The god Wu Mingsu stood on the jade platform, and his beautiful face was full of divine brilliance.

The sun and moon robe outlines the delicate figure, and the beautiful patterns on it set off her peerless elegance, she just stood there, like a star shining, connecting with heaven and earth, and communicating with the gods.

Ancient mantras are sung.

The sacrificial dance that has been handed down since ancient times is danced.

The beautiful maiden is doing her best, with the highest and most sacred respect, to dedicate her spirit to echo the gods in the underworld.

Pray for grace and salvation.

The chanting festival begins.

In the Dayu Capital, everyone held their breath, looking up at the sky, hoping for a miracle to come.

The last time this was done was three years ago.

The god Wu Yaoxiang is known as the most talented witch in the millennium, but she still failed to communicate with the gods, and in frustration, she went away to the mountains and rivers, trying to find the legendary immortals to save the world.

The current god Wu Mingsu is just the successor of Yaoxiang.

Can it really succeed?

For thousands of years, no gods have descended into the world, and the gods who once blessed the human race seem to have completely abandoned this place.

However, now that the fierce beast is in turmoil, Kyushu is chaotic, the people are not living, and the entire human race has been overturned, if it can't succeed again, how can we fight against the incomparably powerful beast?

Emperor Chongming looked at the sky intently, he had already spent too much effort and resources for this chanting ceremony.

If this time is not successful, within ten years, Dayu will not be able to hold another Yongwu ceremony.

Ten years, ten years from now, it is unknown whether there will still be Terrans.

The beast is too strong for manpower to resist.

The civil and military officials behind Emperor Chongming also held their breath, staring at the jade platform and the sky, they were extremely hopeful that this sacrifice would be successful, and only in this way could they renew the life of Kyushu, which was in danger.

In Kyushu now, only the gods can save it.

Bang!

Under the attention and expectation of all the people, the incantation and dance of the gods and witches reached the most critical time, and a deafening roar suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

The clouds in the sky bloomed with a thousand rays of light, the golden light shone in all directions, the sky opened, and the divine light flowed between the heavens and the earth, as if some great existence was about to come.

"God, God, hahaha, success, success!!"

Emperor Chongming was excited, and he didn't care about his prestige at all, and he danced and cheered, this is his wish, and it is also the wish of all the people, and the dance ceremony has really become!

"It's a success! Shen Wu Mingsu! Shen Wu Mingsu has successfully communicated with the gods and told God about the suffering in the world! Hahaha!"

The civil and military officials are also excited, and they all know the key to this chanting and dancing ceremony, success will be the world's peace, defeat will be the death of Kyushu, the life and death of the human race, in one fell swoop!

Thankfully, it worked!

At the same time as the vision descended from the sky, the entire capital city of Dayu cheered.

Regardless of men, women and children, regardless of farmers and businessmen, all began to carnival, for thousands of years, the gods have never sent down grace again, this time, it has finally become!

Inside the capital, Yao Xiang looked at the sky incredulously.

The incarnation of the gods seemed to her to be completely impossible, and three years ago she chanted incantations, held her staff high, and danced day and night, and she could not communicate with the heavens at all.

In her perception, the sky was completely empty, dead and silent, and there were no gods at all.

Now, Mingsu has actually succeeded.

Is the gods about to come into the world?

Yaoxiang couldn't help but look at Xie Cheng beside her, the Qingyang Immortal with great powers in her eyes.

But seeing that his expression was still calm, as if he hadn't noticed this vision across the heavens and the earth at all, or did he not care about the so-called gods at all?

"How do you feel?" Xie Cheng suddenly asked.

Yaoxiang was slightly stunned, woke up in a complicated mood, looked at the sky, and said: "Immortal, you said that the gods have never been reliable, and only if you are strong can you gain forever." ”

"Very good, you can inherit my immortal law. Xie Cheng laughed, what he was waiting for was now, to verify Yaoxiang's true heart.

For the gods and witches of the Spirit God Realm, the gods are supreme, no matter what the gods ask, the gods and witches will obey unconditionally, this is not the disciple Xie Cheng wants.

Even though Yao Xiang had thrown away the spell staff and given up her identity as a god and witch, she was the closest person to God in this world after all.

What her attitude towards the gods is must be verified.

Now that the gods have descended into the world and the heavens and the earth are visionary, her attitude will intuitively show her state of mind.

"Thank you immortals!" Yao Xiang became excited, since the Yongwu Festival three years ago, she no longer believed in any gods, she only hoped to be able to become strong and cultivate into an immortal!

Airplanes!

There was a tremor sound in the sky again, and then I saw a golden palm break through the clouds and descend, covering the sky and the sun, like an ancient god reaching out of the sky, holy and immeasurable!

"Welcome to the gods!"

Emperor Chongming and many civil and military officials all knelt on the ground and chanted.

On the jade platform.

Mingsu also bowed his head and bowed, waiting for the arrival of the gods.

Boom Boom!

When the huge palm landed, it crushed the air, emitted a deafening roar, and set off a powerful storm that roared and landed from high altitude, sending sand and rocks flying on the ground, and the wind swept in all directions.

Thundered!

The storm was so powerful that it blew houses on the ground, shattered trees, and flew bricks.

There were even people who were unsteady on their feet, and were directly blown into the air, shouting in horror, and suddenly the originally celebratory scene became extremely chaotic.

"Yaoxiang, kneel down quickly, and this young man beside you, kneel down quickly! This is the anger of the gods!" Emperor Chongming found that Yaoxiang and Xie Cheng did not bow down, thinking that this storm was used to punish disrespectful people.

"Emperor Dayu, you can see clearly, is this really the god you are looking forward to?" Xie Cheng sighed lightly, and then a crimson light rose from behind him.

Whew!

The red fire true qi rushed into the sky like divine light, the flames scorched the void, and the rolling heat wave swept the heavens and the earth, forcibly dispersing the original storm, and then like a red flying sword that could not cut anything, it rushed towards the golden giant palm.

Zheng Zheng!

The sound of the sword sounded, and the crane screamed in the sky!

Suddenly, the beings in the capital of Dayu were terrified, this was someone who wanted to attack the gods, how could there be such a bold and reckless person!?

"Stop, what are you doing!?" Emperor Chongming was shocked, he never thought that Xie Cheng would dare to attack the gods who were about to descend into the world.

"Immortal, what are you ......" Yaoxiang's eyes widened, she had also guessed the attitude of the Qingyang Immortal towards the gods before, but at most it was just imagining that the two were talking on an equal footing.

The concept of reverence for gods in the spirit realm has existed since ancient times and is deeply rooted, and it is difficult for people like Yaoxiang to completely eradicate it for a while.

Rumble!

The red fire sword light slashed on the golden palm, and in everyone's incredible gaze, the sacred golden palm was like paper paste, and the golden light was easily pierced.

Crash!

At the same time that the golden palm was pierced, a black-purple viscous liquid gushed out from it, spraying on the heavenly dome, dispelling all the original divine light.

Evil, destruction, darkness and other negative auras permeate the heavens and the earth.

Is this something gushing out of the palm of God's hand?

There was a sudden silence in the capital of Dayu, and the needle drop could be heard.

Everyone was dumbfounded, feeling that their brains were a little insufficient, which ...... Is it really a god?