Tokisaki Kurumi's Journey to the Plane

Only a very small part of the divine blood vessels in the body were mobilized, and the few ninth-grade blood vessels left in the blood vessels were squeezed inwards.

The snow-white wrists were exposed from the cuffs of the slightly stretched arms. After the divine blood surged, everyone could faintly see golden streams of light contained in them!

His eyes moved with the golden stream of light, and his slender jade hands became transparent. Finally, those gorgeous golden colors poured out from his fingertips and touched the astrolabe.

The fine golden color spreads from the center of the astrolabe, instead of lighting up the dark stars one after another like the traditional method.

When the golden lines spread to the entire astrolabe, there was a "buzz~" sound! Everyone in the audience exclaimed!

Even Elder Tongxuan was shocked! Nine dark stars were lit up at the same time, which was simply unheard of!

Everyone held their heartbeats, because the golden lines in the center of the astrolabe began to rush towards the last dark star. The dense golden lines seemed to contain everyone's special expectations.

"Ding~"

There was a soft sound, and the first golden branch line first touched the dark star. The golden light was like a rising tide, making the dark star shine like a small dot the size of a sesame seed.

Elder Tongxuan opened his eyes wide. When other small golden lines "collided" into the dark star one after another, the tenth dark star burst out with far more light than the first nine!

Elder Tongxuan opened his mouth, and the light became more and more intense, and even began to surround the periphery of the astrolabe and embed it in a circular line!

"Kaka~"

Kuang San raised his eyebrows, and took his fingers away from the astrolabe. Those golden lines quickly retreated into Kuang San's body, as if going back in time.

The direct lineage in the audience was shocked, what is this?

Divine bloodline?

"Kakaka~"

A crisp sound was heard. Just as Elder Tongxuan was about to use his fighting spirit to pick up the astrolabe, the ancient testing tool suspended in the air lost its power support.

With a "pop", it fell on the stage and shattered into pieces! Another gust of wind blew by, and the astrolabe turned into fly ash, brushing past the edge of the girl's black dress.

Elder Tongxuan raised his head and looked at the slightly smiling girl in black dress in front of him. He was the one in charge of testing the bloodline. Of course he knew that Miss Mo'er had no contribution!

Although it was expected that Miss Mo'er had a divine bloodline, Miss Mo'er clearly didn't consume a single bit and actually used the astrolabe...

The old man took a slight breath and said, "Gu Mo'er, divine bloodline! Granted by the seven-color Emperor of Heaven's pen..."

Halfway through, Elder Tongxuan coughed twice in embarrassment, and the astrolabe was smashed into powder. He thought he was at the clan's coming of age ceremony.

Come to think of it, this is just a blood test before the baptism in the emperor's altar!

It's still a long time before the clan's coming-of-age ceremony, and now Miss Mo'er can blow up the astrolabe. By then... what should we do?

The old man smiled awkwardly at Kurang San, who nodded to him, and then walked down the other side.

The saints who were ten miles away or observing from the air all showed happy smiles.

Among them, a middle-aged man hanging above the high platform, wearing black black armor and with a back as thick as a mountain, had a stiff smile on his serious face.

Above the eyebrows, the colorful clan lines faintly appeared for a moment.

Only when the saints around saw this scene did they dare to come forward and say hello.

This is the second strongest person of the ancient clan, the Eight-Star Fighting Saint and the Black Annihilation King Gu Lie!

Ordinary half-saints and one-star fighting saints cannot survive one of his attacks! They will be beaten to pieces and their souls will be shattered!

This kind of people, even if there is a grand ceremony in the clan, they don't care about it at all, and now they actually come to watch the direct line test before the baptism in the emperor's altar! It really surprises them.

Although they have Miss Mo'er's divine bloodline, they did not expect to alarm this person... Recalling that King Black Annihilation was once entrusted by Miss Mo'er to go to the Yan Clan alone... It should have been long ago

They were impervious to the cold and heat, but could not help but feel a chill on their backs.

King Black Annihilation...is he going to publicly support Miss Mo'er?

Several saints looked at each other and smiled. They had long heard that the Elders Council did not want Miss Mo'er to control the Black Annihilation Army, and they were even slightly suspected of making things difficult.

Based on Miss Mo'er's temperament, after this baptism in the imperial altar, there will obviously be another good show to watch!

Some four- and five-star fighting saints who have been in seclusion all year round will be idle once they come out of cultivation.

The management of the lineage is controlled by high-level venerables, and it is difficult for them to interfere. Therefore, meeting friends, traveling around the mainland, and having some fun have become their fun after leaving isolation.

As for the next retreat? Let’s put it after the coming-of-age ceremony in the clan. For a fighting saint, the time is not very short if it is not used for cultivation.

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The news inevitably spread, but it only spread among the direct lineage. Some nobles changed their words in private and called Miss Mo'er the young master.

The next day, the baptism in the Imperial Altar officially began.

Those subordinate forces from the Eastern Region that had visited this place yesterday were eager to go to the Emperor Altar early in the morning.

There are no complex patterns carved on the simple imperial altar, but the dark red imperial altar still gives people a sense of oppression.

Several high-level fighting masters took action, and a behemoth similar to the earth's pyramid was suspended slightly above the emperor's altar.

Even the genius of the Eastern Region, who was born in a fantasy world, was shocked when he saw this scene.

There is no spire in the entire tower-shaped building. The top is a platform two feet long and wide. A snow-white futon is quietly placed on it. A pure energy lingers above the futon. Just looking at the style, you can tell that it was expensive to build.

There are nearly a hundred futons of this kind, distributed on the top ten floors of the "pyramid".

In the ancient world, the sun, simulated by a saint, breaks dawn on the horizon.

Several kilometers around the Emperor's altar were surrounded by people from the subordinate forces of the Eastern Region.

The soldiers of the Black Annihilation Army blocked the area around the Emperor's Altar, holding black heavy guns in their hands and standing meticulously on the spot.

An old man grabbed the front position and grabbed his excited granddaughter beside him.

"Don't move!"

The girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and she stuck out her tongue at her grandfather in dissatisfaction.

"Remember!" the old man said seriously: "You are on the 178th floor, number 66!"

"I know, I know!" The girl rolled her eyes and repeated: "One hundred and seventy-eight, sixty-six!"

The old man's face softened a little, "This is the quota that the ancestors finally got. If you meet people from the ancient tribe, you must let them pass first. This is not in Tianyuan City, and you can't play with your unruly temper!"

The nearly one hundred miles surrounding the Emperor's Altar is a no-fly zone. Only those with a document approved by the Council of Elders can fly through it.

However, the flight trajectory must not pass over the Emperor Altar!

Gu Qingyang led Gu Hua and a group of Black Annihilation troops, smiling and walking from a distance.

With the Black Anni soldiers on their side, the subordinate forces in the Eastern Region made way for one another.

Walking to the front, the two Black Anni soldiers guarding this place quickly knelt down on one knee, "I've seen the three and four capitals!"

Gu Qingyang waved gently and helped the two of them up, "Has Miss Mo'er gone in?"

"Go back to Sandu Tong to talk. The Second Dutong hasn't...already arrived..."

The shocked expression of the black soldiers in front of him was reflected in his eyes. Gu Qingyang looked back and saw a white jade flying boat with graceful lines flying towards this direction.