Half a month is just a blink of an eye for the monk, and it passes with his eyes closed.

On this day, the heroes gathered, and the door of the forbidden land of the Four Gods Society was wide open, as long as there were powerful monks who were not afraid of death, both good and evil could come.

A full blood-colored moon slowly rose into the sky.

The nameless high priest led the crowd out, followed by Huo Ran and Qing Jue.

The black-robed letters all looked solemn, separated from the left and right.

There were a lot of monks, such as the Imperial Void Sword Sect, the Xuanyuan Sect, and the Zhengqi Alliance, and other major sects, all of which stood at the forefront, and the small sects and small sects followed, both wanting to wave their flags and shouting at any time and seeking protection for fear of death.

Luo Jiuqiu led Yonghuai and hundreds of other people from the Moon Worship Sect to stand alone. Beside him, Yunfu's temperament was still indifferent and ruthless, and within ten steps, except for Luo Jiuqiu, no one dared to approach.

Through the crowd, Qing Jue's gaze turned to Luo Jiuqiu.

Luo Jiuqiu smiled at him, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

Qing Jue's expression darkened.

The nameless high priest bowed slightly to the people with different expressions below, and said proudly, "Welcome, everyone who comes is a guest, since you have come to participate in the grand event of my Four Gods Society, my Four Gods Society will naturally not kill innocents indiscriminately. Rest assured, today we are all Taoist friends, people don't offend me, I don't offend people, you can relax, sit down and rest. ”

That being said, the tea and desserts that the four gods would bring to them, but the monks who were standing there did not dare to touch any of them, and they didn't even sit down.

Luo Jiuqiu glanced at Yunfu, who looked back at him.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and there was no tacit understanding.

"Ahem!"

Yonghuai, who was not far behind him, coughed without fear of death, then took out a gorgeous and comfortable seat from the mustard seed space bracelet, moved it behind Luo Jiuqiu, and put a cushion on it diligently, and respectfully asked: "Senior sister is standing hard, senior sister, please sit down!" ”

The monks who quietly watched here were amazed.

Yunfu silently stared at Yonghuai's neck.

The latter felt a chill all over, but he didn't know what was going on.

Luo Jiuqiu patted Yunfu's arm and said faintly: "This is the reason why you can only do miscellaneous labor, and you can't be the deputy sect master of my Moon Worship Sect, you don't even have one-tenth of the mind of my junior brother." ”

Yunfu: "......"

The frost spread under Yunfu's feet, and the bluestone floor clicked and shattered.

Luo Jiuqiu turned a blind eye, sat down under the frightened gaze of the surrounding monks, shook his hand like a dog, and said to Yun Fu, who was standing in place: "Yun Miscellaneous Servant, don't be stunned, come over and give this sect master a fan and shake it, it's a little boring." ”

Yong Huai was eating and drinking from the mustard seed space one after another, and when he heard this, he glanced at Yunfu very unhappily, as if he was dissatisfied with Yunfu's slow reaction and poor service to his senior sister.

Zhang Zhi and Ling Shuangshuang were almost stupid by their own master and master, and they were afraid that the Nine Killing Sword Venerable would be unhappy and screw off their heads.

"Enchantress! You! ”

Chu Zhiyi had a violent temper as always, and when he opened his mouth, he was about to come with a strong output, but he was held down by his own sect master.

In front of everyone's eyes, Yunfu didn't even draw his sword, but a flash appeared behind Luo Jiuqiu, his expression was very stable.

Yunfu slowly stretched out his hand, took Luo Jiuqiu's collar and lifted the person up, and then, he sat down by himself, sitting very upright.

Luo Jiuqiu was carried by him and sat on his lap.

Yunfu wrapped one hand around Luo Jiuqiu's waist, fanned the fan with the other, and said quietly: "Lady, do you think this wind is okay?" ”

Luo Jiuqiu was blown by the wind blown out by Yunfu's own fan with moderate wind power, not to mention that it was quite comfortable and cool.

But beside them, there was a hurricane howling and tornadoes circling overhead, and it looked like the gusts of wind could rage down at any moment.

The timid shivered.

Luo Jiuqiu accepted it when he saw it, and reluctantly said, "Yes." ”

Everyone shuddered their gaze, and the hurricane above them slowly dissipated.

"Smack!"

The nameless high priest clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.

The high priest with a ravine-faced face looked solemn and sacred, stepped to the side, bowed slightly, and said in a loud voice: "The time has come, please go to the gods of the white tiger!" ”

"Please go to the gods of the white tiger!"

The four gods would worship and bow, bowing respectfully along with the nameless high priest.

The rest of the monks were also nervous, and their eyes followed the direction of the nameless high priest and others who were bending down, looking towards the forbidden land of the Four Gods Society, the depths of the main hall.

In the depths of the main hall, it was dark and very quiet, and Luo Jiuqiu Lingsheng's cultivation couldn't even see through it.

There was silence for a long time, and there were bursts of footsteps.

A majestic and sturdy tall figure appeared, it was the new king of the mortals, Bai He.

The new mortal king was alone, slowly walking towards everyone's gaze, standing in the center of his sight, standing in front of a dry pool in the center of the forbidden land, without the slightest fear or timidity.

Behind Luo Jiuqiu, the true spirit of the Immortal Secret Realm appeared at some point, staring at Bai He fixedly, without sorrow or joy.

Luo Jiuqiu asked the true spirit of the secret realm: "What, do you know?" ”

The True Spirit of the Secret Realm shook his head, brought up bursts of fragrance, and said, "I don't know, I have amnesia." ”

Luo Jiuqiu nodded, noncommittal.

Bai He's gaze swept around, and he settled at Luo Jiuqiu.

Luo Jiuqiu was the only one in the audience who smiled at him, and the only one who was sitting, looking very leisurely but not to be ignored.

Bai He was stunned, and was stabbed by Yun Fu's cold eyes in an instant.

Only then did Bai He realize that this cold beauty was sitting in the arms of an even colder Immortal Venerable.

The momentum of the Nine Killing Sword Venerable is too strong, and the killing intent is too obvious.

Bai He's Adam's apple agitated, and he was forced to look away, but he couldn't help but move his gaze back just now, facing Luo Jiuqiu's slightly curved eyes.

Luo Jiuqiu raised her eyebrows, Bai He's heart beat faster in an instant, and he glanced at the iceberg that was holding her and slowly shaking the fan.

Bai He's heartbeat returned, and he finally looked away again.

The nameless high priest looked up and looked at the white river with a blank eye.

Bai He frowned, and said half-loudly: "Flat? ”

Is that what to say about these? Shirakawa was a little puzzled.

The nameless high priest could almost be said to be elated, and led the people of the Four Divine Orders to get up in a hurry and straighten their waists.

The nameless High Priest walked slowly to the dry pool.

The pool is very spacious, there are four stone statues of holy beasts distributed around, majestic and solemn, and there is a figure without facial features in the center of the pool, the portrait looks at the first glance of the white robe and the posture of the graceful body, but then look at it inexplicably blurred and nothing can be seen clearly.

The nameless high priest respectfully said to Bai He: "This is the summoning divine pool of my god clan, and it needs to be opened by the blood of my clan. All you have to do is bow down to the idol in the middle of the pool and swear to give it all. ”

Luo Jiuqiu raised her eyebrows, she knew for the first time that there were still gods in this world.

Shirakawa asked, "What do you mean by giving everything?" ”

The nameless high priest had a reverent expression, stared intently at Bai He, and said slowly, word by word: "Honor, strength, and even life." ”