Elanda was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then thought that many people value their own ** more and don't like the feeling of being watched all the time. The federal government also has relevant laws and regulations that if others clearly object, they cannot continue to shoot, otherwise it will be an infringement of the portrait rights and ** rights of others.

She said depressedly: "It's very troublesome to play mosaics in the live broadcast, and it's not beautiful, but I'll turn the camera away and try not to shoot you in." ”

With that, she turned the camera away.

"Thank you." Xin Lin nodded in gratitude.

He is currently a celebrity in the Federation, much more famous than Elanda, and he also needs this fame, but not in the form of a live broadcast. Moreover, this sacrificial ceremony is very important to the Federation, and on such an important occasion, if every move is seen by an audience hundreds of light years away, if an accident occurs, it will be difficult to end.

Thinking so, Xin Lin turned his head to look around and found that not only Eranda was broadcasting live, but also several high-ranking samurai who participated in the sacrificial ceremony were also holding their mobile phones to shoot everywhere, but because they were far away, they were not in the camera.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd below, and a group of Qingling cavalry cleared the way, and then, a group of younger-looking Qingling people entered the square of the temple and boarded the platform where the federal mission was located.

This group of young men and women is half male and half female, with a strong confidence on their faces, a calm gaze, and a steady pace.

Most of their weapons are mainly swords and bows, and they are wearing leather armor, which looks shabby, but it is relatively unable to hide the powerful aura on their bodies. Like most of the Qinglings, when they got to the platform, they focused their attention on the Space Marines at first glance, and they couldn't stop watching with curiosity.

Xin Lin looked at this group of people, knowing that they were the descendants of the Qingling Clan who were going to participate in the sacrifice ceremony today, and they were also his competitors.

Their number is far more than the high-level warriors of the Federation, more than three hundred, more than ten times the number of the Federation, and most of them have more than six leaves on their chests, which means that they are six-leaf swordsmen, as well as seven-leaf swordsmen, which are equivalent to the peak high-level warriors of the Federation.

Xin Lin had read the information before, the average genius of the Qingling clan cultivated to the six-leaf or seven-leaf swordsman, and it would take twenty or thirty years at the earliest, and the slow one might be fifty or sixty years, and if it was longer, he would not belong to the ranks of geniuses, even if he relied on time to survive to the seven-leaf swordsman, he was not qualified to participate in the sacrificial ceremony.

There are more than 20 million people in the Qingling clan, and it is estimated that there are more than 100 swordsmen who can be regarded as geniuses above five leaves, but there are more than 300 people in front of them, and there are obviously people in them, and they are not young juniors for a long time, but they have a long lifespan, and they can't see their real age.

"It seems that Queen Qingling's sincerity is still discounted, and she is scheming with the Federation, and there are hundreds of places to participate in the sacrificial ceremony, but there are obviously a lot of surpluses, but only thirty are given to the Federation, obviously because she doesn't want too many people in the Federation to get the opportunity to change her mental power."

Thinking of this, Xin Lin snorted coldly in his heart, as long as the effect of the Qingkong Fruit is verified, it is not up to the Qingling Clan to decide how many places the Federation will allocate in the future.

He glanced at Xiahou Zheng who was sitting in front of him, and sure enough, a little displeasure flashed in Xiahou Zheng's eyes, but he didn't attack on the spot.

A moment later, a loud voice came from inside the temple: "Silence. ”

The sound spread throughout the city, and hundreds of thousands of Qingling people fell silent, and their eyes turned to the ceremonial platform on the top of the temple, where an old man with gray hair held a scepter and slowly walked out. Behind him, there were many Qingling people wearing sacrificial robes, and their eyes shone with a strange light.

Everyone in the Federation is observing the old man who is the leader, he is the temple high priest Asel Aoba, the spiritual leader of the Qingling clan, with a transcendent status, and he is still vaguely above the Qingling Queen.

When the Qingling people in the square saw the high priest appear, they all saluted in unison, and their eyes were full of reverence.

"Meet Your Excellency the High Priest."

The high priest of the temple stretched out his hand to support him, and said kindly, "God bless you." ”

Several powerhouses of the Federation Mission are solemn, they are all meeting this high priest for the first time, in the records of the Federation, this person has been a five-leaf priest more than six hundred years ago, one of the seven main priests of the temple, and is currently the number one master of the Qingling clan, the seven-leaf sacrifice, which is equivalent to the ninth level warlock of the Federation, and his strength is unfathomable.

The high priest's gaze swept over the people of the Federation, his gaze was very calm, and he did not show personal emotions, but just nodded slightly towards Xiahou Zheng to show respect.

"Let's welcome the new Queen." The High Priest spoke again.

Under the attention of 10,000 people, the gate of the Queen's Palace on the mountainside opened, and a whole thousand Qingling guards surrounded Yvine * Fengge, she wore a gorgeous robe, sat on a tall and light deer-shaped mount, dozens of maids in front of her sprinkled flowers to open the way, and the musicians behind played solemn and solemn music, and the procession climbed to the top of the mountain along the wide avenue, and walked into the square.

Until the end of the square, Yvine Fengge jumped off his mount, and alone, stepped up the stone steps step by step, to the side of the high priest of the temple, condescendingly, and waved to the tens of thousands of Qingling people in the square.

Next, the high priest of the temple presided over the enthronement ceremony according to the process, first let Evien * Fengge take an oath, the oath was bent, the ceremony was lengthy and cumbersome, and then the high priest witnessed in the name of God, etc., and put on a wooden emerald green crown, which looked like a fine work of art, and after wearing it, it added a bit of majesty.

Finally, the priests moved to the throne that had been prepared long ago, and Ewyn*Windsong sat down with the support of the high priest and accepted the worship of her people.

"Her Majesty!"

"Meet Her Majesty ......"

Many Qingling people shouted loudly and loudly, and the voices converged and resounded in the sky.

The people of the Federation watched the enthronement ceremony with great interest, and it felt like they were enjoying a well-made film and television drama, and everything was very novel. Elanda even broadcast this scene live hundreds of light-years away through the quantum network, and the number of viewers skyrocketed, allowing hundreds of millions of viewers to witness the whole process with their own eyes.

The enthronement ceremony was followed by a sacrificial ceremony.

The high priest of the temple looked solemn, he held a scepter, and led the twelve priests above four leaves to stand in a triangular formation, they were facing the Qingkong Divine Tree, chanting words in their mouths, and one after another mental power fluctuations were stimulated from them, and they became more and more intense, the range extended outward, and the air was filled with huge pressure, which made people's hearts sway.

Everyone in the Federation watched intently, and everyone knew that these priests were communicating with the Blue Sky Divine Tree, which was suspected to be a super lifeform.

After a few minutes, the high priest's gaze suddenly froze, and a dazzling pillar of green light pierced the sky, and the sea of clouds in the sky rolled, and a loud sound echoed between heaven and earth.

"Great Tree God, your people are calling!"

After that, the Blue Sky Divine Tree responded, and the entire super forest under the mountain shook, and countless leaves flew into the sky, forming a huge face with a height of more than five hundred meters, hanging high in the air, looking down on the temple.

"What do you call me?"

Under the gaze of such a behemoth, for a moment, everyone's breath was held.