Necropolis Immortal

The banks of the Xuanhe River.

Cloud cover, shadow wind seats.

Above the Xuan River, the waves of terror, in that black wave, came a sound like a ghost crying.

A single unknown creature floats constantly in the river.

Everyone believed that the ghosts in the river were the ghosts in the tomb that transcended the empire.

They must be sealed with the power of the Great Xuanhe Festival.

Today is the day of the Great Xuanhe Festival and the most important day in Xuanzhou as a whole.

All of Xuanzhou's county guards, city owners, and powerful giants also gathered on the banks of the Xuanhe River.

This large-scale sacrificial activity is not just a sacrificial sacrifice, but requires the prayer of life, the will of the Spirit, in order to complete the ritual.

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“Today is the great day of Xuanzhou, the centennial Xuanhe Festival, which concerns the life and death of the entire Xuanzhou people. ”

Before the altar, the wind left and Lu Yuanhou wore generous robes and looked solemn.

At this moment, Lu Yuanhou's mouth sounded a long whistle, "But Xuanzhou herding as the governor of the state was absent from today's sacrifice. It seems that His Majesty the Emperor made the right decision, and that the comatose generations such as Lu Yun are not eligible to become the pastoralists of Xuanzhou. ”

Li Yucai's vast body stood beside Lu Yuanhou and Feng away. He stood with his hands down, respectfully lowered his head, and did not dare to say another word.

“Guardian of Xuanshui County. ”

The wind looked at Li Yu talented and said faintly.

“The junior officer is here! ”

Li Yucai hastily responded.

“After today, destroy all seven of your city lords. The Great Festival of the Xuanhe River did not dare to be present, and they were no longer eligible to continue to be the city owners of Xuanzhou. ”

The wind did not know the whereabouts of the seven city owners, but since they dared to make mistakes, the wind would not let go of this opportunity, immediately abolish them, and then put two of his men in Xuanzhou.

“Yes, yes…”

Li Yucai's face was cold and sweaty. He hastily promised. At this time, he dared not say half a word more.

The two Special Envoys were also high, and Li Yucai woke up and wanted to visit them several times, all of whom were stopped outside the door.

“The time has come, let's get started. ”

In the hands of Lu Yuanhou, there is an additional sacrifice.

It is the sacrifice of the Great Xuanhe Festival, but this sacrifice is not the same as the one in the hands of the Lord Cold.

The sacrifice in Chill's Hand is the original, and this article is Tao Wen.

“The sacrifice begins...”

Li Yucai ripped out his voice and yelled out loud.

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The clouds of the heavens and the earth grew heavier and heavier, and the altars behind them had emitted intense black light.

On the altar, the wind is still in a coma.

The ninety-nine pair of boys and girls, who looked but three or four years old, were awakened. They did not cry or make a scene. They sat at the altar and waited quietly for fate to come.

Obviously, these 99 boys and girls are controlled by something.

In the eyes of all, the Great Xuanhe Festival is a sacred ceremony to save the life of the Great Xuanhe River. It is an honor and a privilege for them to become the Great Xuanhe Festival.

If at this time, ninety-nine boys and girls cried on the altar, then this sacred sacrificial ritual would have changed its taste.

Lu Yuanhou's body floated gently, and his mouth began to recite that obstinate sacrifice.

The passage of the sacrifice was read out of his mouth and immediately became a living text that was incorporated into the altar.

On the altar, a flame like a water wave burns slowly.

“Unfortunately, Lu Yun did not know where he had escaped. If he saw that his beloved maid had been sacrificed by me, he would surely be angry. ”

Lu Yuanhou sang the sacrifice and thought with pride.

“Unfortunately, if Uncle Wu hadn't stopped me, I would have sent Lu Yun to the altar to sacrifice to the river gods! ”

Lu Yuanhou's heart has some troubles.

Before this trip, Lu Yuanhou was ordered to do his best to control Lu Yun. If he could not control it, he would be killed. All he had to do was leave Lu Yun's whole body behind.

But somehow, when Lu Yuanhou was ready to reckon with Lu Yun again, he was blocked by the old monsters of the clan.

Lu Yuanhou lost twice in the hands of Lu Yun. The first time he was beaten to death by Lu Yun, his face was disgraced. The second time, he was scared to show up.

This caused Lu Yuanhou to accumulate a resentment in his heart, which could not be dissipated.

Now, Lu Yun's beloved little maid can be sacrificed herself. It also creates a morbid pleasure in Lu Yuanhou's heart.

At this moment, the entire river of Xuan River is like boiling boiling water, constantly flickering.

Above the altar, the flame of the water wave had wrapped the wind and the body of 99 boys and girls, lighting them slowly.

A black symbol, flashing in the flames, began to draw the wind and the lives of 99 boys and girls and to integrate their lives into the altar beneath their feet.

With the recitation of the altar, before the Xuanhe Altar, countless Xuanzhou figures also knelt down and worshipped at the altar top.

The vast and terrible power of sacrifice forms a giant vortex that encloses within ten miles of each other.

“Coming!”

The wind broke away and the spirit of Lu Yuanhou shook together, revealing a strong joy.

A full and pounding force emerges from the altar and enters their bodies.

This is feedback from the Xuanhe Festival.

“Is this the benefit of the Great Xuanhe Festival? ”

“With this power, I can reach the Heart Fire Refining God and enter the realm of Refining God! ”

Lu Yuanhou was overjoyed. At his original training speed, it would take at least three more years of painstaking cultivation to refine God's heart.

But the power of this Great Xuanhe Festival gives him rapid access to the realm of Refining God, with no legacy, more solid than the realm he practiced himself.

“I must preside over the next Great Xuanhe Festival! ”

Lu Yuanhou and the wind looked away and understood each other's hearts.

After a taste of sweetness, both of them eat the medulla and won't let go of their future opportunities.

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Boom...

All of a sudden, over the raging Xuan River, a great deal of rage broke out.

There seemed to be a luxurious figure, slowly coming out of the 10,000 runs.

That leaves the wind and Lu Yuanhou's body full of comfort, and time retreats like a tide.

On the altar, the flame burned by the bear was slowly extinguished.

At this moment, the Great Xuanhe Festival was interrupted by the raw!

“He Fang Monster, dare to destroy Xuanhe Festival!! ”

Lu Yuanhou saw, his face changed sharply. He forcibly stopped the sacrifice in his mouth and drank aloud and asked.

“I passed down the art of sacrifice to protect the spirits of Xuanzhou. It was a sacrifice of grasshoppers. Why did you sacrifice the flesh of the living today? ”

Suddenly, in the water of the River Xuan, there was a shout of rebellion.

Then a young girl with blue hair, blue eyes and a blue veil skirt emerged from the river.

She stood barefoot over the Xuan River, where she found herself, and the raging Xuan River water restored calm.

The girl's eyes were slightly cold and she looked at the life above the riverbank.

“You are… the god of Xuanhe River!! ”

All of a sudden, Li Yucai shouted in horror, and he looked at the girl in the river incredibly. This is what happened a thousand years ago when the gods of the Xuanhe River appeared!

The god of the Xuanhe River, who has already fallen, why does it appear today?

“Bullshit! The Xuanhe God is dead! She is a demon born in the Xuanhe River! Somebody, get that witch off me! ”

Lu Yuanhou has gone mad.

Just moments ago, he was only inches away from the realm of the Refinery. But now, that power has disappeared without a trace, and the nearby realm of the Refinery is once again beyond reach.

Xuanhe Festival, the life and death of Xuanzhou spirits, what does it have to do with Lu Yuanhou! All Lu Yuanhou wanted was the benefits of the Great Xuanhe Festival to help him break through, that's all.

“That's right, interrupt the sacrifice, the great evil! Take down the witch! ”

The wind has also returned to God, whether this Xuanhe God is true or false... she must die.

There is no need for a living god in this fairy world!

Not even a god worshipped by all beings!