The festival is held on a cliff near the top of Momoyama.

In the center of the cliff was a white altar as clean as jade, which was cleaned spotlessly under the rain curtain of the forty-seven waterfalls of Peach Mountain by the joint efforts of dozens of talisman masters and array masters.

Tens of thousands of fanatical believers selected from all over the world not only did not get wet under the rain curtain, but all looked uplifted and their bodies were light.

When the rain curtain cleared and turned into clouds and mist under the scorching sun, three large arrays were laid down, enveloping the entire Peach Mountain.

Seeing this scene, tens of thousands of fanatical believers became more and more excited, and they all involuntarily knelt on the ground, constantly praising Haotian in their mouths.

On the other side, there is a space dedicated to the worship of various countries.

In addition to the Tang Kingdom, the monarchs of Yan, Song, Qi, Liang, Henan, Jin and other countries all came.

Although Xiling showed a decline due to the battle of the Hanging Temple before, many of them had other thoughts, but if it is really as Xiling Zhangjiao said now, Haotian has come, then everything will have to be reconsidered.

Of course, hearing is false, seeing is believing, and such incredible things as Haotian descending, who can say that it is not Xiling's method of salvation in order to show its prestige?

Naturally, they have doubts about this.

If it weren't for the sheer scale of this Light Festival, they might not have come.

In addition to the monarchs of various countries, the representatives of the surnames of Qinghe County of the Tang State have arrived, the Song lord has arrived, the national master of the Golden Horde and the first martial arts master of the royal court, General Lebu, the hidden world cultivators from all over the world, the teachers and students of the Heavenly Oracle Academy have arrived, the priests and deacons of the four temples have arrived, and even the miscellaneous servants have arrived.

Under the watchful eyes of all the people, two gods slowly descended from the peach mountain and stopped above the cliff flat.

One is naturally the new head of Xiling, Zhao Nanhai, and the other is the former chief priest.

Speaking of which, among the high-level leaders of the previous generation of Xiling, only this ruling great priest remains.

His face was gloomy, but he didn't dare to put his treacherous gaze on Zhao Nanhai, who had robbed him of his position.

After all, Zhao Nanhai has now entered the Six Realms Apocalypse, but he is still barely maintaining the level of the Knowing Destiny Realm.

In fact, if it weren't for Zhao Nanhai's intention to appease the old man of Xiling, he would have set him as a benchmark, and he would not have been able to sit still in the position of the chief priest of the ruling.

Of course, even so, when he is useless, Zhao Nanhai is afraid that he will not let him continue to sit in this position.

It's just a matter of time.

But though he could see it clearly, there was nothing he could do.

Because all conspiracies will eventually fall on strength.

Without enough strength, he couldn't hurt Zhao Nanhai in the slightest.

It is impossible to reach the highest position of head of Xiling.

Seeing the priest of Xiling in charge of the sect and adjudicating the great priest, under that majestic and solemn atmosphere, tens of thousands of believers were even more excited, and the prayer voices in their mouths trembled because of this.

Listening to the awe-inspiring prayers of the believers, a look of satisfaction appeared on Zhao Nanhai's cold and hard face, and after seeing the cultivators of the monarchs of the countries and the forces of the world, this satisfaction became even stronger.

For the first time, he also really felt the power that this position brings. ….

It's just that there is one person who doesn't show up, which makes him a little dissatisfied.

This person is naturally Liu Bai.

Except for a small number of powerhouses who have surpassed the realm of knowing fate, Liu Bai, the number one powerhouse in the world with a lot of fame, represents many things in a certain sense.

In particular, Liu Bai's power is very important to Xiling today.

Because Zhao Nanhai wanted Liu Bai to enter Xiling, it would become the new verdict.

Only such an astonishingly sharp sword can rule all the darkness in the world in his hands.

But if Liu Bai didn't come, he could only put away this thought for the time being, no matter how he thought about it afterwards, he would always finish the current light sacrifice.

So, under the command of the director of the Heavenly Oracle Academy, the ceremony officially began.

The Taoist music full of sacred meaning resounded everywhere in Peachyama, gradually gathered on the front lawn, and entered everyone's ears, and the breath of heaven and earth danced with it, bringing up the peach blossoms scattered in the sky, making the whole Peach Mountain filled with a sweet and greasy aroma.

Under the fragrance, tens of thousands of believers seem to have been washed and reborn.

Sickness, cripplement, aging, roughness, all healed and restored.

The tuberculosis no longer coughed, the lame man threw down his crutches, the old man's gray hair turned black, and the rough and withered skin of men and women became much more delicate and white.

Countless believers cried, excited, prostrate and kowtowed, and frantically praised the greatness of Haotian.

It was a miracle.

The monarchs of the various countries and the cultivators of the various forces in the human world who saw this scene no longer had the slightest suspicion.

At least, there is no doubt about Haotian's greatness.

So, they also knelt down one after another.

When the crying, thanksgiving, and prayers gradually stopped, and after a complicated procedure, the festival of light finally came to the most important step.

Worship the heavens.

The white jade altar was already filled with countless rare and valuable things in the world, and every thing on it was enough to make people crazy.

But the sacrifice that really matters is one person.

Zhao Yu, a girl who is eighteen years old.

Coming from the vein of the South China Sea, flowing with the blood of the great god of light, he stepped into the fate at the age of seventeen, and since the records of the world, it was only one year later than Chen Pipi.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is a peerless genius.

At this moment, Zhao Yu's expression was cold and numb, and he went to the white jade altar under the escort of the two Xiling divine guards.

She looked at the white and sacred altar beneath her, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the pride and confidence of the past had long since vanished.

It turns out that this is his own cemetery?

Countless eyes were fixed on her, and they seemed silent.

Xiling knew that this was their current relative in charge of Zhao Nanhai, on the one hand, they admired Zhao Nanhai's piety to Haotian, but on the other hand, they were also faintly cold and jealous.

A master who can even throw out his relatives and sacrifice with him, in his heart, what can they be counted?

Practitioners in other countries and places don't know what to say.

Human sacrifice is not common today.

In addition, when the real sacrifice begins, will the rumored Haotian really appear?

And what kind of posture will that one appear in front of them?

They were very curious and apprehensive about this.

God's presence on earth is not necessarily a good thing. ….

As the sound of the abbot of the Heavenly Oracle Academy holding a silk scroll made of gold and reading aloud the sacrificial text of the Fengtian chapter in the Xiling Canon, tens of thousands of believers also began to recite it repeatedly.

As a result, the sound of the sacrifice became more and more neat and loud, like the waves on the sea, wave after wave, but the perfect distance between the waves was maintained, and gradually resounded through the peach mountain, as if to let the high sky dome hear.

So, Tianqiong really responded.

The cold autumn day became incomparably brilliant, and countless rays of light sprinkled down and fell on Zhao Yu's thin body.

Zhao Yu only felt that a coercion containing absolute pure power and absolute lofty realm was pressed down like a mountain.

It seemed to crush her, and kneaded her into the white jade altar beneath her.

This is the coercion from the sky, the coercion from Haotian.

Zhao Yu's face turned pale and chose to surrender.

But it no longer matters whether she surrenders or not, because she has no ability to move, she can only gradually dissolve under the countless bright lights, and then die silently.

That moment is the end of the recitation.

Because at the end of the sacrifice, the ten thousand rays of light that fall on the white stone altar will be transformed into the purest Haotian Divine Radiance, which is what the believers call the holy fire.

No one survives under the flames.

At the same time, in the Temple of Light, the Celestial Maiden watched this scene indifferently, calmly waiting

The moment the flame is condensed.

Because when the holy flame condenses, she can swallow the power that came down from the heavenly divine kingdom, and wipe out the last consciousness that belongs to Sangsang in her body.

Then she can have absolutely overwhelming power, sweep away all the hidden dangers in the world, and return to the kingdom of God.

Of course, at the same time, she also saw a group of uninvited guests.

I saw Xu Chuan, who came to the foot of Peach Mountain in an instant from thousands of miles away, ignoring the strict guards, and ignoring the three great formations to protect the mountain and come to the white jade altar.

So, for the first time, her expressionless face was a little moved.

This was the first time she had seen Xu Chuan with her own eyes.

This is the first time I've seen a completely different way of practice.

For the first time, I deeply felt the fear that this practice brings.

Although this method of cultivation is not easy to get started, once you get started, as long as you have enough resources and enough body to support all this, you can quickly become stronger without end.

Of course, the harm to the world is unprecedented.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that he devoured alone was close to one percent of the entire Haotian World.

Even, it is still devouring the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi at a not weak speed.

If she left it alone, at most a thousand years, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi of this world would be swallowed by him alone.

And without the vitality of heaven and earth, Haotian will also fall from the kingdom of God.

The world will also fall into that dark and empty world.

Perhaps because of this, Tianxin will use the hand of the Heavenly Oracle Great Priest to quickly awaken himself.

On the altar of the Momoyama cliff, almost everyone was immersed in the solemn and pious sound of the sacrifice, but suddenly, in this complete and harmonious voice, a laugh appeared.

The laughter was very soft and faint, but it was extremely unbelievable to overshadow the sound of the dean of the Heavenly Oracle Temple and tens of thousands of believers reciting the sacrifice. ….

Even, under the laughter, they couldn't make the slightest sound, even if they opened their mouths to shout, there was still silence.

Countless people were shocked and panicked, and they didn't know when it happened.

It wasn't until I looked at the source of the laughter that I found that a group of people appeared next to the white jade altar.

The moment many people saw these people, their faces changed suddenly, and their pupils contracted violently.

If it is said that the portrait of Xu Chuan was once ruled to spread to countless believers, then when Xu Chuan beheaded the Buddha and destroyed the Hanging Temple, no one in the world no longer knew who Xu Chuan was.

So the moment almost everyone fell at the first glance, they recognized the identity of the man who was dressed in black and chuckled.

Sect Master of Mingzong, Xu Chuan.

Behind him, the three idiots in the world are like three strange flowers with different shapes, bright and moving.

Tang, Ye Su and other Ming Sect powerhouses all had a terrifying aura slowly blooming.

Yan Guojun's gaze fell on the familiar figure behind Ye Su in disbelief, a little incredible.

That is, Longqing?

Didn't Xiling say that he had already died when the Demon Sect Mountain Gate was born?

It's just that why does Longqing look so strange at the moment, his expression is stiff, his eyes are dull, like a puppet.

Yan Guojun had countless questions in his heart, but he didn't dare to say a word at the moment.

Today is the Bright Festival held in Xiling, and the Demon Sect Sect Master is here, so it is impossible for him to come here to celebrate.

Thinking of the fall of the Hanging Temple, he couldn't help but think, could it be that Xiling would follow in his footsteps?

Not only him, but also the kings of other countries and the cultivators of various hidden worlds also had this thought.

And with Xu Chuan's chuckle, the sacrifice ended, and the light that spread all over the sky also dispersed.

Faced with such a situation, the audience fell silent for a while.

The Dean of the Heavenly Oracle Academy wanted to rebuke angrily, but he couldn't open his mouth, and tens of thousands of believers were naturally even more so.

The kings of the kingdoms and the cultivators of all parts of the world will not be bored with themselves.

So it seems that only the characters on the two gods have the qualifications to stand up and speak.

However, the ruling arch had an urge to flee just under Ye Hongyu's forced gaze at this moment, where would he dare to provoke the more terrifying Xu Chuan?

So all the pressure fell on Zhao Nanhai.

Zhao Nanhai looked at Xu Chuan, who looked very young, and was a little incredulous that this was the culprit who destroyed the Hanging Temple.

But there was no fear in his heart.

Because behind him stood Haotian.

In front of Haotian, even if you destroy the Buddha and destroy the Hanging Temple, what can you do?

So, he got up and said indifferently, "If you come uninvited, won't you be ants under the wrath of the sky?"

Xu Chuan didn't look at him, but looked at the Temple of Light at the top of the mountain.

In the entire Peach Mountain, the only one who can deserve his attention is the one in the Temple of Light.

As for Zhao Nanhai, it doesn't matter at all.

At this time, Tang stood up and said coldly, "Ants? Today, let me see how much strength Xiling still has after Xiong Chumo."

Since cultivating to the fifth level of the Yuan Shi True Solution, Ye Su is no longer his opponent, so he has always wanted to find a strong person who can fight with him.

It's not bad to try this new head coach of Xiling.

So, the moment the words fell, he rushed out like a majestic mountain with amazing might, and under one punch, there was a kind of majestic power that encompassed the universe and turned the world upside down.

Countless cultivators were shocked by this, and the Ruling Great Priest, who was not far from Zhao Nanhai, was terrified, and even fled into the distance.

Before the fist body arrived, the fist wind swept away, and the two gods suddenly turned into countless fragments.

Zhao Nanhai bore the brunt of the attack, and his complexion also changed greatly.

Tang, the former Demon Sect, had heard of it a little, but he never thought that this person could be so powerful?

Where is this still fate?

So, he quickly cast the Heavenly Apocalypse Divine Technique, and the magnificent pillar of light fell from the great sun above the heavenly dome, and in a moment, the majestic Haotian Divine Radiance turned into a brilliant and crystalline light curtain in front of him.

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