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Looking around, the sky was filled with colorful clouds, and he could feel that his soul had been lifted without opening his eyes.

No need to go up to the sky.

He can feel the thoughts and emotions of all the believers in Dali Kingdom.

Excited, pious, scared, fearful...

All emotions are visible.

What a power.

No wonder Li Shimin can break mountains with one sword!

With such divine power, the whole world is under control.

But we still can’t relax or have any pride!

Murong Fu calmed down his excitement and continued: "At this moment, we proceed to the third step of the national sacrifice! Dedicate a pure woman..."

"They will represent Dali Kingdom and serve the gods..."

Several women were wearing white skirts with white gauze on their faces, under the guidance of the female priest of the cult.

He came to the altar and knelt down.

Among them, Wang Yuyan knelt at the front, followed by Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing. The three girls recited meditation methods at the same time.

They carry longing and expectation in their hearts.

not far away.

The two men in black silently observed Murong Fu in the distance, their expressions full of surprise.

One of them is Qiao Feng's father, and the other is Murong Fu's father.

Both of them came to wait and see after receiving the news of the Dali Incident.

But I didn't expect to see strange changes in the sky.

Murong Bo pursed his lips. He didn't expect that his son was so capable and could actually contact God.

Do you want to go out and confess to this kid?

He hesitated.

After all, the two haven't seen each other for a long time.

Although he was hiding in Tibet, his martial arts was good, but compared to the current Murong Fu, it was still too poor.

Furthermore, he was afraid that his son's "filial piety" would become so strong that it would harm him too.

That's it.

Forget it, just wait.

Qiao Feng's father on the other side was even more threatening to kill.

Why do other people's sons live so well, but my own son can't? It's really disgusting!

But I remembered what happened to me when I sneaked into the palace a few days ago.

I couldn't help but sigh deeply.

This is not the Shaolin Temple, but it is more terrifying than the Shaolin Temple.

Every guard is stronger than those leaders.

I don’t know how it was trained.

He touched his broken hind leg and sighed deeply in his heart.

"Kid, are you doing the dance?"

A sudden sound interrupted Murong Fu's sacrifice.

He opened his eyes and looked.

I saw a white-haired girl standing not far away, smiling at me, her eyes full of curiosity and ferocity.

Such a weird person.

He couldn't help but frown.

"Who are you? Why did you interrupt my sacrifice?"

"Me? Haha... I am the person with the strongest martial arts skills in the world today, the child grandmother of Tianshan in Lingjiu Palace!!!"

The girl said proudly.

His eyes kept scanning the blood altar, and his expression gradually became stiff.

Because she found that she was locked by thousands of powerful auras.

What's going on?

Could it be that this man is really some kind of messenger?

Murong Fu's face darkened and he said coldly: "I don't care if you are a young Tianshan girl or an old Tianshan demon. The sacred sacrifice must not be tarnished!"

His eyes narrowed.

The Tianshan child's grandmother, who was so proud just now, was knocked away in an instant.

She fell to the ground and looked at each other in disbelief.

What just happened?

Why didn't I see it myself?

What a weird move!

Originally, she came here just to hear from her subordinates that the Tianlong Temple in Dali was destroyed and a group of super powerful forces appeared.

So out of curiosity, I decided to come and have a look.

If the opponent's martial arts is good, he plans to steal it and have a look.

But he didn't expect that Murong Fu was so weird.

Just one blow almost killed him, if he had known it, he wouldn't have come.

The Tianshan Child Elder stood up and wanted to leave, but found that several of her muscles and bones were broken, and blood started to pour from her mouth just as she exerted herself.

Apparently unable to move.

"Hmph, just lie there properly. If the sacrifice is not enough, I will bring you over and fill it up."

Murong Fu turned around and prepared to continue the sacrifice.

But something unexpected happened.

A leaf pierced the air with an ear-piercing buzz and struck behind him.

"It seems that if we don't clear up all your troubles, I won't be able to feel at ease!"

The master's anger was revealed in his voice.

Murong Fu turned around quickly and shouted, causing the leaves to shatter instantly.

The energy attached to it was also shattered.

"Huh? You actually have the strength of a land god!"

The old voice sounded very surprised.

Originally, he thought that he was the only immortal in this world.

But he didn't expect that Murong Fu, who was born only twenty years ago, would actually have such strength.

It seems that coming here this time is very necessary.

Murong Fu snorted softly, formed a sword with his fingers, and struck at the house in the distance.

The gorgeous palace shattered into pieces.

A figure fell from the sky.

He moved gracefully, able to cross the void without using any force, and finally stood on the opposite side of the altar.

This is an old monk.

The clothes were in tatters and even had a few patches.

He has a white beard and a stooped waist, which shows that this monk is already very old.

Although he was very old, the divine light in his eyes was as bright as a murderous sword.

"Who are you?"

"There is just a sweeping monk here, not worth mentioning. It's just that the monk Murong was able to break through to the realm of land gods in a short period of time, which really makes the poor monk feel strange."

Murong Fu narrowed his eyes, his whole body filled with murderous intent, and asked, "You want to stop me?"

Bao Bubu and several others had already gathered around.

The thousands of protectors also came over.

At this time, the old monk could not fly with his wings.

But he was not panicked. Instead, he looked at the altar with greedy eyes, licked his lips and said, "What a good baby. Do you know that I have been searching for countless years and have always wanted to find someone who can leave this world?" Methods.

However, I searched all over Jiuzhou but couldn't find the way.

In the end, he could only rely on Buddhist scriptures to suppress the murderous aura in his body and survive.

Now that I see this altar, I realize that this opportunity is waiting for me..."

The words have not yet finished.

The nearby masters all set off.

Each of them had innate strength, but in front of the old man, they couldn't survive even one move.

Just a moment.

Hundreds of people died on the ground.

But none of these believers were afraid, and they continued to attack.

This madness made onlookers shudder.

Such a terrifying master is not afraid of death. What kind of cohesion is this.

It's really terrible!

"It's so satisfying. I haven't killed an innate master like this for a long time. Just by drinking your blood, I can extend my life for hundreds of years!!!"

The sweeping demon monk has a demonic aura, and his ferocity is outrageous.

Both his martial arts and combat experience are far beyond what ordinary people can achieve.

Murong Fu naturally would not sit idly by, but although he was powerful, his experience was not as good as that of the demon monk.

In addition, there were too many people watching the sacrifice nearby.

So much so that he couldn't let go.

Gradually as time goes by.

One after another, the innate masters were thrown out like mud and died miserably on the spot.

Lying on the ground, Tianshan Child Elder looked at the demon monk's martial arts skills with growing surprise in her eyes.

Although most of this demon monk's kung fu came from Shaolin.

But only internal strength is definitely not Shaolin Kung Fu.

Shaolin Kung Fu emphasizes masculinity and vigor.

But the demon monk's inner strength is unpredictable, sometimes cold and sometimes masculine.

"You are the founder of Xiaoyao Sect! Xiaoyaozi..."

When Tianshan Child Elder saw the demon monk using the Beiming Magic, he finally understood his identity.

I couldn't help but scream.

The demon monk looked back and smiled, admitting his identity.