After the sect was destroyed, the whole continent relied on me to ascend

Chapter 48 The God-Feng Clan

For a monk, half a month passes in the blink of an eye or with eyes closed.

On this day, all the heroes gathered, and the entrance to the forbidden area of ​​the Four Gods Association was opened wide. As long as there are capable monks who are not afraid of death, both good and evil can come.

A bloody full moon slowly rose into the sky.

The unknown high priest led the crowd out, followed closely by Huo Ran and Qing Jue.

Each of the black-robed men had solemn expressions and stood on either side.

Many monks came, such as Yuxu Sword Sect, Xuanyuan Sect, Zhengqi Alliance and other large sects, all standing at the forefront, followed closely by small sects, wanting to wave the flag at any time and seeking protection in fear of death.

Luo Jiuqiu led Yong Huai and other hundreds of people who worshiped the Yue Sect, and stood alone.Beside him, Yunfu's temperament remained cold and cold, and within ten steps, no one except Luo Jiuqiu dared to approach.

Passing through the crowd, Qingjue cast his eyes on Luo Jiuqiu.

Luo Jiuqiu smiled slightly at him, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

Qingjue's expression dimmed.

The unknown high priest nodded slightly to the people with different expressions below, and said proudly: "Welcome everyone, everyone who comes is a guest. Since you have come specially to participate in the grand event of our Four Gods Association, naturally our Four Gods Association will not It will kill innocent people indiscriminately. Don't worry, everyone, today we are all Taoist friends, and I will not offend others unless they offend me. Everyone can relax, sit down and rest."

That being said, the monks who were standing did not dare to touch any of the tea, water and desserts handed over by the Four Gods, and they did not even sit down.

Luo Jiuqiu glanced at Yunfu, who looked back at him.

The two looked at each other for a long time, showing no tacit understanding.

"cough!"

Yong Huai, who was not far behind him, coughed fearlessly, then took out the gorgeous and comfortable chair from the Mustard Seed Space Bracelet, moved it behind Luo Jiuqiu, put a cushion on it diligently, and said respectfully: "Senior sister, you have worked hard standing up, senior sister. Please take a seat!"

The monks quietly watching here were amazed.

Yun Fu silently stared at Yong Huai's neck.

The latter felt a chill all over his body, but didn't know what was going on.

Luo Jiuqiu patted Yunfu's arm and said quietly: "This is why you can only be a handyman and cannot be the deputy leader of my Moon Worshiping Sect. You don't even have one-tenth of the brains of my junior brother."

Yunfu: "..."

Frost spread under Yunfu's feet, and the bluestone floor cracked.

Luo Jiuqiu turned a blind eye, and under the frightened gazes of the monks around him, he sat down, waved his hands like a dog, and said to Yun Fu who was standing there: "Yun Fu, don't be stunned, come here and give me a fan." Shake it, it’s a bit boring.”

Yong Huaizheng took out food and drinks one after another from the Mustard Seed Space. Hearing this, he even glanced at Yun Fu very unhappily, as if he was dissatisfied that Yun Fu was too slow to respond and could not serve his senior sister well.

Zhang Zhi and Ling Shuangshuang were almost scared to death by their uncle and master, and they were afraid that the Nine-Slay Sword Master would tear off their heads if he got upset.

"The witch! You!"

Chu Zhiyi had a violent temper as always. He opened his mouth to deliver a powerful blow, but was held down by his sect leader and senior brother.

Under the gaze of everyone, Yun Fu did not draw his sword, but appeared behind Luo Jiuqiu in a flash, with a very calm expression.

Yunfu slowly stretched out his hand, lifted Luo Jiuqiu up by his collar, and then sat down on his own, sitting very upright and majestic.

Luo Jiuqiu was carried by him and placed on his lap to sit.

Yunfu held Luo Jiuqiu's waist with one hand, fanned him with the other, and said quietly: "Madam, can you see the wind?"

Luo Jiuqiu was blown by the wind from a moderately powerful fan fanned by Yunfu himself, not to mention it was quite comfortable and cool.

But next to them, a hurricane was roaring above everyone's head, and a tornado was circling. It seemed that the strong winds might wreak havoc at any time.

The timid one shivered.

Luo Jiuqiu stopped when he saw that it was okay, and said reluctantly: "Okay." Everyone looked away tremblingly, and the hurricane above their heads slowly dissipated.

"Snapped!"

The unknown high priest clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

The high priest with a ravaged face looked solemn and sacred. He stepped aside, bowed slightly, and said loudly: "The time has come, please come to the White Tiger!"

"Please come to the White Tiger God!"

A group of followers of the Four Gods Society drank and bowed their heads respectfully along with the unknown high priest.

The other monks were also nervous and looked in the direction where the unknown high priest and others were bending, looking towards the forbidden area of ​​the Four Gods Association and into the depths of the main hall.

Deep in the main hall, it was dark and very quiet, and even the spiritual saint Luo Jiuqiu couldn't see through it.

There was silence for a long time, and then bursts of footsteps sounded.

A tall and sturdy figure appeared, it was Bai He, the new mortal king.

The new mortal king walked alone, step by step, facing everyone's gaze, and stood at the center of the line of sight, in front of a dry pool in the center of the forbidden area, showing no fear or timidity at all.

Behind Luo Jiuqiu, the true spirit of the Immortal Secret Realm appeared unexpectedly at some point, staring at Bai He with no sadness or joy.

Luo Jiuqiu asked the true spirit of the secret realm: "What, do you know him?"

The true spirit of the secret realm shook his head, brought out waves of fragrance, and said: "I don't know, I have lost my memory."

Luo Jiuqiu nodded without comment.

Bai He glanced around and settled on Luo Jiuqiu.

Luo Jiuqiu was the only one in the room who smiled at him and was also the only one sitting. He looked very leisurely but could not be ignored.

Bai He was stunned, and was instantly stabbed by Yun Fu's cold eyes.

Only then did Bai He realize that this cold beauty was sitting in the arms of an even colder immortal.

The Nine-Kill Sword Master is too powerful and his murderous intention is too obvious.

Bai He's Adam's apple twitched, and he was forced to look away. As soon as he looked away, he couldn't help but look back, facing Luo Jiuqiu's slightly curved eyes.

Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyebrows, and Bai He's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he glanced at Bingshan, who was holding her and fanning slowly.

Bai He's heartbeat returned, and he finally looked away again.

The unknown high priest raised his head and looked at Bai He longingly.

Bai He frowned and said after a while: "Tingshen?"

Is this what you have to say about these?Bai He was a little confused.

The unknown high priest could almost be said to be in high spirits. He led the people of the Four Gods Association to stand up quickly and straighten their waists.

The unknown high priest slowly came to the dry pool.

The pool was very spacious, surrounded by four majestic stone statues of holy beasts. There was also a faceless figure in the center of the pool. At first glance, the figure looked graceful and graceful in white robes, but when it was looked at again, it was inexplicably blurry and nothing could be seen clearly.

The nameless high priest said respectfully to Bai He: "This is the summoning pool of my god clan. It requires the blood of my clan to open it. You only need to worship the statue in the center of the pool and swear that you are willing to give everything you have."

Luo Jiuqiu raised her eyebrows. For the first time, she knew that there was still a clan of gods in this world.

Bai He asked: "What does it mean to give everything?"

The nameless high priest looked pious, stared at Bai He intently, and slowly said word by word: "Honor, power, and even life."

(End of this chapter)