Wang Zijia also glanced up, and there were many disciples who were a little abnormal, and said, "Senior sister, are we really doing a water and land festival today?" I mean, should I go all out later? ”

Yan Qimeng glanced at Wang Zijia and said, "Have you received other notices?" ”

"Oh!" Wang Zijia nodded, like a little new cute, and said honestly: "Then I'll have to work harder later!" ”

After a brief exchange, the two did not speak again.

In a moment, two streamers suddenly lit up.

The disciples of Feixian and Daqian who came to watch the ceremony were led by their predecessors to the floating platform that belonged to them.

The huge phantom light curtain that enveloped the entire Wanyu Sect in the sky gave a close-up, like an immortal sitting high in the clouds.

Wang Zijia was able to see the leaders of the two parties from a closer distance, although Wang Zijia read a lot of two materials, but it was limited to public information.

The two bigwigs are not among the celebrities who have biographies in Wanyu, and Wang Zijia doesn't know them.

The only thing that is certain is that it is not the two tribulation period bosses who came.

It should be a Genshin boss like the dean of Wanyu Rite Academy.

Before Wang Zijia could finish looking at the two teams, the sky suddenly surrounded by glow, surrounded by countless colorful rainbows, and figures appeared on the main seat of the ceremony.

Wan Yu's contemporary head of teaching: Ding Haiping actually personally took several Yuan Shen elders, surrounded by the glow of the phantom array, slowly entered and sat down in the main seat.

The phantom array in the sky was also activated at this moment, and the huge light curtain of the live broadcast was running in full force as if it had officially started.

Whether it is an inner or outer disciple, as long as you are within the scope of the sect, you can look up and see the scene of the entire puja.

You must know that the contemporary master is the boss at the peak of the catastrophe!

Usually there is almost no trace, and most of the affairs of the sect are handled by the deputy head of the sect and the elders of the elder hall in consultation and handling!

Now he openly appeared in front of the disciples of the whole sect, which made many disciples look at it for a while.

"Meet the Teacher!"

"I've seen the master!"

After the big guys entered, all the disciples saluted together.

After Ding Haiping, the head of the sect, raised his hand slightly, he arched his hand slightly to the two floating management platforms next to him, and said, "Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come to watch the ceremony!" ”

"Senior Yunlong is polite, I should wait for me to apologize." The Great Confucian of the Yuan God Realm led by the Great Cadre immediately replied respectfully:

"The main reason is that your sect's celebration time is too rushed, and Your Majesty really can't take a break in a short time!"

Wanyu Sect is in charge of Ding Haiping, the peak of the tribulation is cultivated, and the road number: Yunlong!

The Yuan Shen Leader of the Flying Immortal Sect Alliance also saluted respectfully: "I'm waiting, I'm in a hurry, I almost can't catch up!" ”

"Good work!" After the head coach Ding Haiping exchanged a word with him, he did not continue. After scanning the entire puja, he didn't say anything more, and directly announced indifferently: "Then let's start!" ”

With his words, the three Yuan Shen Divine Monarchs beside him suddenly floated down, came to the Yin Yang Fish area, and landed in the center of the coffin phalanx around Wang Zijia and them.

The three of them are all at the peak of the Yuan Shen cultivation, and Wang Zijia knows each other.

In addition to the top boss that Wang Zijia has been in contact with, the master of the preaching building, there is also the master of the inheritance hall, the most powerful inheritor of the sect, and the master of the burial vein, the most powerful undertaker of the sect.

In this festival, all the bigwigs related to the inheritance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and the inheritance are actually on the stage!

It's truly an unprecedented event!

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After the three of them landed, they first shook their heads at the sky, and then glanced at each other.

Then, the aura of the three of them fluctuated all over their bodies, and a massive amount of mana rushed into the large array under their feet.

"Weng!"

The yin and yang fish under his feet began to turn, and in the formation, the rune lines continued to light up, quickly extending towards the outer circle.

"Salute!"

With a low voice from the undertaker at the head, the aura of the three people hooked up, and a strange position quickly spread towards the surroundings.

The stance enveloped the entire puja square, and a strong sense of serenity, tranquility, and zen rose from the heart, as if someone was burning incense and praying in their ears.

The disciples in the core area are all real people at the lowest level of cultivation, and there are even dozens of infant gods.

There was no need for anyone to tell them to do so, and one by one they began to perform their own spells and participate in the puja, trying to condense the secret book through this.

Yan Qimeng, who was beside him, had skillfully thrown out a palm-sized miniature paper figure.

The paper figure is covered with runes all over its body, mottled in color, like a newly unearthed clay pot, rushing into the nebula light cluster again and again, and the runes are grabbed out by it, and a secret book is gradually formed.

The surrounding mortuaries began to go all out to condense the inheritance.

Some paper figures haunt the spirit house;

Some of the blood-red lanterns swayed;

There is also a heavenly master robe, holding a crisp bell in his hand, and throwing out a spiritual light while dancing like a god to open the altar.

For a while, in the entire square, runes flickered, and books of illusory or condensed cheats were constantly born.

In front of Wang Zijia, there are also several real coffins.

Some of the corpses inside were still intact, some had been broken into pieces, and many of them were deformed to a certain extent.

With the formation opened by the three bigwigs, a nebula-like ball of light quickly floated above each corpse, floating quietly at a height of several feet above the corpse.

Wang Zijia looked at the surrounding movements, and everyone worked very hard.

He didn't plan to keep his hands either, and with his current status, there were some things that he didn't have to worry about too much.

As soon as his mind moved, a piece of paper full of blood stains and a strong evil aura appeared.

This is a page of the False Dao True Chapter, which was originally used by Wang Zijia to fool Luo Cheng as a carrier of inheritance.

Wang Zijia took a deep breath, the pages of the book suddenly trembled, and pieces of paper, which were also covered with blood, split out from the paper in front of him, and flew towards the coffin array in front of him with a strange aura.

Wang Zijia did not go to the nearest burial like the brothers around him.

His purpose was very clear, page by page, and he quickly found corpses that were either distorted to a certain extent, or clearly felt that there were still a lot of contaminated remains.

The nebula-like transcendent properties that floated from these corpses were stained with some blood and looked very unclean.

Everyone almost avoided these corpses, and first attacked the clean and pure nebula.

Wang Zijia changed his normal situation and took the initiative to find these nebulae.

"Whoa!"

Filthy papers, churning over the not-so-pure nebula, spread with strange fluctuations.

Under the surprised or stunned gazes of countless senior brothers, the not-so-pure nebula cluster wriggled and enthusiastically spat out countless runes into the sticky paper.

A book of cheats was born quickly, but in this process, there was also a lot of pollution along the magic weapon paper and eroded towards Wang Zijia.

Yan Qimeng on the side frowned slightly, looked at Wang Zijia, and said, "You don't want to die?!" ”

"It's okay!" Wang Zijia gave him a reassuring smile.

The body of the filthy paper in front of him was shining, and in the face of the pollution from the infection, the comer was not afraid, and took it all and sealed it all into the paper.

The paper, which was already full of blood stains and exuded a treacherous atmosphere, was a little dirtier, and it seemed to complement each other!

Such a huge movement not only attracted the attention of the surrounding brothers and sisters, but even the infant gods and gods at the fish's eye had many people casting spells and casting their eyes at the same time.

"It's true that Yin virtue is profound, and there are special means to deal with pollution and resentment, and he is a natural undertaker!"

In the formation center, the chief mortuary who presided over the entire festival, the peak of the Yuan Shen overhaul, Yan Xiwen glanced at Wang Zijia, who was more eye-catching than the infant god, and said approvingly.

Zhang Decheng glanced at Yan Xiwen, how could he not understand the meaning of the other party's words, and said angrily:

"Senior brother, don't worry about it, the genius disciples we have cultivated in our mission building over the years have been allocated to you."

"That's the disciple's own choice, and I don't have any opinion. It's hard to produce a gifted one who would rather mess around in the mission building, but I can't give it to you. ”

"Haha, Senior Brother Zhang, what you said is not right, dozens of disciples can compare to this baby alone?" Another host, the top inheritor of the sect, Gu Lingmin, also interjected.

Zhang Decheng glanced at the other party lightly and said, "Senior Sister Gu, when you led people from all over my building all these years, you didn't say that, why don't you transfer the information to Senior Sister and take a look?" ”

After saying a word, Zhang Decheng did not continue to dwell on the topic, but directly changed the topic:

"Don't talk about this, hurry up and finish these foreplays, don't let the senior brother and the head coach who are the main events in the back be in a hurry!"

With Zhang Decheng's words, the expressions of the other two became serious.

"Up!"

The mana of the three people suddenly exploded like smoke and haze.

Spiritual light was like dust, enveloping the entire square.

In the flickering of the points of light, countless points of light went straight towards the magic of the disciples at the festival.

In the filthy paper that Wang Zijia made, a lot of spiritual light sand particles were also integrated.

Wang Zijia was slightly stunned, and immediately sensed the effect of the paper absorbing the runes, which instantly increased by more than three or four times.

His eyes flashed, and there was a momentary impulse, Wang Zijia wanted to throw out some kinds of demon spiritual light, blend into these grains of sand, and try to see if he could plant demons for the three big guys.

Just think about it, of course. After all, countless pairs of eyes are staring, and he is not crazy!

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In the flickering of his thoughts, Wang Zijia began to exert his strength, and the filthy papers were split out, and a book of cheats was quickly born.

For a while, in the entire square, runes were surging, and Dao Yun was pervasive.

Countless cheats were quickly generated, which made the disciples of the sect watching the live broadcast hot for a while.

This movement lasted for more than an hour, and the time came to noon, but this puja had already come to an end, which was the start time of the normal puja.

As the yin and yang fish slowly stopped turning, everyone also stopped their movements.

To Wang Zijia's confusion, no one received instructions to leave, and everyone looked at the center of the festival in confusion, waiting for the instructions of the presiding officer.

"Weng!"

At this moment, on the huge light curtain like a live broadcast in the sky, the core playback screen suddenly turned, and the camera was given to the master.

I don't know when, the head of the sect Ding Haiping has already stood up.

He first saluted everyone, and then looked at the phantom array lens, the close-up of the sky light curtain, his eyes seemed to be scattered from the sky, looking at every disciple in the sect.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the Phantom Array of the Protector Sect Array was even more overloaded.

The figure of Ding Haiping, the head of the sect, was projected into the air by the phantom array, and his figure continued to rise, becoming very huge.

At this moment, he was like a god covering the sky, standing up to the sky. In the Zhenling Domain, it can be seen in countless places. Under the fluctuation of divine light, more voices of the heart came out!

"This Wanyu Sect is in charge, since 1,879 years ago, since the official truce between our sect and the Bone Soul Temple, my Wanyu disciples have rarely set foot in the demon land, and they have adhered to the original agreement."

"However, in the last few hundred years, the Demon Gate has repeatedly violated the realm, especially in the last hundred years, and small actions have continued. There is a great intention to restart the war. ”

"I, Wan Yu, endured and endured, and now I think you have seen the result, and nine Divine Monarchs have fallen successively!"

At this point, Ding Haiping, the head of the sect, paused for a moment.

Several images flashed in the sky, the Divine Monarch fell, the sea of blood was monstrous, the white bones were rising and falling, and countless unjust souls filled the entire world.

In such a picture, Ding Haiping's whole body momentum changed, his whole body became sharp, and his eyes shot a cold light.

"Since the Demon Gate is unruly, has incurred blood debts, and committed heinous sins, I Wanyu will no longer have scruples today!"

"Those who offend me will be repaid with blood!"

Between Ding Haiping's words, the mana of his whole body skyrocketed.

Beside him, the three primordial god bosses of the Ascension Hall suddenly flashed out.

The three of them surrounded Ding Haiping, the head of the sect, in an equilateral triangle position, and four pillars of light rose to the sky.

At this moment, countless people subconsciously looked up, looking at this scene blankly, shocked, expectant, and puzzled.

Feixian and Daqian's representatives suddenly got up, looked at them with surprise on their faces, and opened their mouths to predict, but because the sky did not break the live broadcast, they didn't dare to speak rashly in the end.

'Sure enough, it's fried! ’

And Wan Yu's Sect Protector Array was able to make a 'region-wide announcement'! ’

'Start from public opinion and occupy the righteousness first?' ’

That's right, after all, the people of the Demon Gate still call themselves Holy Sect and Holy Land! If you really want to make any big moves, you really have to occupy the moral high ground and avoid passivity. ’

'I hope I don't get too embarrassed······ It's ······'

Wang Zijia's thoughts flashed, and in the next moment, Wang Zijia's pupils contracted violently.

I saw that as the four pillars of light rose into the sky, one of them in the sky appeared like water ripples.

A huge silver mirror that resembles the Ascension Hall was born.

Far north, at the headquarters of the Bone Soul View, the sky is also fluctuating, and a silver lake is also generated.

The mirrored silver light fluctuates and slowly becomes transparent.

In the next moment, like the surface of a lake, a reflection on the water was revealed.

The scene is upside down, but it is not the scene of Wan Yuzong below.

Instead, surrounded by mountains, in a huge mountain range surrounded by dragon bones, the entire aerial view of the headquarters of the Bone Soul View appeared above the sky.

(End of chapter)