Chapter 270: The Sacrifice of the Holy King

Qingzhu took Li Lingxu all the way and ran wildly, and soon returned to the cave mansion of the Green Snake Clan.

Although Qingzhu looked very embarrassed at the moment, the aura on his body was quite normal, and there was no major problem.

On the contrary, it was Li Lingxu, the clothes around him were intact, without any damage, and the battle just now actually had nothing to do with him at all.

Li Lingxu said: "Hey, how does that old ape know how to set up a formation?"

Qingzhu stroked his loose hair and said, "It is likely that I learned it from the Terrans." ”

Li Lingxu nodded and said, "No wonder that's the case!"

Qingzhu said: "How can you see it at a glance? By the way, what is that in your hand?"

Li Lingxu said: "It's not that my formation attainments are high, but that this big array is too clumsy, and it can almost be described as full of flaws." ”

Li Lingxu also shook a few artifacts in his hand, and said: "This is the spiritual weapon they suppressed in the array, I don't know what it is, but I saw that it looked good, so I took it with my hand." ”

Qingzhu also looked at these artifacts, seemed to remember something, and said, "This ...... Why is it so familiar. ”

"Oh, this is the artifact they stole from the strings. ”

Li Lingxu also unexpectedly looked at these spiritual weapons and looked at them, what kind of extremely large weapons they were, but he didn't expect that they were actually the guqin strings that he had been looking for for many years.

Now it's really effortless.

Qingzhu smiled: "Then this time it's really not a trip for nothing." ”

"The six demon kings don't have such spiritual weapons, and they don't have the confidence to continue attacking my Green Snake tribe. ”

Li Lingxu also nodded lightly, Qingzhu's strength, but in his eyes, these great demon kings were obviously not her opponents, and now even the only spiritual weapon was taken away by him, and there was no reason to attack.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Xiaohua to run over with the news.

The six demon kings have withdrawn.

For a while, the entire demon beast tribe still didn't understand what was going on, and they were obviously very puzzled by this.

Qingzhu naturally didn't go out to explain to many demon beasts, it was he who went to the base camp to make a fuss.

The withdrawal of the six demon kings without hesitation was a rare good news for the Green Snake Clan.

......

Today is the day of the much-anticipated sacrifice among the demon beast clan.

The birthday of the Holy King the Devil the Great.

On countless mountain peaks, there are many demons, and early in the morning, all the demon beasts are carrying a big demon beast on their backs, which is a sacrifice.

On the peak of the altar, there is such a picture all over the mountains at this moment.

Li Lingxu also changed into a black dragon pattern robe that he had prepared a long time ago today, wearing a black and gold crown on his head and black gold silk boots, looking very temperamental.

And Qingzhu is also rare to put on a white dress, which looks extremely holy, like a fairy.

Qingzhu stood in the center of the altar, and Li Lingxu was also standing beside him, looking like a golden boy and jade girl, a match made in heaven.

The four demon kings were all dressed up, their faces solemn, and the other demon beast overlords also looked pious.

Countless demon beast sacrifices were sent up the mountain, and when all the altars were full of sacrifices, Qingzhu also took a step forward, the aura in his hand surged, and with a wave of his jade hand, the original ninety-nine eighty-one altars suddenly exuded a strange power, faintly forming a great array to the sky.

Li Lingxu's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at this big array, his heart also shook slightly.

This great array was the most exquisite large array he had ever seen, and it was made with the power of heaven and earth, and it was hard to imagine what power this great array should have.

Qingzhu's red lips opened slightly, and his voice was loud, but what he said was not human words, and Li Lingxu didn't understand a word.

I think it is an extremely ancient language among the demon beast clan, like a kind of sacrificial language in ancient times, with a high voice and stirring people's hearts.

As soon as Qingzhu opened his mouth, it took two or three hours, thinking that he was talking about the recent development of the Demon Beast Clan and thanking the Holy King and Queen for his protection.

The demon beasts around all bowed their heads slightly, listening quietly, and their expressions were very respectful.

After a few more lofty oaths, Qingzhu stopped chanting and turned his gaze to Li Lingxu's body, "Senior brother, come here!"

Li Lingxu came back to his senses and looked at the place that Qingzhu was pointing at, which was an altar in the center of the eighty-one altars.

followed Qingzhu into the altar.

The altar is decorated with a rudimentary decoration, as if a boulder had been hollowed out, surrounded by skylights, and hung on the walls with eight candles that never go out.

In the center is a bright yellow futon, which looks a little old.

Qingzhu said: "Sit down!"

Li Lingxu hesitated for a moment, but when he thought that Qingzhu would not harm him, he came to sit on the futon.

Qingzhu nodded and said, "Next, the sacrifice will really begin, when the power of the Holy King enters your body, don't have any resistance, the more you can receive the power of the Holy King, the greater the benefit to you." ”

Li Lingxu nodded, and he was extremely curious about what the power of the Saint King was.

Qingzhu once again told some things to pay attention to, and then walked out of the altar and said to the demon king overlord around him: "The Holy King Sacrifice is about to start, you have to take care of it, don't make a mistake." ”

The surrounding demon beasts should be all in unison, and they dare not have the slightest slackness.

After doing all this, Qingzhu came to the periphery of the altar, and when his hand commanded, the entire large array ran again, and in the sky, it seemed to crack a hideous huge mouth, constantly rotating, and a huge and incomparable force poured out from it, falling from the sky, and fell straight on the altar where Li Lingxu was, and slowly flowed along the original small formation pattern, flowing into the futon where Li Lingxu was.

Li Lingxu felt an extremely violent force, straight up from the perineum, rushing into the blood veins around his body, and a strange force entered his body.

Is this the power of the Holy King?

Li Lingxu sensed this violent force, and did not have any damage to his body, but intentionally or unintentionally transformed his body, and also let go of his mind, no longer had any resistance, and began to absorb this power wholeheartedly.

For him, there is an extreme thirst for power now, and naturally he will not refuse.

This Holy King's power is not the spiritual power he has cultivated, and it cannot make his cultivation improve in any way.

He could clearly feel that the Heaven Swallowing Heaven, which had been dormant in his body for a long time, was very active at this moment, and seemed to welcome the arrival of this violent force, and even helped to guide this violent force, making it easier for him to absorb this power.

With the integration of each force, his body, which had been transformed by the dragon's blood flower, was sublimated again at this moment.

The Nine Dragons Technique, which has not been used for a long time, is also quietly running at this moment, unconsciously.