No one would have thought that at this time, the Xuanhe River God would actually appear and forcibly interrupt the ongoing Xuanhe Festival!

Everyone can be sure that the girl in front of him is definitely the god of the Xuanhe River.

In addition to the Xuanhe River God, who has the ability to forcibly terminate the Xuanhe Festival, and who can suppress the boiling Xuanhe River.

The Xuanzhou immortal cultivators had already knelt down to worship.

Endless creatures surged towards Xuan Xi's body.

Her strength, which was originally only a true immortal, quickly recovered to the realm of heavenly immortals under these pious wishes, and she was still improving.

No one is more grateful to Xuanxi than the creatures of Xuanzhou.

Back then, it was Xuanxi who took action to suppress the tomb of the ancient immortals and end the Xuanzhou riots.

It was she who incarnated into an enchantment and sealed the ancient immortal tomb.

In the past thousand years, the frequency of Yin Spirit riots in that Gu Immortal Tomb has also decreased a lot compared to a thousand years ago.

Now, when the Xuanhe River God reappeared, the immortal cultivators of Xuanzhou immediately offered their most fanatical wishes and thoughts.

"You bastards, the river god of the Xuanhe River is dead, she is a water demon born in the Xuanhe River!!"

Seeing that the Xuanhe River God had become more and more powerful under the worship of the Xuanzhou Immortal Cultivators, Lu Yuanhou was almost crazy.

Take away his chance, don't share the sky!

"Kill her !!"

Lu Yuanhou roared loudly.

But in the present, no one dared to do anything.

Whether it was the Wind Clan or the Lu Clan's immortals, they didn't dare to move.

The Xuanzhou immortal cultivators have formed a strange momentum, and these momentum have combined to turn into a general trend.

Like a mountain, it pressed on the hearts of those immortals.

This general trend will not hurt their bodies, but it can break their spirits.

Unity is strength!

Xuanxi has sheltered Xuanzhou for thousands of years, and in the hearts of all living beings in Xuanzhou, Xuanxi's status even surpasses that of the Lang Evil Emperor.

The moment Xuanxi appeared, he immediately united the thoughts of the creatures in Xuanzhou here, producing a power to protect the river god.

Xuanxi has been dead for a thousand years.

A thousand years is not a long time for immortal cultivators, and some of the people who experienced that great war a thousand years ago are still alive. They told the people around them again and again about the merits of the Xuanhe River God, praised the kindness of the Xuanhe River God, and passed on her deeds from generation to generation.

What's more, the Xuanhe Festival, which takes place every hundred years, is also dedicated to the Xuanhe River God, the living beings of Xuanzhou, and has never forgotten her.

......

"How so, how so!"

Feng Li and Lu Yuanhou were completely confused.

"Worship the water demon, do you want to rebel?"

Fengli scolded loudly.

"Rebellion?"

Suddenly, a faint taunt floated out of the Xuan River.

Feng Li saw a young man in black walking out from behind Xuan Xi.

"You, Qing Han, how did you get together with that demon girl!"

Feng Li and Lu Yuanhou's faces changed.

Compared with Feng Li, Qing Han is the genuine envoy of the Heavenly Emperor, and his words and deeds represent the will of the Lang Evil Heavenly Emperor.

"Enchantress?"

Qing Han sneered and said: "You said that the Xuanhe River God who turned into an enchantment and guarded Xuanzhou for thousands of years is a demon girl?

"Nonsense!"

At this time, Fengli's thinking had regained clarity.

Feng Li is in Lang Evil Tiandu, although he is a playboy, he has more mind than Lu Yuanhou.

"A thousand years ago, after the Xuanhe River God sealed the Ancient Immortal Tomb, it had already fallen, and the Xuanhe River God who had fallen for a thousand years could not be resurrected at all!"

Feng Li scolded sharply.

Xuanxi didn't speak, her eyes were clear, and she silently looked at the creatures in Xuanzhou on the riverbank.

Thousands of years later, the creatures of Xuanzhou have not forgotten her, and the Xuanhe Festival, which is held once every hundred years, is also a ritual that really sacrifices her, and has not become a task.

This made Xuan Xi's heart feel more inexplicably moved.

"If the Xuanhe River God is dead, then why am I here?"

Qing Han sneered: "Back then, the river god used herself as an enchantment to seal the entrance of the Xuanhe River of the Gu Immortal Tomb, who is sure that she is really dead?"

"Xuanxi takes the order!"

Suddenly, Qing Han took the Heavenly Emperor Token in his hand and said sharply.

Xuanxi's body bowed down.

"Today, with the order of the Emperor of Heaven, I specially named you as the god of the Xuanhe River, guarding the Xuanhe River, and sheltering the living beings in Xuanzhou, are you willing?"

Qing Han's tone was solemn.

At this moment, on the bank of the river, everyone held their breath, and their eyes looked at the few figures floating on the Xuan River without blinking.

"Xuanxi commands. ”

Xuan Xitan's mouth opened lightly and said softly.

And then...... The entire banks of the Xuan River were boiling.

The god of the Xuanhe River has been canonized by the Lang Evil Heavenly Court!

This is even more affirmative that the girl in front of her is the god of the Xuanhe River.

Although it was canonized by Qing Han, she held the token of the Emperor of Heaven, which represented the will of the Emperor of Heaven, and was no different from the canonization of the Emperor of Heaven himself.

Heavenly Court is naturally qualified to canonize gods, and the gods after canonization are righteous gods.

In the current fairy world, there are still many forces capturing the 'wild gods', but no one dares to touch the canonized gods, the gods are the same as the state pastors, they are all members of the party, representing the majesty of a heavenly court.

"This is the end of the thousand-year-old Xuanhe Festival. ”

Xuan Xi said softly: "In the future, there will be no more Xuanhe Festival...... The outlet of the Xuan River of the Ancient Immortal Tomb has been completely sealed. ”

On the banks of the Xuanhe River, there was another burst of cheers.

......

"Don't be impulsive!"

Feng Li saw that Lu Yuanhou was about to erupt, and hurriedly pulled him back.

"It's just an opportunity to improve your cultivation, if you don't want it, you don't want it!"

Fengli said.

“......”

Lu Yuanhou gritted his teeth, he had already seen Lu Yun above the Xuan River.

This time, he lost again!

"Won't there be another Xuanhe Festival in the future?"

Suddenly, Lu Yuanhou smiled, and he said, "Since this is the case, then bring the sacrifices and let's go." ”

The people of the Lu Clan and the Wind Clan breathed a sigh of relief.

The power on the altar has dissipated, and when the Lu people ascend the altar, they will start to grasp the wind.

"Wait!"

Xuan Xi's brows furrowed slightly.

"What's the matter?"

Lu Yuanhou asked pretending to be puzzled.

"Leave a few people on the altar behind. ”

Xuan Xi said.

"Ha, hahahaha......"

Lu Yuanhou laughed loudly, "Lord River God, you are not joking, are you? Since the sacrifice has ended, what else do you want these sacrifices to do? These sacrifices were all taken out by Young Master Ben, and now they naturally have to be taken away by Young Master Ben." ”

The Lu Clan's immortal face also had a touch of disdain.

They all came from Langxie Tiandu with Lu Yuanhou's fifth uncle, and the Xuanzhou immortal cultivators and immortals respected the Xuanhe River God, but they didn't take this river god in their eyes.

Just a fairy.

With such a god, the Lu clan doesn't know how many they have caught.

If it weren't for the immortal cultivators of Xuanzhou who had a strange trend to prevent them from harming the Xuanhe River God, these immortals would have wiped out the god long before Xuanxi was canonized.

"Lu Yuanhou, we meet again. ”

At this time, Lu Yun walked on the waves and landed on the bank of the Xuanhe River.

Mo Yi, Diexi followed.

"I don't know what Xuanzhou Mu has to say?"

Lu Yuanhou looked at Lu Yun, and a murderous intent loomed in his eyes.

"You've been bothering me again and again, but the first few times I didn't have time to pay attention to you. This time, you can die in peace. ”

Lu Yun sneered.

"You want to kill me too?"

Lu Yuanhou sneered.

This time, his fifth uncle brought many powerful immortals from the Lu clan, although the golden immortals did not dare to set foot in Xuanzhou, but the upper immortals came more than a dozen.

Now, by Lu Yuanhou's side, there are seven immortals.

If it weren't for Lu Yuanhou's fifth uncle not allowing him to kill Lu Yun, I am afraid that these immortals would have rushed up and taken down Lu Yun by now.

"Roar. ”

A low roar was heard.

Before the smile on Lu Yuanhou's face dissipated, he was horrified to find that the immortals around him were dying one after another.

Their deaths were extremely miserable, as if they had been devoured by something that had devoured the essence and blood of their bodies, whether it was the primordial spirit or the flesh, they all dried up.

Then, he saw a skinless humanoid monster appear in front of him and grab him by the throat.

"Stop!"

After Fengli saw the blood-red monster appear, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly shouted, "You can't kill him......"

Click!

Before Feng Li finished speaking, the blood corpse had already broken Lu Yuanhou's neck and directly devoured his primordial spirit.

Out of one's wits!

Lang Evil Tiandu, Lu Yuanhou, an outstanding genius of the Lu clan, died.

"Xuanzhou is my territory. ”

The bloody corpses dispersed and returned to the ghost gate.

Lu Yun's voice was low, "During the time I was still a Xuanzhou pastor, I had to follow my rules." ”

"Also, whoever dares to touch me, whoever it is, die!"

Li Youcai, who was on the side, shuddered suddenly.

These words are more like they were addressed to him.