peak!

Wu'an City, Mojia Star Soul Altar, Star Soul Field!

A sea of colorful people, most of the monks in Wu'an City are gathered in the Mo family's Star Soul Field, and most of the people with status and status sit on the upper seat, like the An family, the Wu family and the Ye family, the people of the three major families of Wu'an City are sitting in the first row of the Star Soul Field, and behind it are thousands of juniors from the vassal small families and some small groups who watch the ceremony in groups.

Next to these people, there are also some outlaw monks with advanced cultivation and strong strength, among which there are some hidden masters in the world, these people are scattered rangers in Wu'an City, who like to be alone, act according to their personal temperament, and do not belong to any family or gang, but their influence should not be underestimated, which is also one of the reasons why the black hand of the Dali Dynasty has never been able to reach here.

In the corner of the crowd, a nanmu coffin with a pair of human skeletons standing horizontally, next to the coffin, there is a peculiar unicorn bone hand ten fingers are rotating on Chu Ge's back at great speed, beating the back, skillful, such as Yiren in love with both hands plucking the lover's hair, telling the warmth of the years.

Chu Ge sat on top of the coffin of the Nine Corpses, holding Mo Caiwei's Pisces hairpin in his hand, looking at the corner of the wall with blank eyes, his mood was a little low, and he had no intention of enjoying the Qilin Bone Hand beating his back like playing a piano.

He came to the Star Soul Field in Mofu very early, and after searching for Mo Caiwei's figure three or four times to no avail, he gave up and could only quietly wait for the beginning of the Immortal Viewing Ceremony and the appearance of Yiren.

"Da Da Da!"

There was a sound of sparse and orderly footsteps on the Star Soul Field, and a group of red-clothed shamans wearing sacrificial robes walked out of the middle of the crowd, there were one hundred and eight people, their footsteps landed soundly, and they took the lead in walking towards the Star Soul Altar, sprinkling a strange flower as they walked, and after arriving at the altar, they formed three strange star-shaped great sacrifice arrays.

One hundred and eight red-clothed shamans are still very young, half are virgins, half are virgins, this is an extremely ancient and peculiar way of sacrifice, with the blood of virgins and virgins, in the small full season, to sacrifice to the ancient star gods, dominate one side, and enjoy peace.

Snort!

The wind is blowing, and the yellow leaves and stars are falling!

After the red-clothed shaman finished arranging, dozens of orange-clothed female shamans flew over in the air, holding amber crystal balls in their hands, jade fingers and horizontal points, and at the same time performing the technique of soul sacrifice: starry sunset, full of prosperity.

The flying Aries star flowers and the sunset light and shadow of the stars slowly emerged in the sky above the Star Soul Altar, the colorful light was like the stars and moon in the sky, flashing bright and crystal light, vaguely covering the scorching sun at noon, and the flowers of the stars and the moon were full of prosperity, piercing everyone's eyes without opening their eyes, which was very powerful.

"It's... This is a saint-level star sacrifice soul technique! Could it be that this stranger family is from the ancient Star Clan..."

There was a young scattered monk beside Chu Ge, with a strong body, a dragon head and a tiger's back, blue eyes and fiery eyes, his eyes were like a horse, and he dared to talk about the Mo family's star soul technique bluntly, coupled with the strange appearance of his facial features, making him stand out from the crowd!

He wore a wooden and earthy hat on his head, a black robe with thunderclouds and blue fire, a pair of ink-black Tianlun Xingchen fists in his hands, his hands were inserted in front of the wide chest, staring closely at the meteor moonflower flying in the sky, not afraid of the fierce soul-devouring light emitted by the Star Soul Technique, the corners of his mouth full of deep thought trembled a little, what shocked him was not the mere Star Soul Technique, but the extremely ancient and mysterious Star Clan behind the Saint-level Star Soul Technique.

The young monk was shocked and fell into a moment of thought, his blue eyebrows twitching slightly, like an astute cricket dormant under the eaves, and from time to time there was a mist and cold smoke in the darkness......

Chu Ge stood beside him, slowly raised his eyes, his dark and red eyes were deep, and he glanced at the young monk a few times, and he sensed a secret familiarity from the monk's black clothes, this person should be a young clan of Zhurong Wugo.

Because, between the young monk's cold eyebrows, there is a gloomy temperament exactly the same as that of Wu Zixu, but he lacks a pair like Wu Zixu, one red and one black yin and yang eyes...

Soon, the young monk noticed that Chu Ge was looking at him, he slowly turned around, facing Chu Ge, and did not speak, his blue eyes revealed a kind of arrogant coldness.

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Jingle bell!

The ethereal sound of the brass bell grinding in the wind sounded in mid-air, and the fluttering orange notes pierced through the air, coming like shadows, and dozens of orange-clothed shamans and three yellow-clothed shamans, walking briskly and gracefully, slowly fell into the Star Soul Altar.

They held an Aries crystal ball in their hands, wore all orange sacrificial robes, wore a dreamy purple silk veil on their heads, and held a leather horn orchestra tube intricately carved from the horns of Aries.

The leather horn music tube, half a zhang long, shaped like the green wood bamboo tube abundant in the Southern Wilderness, also sprinkled a layer of orange and white gold bone powder on the dense hole of the leather horn music tube, from a distance, it is like a layer of smooth and translucent dense wax, golden light overflowing.

I don't know if the orange notes that wandered in the wind just now were sprinkled with gold bone powder, or because these colorful leather horns themselves had a dreamlike effect on people's hearts.

Some people speculate that the art of sacrifice is not in the god continent, but brought by the star clan who has been dormant in the continent, and the priests who are dormant in the continent by sacrificing their ancient great star gods, so as to obtain the incomparably powerful power of star sacrifice, calling the wind and rain, and going to heaven and earth!

And the Mo family can use dozens of orange-clothed shamans and three yellow-clothed shamans at any time, and their strength can be seen! You must know that among some very well-established sects, such as the Corpse Puppet Sect and the Heavenly Sect, most of their younger generation's cultivation is in the Fusion Spirit Realm and the Yuan Shen Realm.

The orange-clothed shaman who cultivates the way of sacrifice has the strength of the soul refining realm, and the yellow-clothed shaman is equivalent to the cultivation of the soul melting realm, so the Mo family can cultivate so many powerful shamans, and the force behind it is very likely to be the Star Clan.

Wu Wu Wu!

Knock knock!

Accompanied by the sound of Wu music in the leather horn, a tiger skin drum the size of a wooden house fell from the sky, the drum shook the sky, and the ground was amazing, and a beautiful man in an orange robe stepped on the tiger skin drum, he was condescending, looking down on everyone.

When Chu Ge saw this beautiful man in orange appear, his heart tightened, this person was really Mo Caiwei's younger brother whom Chu Ge had seen last night, Mo Xinsang.

Mo Xinsang stood on the tiger skin drum, holding a cyan crystal ball in his left hand, and holding a blue crystal coffin in his right hand, the size of the crystal coffin was the same as that of an ordinary coffin, but its coffin was engraved with a peculiar mural of white sheep.

In addition to the bloody mist, the coffin kept shaking, as if it were holding some terrifying Holy Spirit...

"Mo Xinsang, your sister and brother are widely distributed Guanxian stickers, please wait for me to come and admire the birth of Di Xian, but now you are so divine, you don't let me wait to see the true face of Di Xian, isn't it when we are monkeys playing balls?"

When a scattered monk saw that the main owner of the Mo family appeared, he was indignant, obviously dissatisfied with his hard waiting under the scorching sun, and his usual fierce face began to be revealed, and he directly complained to Mo Xinsang.

He came here for Di Xian, and he made this complicated and cumbersome star worship ceremony for the Mo family, and he didn't have any cold window willow at all, he just wanted to see Di Xian quickly and feast his eyes.

"Yes, yes. It is said that the Dixian has the power of Nirvana after being born in a hundred days, which is equivalent to Nirvana, but I don't know if it is true or not? If we can see the legendary puppet Dixian who has the realm of Nirvana, it will also be of great help to us to understand the art of Nirvana in the future. ”

"However, if your Mo family doesn't have such a divine object, and just wants to use the name of the Drop Immortal to promote their own sacrificial skills, so as to establish a strong momentum, then to be honest, your second master will not be here to accompany you, looking at your sacrificial skills, it is better to go to the Yihong Courtyard in Wu'an Cheng Xinghua Building to have fun, I think it is much more comfortable to watch the slender white legs of the fox beauties and their sheng under the moon than to listen to your leather horn tube music!"

The companion next to Sanxiu also coaxed, and the horizontal flesh on Scar's face rolled into a crumpled paper warbler, using their outlaw theory - barefoot people are not afraid to wear shoes, squeezing Mo Xinsang.

These two people are the wolf souls in Wu'an City, both of them are cultivators at the peak of the soul refining realm, they have already refined their souls into soldiers, stacked souls and condensed armor, and their strong cultivation is already considered to be the best in loose cultivation, and the city lord of Wu'an City, Dugu Liuchen, once wanted to subdue them and give them to high-ranking officials.

Therefore, they have some skills among the scattered monks, and they have always been fierce and domineering, and they are so rude and arrogant to everyone, not to mention, this little Mo family is just a foreign family in Wu'an City, and they have only been in Wu'an for three years.

As the so-called strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, the second evil is the arrogant lone snake that has been mixed in Wu'an City for many years, plus this matter is the fault of the Mo family, I think: In front of Wu'ancheng's many families and scattered cultivators, Liang his little Mo Xinsang didn't dare to do anything to them?

It's just that the Mo family is really afraid of them?

Hearing the words of the self-proclaimed evil master, Mo Xinyan was not angry, the two pear vortices smiled in the wind, and said casually to Wu An Ersha: "Since the two of you are impatient, then I will give the two of you a ride, Xiao Sang is not talented, and he reads less, but my star priest master in the deep mountains once warned me that when I go out, I need to calm down, do more things, talk less, and make more mistakes!"

"Now, I give you this sentence!"

Mo Xinsang's tone was very light, but his words were very straightforward!

Before Mo Xinsang's words were finished, his feet stepped the tiger skin drum, and with a loud bang, he floated up in the air, his posture was as elegant as a goshawk soaring in the air, his sharp eyes suddenly cold, and his starry hands slapped lightly on the cyan crystal ball.

The crystal ball floated back and forth in the air, bursting out with a burst of mercury-like white star and moon luster, and a yellow-white and translucent Aries Star Pill quickly flew out of the crystal ball and headed towards Wu'an.

The Aries Star Spirit Pill is instantaneous, changing, and fast, winding into a tower above the head of the two demons, and layers of golden light seep out of it, implying an extremely terrifying power of the Star Sacrifice...

Seeing this, Ersha's face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly used the power of his soul, and a light orange and dark yellow wolf soul breath erupted from his body, turning his soul into a soldier and stacking his soul into armor, but before the wolf soldier armor on his body was formed, it was absorbed by the golden light pagoda condensed by the Aries Star Spirit Pill, and was bullied into smoke.

The starlight seeped into people, and the Aries Star Spirit Pill flew in the air, and it became as big as a riverbed in a few breaths, and then, Xiang Ersha was covered again, like a starlight meteorite falling from the sky, instantly crushing Ersha into a fragile tofu patty!

Hiss, blood splashed, milky white brain mixed with dark red blood spread under the green bricks...