Chapter 282: The Sacred Male Ceremony
After the rolling sound, the eyes of hundreds of thousands of people in the entire square looked at Qin Feng in unison.
When the saintess appeared, Qin Feng was also grateful that the saint was the center of the world, and he didn't want to let him become the center of the world in the blink of an eye, but he would rather not have this kind of sudden happiness.
Seeing that it had caused such a big reaction, Living Treasure stood proudly on Qin Feng's shoulder, as if he had returned triumphantly, completely unaware of the impending crisis.
Immediately afterwards, the eyes of the aborigines and admirers of the Holy Maiden in southern Xinjiang changed from astonishment to hatred, and the Holy Maiden was a god in their eyes in the eyes of the aborigines and admirers, a flawless and unblasphemous existence.
But, but now there is a kid who says that he has fallen in love with the saint and wants the saint to be his mother-in-law. Ahh In the eyes of these natives and admirers, Qin Feng and the living treasure on his shoulders suddenly became the world's largest toad, and he deserved to die.
"Where did the turtle come from, come and die!"
"Toad, you dare to slander the goddess in my heart, I will kill you!"
"Arrogant thief, come out and duel with me!!"
The ceremony was surprisingly still for a breath, and there was a loud noise, and the original holy and solemn atmosphere was destroyed.
At this time, the majestic Living Treasure also seemed to realize that something was wrong, and quickly hid behind Qin Feng with a slip of his feet, handing over the mess to Qin Feng.
Qin Feng hated the stinky boy of Huobao at the moment, but he couldn't escape, and now these aborigines and saints' admirers didn't rush to him because of his cultivation in the middle stage of the marriage, as long as he dared to escape, those madmen would definitely catch up and fight with him.
The last time he saw the bizarre experience of Yin Jiu Killing, Huobao didn't turn on the taunt mode made him very surprised, and he had a bad premonition at that time, but he didn't expect it to be ...... as soon as he arrived in southern Xinjiang
Qin Feng's face was not red, his heart was not beating, he stayed in place, and did not return his mouth. Not to flee, such an unfathomable act discouraged the radicals from acting, but this did not last long.
Just a short breath or two later, an old man in the late stage of the Yudan wearing a strange costume flew towards Qin Feng with four monks in the middle stage of the Yudan.
Qin Feng, who should always come, said silently in his heart, this strange costume is the autocratic costume with the power of the magic weapon of the Protector Elder of the Worship Tu Sect.
"Below is Zhao Chuangong, the Dharma Protector Elder of the Baitu Sect, may I ask Daoyou why he disturbed the order of the ceremony?" Although Zhao Chuangong, who was the Dharma Protector Elder, was polite, his tone was full of questions.
"The saint is too beautiful. Qin was really an unintentional move, and he also looked at Elder Zhao Haihan. Qin Feng directly transferred it to him, and said with a very sincere expression.
"Hmph, Daoyou is really good at bullying us when we worship the soil sect, now hurry up and hand over the kid behind you and leave quickly, otherwise I won't spare you." Zhao Chuangong's tone was very gloomy, and the four Jiedan monks behind him also showed an expression that if you were not convinced, they would fight immediately.
Zhao Chuangong was very angry at the moment, if he left it on weekdays and didn't care about thirty-twenty-one and directly destroyed these two kids, but today's ceremony should not be bloody, let alone leave the impression of bullying the cultivators in southern Xinjiang, otherwise the two guys in front of him would definitely be blown into slag. Although we cannot bully the weak, we must not weaken the name of the Tu Religion. So one person has to be left behind no matter what.
"Impossible!" Qin Feng refused without hesitation, his tone extremely firm.
Zhao Chuangong was thinking about how to track Qin Feng's whereabouts afterwards and settle accounts after the autumn, but he didn't expect Qin Feng to dare to refuse, and he was stunned for a while.
Suddenly, Qin Feng, who was confronting Zhao Chuangong, raised his head, only to see a red afterimage flying towards him with terrifying coercion.
"Die!" The fiery red shadow was still twenty or thirty zhang away from Qin Feng. A huge white firebird erupted from its beak, flying towards Qin Feng with a rolling wave of heat.
As soon as the white fire erupted, the monks of the entire square seemed to be in a furnace. The space has become blurred, and a few of the southern Xinjiang natives who are close to it have become charred.
The originally noisy square calmed down instantly after the fire appeared, and most of the Inhuman monks showed fanatical expressions, while most of the human monks showed terrified expressions.
The "Jiuli Hood" was hiding behind Qin Feng's small mouth, spewing out a blue foam, and the almond-sized foam instantly turned into a square foot in size, covering him and Qin Feng in it.
"Boom"
After an earth-shattering roar. The earth and rocks were splashed, and the place was filled with smoke and dust, obstructing the view of mortals, and when the monk tried to peek into it with his divine thoughts, the divine thoughts felt a kind of pain of being burned.
Because of the high temperature, dozens of charred corpses of the natives of southern Xinjiang suddenly appeared, and the air was filled with a strong smell of sulfur and charred corpses, like a purgatory covered in a mask.
At the last moment when the fire burst in, Zhao Chuangong hurriedly escaped to avoid injury, while the other four law enforcement elders had black faces. The clothes were torn and looked very messy.
"Divine Prince, you, how dare you take action against the mortals of our clan in disregard of the treaty?" Zhao Chuangong asked as he looked at the trembling voices of dozens of scorched corpses of the natives and the even more burned natives.
At this time, the fiery red figure stopped in mid-air to reveal its true body, only to see that its burly figure was covered with red phosphorus the size of a fingernail, an oval head with no hair on it, two eyes like two burning flames, and two rows of sharp canines between the opening and closing of the mouth.
"This prince is just killing some ants in vain in order to maintain the dignity of the holy woman, do you really dare to ask this prince whether he is guilty or not?" said the fiery red figure known as the prince of the gods.
Elder Zhao Chuangong's face flushed when he heard this, but when he thought of the difference in strength between the two and didn't dare to act rashly, he froze in embarrassment for a while.
"Click"
Seeing that Elder Zhao Chuangong dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, the Divine King couldn't help but feel a little more proud, thinking that his status in the Divine Kingdom Alliance would be much higher in the future, just when he wanted to say a few more words before going down, there was a sound of ice breaking at the core of the white fire attack.
With the strange noise, the smoke and dust that filled the air had also dispersed, and a vague figure could be faintly seen inside.
The prince of God looked at the figure that gradually became clear in the smoke and dust, his heart trembled, and his pupils shrank. A chill rushed from the center of his feet to his head, causing a message to be kicked to the iron plate immediately in his head.
As the first person below the Yuan Infant of the Divine Kingdom Alliance, he is known for his attack on the Zhurong clan, and in order to deter the Baitu Sect in one fell swoop, he used the most powerful secret technique, although the time to trigger the secret technique is limited, but he did not hesitate to damage some of the Yuan Qi secret arts, and the attack power is even stronger than usual!
If it is an ordinary mid-stage monk, it will be absolutely turned into ashes. Even the remnant soul couldn't escape at all, and the scene in the smoke and dust was still unclear, but he felt that this kid must not have suffered much damage, and all kinds of signs indicated that this kid inside was by no means a good stubble.
Suddenly, a cyan whirlwind appeared out of thin air beside the prince of the kingdom of God, and as soon as the whirlwind dissipated, a handsome and dashing human monk appeared.
Dressed in a white feather coat, holding a folding fan, and with his gentle face, the monk looked like a Confucian scholar.
Confucius appeared and took the feather fan in his hand and gently fanned the smoke and dust, and suddenly a breeze came out, taking away all the smoke and dust in a blink of an eye.
After the smoke and dust cleared, Qin Feng stood quietly in place. Huobao sat proudly on Qin Feng's shoulder, not to mention that he did not turn into ashes as expected, and even the corners of his clothes did not change at all. What's even more ironic is that the Divine King Prince had just used the fire attribute to attack, but Qin Feng and the Living Treasure exuded bursts of cool air.
Qin Feng once again became the focus of attention of hundreds of thousands of people in the square, but his identity changed from a toad to a monster, and no one dared to look down on him anymore.
The corners of the eyes of the prince of the gods jumped sharply, and it felt like he had seen a ghost. The blow he threw all his strength into didn't do any damage, just killed some of the Nanban natives. It made him feel like he had been practicing martial arts for decades. In the end, it turned out that the strongest move only trampled a few ants to death.
I originally wanted to take the opportunity to enhance my prestige, but I felt that hundreds of thousands of people were shocked to look at this kid in front of him, which was simply a naked insult to him!
"Boy, what's your name and where do you come from?" said the prince of God, who felt his face burn hot, and suppressed his anger extremely much.
"Can I leave after I finish answering?" Qin Feng didn't answer the rhetorical question, his tone was very calm.
"Just now, Prince Ben only used half of his strength. If you can take the three blows of this prince, why not let you go?" said the prince of the gods proudly, after weighing the pros and cons, he had already decided to suppress this kid at the expense of his transformation, otherwise the prestige he had accumulated over the years would be in vain.
As he spoke, some red scales gradually appeared on the face of the Divine Prince, and the red hair was also intertwined and turned into a red flame. The aura of the whole person suddenly became more than thirty percent stronger.
Compared to the monstrous fireworks of the Divine Prince, Qin Feng slowly and calmly pulled out the bone sword like a mortal swordsman, but there was an indescribable charm in this slowness.
The big war is on the verge of breaking out!!
The natives and ordinary monks of Southern Xinjiang were shocked after seeing the supernatural powers of the two, and now they couldn't help but retreat quickly when they saw that the two of them were about to make a move, and it was no joke to be affected by the supernatural powers of the two of them. However, what is surprising is that the feather fan Confucian who appeared at the beginning did not leave, but stepped out with a faint smile, and his figure appeared between the two in a flash.
"Your Royal Highness, there is a saying among us humans that the prime minister's belly can travel on a boat. When Confucius said this, he looked at the prince and shook his head, and then continued: "This Taoist friend in front of him loves the saint, and even loudly confesses that he is really a heroic person of my human race.
But the timing of this Taoist friend's confession was a little inappropriate, fortunately, His Royal Highness the Holy Maiden had the belly of the prime minister. In any case, this is an internal matter of the Tu Sect, you are a prince who is neither a believer in the Tu Sect, nor a human being, why do you have to be so eager to show your belly, is it to use your small belly to set off this Taoist friend's bravery, Lan is really admired, admired. ”
Confucius shook the feather fan, while talking, sometimes making a helpless expression of hatred of iron and steel, and finally made an expression of admiration, like a speech after the above words, at this time the monks and believers in the square had already laughed, and the face of the prince of God had already turned from red to black.
After hearing these words, Qin Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, this young man with a feather fan is so interesting!
"Hypocrite, this prince and you will never die!" the prince of God felt the ridicule from all directions, and a wave of anger rushed to his head, and he roared hysterically. I can't wait to stomp on the hypocrite in front of me and throw him into the toilet!!
"If I were you, I wouldn't do it. Seeing the furious God Prince, Confucius took out a fiery spear and continued to speak in a mocking tone.
"On behalf of the Worship Sect, this holy woman thanks His Royal Highness the Prince, the following matters will be handled by the church itself, and anyone who interferes again will be an enemy of this religion!" I don't know when, the holy woman has left the high platform and appeared beside Confucius.
"I'm angry, I'm angry!" The furious God Prince jumped on the ground a few times in anger, but looking at the Holy Maiden, Confucian Sheng and Qin Feng who were eyeing him, he finally chose to retreat and turned into a fiery red streamer and fled away.
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Two hours later, Elder Zhao Chuangong watched Qin Feng gradually walk away, and he had the feeling that today was not a holy maiden ceremony, but a holy male ceremony.
Subsequently, Elder Zhao Chuangong opened the protective formation of the main altar and teleported in, but he didn't notice that a white shadow teleported out at the moment of the formation fluctuation, and quietly followed Qin Feng. (To be continued......)