There is no cumbersome worship to the heavens and seal the Zen, Yin Xutian sacrifices to the heavens in a hurry, just when the spiritual blood is burned out, the sea of clouds is about to gather, and the Avenue of Stars is about to close, everyone thinks so.

The old Confucian who was also standing solemnly seemed to see a ghost, and then took a step back, bumped into the stone seat behind him and fell down and sat down, except for the two demon clans standing beside the old Confucian Sheng, the two kings of the 38 realms and Chonghong, the lord of Tai'an Mountain, who saw this amazing scene, everyone was familiar with it.

A few moments later, countless stars that were gradually dimming suddenly erupted, and countless stars shot out a rainbow light of various colors towards Xuandu Mountain, and gradually the rainbow light gathered and condensed into a huge white ball of light.

Is this a gift from the Great Dao or a punishment from heaven? Therefore, people believe that it is the latter, and they dare to sacrifice to the sky with a pool of broken blood and an unorthodox lotus flower of unorthodox color that no one wants, and they are not looking for death.

Fourth Mr. Ji Lingtian held the eight swords and went up, jumping alone behind Yin Xutian who worshiped Xuandu Mountain and sacrificed to the sky, and the eight innate supreme killing magic weapons flashed with various colors of rainbow light like lotus flowers, slowly rotating above the heads of the two people. Mr. Two turned a blind eye to this and let Ji Lingtian make a move.

The little junior sister Jingle stretched out her hand into her arms, and just touched the corner of the snow silver, but she couldn't move anymore, the little girl blushed, regardless of the obstruction, she was desperately trying to pull out the snow silver thing in her arms, Shizun, you gave me something, how I want to use it is my business, you can't care. Jingle passed on the voice of the heart lake to the Immortal Ancestor, but Chonghong ignored it.

The same thing happened to the rest of the gentlemen in Tai'an Mountain and the 'outsider' Jiang Ziwang.

Of course, not all spectators are watching the excitement.

Chu Shi Shanhe slowly held the handle of Zhu He's knife behind him, it is not easy to accept a little brother these days, what a pity if he is stoned to death by heaven and earth again.

And the void around the Chu madman who had always refused to make a move began to distort, and the Heavenly Dao punishment was such a thing as hundreds of thousands of years if he didn't take some to sharpen himself, it was too much of a loss.

Mu Ying glanced at Mu Qiu in the audience and then stared at Chu Shishanhe, in this situation, Chu Shishanhe must also be on it, and he must also go up to Mu Qiu, how can he stop one or two for this friend's friend, in fact, it is reluctant to say that one or two is enough.

More people are watching coldly, there is no way that the cause and effect are too big, the consequences are too great, and once the upper family is held, there will even be the possibility of extinction.

Just like Long Reverse and Ni Qianluo secretly withdrew the same secretly condensed aura, after all, they are different from others, the family side has to take care of it no matter what, and some people are born to be tired for a lifetime for a surname.

Speaking of which, Chu Shi Shanhe has to praise the second uncle and eldest brother who drove themselves out of the demon capital three years ago, if it weren't for them, the name Chu Shi Shanhe would not have become an ordinary surname, an ordinary name.

The white ball of light fell rapidly, and its size was also rapidly shrinking, and when it reached the top of Tai'an Mountain, it was still a hundred zhang big, Ji Lingtian saw that the ball of light was approaching, and his sword finger was fixed on the center of his eyebrows, and then suddenly pointed to the sky, and the eight different fairy swords spun rapidly and turned into an eight-colored golden colored lotus, wanting to block the ball of light, and the white ball of heavenly evolution directly turned into nothingness and passed through the eight-colored golden colored lotus out of thin air.

Ji Lingtian regarded death as if he was at home, and wanted to take a step forward and use his body to punish Yin Xutian's Heavenly Dao, but as a result, Yin Xutian was pushed away.

There was no imaginary Heavenly Dao punishment, and the second gentleman of Tai'an Mountain was not destroyed, but the white mang was stagnant in front of Yin Xutian.

Now it seems that it is no longer a Heavenly Dao punishment, since there are many Heavenly Dao punishments, then this white mang is from the starry sky, and it can only be a gift from the Great Dao.

"How is that possible?" The old Confucian who was sitting on the stone seat was still a little incredulous, and suddenly the old monk Yang Shen turned his head out of his body and grabbed the Immortal Ancestor and asked, "Chonghong, what are you going to do?" ”

Immortal Ancestor smiled and shook his head, but did not answer.

The old Confucian Yang Soul was depressed, and he powerlessly let go of the Immortal Ancestor and turned back to his body, unexpectedly that the backhand chess pieces that the Emperor Yuan Hall spent hundreds of thousands of years selecting and cultivating from all living beings to survive the catastrophe of heaven and earth turned into chess players, and turned his head to calculate the Emperor Yuan Palace.

The canopy of heaven merged, the sea of clouds flowed backwards, and the stars of the heavenly path also returned to their original trajectory. Yin Xutian stepped on the purple lotus with his right hand holding the white light group and stood on the altar of the sacrifice.

Yin Xutian's left hand was a knife and began to carve up this visible avenue cause and effect.

Yin Xutian cut off the six layers with a knife, let it fall and disappear naturally on the sacrificial platform and the mountains and rivers of Tai'an Mountain, warm and warm the landscape, of course, this is not something that can be completed overnight, but it is certain that the luck of Tai'an Mountain has risen sharply, and the number of people who become kings and enlighten on Tai'an Mountain will undoubtedly increase significantly in the future, which is also a kind of heritage, a huge foundation that should not be underestimated, and even compared to the immortal ancestors.

Yin Xutian is cut off by three percent with a knife, and his own breath is used as a guide to introduce it into Xuandu Mountain, and one is used as the peak of the sacrifice to the sky, and the aura of Xuandu Mountain is almost exhausted, which can be used for repair. Second, the peak of the sacrifice to the heavens deserves this honor. The third is that Xuandu Mountain and Tai'an Mountain are one, if you don't care about one or the other, it is the biggest trouble, and there are not as many people as Xuandu Mountain as Tai'an Mountain, and three percent is enough.

At this time, Yin Xutian still had one percent left in his hand, and this was what made everyone blush.

"Mr. Two." Just as Yin Xutian was about to divide the last Great Dao gift, a protector who challenged Chilinjun's seriously injured young man suddenly spoke: "Second Mr., I wonder if I can share my nephew's share?" ”

Yin Xutian stopped the movements in his hand and squinted at the old man.

"What are you talking about, old guy, why did my second senior brother's opportunity give away your nephew for nothing." The little girl who was released from the confinement after the gift of the avenue was in her hands, Jingle muttered and was indignant.

"I've never seen anything so shameless." The little Lori beside Chu Shishanhe whispered to Chu Shishanhe.

"It's good to look at next, what's the hurry." Chu Shishanhe said with a smile.

"Look at a stinky and shameless old scoundrel?" Chu Xinsu asked: "If you encounter this kind of guy in my Evil Spirit Sea, it will be a slap in the face." Saying that, Chu Xinsu didn't forget to jump up and make a few gestures.

Chu Shi Shanhe turned his head and pressed the energetic Chu Xinsu where, and then pointed to Yin Xutian on the altar of the sacrifice and asked Chu Xinsu to watch the play.

Aren't you Yin Xutian going to be a wicked person in Tai'an Mountain? The next thing is the heart-to-heart game, if you Yin Xutian can get by, you can only win. If you can't get over it, although your temperament will not affect the Dao heart, it will still be a small dead lump in your heart after all.

Chu Shishan Heban looked at Yin Xutian, who was in the spotlight, and I must let you see that my demon clan is not a rule, and I can't get off the knife with the face of a Tai'an Mountain on my back? The demons have never paid attention to this. Of course, those who don't have the ability to play scoundrels on other people's turf have no need to get out alive.

"Little girl, because this is Tai'an Mountain, my nephew is injured in Tai'an Mountain, and you must be treated." The old man doesn't care about his face anymore, no matter how big his face is, can he have a big gift? Feed the dogs, don't.

"The thing you sacrifice to the heavens is the essence blood of my master and nephew, and if this essence blood fades, you will have to lose a hundred years, not a thousand years of Taoism." The old man quietly stretched out his leg and kicked the nephew who was lying on the ground, and the nephew coughed unusually cooperatively, and spurted out a lot of blood.

Chi Linjun crossed his arms and sneered a few times, Chi Linjun thought that he was already shameless, but he didn't expect Jiang to be old and spicy. But this is so disgusting that the second gentleman of Tai'an Mountain, who can sacrifice to the sky alone, if it hurts his mood again, it will be the best, but this avenue gift Chilin Jun has to fight for it.

There is no way, if this is not Tai'an Mountain or the old guy of the Immortal Family is not in the Sanjiu Realm, then it is a different scene full of heroes, and even if the Immortal Family is slaughtered overnight, it may not be impossible for the mountain foundations of the two mountains of Tai'an Xuandu to be wiped out. Just the demon clan has two ancestors of the upper three or eight realms secretly following this trip, and as for the other races, they may not all want the garbage of the three realms to protect the road, after all, each race has its own plan.

"Qing Daoyou, what you said is not right." Someone interjected and interrupted the old man's words.

"The blood on the stage is not only vomited by your family, but also by my disciples."

"Yes." Twenty-nine people were seriously injured by Chilin Jun, and some of them were dissatisfied with this, and they all spoke one after another.

"This sacrifice is all contributed by everyone's juniors, so this last part of the Great Dao gift should be divided into twenty-nine parts and belong to their respective juniors." Suggestions were made.

The old man who was called Qing Daoyou stroked his beard and nodded with a smile: "That's what I originally meant, since this friend said it, I won't be armpitted, after all, Tai'an Mountain's help is everyone's juniors, and this reward should be shared equally by everyone." ”

The old man Qing who has lived for tens of thousands of years is naturally not a fool, even if he is really a fool who can live for tens of thousands of years, how can he be a human essence, if the old man Qing really bites this piece of fat and does not let go, not to mention that the second gentleman of Tai'an Mountain, who has no Chu Shi mountains and rivers, will not let go, just the protector of the other twenty-eight people can let himself die here on the spot, and the old man Qing still dares to pack a ticket The people of Tai'an Mountain absolutely don't care about it. So the old man has to let go, needless to say that the gift is beautiful, how can it look fairer.

"Since the words are here, I will come here for you for this opportunity." Old man Qing went up a few steps, and he had to score points, but it was not up to him, the operator, to score.

"Mr. Er, this opportunity is handed over to me, and the old man has thanked Tai'anshan and Mr. Two for twenty-nine people." The old man Qing was righteous and awe-inspiring, putting himself in an absolute justice, which also invisibly put another pressure on Tai'an Mountain.

If Tai'an Mountain obediently handed over this avenue opportunity, no one would be grateful to Tai'an Mountain, but instead he would hold Old Man Qing high and say that he was seeking a 'justice' from Tai'an Mountain for these twenty-nine people. If Tai'an Mountain refuses to hand over this opportunity, it will be simpler, directly put an unrighteous name on Protestant Tai'an Mountain, so that you Tai'an Mountain people will travel everywhere in the future, and no one will dare to vote for your Daomen again.

"Over to you?" Stepping on Hongmeng Purple Lotus, Yin Xutian held a dustless white mang, the size of a baby's fist in his hand, stared at the old man Qing, and played with the taste: "When did I promise to you?" ”

Under the purple lotus, the fourth gentleman Ji Lingtian took a step forward, confronting the old man Qing from afar, the lotus sword array above his head had been withdrawn, and eight congenital killing treasures with similar shapes were like peacocks opening the screen behind Ji Lingtian, just waiting for the second senior brother to give an order, and open eight holes in this shameless old guy.

"Mr. Two!" Old Man Qing drank coldly, and then persuaded him with 'good words': "Does Mr. Second want to ignore the name of Tai'an Mountain for his own selfish interests." ”

Yin Xutian watched coldly and did not respond.