Supreme Celestial Devil

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Ning Xiaochuan stood on the towering majestic altar, his body covered with blood, and the magic sword in his body moved automatically, forming a picture scroll of blood and mountains under his feet.

In the air, the imaginary fairy palace became more and more solid under the impact of blood.

This immortal palace is very similar to the legendary Tiandi Jingu, with a tianzhu, hanging a monument, emitting white clouds, ringing to listen to the fairy music divine music!

"boom!"

A huge figure rose from above the altar, standing in the void, hanging a sword on the waist, condensing a five-pointed star with long hair like a waterfall, with an imposing majesty.

A sacred weather emanated from him, making everyone's hearts awed.

"This is ... this is the emperor! The emperor is holy!"

"The Emperor is holy!"

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Everyone knelt down on the ground, scratching their heads at the figure of Tiandi!

Tiandi is the only **** worshipped in the Yulan Empire. Even the true gods worshipped in the various avenues are only Tiandi.

The ceremonial ceremony brought the Emperor to the Holy Land. What an extraordinary event!

This is the ancestral land of the Jiangehou House. The Emperor of Heaven is here to show his sacredness. What is it foreshadowing?

In a small old house in the northwestern part of the imperial city, a skinny medicinal farmer came out, carrying a bamboo basket, carrying a **** on his shoulders, squinting and glancing towards the altar, "Here Really Tiandi ’s hometown? It ’s so good! ”

The farmer's body rose up into the sky, and the next moment, he fell into the ancestral land of Jiangehoufu.

"Who? Jiangehoufu is sacrificing the gods of heaven and earth. No one can break into it at will."

Two warriors riding on the iron lion and the mysterious beast, holding the silver sword, rushed across the barbarian to intercept the medicinal farmers.

The herb farmer smiled and said, "Sacrifice the gods to heaven and earth is good! Heaven and earth are our parents, and the gods are our beliefs. I also want to sacrifice."

Riding a warrior with a cold smile: "The sacrifice requires the killing of livestock, the sacrifice with blood, the sacrifice with human soul, and the sacrifice with spirit. What do you offer?"

"This ..." The aspirant farmer was slightly embarrassed, rubbed his palms, smiled, and said, "Can I take you for a sacrifice?"

"presumptuous!"

The two warriors waved their swords at the same time and dragged out a deterrent wave of swords!

They are masters of martial arts, responsible for maintaining the order of sacrifices.

However, the swords of the two warriors stopped in the air, and a huge blood cave appeared in the heart. There was nothing in the cave, and the heart was taken away by the medicinal farmers.

The herbalist farmer grabbed two hot hearts in their hands, compared to the size, and then shook his head and said disgustingly, "Heart of fire is too weak, his blood is too vulgar, and there is no aura. Vulgar, human, and heart. Vulgar! It would be filthy to know that I wouldn't take your heart. "

The medicine-collecting farmer threw two **** hearts on the ground, wiped his hands on his robe, and wiped them clean. Then he put the two warriors in his hands and swayed into the ceremony.

"Who?" Sitting in the starting position, the old prince saw his two corpses walking into the sacrifice ceremony for the medicinal farmers, and his heart was extremely angry.

Jiedaolong smiled and said, "Gift-giving!"

The medicinal farmer threw the two corpses away and landed on the altar.

The corpse was instantly refined by the altar and turned into drops of blood.

Xuan Qingzi stood on the altar, his eyes sank, three kinds of divine light emerged above his head, condensed into three flowers and lotuses, and he cried, "Presumptuous! How dare to disturb the festival ceremony, this is disrespect to the heaven, to the gods Disrespectful. "

The ancestral land of Jiange Houfu gathered most of the imperial courts of the imperial court. Wu Zun alone was dozens of people. Even the demons of the Momen may not dare to come in alone.

What is this originator of? Actually dare to arrogant in front of so many Wu Zun.

The medicinal farmer stared at Xuan Qingzi for a while, nodded, and frowned again, and said, "Old Tao, your cultivation is good, it seems to have got the true story of the Tao. But ... the heart is not so strong, even martial art There is no heart, too weak, and not enough nutrients. Hey! Disappointed. "

Xuan Qingzi said: "His good breath."

Xuan Qingzi opened his mouth and spit out a mighty cloud of smoke, a purple flying sword flew out of his mouth, dragged a sword mark, and pierced the brows of the medicinal farmer.

With a trace of blood, the purple flying sword flew back to Xuan Qingzi's hand.

It was so easy to be killed, and the soldiers present were relieved.

"A false alarm, it turned out to be just a brave lunatic!"

"The Purple Cloud Flying Sword of the Xuan and Qing dynasties was made by a **** of iron from outside the world. It can kill people thousands of miles away. It can even carry people to fly. It can fly up and down."

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While everyone was talking, weird things happened.

The farmer who raised the medicine raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. The blood holes in the eyebrows disappeared instantly, and even the blood holes in the back of the head disappeared.

The whole ceremony was quiet, and no one even breathed.

Hou Jiange and King Da Jinpeng are also sitting in dire straits, which is just incredible.

Even if the martial arts are so strong, if they are pierced through their skulls, they will certainly die.

The farmer nodded his head and said, "The Taoist swordsmanship is indeed more authentic than that of the warrior."

Xuan Qingzi has never seen such strange things, and his heart suddenly jumped, feeling the danger. His ten fingers immediately formed a seal, mobilizing the mysterious energy between heaven and earth, and condensing into a huge guardian formation.

"Oh!"

The medicinal farmer banged his head on the formation, shaking the ancestral land of Jiangehoufu suddenly, the altar almost collapsed, and the heavens and earth's mysterious energy fluctuated sharply.

The strength of the herb collectors is constantly increasing, and the formation method is deformed, and he laughs: "Old way, it is good to repair!"

Xuan Qingzi Gui is one of the nine princes of the current Dynasty and the top ten sages in Daomen.

However, at this moment, sweat was dripping, and my body was about to explode, and my strength was completely suppressed. Especially the heart in the body, beating faster than ten times faster, as if it was about to jump out of the body.

"boom!"

The medicinal peasant blasted the formation, his claws were grabbed towards Xuan Qingzi's heart, and a gap was ripped out in the space.

Xuan Qingzi's face changed drastically, and his index and middle fingers pointed out, directing Zi Yunfei's sword to pierce the palm of the medicinal farmer.

"Oh!"

Ziyun Feijian was wrapped in a flesh, flew back, and bombarded Xuan Qingzi's body, flying Xuan Qingzi out and falling above the altar, and then fell into the altar.

Ning Xiaochuan stood by the altar, suddenly awakened, broke his blood, opened the rainbow to move, flew over the altar, caught Xuan Qingzi, who was seriously injured, and flew back to the edge of the altar.

The herbs collector stared at Ning Xiaochuan and stretched out a finger, saying, "Your boy is a little familiar!"

Ning Xiaochuan stared at him coldly, quickly hiding himself with the power of the magic sword.

Herb farming is a bit too weird and makes people instinctively feel dangerous.

The emperor Yulan sat on the emperor's emperor's gaze, throwing out an imperial edict, saying: "The imperial city is the foundation of the empire. It would be lawless for someone to dare to be so pretentious in front of the emperor. Fanatics, the rewards are ten thousand, and the ten cities are closed. "

Hearing the words of Emperor Yu Lan, everyone present was not calm, the rewards were too generous, and there was even a fiefdom.

"Chen, Hou Yuewuyang in Yunzhong is willing to take a shot and kill the thief for the emperor!"

Yue Wuyang was holding a magic gun with blood in his body like a rainbow, and there was a real dragon with a length of seven feet above his head.

This is his martial spirit!

Many princes were a little disappointed, such a good job was actually snatched by Yue Wuyang!

In their opinion, although the cultivation of medicinal herbs farmers is terribly powerful, after all, there is only one person, and even if they have tremendous power, they can't escape today.

Therefore, the reward given by Emperor Yulan is simply too generous.

"Even Xuanqing National Division was injured. I am afraid that Yunzhong Hou may not be the opponent of the old peasants, and the minister will help Yun Zhonghou." Tianxiang Hou unleashes his martial arts, sells his power, and steps up the altar.

"The minister also helped Yunzhong Hou." Another Hou Ye flew up to the altar.

These princes, especially non-hereditary princes, have fought!

They are non-hereditary princes. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to have a fiefdom. Even if they make extraordinary achievements on the battlefield, the chance of obtaining a fiefdom is very small.

Now there is a chance to get a fiefdom, and they will naturally not let it go.

In an instant, five Houye shot and flew up to the altar to suppress the medicinal farmers!

The old prince of Jiangehoufu immediately ordered to start the enchantment and formation of the ancestral land.

"Boom!"

On the ground, seventy-two and blood-red pillars were raised, wrapping the entire ancestral land, forming a huge blood-colored cage, calming the land.

If the enchantment and the formation are not opened, not only will the ancestral land of Jiangehoufu be wiped out, but even the imperial city will suffer a huge impact and suffer heavy losses.

Ning Xiaochuan stood on the edge of the altar and stared at the medicinal farmer. The magic sword in his heart suddenly made a strange sound and warned him.

"It's weird. Why does the magic sword warn you, isn't this herb farmer an ordinary martial art master?"

Ning Xiaochuan's gaze was fixed on Xuan Qingzi's body.

The old man suffered a minor injury, especially his heart, which actually came up and his bones were broken, like the heart was about to jump out of his body,

If it were anyone else, it would be dead.

However, Xuan Qingzi's cultivation is so extreme that he used his power to seal the heart and save his life!

At this moment he was healing himself, surrounded by three different rays of light around his body.

"what!"

A scream sounded on the altar.

The sky elephant Hou flew from the chaotic blood, his face pale, his palms covering his heart.

His heart was so **** that it became empty and his heart was taken away.

Tianxiang Hou's eyes widened, and his blood became weaker and weaker. He took two steps back and fell directly into the altar of blood, and was swallowed up by the sea of ​​blood!

"Crack!"

Tianxianghou's bones were refined by the power of the altar, turned into a blood rain, flew from the altar to the sky, dyed the entire sky to blood red, and it was frighteningly scary.

Not long after, another Houye's heart was taken away, fell from the sky, fell into the altar, and turned into a ball of bright red blood.

The two Wu Zun fell in succession, and their hearts were taken out and became sacrifices.

This is simply an unacceptable fact. Emperor Yulan slaps himself on the dragon chair, suddenly stands up, and is angry.

Over his head, the spirit and soul of Kowloon Jiuxiang condensed, and the heavens and earth were turbulent. "The emperor understands that this demon is escaped from the magic palace in the Fire Devil Mountains. He finally showed up! "