National Simulation: Start Awakening SSS Talent

Sighed.

Emperor Liang's expression gradually became serious.

The ritual of sacrifice shall not be changed, let alone desecrated.

Even if he is a cynical king of a country, he must act according to the etiquette of his ancestors.

The other eight princes were now half reverent and half heartless, and stepped forward to offer their own sacrifices.

On the altar.

A raging fire burned.

As if knowing that his descendants were coming, suddenly an even more vigorous flame erupted.

"Boom~"

Fierce flames like wild beasts burst out, catching the prey in their hands off guard.

Now.

Whether it was Emperor Liang, the eight princes, and even the rest of the courtiers and soldiers, they all bowed to the flames in reverence.

This is a sign that the ancestors of Da Liang have a spirit, which is different from Lu Xiaojiang's previous life to worship the ancestors, just to mourn.

In this fantasy world, there really are gods.

The flames rushed, and the residue of prey was spit out.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this sacrifice was a successful end.

Suddenly.

A thunder exploded violently in the sky.

Brilliant electric light illuminates the entire sky like day.

Through the light, people seem to see a hideous face in the sky, thirsting for flesh and blood.

"Not enough~" "Not enough~

"

Almost everyone heard the same voice at this time.

Hundreds of officials are terrified.

The prince trembled.

Emperor Liang took a few steps back in disbelief.

"There are not enough sacrifices, this is the ancestor's anger!" I don't know who shouted.

Suddenly, the entire festival fell into panic.

Seeing that the situation was gradually getting out of control, Emperor Liang also looked angry: "Yu Sinian, how did you do it, quickly drag the spare sacrifices." Zuo

Xiang, who was called by name, was immediately an agitated spirit.

Turning his head with difficulty, he showed a smile that was uglier than crying towards Emperor Liang: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty

" "Why, aren't you prepared?" Emperor Liang asked.

Yu Sinian was ashamed.

Originally, according to custom, the festival required the slaughter of demon beasts in advance for worship.

But this time was different from before, with his own nephew hunting, Yu Sinian was full of confidence, so he dispensed with this process.

I thought that the so-called was just a ritual, even if there were fewer sacrifices, it would not hurt.

But I didn't think about it.

This festival can actually attract gods.

"Damn, what can you do with this trash!" Emperor Liang was furious.

The strength of the Returning Spirit Realm burst out instantly, and a white tiger more than ten zhang in size suddenly burst out behind it.

This is his true spirit.

"As the Lord Sacrificer, you deserve to die for your sins, and if there is no sacrifice, then you will give me a sacrifice."

The white tiger soared into the air and flew towards Yu Sinian.

Emperor Liang, with a royal inheritance, naturally knew what the consequences would be if this festival failed.

At this time, in a hurry, he wanted to use living people to sacrifice.

Although cruel.

But it is true that the most effective solution is now.

But right now.

A crisp sound of rutting over the grass came from not far away.

With the continuous lightning and thunder, a golden giant lion with a divine horse appeared at the periphery of the ceremonial guard.

"Demon beast, it's a demon beast attacking!" I don't know who shouted.

The mood at the scene was even more flustered.

Many people have run out in panic, trying to escape the disaster.

Emperor Liang's gaze was like a cold poisonous snake, his gaze swept to the golden giant lion, and he couldn't help but sneer: "It's good, just when the festival lacks sacrifices, there will be beasts sent to the door, and I can barely stop the anger of the ancestors, and give me time to go to the hunting ground to catch fresh monster beasts." "

Say it.

The fierce tiger holding Yu Sinian turned his head and ran towards the golden giant lion.

But.

A crisp voice suddenly came from behind the giant lion.

But it made Emperor Liang stop moving abruptly.

"The father emperor is slow, the son is late to return from hunting, and he also asks the father emperor to forgive him."

Already out of control to the panic of the festival ceremony, I was attracted by this sudden sound.

They all looked away.

I saw a heroic young man sitting between the fluffy mane of the golden lion.

Under the light of thunder, he was dressed in white without the slightest dust.

It's like a fairy.

"The Great Prince? Why did he come back at this time?

"But what is the situation of the male lion where the eldest prince sits!"

Everyone fell into the panic of the festival out of control for a while, and Lu Xiaojiang's sudden return from riding a lion was stimulated by the dual senses.

For a while, some belts were stunned in place.

Only Emperor Liang reacted the fastest.

In an instant, he saw the carriage behind Lu Xiaojiang.

Although the densely packed beast head was full of blood, he could instantly tell with the strength of the Returning Spirit Realm that those were demon beasts.

And they are all beast kings who can be called kings.

"Wu'er came just in time, hurry up and offer the sacrifice to the ancestors."

Emperor Liang was overjoyed.

He was worried that there was no sacrifice to calm the anger of his ancestors, but he did not expect that this eldest son, who he had always looked down on, would return with a full load.

Although he had some doubts in his heart why Lu Xiaojiang could hunt so many prey, the festival was important at the moment.

Having doubts is also a matter of over.

"Sons and daughters obey orders," a wistful smile crossed Lu Xiaojiang's face.

The hunting ground was not far from the road to the festival, and with the strength of the golden lion's feet, he had already arrived.

Merely.

When he saw the festival being prepared, he hesitated.

When he awakened the true spirit to the night pupil before, he had not forgotten the god who appeared inexplicably, and at this time, this larger sacrifice ceremony may be strange.

So.

He hid aside and quietly observed.

As he expected, the god reappeared.

And it's more intense than the last time it appeared.

A posture that wants to bring down disaster.

Lu Xiaojiang understood that his opportunity had come.

The icing on the cake is not as good as the charcoal in the snow.

Offering prey early is at most just a few words of praise from Emperor Liang.

But at the moment things are different.

Looking at his father's eager appearance, he knew that there must be some big secrets hidden behind this festival.

And now, he can definitely maximize the value of this car prey by appearing to save the scene.

Between minds.

Lu Xiaojiang urged the golden lion to walk towards the billowing flames.

But before he got close, the golden lion under the seat let out a terrified wail.

It was as if what was in front of him was not a fire, but a poisonous snake beast.

shook his head.

Lu Xiaojiang knew that this beast's instinct should have also sensed something.

Immediately, he personally pulled the frame and threw the bloody beast head into the fire.

"Boom~" The

thunder gradually stopped.

The fire that climbed into the sky also subsided in an instant.

The so-called ancestor gods were soothed by Lu Xiaojiang's sixteen demon beasts that contained the spirit realm.

The thunderclouds that seemed to fall from the sky also gradually moved away until they dispersed.

The bright moonlight returned to the earth, and everyone's hearts that were in their throats and eyes were suddenly put down.