Fuyu was a little crying and laughing, and looked at his palm.

"I'm just a skin injury, but you, who was almost stabbed into a honeycomb, what are those spiritual power halos?"

Ah Feng reacted at this time, and quickly felt the situation in his body.

Giving him a strange look, she opened her mouth but didn't speak.

I think that as the most talented junior of the Heavenly Luan Bird Clan, she had also cultivated day and night for more than nine hundred years before she was able to form a spiritual power vortex in her body.

But after going through that trial, although he guessed that he would improve, he didn't expect that now a spiritual power vortex was born in his body in vain.

It's no wonder that I felt wrapped in layers of spiritual power before, constantly infiltrating into my body, and my body was also washed and reshaped over and over again.

In a trance, a voice sounded again in the space.

"The trial is over."

"The trialist's speed, courage and heart are all excellent, inherited by the saint of the Snail Clan, and the mission of the Snail Clan, thank the gods."

Ah Feng and Fu Yu Gu were stunned, and then he looked Ah Feng up and down, and his expression became unprecedented.

"This ...... What does that mean? ”

Ah Feng was a little weak and asked in a low voice.

"What did you do to accept the inheritance of the Snail Saintess for some reason?" Fuyu looked at her in amazement.

Feeling the unprecedented power in her body, Ah Feng couldn't help but smile, she raised her eyebrows, and said proudly: "Maybe the snail god found out that I was gifted, so he decided to leave the inheritance to me." ”

Seeing her triumphant appearance, Fuyu couldn't help but shake his head, and said helplessly: "Let's go, let's go out first." ”

Ah Feng nodded, and after thanking the snail god in a serious way, he waited for Fuyu to cast a spell as a matter of course, but saw his gaze cast over.

"How...... What's wrong? ”

She looked herself up and down uneasily, except that she was a little embarrassed, there was no problem.

He sighed deeply.

"Ah Feng, when we enter the ancestral shrine, our spiritual power is bound, have you forgotten? Now that you're a saint, you shouldn't be restricted. ”

Ah Feng was embarrassed, only to find that he was no longer a weak snail spirit, and he could no longer rely on Fuyu's protection all the time.

When she stretched out her hand to condense her spiritual power, the surging power made her almost burst into tears.

Finally, the bitterness has come......

This weak body taught her to be very aggrieved, and from today on, she was finally promoted to a strong snail spirit!

Seeing that Ah Feng's face was full of emotion for a while, and sad and joyful for a while, Fuyu angrily reached out and flicked her head.

"What do you think, this little bit of spiritual power is happy and stupid?"

She covered her forehead with an "oops" and muttered dissatisfaction in her heart.

Quickly condensing his spiritual power, Ah Man tore a crack in the top of this space.

After hesitating for a moment, Ah Feng stepped forward and grabbed Fuyu, who was looking at him with a smile, and took him out of this space.

At this moment, the whole Snail clan is gathering at the ancestral shrine to prepare for the once-in-a-century opening of the ancestral shrine.

Opening the shrine to worship the spirit is a custom that has been handed down by the ancient snail people for a long time, and it is said that at this time of every hundred years, the snail god will appear and bless the people of the snail tribe.

and open the secret realm of the ancestral hall, and gather all the young children of the clan to participate in the snail god trial.

It has been prophesied that if the Son is born one day, it means that the mission of the Snail Clan is about to be completed, and they will be completely freed from the shackles of seclusion.

And on this day, the people of the Snail tribe, who had been preparing for many days, gathered outside the ancestral hall at this time.

Placing incense tables, preparing tributes, carefully arranging the courtyard of the ancestral hall, soaking the water obtained from the rootless grass with the collected morning dew, and sprinkling it around every corner of the ancestral hall periphery.

Many snail people in the prime of life have brought their children to the side, full of anticipation.

I hope that my children can be favored by the snail god and become the holy son who saves the entire snail tribe, and be worshiped by the whole family.

The Snail Patriarch was a very old man, his beard was already gray, his snow-feathered eyebrows almost covered his cloudy eyes, and a huge cyan snail shell on his back stood out.

His body was slumped, as if he could no longer bear its weight.

"Nian Er has not returned yet, this ancestral shrine is sacrificed once in a hundred years, he knows that it is important, and he will not return because of greed."

The old patriarch sighed, his wrinkled and cracked hand was now holding a smooth unicorn stick, looking worried.

"Si'an, I'm really uneasy."

The young man known as Si'an meticulously tied his hair, and behind his back was a shining milky white snail shell.

He meekly lowered his head and gently lifted the old patriarch up, his voice soft.

"Patriarch, don't worry too much, maybe there is something that is delayed and can't come back in time, haven't those two foreigners been thrown into the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb by the town guards last night? You can rest assured. ”

The old patriarch looked at the busy crowd and snorted lightly: "The one who claims to be the king of the sea, he is the first one in these tens of thousands of years, I see him as extraordinary, if it is really as he said, then the Three Realms should have made waves again......"

Si'an was slightly startled.

"You mean to say that last night's man could really be the Sea Monarch of the Sea Realm? How can this work? ”

"Ten Thousand Sword Mound is not my snail bloodline, and the spiritual power of the whole body will be banned after entering, I'm afraid it won't last long......"

The old patriarch's expression was pale, and the unicorn stick in his hand unconsciously nodded on the ground, and his tone was indistinguishable from joy and anger.

"What are you afraid of, if it is really Haijun, he will definitely not lose his life so easily, this time my snail clan sacrificed to the spirit, no matter who he is, if he dares to stop it, he will have to suffer some hardship."

Si'an smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but look back at the outside of the ancestral hall, thinking that the young master had not returned all night, and sighed worriedly.

At this moment, someone in front of the ancestral shrine shouted: "Patriarch, it's ready, the sacrifice can begin." ”

Everyone suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn.

The old patriarch, supported by Si'an, trembled and walked to the ancestral hall on crutches and knelt down.

Everyone also knelt down one after another, bowed their heads and buried their heads, and there was silence.

"The snail god is above, Hua Wei, the twenty-third generation patriarch of the snail clan, should meet the hundred-year covenant, and specially invite the snail god to open the trial in the clan, give divine power to the younger generation, inherit the holy son, and protect the safety of our clan."

The old patriarch clasped his hands together and bowed his head tremblingly for instructions.

At the same time, everyone behind him bowed their heads and shouted in unison.

"Thank you, the Snail God, please inherit the Holy Son and protect the safety of our clan."

With the pious worship and prayer of the clansmen, the ancestral stone house suddenly erupted into a strong spiritual power fluctuation.

Everyone raised their heads instantly and looked in the direction of the ancestral shrine in surprise, only to see that the stone gate of the ancestral hall was suddenly destroyed by the violent impact, and scattered to the surroundings.

The first to bear the brunt was the old patriarch and Si'an, who was lying on the ground, only to see the old patriarch immediately shout, pick up the crutches and cross in front of him.

A huge and condensed barrier of spiritual power appeared in front of him, blocking all the scattered stone fragments.

Everyone exclaimed, but saw that an all-black figure in the ancestral hall was thrown out again, and the black and translucent snail shell behind the person looked very familiar, isn't this the guardian of the ancestral shrine in the clan?

Before he could digest this absurd scene, two figures walked out again under the stunned gaze of countless figures.

The leader was a woman who looked a little thin, although she was embarrassed and covered with blood, her eyes were bright at the moment, and she twisted her wrist with great interest, and she still couldn't finish her words: "It turns out that the guy who knocked me out last night is so vulnerable?" ”

Behind him was a tall and handsome man, who was looking helpless at the moment, shaking his head in disapproval: "I said that you should be gentle, you have to throw people out, how faceless." ”

It was the two of Ah Saturation Fuyu.

It turned out that when they came out, they were immediately confronted again by the townspeople who had attacked them last night.

In view of the fact that Fuyu's spiritual power cannot be used for the time being, this has given Ah Feng the opportunity to show his talents, and he is finally happy.

Ah Feng pursed his lips in disdain, looking at the place where the Townskeeper had flown out, and he was very dissatisfied.

"Who called him so weak, he couldn't withstand a single move."

After speaking, they walked out of the gate of the ancestral shrine one after another, and saw the dense kneeling in the courtyard, and the snail people who were silent at the moment, Ah Feng was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at Fuyu.

"What's going on? Intimidated by my divine might? ”

Only then did the old patriarch react, and quickly looked down at the state of the town keeper who had already passed unconscious, and then scolded angrily.

"Bold thief, dare to break into my ancestral shrine and hurt my people, I will kill you here today!"

As soon as the words fell, the cyan snail shell behind the old patriarch suddenly lit up, and then a powerful spiritual power gradually condensed in the sky.

"Wait!" Ah Feng hurriedly stopped him, glanced at the old man in front of him, and muttered to Fuyu in a low voice: "This can't be beaten, be ready to escape." ”

"We are the ones who were thrown into the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb by your town keeper last night, old man, if you have something to say, don't do it yet."

Ah Feng shouted while quietly pulling Fuyu's sleeve, ready to escape at any time.

Si'an behind the old patriarch was the first to calm down, he stared at them closely, and questioned: "Impossible, without my snail bloodline, it is impossible to escape from the secret realm left by the snail god, you must be lying!" ”

Ah Feng hurriedly smiled, waved his hand and explained: "Don't get excited, don't get excited, I'm the blood of the Snail Clan, and I just said what kind of saint I am in the space." ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone present changed drastically and looked at each other.

The old patriarch burst into a shout, and the unicorn in his hand pointed directly at Ah Feng: "What nonsense! We snails all have natal volutes behind us, but how can you not have them? Also, how do you learn about the Son, and do it quickly! ”

Fuyu took a step forward, smiled slightly, and arched his hand: "Don't worry, old man, this fairy is indeed a member of the Snail Clan, and the inheritance of the saint Maiden was learned through the trial in the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb before." ”

Seeing that the man in front of him said eight or nine without leaving ten, the old patriarch and Si'an glanced at each other, and they were also a little uncertain.

"If that's the case, please come up with convincing evidence, otherwise the matter of breaking my ancestral shrine and hurting my people will definitely not stop there!"

At this time, while talking to the old patriarch in Fuyu, Ah Feng had already secretly stretched out his hand to Fuyu's waist.

There was a slight touch on his waist suddenly, and then Fuyu swept away, and he saw a white and tender little hand sliding all the way over his abdomen.

He couldn't help but jump on his forehead, and was about to catch the restless little hand, but he saw her whispering behind him with a panicked face.

"Oh no, I forgot that snail shell shattered when it entered the country."