The banks of the Xuan River.

Dark clouds cover the top, and the wind sits on the table.

Above the Xuan River, the waves were stormy, and in the black waves, there were bursts of sounds like ghosts crying and howling.

An unknown creature rises and falls in the river.

Everyone believed that those ghosts in the river were the yin spirits in the tomb that surpassed the emperor's level.

They must be sealed with the power of the Genhe Festival.

Today is the day of the Xuanhe Festival, and it is also the most important day in the entire Xuanzhou.

All the county guards, city lords, and giants of the major forces in Xuanzhou also gathered on the banks of the Xuanhe River.

This kind of large-scale sacrificial activity is not just a sacrificial sacrifice, but also requires the prayers of all beings and the wishes of all spirits to complete the ritual.

......

"Today is a big day in Xuanzhou, and the Xuanhe Festival once in a hundred years is related to the life and death of all living beings in Xuanzhou. ”

In front of the altar, Feng Li and Lu Yuanhou were dressed in wide robes, looking solemn.

At this moment, a long groan came out of Lu Yuanhou's mouth, "But as the head of a state, the pastor of Xuanzhou was absent from today's sacrifice. It seems that His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven has made the right decision, and Lu Yun's mediocre people are not qualified to become the pastor of Xuanzhou. ”

Li Youcai's huge body stood beside Lu Yuanhou and Fengli, he stood with his hands down, bowed his head respectfully, and didn't dare to say a word more.

"Xuanshui County Guard. ”

Feng Li looked at Li Youcai and said lightly.

"The lower official is here!"

Li Youcai hurriedly responded.

"After this day, you will depose all the seven city lords under your command. The Xuanhe Festival dared not be present, and they were not qualified to continue to be the city lord of Xuanzhou. ”

Feng Li didn't know the whereabouts of the seven city lords, but since they dared to make mistakes, then Feng Li would not let go of this opportunity, immediately abolished them, and then took the opportunity to install the two of his people in Xuanzhou.

"Yes, yes......"

Li Youcai's face was dripping with cold sweat, and he hurriedly agreed, at this time, he didn't dare to say more than half a word.

These two envoys of the Heavenly Emperor are also high, and after Li Youcai woke up, he wanted to visit them several times, but they were all stopped at the door.

"The hour has come, let's begin. ”

In Lu Yuanhou's hand, there was an extra sacrificial text.

It is the sacrificial text of the Xuanhe Great Festival, but this sacrificial text is different from the sacrificial text in Qing Han's hand.

The sacrificial text in Qing Han's hand is the original, and this one is a rubbing.

"The sacrifice begins—"

Li Youcai tore his throat and yelled loudly.

......

The yin qi between heaven and earth was getting heavier and heavier, and the altar behind them was already emitting a rich black light.

On the altar, Bangfeng was still unconscious.

The ninety-nine pairs of boys and girls, who looked to be no more than three or four years old, had already woken up, and they sat on the altar obediently, quietly waiting for their fate to come.

Obviously, these ninety-nine pairs of boys and girls were controlled by something.

In the eyes of everyone, the Xuanhe Great Sacrifice is a sacred ritual to save all living beings in the Xuanhe River, and it is their honor to be the sacrifice of the Xuanhe Great Sacrifice.

If at this time, the ninety-nine pairs of boys and girls wept on the altar, then this sacred sacrificial ritual would have changed its taste.

Lu Yuanhou's body floated slightly, and his mouth began to chant the awkward sacrificial text.

The chapters of the prayer were read out of his mouth, and immediately became living words one by one, and merged into the altar.

On the altar, a flame like a wave of water slowly burned.

"It's a pity, Lu Yun's kid doesn't know where to flee, if he sees his beloved maid sacrificed by me, he will definitely be angry. ”

Lu Yuanhou thought proudly while chanting the sacrificial text.

"It's a pity, if it weren't for the fifth uncle to stop me, I would have sent that Lu Yun to the altar and sacrificed it to the river god!"

Lu Yuanhou felt a little annoyed in his heart.

Before leaving, Lu Yuanhou received an order to try his best to control Lu Yun, and if he couldn't control it, he would be killed, as long as Lu Yun's entire corpse was left.

But for some reason, when Lu Yuanhou was about to calculate Lu Yun again, he was blocked by the old monster in the clan.

Lu Yuanhou was defeated twice at the hands of Lu Yun, the first time he was beaten by Lu Yun and lost face, and the second time he was even more frightened and did not dare to show up.

This made Lu Yuanhou feel a wave of resentment in his heart, and he was never able to vent it.

Now being able to sacrifice Lu Yun's beloved little maid with his own hands also made Lu Yuanhou feel a kind of sick pleasure in his heart.

At this moment, the water of the entire Xuan River is like boiling water, constantly churning.

On the altar, the rippling flames had wrapped Bangfeng and the bodies of the ninety-nine pairs of boys and girls, slowly igniting them.

One by one, black runes flashed in the flames, and began to absorb the lives of Bangfeng and the ninety-nine pairs of boys and girls, integrating their lives into the altar at their feet.

With the recitation of the sacrificial text, in front of the Xuanhe altar, countless Xuanzhou bigwigs also knelt on the ground and bowed to the altar.

The vast and terrifying sacrificial power formed a huge whirlpool, enveloping it within a radius of ten miles.

"It's coming!"

Suddenly, the spirits of Fengli and Lu Yuanhou were shocked, and they revealed a strong sense of joy.

A full and majestic force emerged from above the altar and into their bodies.

This is feedback from the Genhe Festival.

"Is this the benefit of the Xuanhe Festival?"

"Absorbing this power, I can reach the Heart Fire Refining God and enter the realm of God Refining!"

Lu Yuanhou was overjoyed, according to his original cultivation speed, if he wanted to refine his god with heart fire, he would need at least three years of hard cultivation.

However, the power fed back by this Xuanhe Great Sacrifice allowed him to quickly reach the realm of refining gods, and there was no aftermath, which was even more solid than the realm he had cultivated.

"In the future, the Xuanhe Festival must also be presided over by me!"

Lu Yuanhou and Feng Li glanced at each other, and they both understood each other's intentions.

After tasting the sweetness once, both of them know the taste of the marrow and will not let go of the opportunity in the future.

......

Boom –

Suddenly, on the turbulent Xuan River, there was a raging tide.

There seems to be a delicate figure, slowly walking out of the ten thousand rags.

The power that made Feng Li and Lu Yuanhou's whole body feel comfortable, and suddenly receded like a tide.

On the altar, the raging flame was slowly extinguished.

At this moment, the Xuanhe Festival was interrupted alive!

"What kind of monster, dare to destroy the Xuanhe Festival!!"

Seeing this, Lu Yuanhou's face changed suddenly, he forcibly stopped the sacrificial text in his mouth, and asked loudly.

"Back then, I passed down the art of sacrifice to bless the creatures of Xuanzhou, and I used grass to tie dogs as sacrifices. Why do you sacrifice the flesh and blood of living beings today?"

Suddenly, in the water of the Xuanhe River, there was a scolding.

Then, a girl with blue hair, blue eyes, and a blue gauze skirt emerged from the river.

She stood barefooted above the Xuanhe River, and where she was, the turbulent waters of the Xuanhe River had returned to calm.

The girl's eyes were slightly cold, looking at the beings on the riverbank.

"Are you...... Xuanhe River God!!"

Suddenly, Li Youcai screamed in horror, and he looked at the girl in the river with incredulity. Thousands of years ago, when the Xuanhe River God appeared, it was like this!

Why did the fallen Xuanhe River God appear today?

"Nonsense! The Xuanhe River God is dead! She is clearly a Yin Spirit Demon born in the Xuanhe River! Come on, take down that demon girl for me!"

Lu Yuanhou was already mad.

In the moment just now, he was only an inch away from the realm of refining gods. But now, that power has disappeared without a trace, and the realm of refining gods, which is close at hand, has once again become out of reach.

What does the Xuanhe Great Sacrifice have to do with the life and death of the creatures in Xuanzhou? What Lu Yuanhou wants is just the benefits brought by the Xuanhe Great Sacrifice to help him break through, nothing more.

"That's right, interrupting the sacrifice is a great crime!

Feng Li also came back to his senses, no matter whether this Xuanhe River God was real or not...... She had to die.

The current fairy world doesn't need a living god!

There is no need for a god to be worshiped by all beings!