The two were talking, and they had already entered the main hall in front.

There is no darkness in the temple as expected, only special light absorption, and the light is hazy.

Following the hazy skylight, I saw that the main hall was extremely tall and wide, surrounded by eight red cloud pillars carved with various sigils and lines, and on the walls on both sides were strange reliefs, fairies descending to earth, immortals feasting, the sun soaring and so on.

The end is covered with dense humanoid carvings and spirit tablets.

In the middle of the humanoid carving and the spirit tablet, there is a high platform that rises to the top of the ceiling, hundreds of steps, one step at a time.

The sacrificial disciples in front stood in two rows, and the sacrificial offerings were already neatly placed.

As the disciples of Hengxian's One Hundred Earth List approached, the elders of the various peaks behind him also followed.

I got very close to the human carvings, and I saw them all lifelike.

The bearded elder whispered to Hengxian and a few others: "These are all the people who have been in charge of my Tianyuan Sect for generations, or who have great merits and great cultivators!"

White Lotus asked a stupid question, "Are they still there now?"

The bearded elder was stunned for a moment, and replied in an embarrassed whisper, "Guess!"

White Lotus also reacted: "It's the disciple who is abrupt!"

In fact, what she wanted to ask was whether these ancestors had attained the Tao and ascended, after all, the cultivation was all aimed at becoming an immortal and asking for the ultimate goal.

Huo Yuanqing hesitated for a moment and asked, "Who is qualified to enter in the future of our Tianyuan Sect who is qualified to enter these people now?"

This question is also very stupid, but Huo Yuanqing is extremely competitive in his heart, and his reputation is not obvious now, and it is also a good choice to fight for it in the future.

The bearded elder was even more embarrassed: "That, it's all possible, you can't name it specifically!"

After thinking about it, he said: "Of course! If you break through the merger period, you can enter!"

Synched......

Including Hengxian, there are some gods, what kind of strange realm is this, whether the entire Eastern Regions Cultivation Realm is a question of whether it is or not.

The front had already reached the altar, and the bearded elder said, "Go to the altar!"

"Ascend to the altar!"

A group of sacrificial disciples shouted loudly.

Behind him, the elders of the various peaks immediately lined up in two rows.

Hengxian and other hundred disciples of the list of sacrifices, except for Hengxian, who is unique, is in the first place, and the rest are also lined up in two rows.

Hengxian glanced at the high altar, and walked up with his feet in accordance with the "Great Wuji True Yuan Dao Etiquette", and as soon as he took the first step, he felt an indescribable depression and dullness.

I sighed and walked up step by step.

Boredom is also boredom, while giving gifts, he quietly looked around, except for the dense ancestral statues and spirit tablets around the sacrificial platform, there was nothing to see.

was about to retract his gaze, when he suddenly saw a small secret door on the left, blocked by five huge and hideous statues of divine beasts.

It seems to lead to another hall, and I don't know what the hell it is.

At this time, the altar was already at the end.

The top of the main hall above was actually dug out in its entirety and replaced with a glass-like cloud top, and the light was very bright.

Directly in front of the altar is a huge and heavy stone tablet, on which there are two words: Tianyuan!

Next to the stele is also a sign altar covered with mysterious patterns.

Hengxian took a deep breath, led the people, and walked to the "Tianyuan Monument" step by step, kneeling and bowing.

Everyone behind him knelt down.

"Sacrifice!" Hengxian shouted.

Immediately, a heavy sound of the horns of the spirit ox fell, and the sacrifice was delivered.

Hengxian picked up the "wat board", exhaled according to the content above, and read the words in a rounded voice.

The disciples behind him and the elders of the peaks below listened silently.

When Hengxian finally finishes reading,

"Boom......"

Countless pairs of eyes looked at him.

Because the next step is to use the strongest mana to attack the Tianyuan Monument!

This part of the annual festival is the most exciting and exciting!

Because, it is unknown which ancestor's spirit will awaken.

Think about it, if you wake up a certain ancestor from 3,000 years ago, show kindness, and pass down some exercises and Taoist scriptures along the way, are the people present going crazy?

And the key thing is that this year is Hengxian's hands.

For this sword venerable, who has been in the limelight in recent years, has just shone in the Ten Thousand Swords Dragon Pool, and is the youngest sword venerable in the Eastern Regions for thousands of years, everyone is very curious about what his strongest means are.

Especially behind him, White Lotus, Huo Yuanqing, and a group of people who know a little about Hengxian, and Zhao Wuming, Zhang Yuer and other groups who don't know much about Hengxian, all want to take a look.

And Hengxian himself also fell into a difficult choice for a while.

He himself couldn't figure out what his strongest means were.

The talent of the Sword Saint's true body is not bad, and the three swords of "evil", "good", and "punishment" in the Nine Swords of Devouring Heaven are also very perverted.

In addition, his natal magic weapon can already be used, not surprisingly, the strength of 180,000 catties plus his own exertion is also extremely powerful and domineering.

Even the small drum magic weapon and the doppelganger technique are not bad!

At this moment, the bearded elder below thought that Hengxian was nervous and at a loss, and he had some intersections, and shouted in a low voice, "Hengxian?"

Hengxian reacted, took a deep breath, and finally decided to use his natural supernatural power "Sword Saint Storm", after all, this thing was brought by his own body, and it was the most suitable.

Immediately got up and ran the exercises, and a majestic and incomparably thick momentum surged out.

Everyone stared at each other.

Behind him, White Lotus, Lin Shuyu and the others immediately took dozens of steps back, their eyes burning.

At this moment, a huge, mighty, and powerful ancient sword phantom appeared behind Hengxian.

The hilt of the sword was embedded in the ceiling of the temple, "squeezing" out of the temple, and the tail of the sword was stuck in the ground below.

A power that cannot be blasphemed and despised is overwhelmingly terrifying.

This terrifying scene suddenly changed its aura, and suddenly frightened everyone present.

"This is Hengxian's Ancient Sword Body?"

"It's not the first time we've seen the Ancient Sword Body, but this is the first time we've seen it, this ...... Is it really a sword body?"

"No wonder this son is so talented!"

"The key is what kind of exercises does he have to perform?

The elders of the peaks below could no longer care about being in the temple, and muttered.

Zhao Wuming, Zhang Yuer, Luo Sihai and other disciples saw it for the first time, and they couldn't help but be shocked.

At this moment, the surrounding air and all the areas of the entire hall wall suddenly appeared densely with a sword shadow.

One, five, ten, hundred......

Soon it reached four thousand.

Each one is close to the momentum of Yuan Dan, and the horror of Wu Yang is overwhelming.

"It's ......"

Even if the people present cultivated high, they couldn't help but gasp when they looked up and looked around.

The cultivation is low, and he is even afraid that the sword shadow will poke at him, so he subconsciously dodges.

Zhao Wuming and the others were close together, their faces turned pale and their scalps were numb.

Fortunately, Hengxian did not target them, but stretched out a finger and waved it lightly, pointing to the "Tianyuan Monument".

"Woo Woo ......"

Dense sword shadows frantically attacked towards the stele.

With each attack, the ground shook and the sword roared.

The White Lotus was trembling, they had experienced this trick, but when they saw it again, they still couldn't crack it or stop it!

However, the "Tianyuan Monument" easily blocked it, no, it should be absorbed, and all the sword shadows were sucked in.

One, two, five......

Wait for all four thousand sword shadows to be inhaled.

The elders of the peaks below were so nervous that they were about to suffocate in an instant, and they looked around.

At this moment, an ethereal voice like a flood bell sounded: "Damn, who recruited me, can't I find death?"