At the moment when Shan Qingcang said that Liu Feng was a demon and Xue Jiao was a demon, everyone was shocked. Including the people of the Snow God Temple, they couldn't imagine that Shan Qingcang would suddenly hit a rake, and the demon shouted injustice.

Shan Qingcang's voice fell like thunder, and in an instant, everyone on the viewing platform exploded in an uproar, like a stormy wave impacting their hearts.

If what Shan Qingcang said is true, then what a huge joke it is for the gods to watch the ceremony? Therefore, this must be something that no one can accept.

Therefore, at this moment, all the figures stood up, and their eyes fell on Shen Luan. There are even voices shouting to expose the true face of the devil.

For a while, the situation suddenly changed and people were caught off guard. After the people of the Snow God Temple reacted, they were extremely angry, and their eyes were almost bursting with fire.

The faces of the Feihe Dao people couldn't help but sink down at this moment, the situation they had considered before was that they and the others could not strike first, so they could only wait for the Demon Gate to reveal their true faces, and then unite with the gods to fight.

As everyone knows, at the moment, Shan Qingcang directly preemptively struck as the temple of gods and preached these words. Even if he doesn't have any evidence, his status is enough to play a significant role among the gods.

Even, when the temple of gods really attacks Xue Jiao next, the gods will probably think that the temple of gods is punishing demons. There may be people on their side, but they will hesitate.

Shan Qingcang's words made it impossible for his side to condense the power of his side at the first time when the crisis broke out, and it would only be broken by him one by one at that time.

Many thoughts flashed through the minds of the Feihe Dao people, thinking about Shan Qingcang's intentions. Unconsciously, a cold sweat oozed out of his palms, and the treacherous and sinister of the Demon Gate exceeded his expectations.

If you can't rely on the power of the gods, with the power of the Snow God Temple and the Eternal Spring Valley alone, can you withstand the strong impact of the Demon Gate?

"Ridiculous!" When all eyes were on him, Liu Feng sneered and said, "Shan Qingcang, if you don't mind, I want to know, where do you see me all over my body, like the demon who is so inferior that he cowers in the dark?"

Shan Qingcang said coldly: "Your actions are already the devil, why do you need to prove it again!"

Liu Feng glanced at Shan Qingcang with evil eyes: "I am the enemy of your temple of gods, the enemy of the Wood God Mountain, and the enemy of those so-called god forces who have nothing to do, that is the demon? Do you mean that those who do not obey are demons?"

"I can't afford such a big hat, but you can, you can wear such a big green hat on your head. ”

"Liu Feng, don't talk nonsense, it's blue. Liu Ruomei kindly reminded Liu Feng.

Liu Feng looked sincere, and then muttered softly: "I'm sorry, I sometimes have indirect color blindness, but how green does it take to become blue?"

Shan Qingcang's face was already full of anger, and he shouted in a low voice: "Devil, what else do you have to say!"

"No words. Liu Feng spread his hands and said: "I just want the gods of the world to see if there is such a demon in the world!"

As he spoke, Liu Feng's arms suddenly stretched, and one after another sword rays soared into the sky, piercing the sky, and the light of the Ten Thousand Flame Divine Sword shone out, hovering in the air in an instant.

Everyone raised their eyes, and in an instant, the many divine swords in the sky turned rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, a sacrosanct and inviolable colorful chaotic cloud was formed.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, and shouted: "Colorful Chaos Cloud! That's the Colorful Chaos Cloud! Drunken Immortal! Drunken Immortal!"

Although Liu Feng is famous in the land of gods, very few people know about his drunken immortal sword technique. Moreover, what really left a shock in the land of the gods and spirits was a large number of gods and goddesses.

Including most of the gods and powerhouses in front of him, many of them have witnessed the powerhouses of the Haiyusan people. They were naturally very familiar with this colorful chaos cloud.

So, they all started talking.

"I see, Liu Feng is the inheritor of Haiyu Sanren, no wonder, no wonder!"

"Haiyu Sanren's drunken immortal swordsmanship has disappeared for so many years, but I didn't expect his descendants to be the same as he was back then. ”

"How could a bunch of people choose the Adversary as their heir, and although he has been proud all his life, he has always been the mainstay of my gods. ”

"There was a gap in the Demon Domain Sealing Land back then, wasn't it that Haiyu Sanren relied on the power of one person and one sword to kill ten thousand demons, and finally sealed the gap?"

When Liu Feng showed the colorful chaos clouds, the gods on the viewing platform suddenly changed their impressions of him. Liu Feng even more realized the status of Shizun among the gods, even if he disappeared for so many years, his prestige could still shock the hearts of the gods.

"Whether I am a demon or not is not determined by your words. Liu Feng glanced at Shan Qingcang with an indifferent expression: "What's wrong with me being just a mortal?

Shan Qingcang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't realize that he had wiped a trace of coldness.

"As for the Snow God Inheritor inside. Liu Feng sneered: "She is a god or a demon, and it is not your turn to assert that your subordinate will be defeated." ”

"Get out of the way! Good dogs don't get in the way!" Liu Ruomei also spoke fearlessly.

Shan Qingcang's eyes glanced at Liu Ruomei, and he was about to have a seizure, but the voice of the Flying Crane Daoist had already sounded.

"True and false, the blue sky and the bright moon, the gods can be distinguished. The Snow God Temple can't be faked, the Snow God's blood can't be faked, the Inheritance Holy Grail can't be fake, and my Rain God can't be fake!"

The moment the words fell, a divine and dazzling raindrop pattern suddenly appeared on the forehead of the Feihe Daoist, and in an instant, it seemed to be a soul-snatching spirit, and it came into everyone's eyes.

At this moment, the aura on the body of the Flying Crane Dao no longer concealed half a minute, and it was filled with divine light.

"The sign of the raindrop on the forehead, that's ...... God, the ancient rain god, the Flying Crane Daoist turned out to be the ancient rain god!"

The forces of the gods exploded in an instant, and even many people's expressions couldn't help but get excited. The nine gods of antiquity have a pivotal position in the hearts of the gods.

But with the passage of countless years, very few of the Nine Great Gods lineages have remained intact. This is also the reason why the appearance of the Snow God Inheritance has attracted so much attention.

Almost the entire Immortal Venerable Phantom of the Land of Gods has arrived, and everyone never expected that the mysterious Flying Crane Daoist who has been rumored to be in the Land of Gods and Spirits is actually the Ancient Rain God!

Including Shan Qingcang, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised at this moment. The appearance of the ancient rain god was enough to silence all doubts at once. After a shock, there was silence on all sides of the rooftop.

"It turned out to be Lord Rain. After a long time, Shan Qingcang saluted lightly, and then said: "Since this Snow God Inheritance Ceremony is presided over by Lord Rain God, I, Shan Qingcang, naturally have nothing to say." It's just ......"

Shan Qingcang paused, and then said: "It's still the same sentence, everything I did was just because I didn't want Lord Rain God to be deceived." ”

Feihe Daoist held the Holy Grail of Inheritance in both hands, and said in an indifferent voice: "The time has come, please invite the inheritor of the Snow God!"

Seeing this, Shan Qingcang glanced at the direction of Shenluan with deep meaning.

Liu Feng's colorful chaotic clouds and the identity of the rain god of the Flying Crane Daoist ruined his plan in the first half of the plan. However, Shan Qingcang also took this result into account, and it was impossible for him to stop the progress of the Snow God Inheritance just because of his few words.

His initial purpose has been achieved more than half, and the only thing that makes Shan Qingcang feel a little jealous at the moment is the appearance of the ancient rain god, will it cause any changes in the next plan?

Shan Qingcang flicked his sleeves lightly, and his figure fell on the viewing platform.

Liu Feng and Feihe Daoren glanced at each other, and there was a trace of worry in the eyes of both of them, the methods of the Demon Gate were really impossible to prevent, and today's Snow God Inheritance Ceremony must be careful to the extreme.

Feihe Daoist nodded slightly, Liu Feng's figure jumped down, walked to Shenluan, his expression regained his calm, and lifted the holy cloth veil in front of the snow god Luan.

A body as sacred as snow appeared in everyone's eyes, and almost everyone's souls felt a shock, and their eyes were locked on the inheritor of the snow god for a moment.

It's so perfect! This idea was born in the minds of many people in an instant.

The aura that permeated the sacredness was not even weaker than Shan Qingcang, how could such a stunning and holy face be a demon?

Immediately, some people who still had doubts dispelled their doubts.

Liu Feng escorted Xue Jiao to the rooftop step by step, and at the bottom, Liu Feng's figure stopped.

"Come up with me. ”

Feihe Daoist was in front, holding the Holy Grail of Inheritance in both hands solemnly, and Xue Jiao followed up the steps of the rooftop. After Shan Qingcang's turmoil, the Snow God's inheritance ceremony continued.

Call!

The people inside the Snow God Temple didn't know that almost at the same time, in front of the main gate closest to the rooftop outside the Snow God Temple, a gust of wind was lifting, and the air was filled with bursts of blood.

Suddenly, in a snowy dense forest, blood arrows were clearly visible, and the screams fell quickly, and then fell silent.

After a while, one after another, red-robed figures rushed out of the dense forest, and thousands of miles in front of them was an open flat land, and the Snow God Temple was close in front of them.

"Haha! We're in time. ”

Mu Kuiyuan's hands were still stained with blood, and he laughed and glanced in the direction of the Snow God Temple, murderous.

On the other side, the boundless sword qi swept straight into the sky, and in an instant, the figures of the snow god guards wearing the armor of the snow god flew up, and they fell down to the open flat ground one after another, all of them were swords in the eyebrows, or they were sealed by the sword qi.

The silver-robed figure carrying the divine sword is none other than the sword cultivator from the Temple of the Gods, Situ Changhong. His gaze glanced indifferently at the Snow God Temple. Behind him, a figure of Dao Situ Yimai broke through the air.

The wind suddenly howled, and a terrible and piercing wind sounded between the heavens and the earth. One after another, the aura of the strong man, led their respective men and horses, appeared in front of the Snow God Temple, and the killing machine soared into the sky.

The wind blew, and a black cloud on the edge of the sky slowly drifted in the direction of the Snow Temple, and finally enveloped the Snow Temple, and there seemed to be a heavy breath between heaven and earth.