Sword Saint Priest and Lolita Priestess

A gust of wind suddenly blew up, stirring up the situation.

Dozens of huge tornadoes connecting the sky and the earth slowly formed in place on the plain.

Wave after wave of disgusting stench was brought by strong winds.

The strong wind was getting closer and closer, uprooting the manjusara flowers on the ground and smashing them into fragments of flowers, adding a bit of sweetness to the stench——this made people even more disgusted.

"what are these?"

Yu Zhongming pointed to everything in front of him and asked.

Ms. White Fox is the master of the underworld, the master of everything in this underworld. It can be said that this underworld is Ms. White Fox herself.

She can control any state of Hades, whether it is the weather, buildings, or people, she can make it appear and disappear out of thin air.

Everything in this underworld is acting according to her wishes.

Ever since he came to Hades for the first time, Yu Zhongming knew about this situation.

Just like the area of ​​Santuchuan and Wangyouyuan where he is now, it is actually the location of the palace that he and Boya saw some time ago.

Although she may not be able to change the concept of these places since the creation of the world, it is normal to change the terrain and modify the shape.

Ms. Baihu can say that these changes can be made in one thought.

So the sudden gusts and huge storms in front of us are particularly suspicious.

"This is the polluted and depraved breath of Hades, unwilling to be expelled from the seal by me, and made the last resistance."

Ms. White Fox still had a smile on her lips, as if everything in front of her eyes was normal: "These manjusara flowers represent the degree of my mastery of this underworld. If these breaths want to destroy our ceremony, we must count all these flowers Erase to shake my rule.'”

"I'll leave it to Mr. Yuzhong and Mr. Boya to deal with these things. Seimei and I have more important things to do."

Boya patted his chest, his voice was quiet but firm: "Leave it to me."

"Brother Boya is really reliable. It's really a blessing that my family Qingming has you as a friend. I hope you can always be with him in the future."

"I will."

Ms. Baihu walked to Boya's side with a smile, and patted him on the shoulder affectionately.

Then he turned around and walked to Qingming's side, standing at his lower hand.

Qingming nodded to his mother, holding three sticks of incense sticks in both hands, his lips like cherry blossoms were gently parted.

Recite the ancient sacrificial scriptures from nowhere.

"Convert your heart to the ceremony, and become devout here."

"Jade Tower of Nine Flowers, Imperial House of Seven Treasures."

"According to the destiny of the heavens, the master governs Yin and Yang."

"Han Hong Guang Da, Rou Shun Zhen."

"Imitate Haotian, Benyu Kunyuan."

"Many things, Shi Mu Dao Ren."

"Yuedu is the reliance, and the mountains and rivers are the battle."

"Great compassion and great wishes, great sage and great mercy."

"According to the fate of the heavens, Emperor Qingqiu."

"Yuyu White Fox, the God of Heaven and Earth."

The voice of this sacrificial rite came from the mouth of Ampere Qingming, and it began to reverberate in the mid-air of Hades, and from time to time, voices from unknown sources joined the chanting.

Countless human voices, male and female, old and young, all merged together to form a unified tone and voice.

After a while, it seemed that only the grand sound of chanting prayers remained between the heaven and the earth.

In the sound of prayers, the world is changing.

The original large tracts of manjusara flowers gradually became thinner, and the entire land expanded slowly and firmly amidst the sound.

Then a river appeared out of nowhere from mid-air and flowed into the ground.

A ditch begins at the drop of the river and continues until the end of the line of sight.

Then, where Lady White Fox stood, a bridge was raised.

The bridge floats in the air, and it also holds the white fox lady up.

At her feet, there are endless storms, oceans of flowers, and rivers stretching to infinity.

It's all about her, but it can't affect her.

Chapter 56 sublimate the essence, purify the concept

"The first step, sublimation."

After Qingming finished reciting the prayer, she knelt on the ground, silently looking up at her mother who had ascended into the sky.

There was a trace of unconcealable sadness in the corner of his mouth.

This look made him look even more pitiful.