World Controlling God

Chapter 227 Festival of the Sacrifice City!

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Ling Xiao walked into the city of the burnt offering, and saw that the streets were very clear.

This made him wonder, is this a dead city?

Ling Xiao was about to start the induction, but found that a young man in his room who was similar to his age ran in one direction.

Ling Xiao took the two steps and pulled the young man and asked, "This brother, where are you going?"

The young man looked impatiently and smiled. "The buddies know that you are a foreigner when you look at it. If you want to know, come with me and say on the road."

"So worked." Ling Xiao did not hesitate to go with the young man in one direction.

"Man, do you really don't know what happened to our sacred city?" asked the young man.

Ling Xiao shook his head and said, "I am passing by, I really don't know what happened."

"Then you are lucky. Today is the day of our high priest priest sacred city. It is also the day when the high priest granddaughter chooses a granddaughter. All the young masters in the city have gone to participate. There are also many young families from the outer city. Talent, they came for the granddaughter of the high priest. Everyone in the city gathered in the priest's house to join in the fun." The young man said with pride.

Ling Xiao looked at his excited look and smiled. "Xietai seems to have the opportunity to become a high priest."

That young man said, "I... I just went to squat, and I tried my luck."

"It seems that the granddaughter of this high priest must be a fairy, and the handsome character like Xiongtai is fascinated. It is really impossible!" Ling Xiao said that he would follow the pole.

Whether it is a man or a woman, it is praised that the clouds are floating, and this young man is no exception.

For a time, he cited Ling Xiao as a knower. "The brothers listened to this. I said that it is also the first beautiful man Jia Junnan in the sacred city. Maybe you can really get the priests' love." []

"That is for sure, Jia Xiong is a talented person, and his strength is extraordinary. It is inevitable that many beautiful women will vote for it." Ling Xiao continued to praise Jia Junnan.

"Brothers are not bad, I don't know how to call them?" Jia Junnan listened to the incomparable use, and immediately hugged Lingxiao's shoulders with great joy, and laughed and said.

People who don't know think that Ling Xiao and Jia Junnan are good friends for many years, good brothers.

"The younger brother Ling Xiao, and Jia brother is really far away," Ling Xiao said again and again.

Then, the two men walked back and forth with a smile and walked toward a square priest.

Along the way, Ling Xiao finally solved the situation of this sacred city.

According to Jia Junnan, the festival city has been built for tens of thousands of years. It is one of the oldest cities in the northwestern part of the city. It is located in the city between Zitianzong and Baiyuezong. It belongs to an independent city, for tens of thousands of years. No one dared to commit a sacred city.

The sects that used to annex the sacred city were annihilated in the long river of history.

In the city of the burnt offering, the greatest power is the high priest. No one knows the surname and origin of the high priest. He only knows that he is a mysterious figure that has been handed down since the city was built.

Every high priest is a supernatural power with extraordinary power and extraordinary power.

He is always the supreme ruler of the burnt city, and he is deeply admired and respected by all the city people of the burnt city.

One day a year in the Sacrifice Festival is the day of the High Priest.

Because of the ancient rumors that the city of the sacred priests had been sacred to the ancestors of the eternal world, it is necessary to be sacrificed by the high priests to the gods of the gods every year to ensure that the sacred rituals will always flourish and prosper, and that there will be disasters that destroy the city. The disaster of breaking seeds.

Today is the annual festival day, and today is the most lively day of the festival.

All the city people will concentrate on the priest's palace to worship the festival.

Today, it is much more lively than in previous years, because in addition to the priestly grand priests, the grand priest granddaughter also chose Ruyi Langjun after the priest ceremony.

Therefore, today the priests in the temple not only gathered hundreds of thousands of city people in the burnt city, but also the great family of young men who came from the nearby city pool. They all hoped to win the favor of the priests and become the granddaughter of the high priest.

After listening to Jia Junnan’s remarks, Ling Xiao couldn’t help but secretly scream in his heart. It seems that this sacred city is really a mysterious place. It has become a city without being annexed by other sects. The priest sounded a bit sultry, but he did not know how the granddaughter's granddaughter looked.

Ling Xiao asked Jia Junnan, he never saw it, but listened to him, even if the grand priest granddaughter is a pig, he is willing to marry the granddaughter's granddaughter.

Because the granddaughter of the high priest is married, it is also recognized by the high priest that the glory of the sacred city is the highest glory, and the grace of the high priest will also be smooth.

After about half an hour, Ling Xiao and Jia Junnan came to the priest's house.

Ling Xiao looked at it and saw that it was full of men, women and children before the big square. The expression was extremely solemn, and a large piece of black pressure made Ling Xiao feel shocked.

In the ancient sacred hall not far from the square, there was a strange sound that seemed to draw the hearts of everyone.

"I didn't expect this high priest to be so popular." Ling Xiao could not help but pay in the heart.

"Ling brothers are squatting down, the ceremony of the temple is about to begin." Jia Junnan said with a brief smile on Ling Xiao’s clothes.

Ling Xiao hesitated for a moment, or chose to be in a corner with Jia Junxi.

Jia Junnan also entered the state of worship like everyone else. Ling Xiao was half-squinting and looking at the sacredness of the high priest. It can make so many city people so respectful.

After a burst of pleasant voice, from the hall slowly out of the two men wearing black robes, they all covered their looks, it is impossible to tell whether men or women, and the height of the two teams They are almost the same, each holding a scepter with a dazzling glow in their hands.

Ling Xiao looked at these people's hearts even more shocking. These two teams, each team has about 20 people, a total of forty people, each of which has a strength not lower than the spirit level.

"This sacred city has an extraordinary place." Ling Xiaoxin secretly took care of it.

Only the guards are all masters of the spirits team. It can be seen that the strength of the festival city is definitely not weaker than any sect.

After the two teams were arranged in the left and right, they held up their scepters in their hands. The left hand was pressed against the chest and the head bent down slightly.

Then, eight people came out again. The eight men and their priests were wearing black robes, but their robes were rusted with two dragons like snakes on the left and right sides. It is concluded that the identity of these eight people is much more honorable than the forty guards.

At the same time, the eight people were separated in four azimuth corners, carrying a huge black iron cage, locked in a black iron cage with a very embarrassing horror.

This spirit beast is like a snake, like a lion leopard, with four wings of flesh-winged wings, and a snake tail with sharp nails.

Its four wings and two giant feet are heavily locked by the gold steel chain, only the bloodthirsty big mouth keeps making unwilling screams.

"Eight ... eight kings, this ... this is terrible, and that has reached the fourth-order flying snake spirit beast, this is terrible." Ling Xiao was once again shocked by everything in front of him.

This eight-person power that carries the spirit beast makes Ling Xiao not wear it, so they have at least the strength of the king's rank, and the spirit beast they carry, which is clearly an extremely rare flying snake spirit beast. The fourth-order horrible beast.

Eight people carrying the flying snakes and beasts were placed on the open space in the middle of the square.

There are six more people behind, and the two people who are at the top are the most attractive.

One person is old, the long bell and the chest, the long eyebrows cover the face, the head with a beige crown, the body is squatting, the hand is holding the scepter, and the walking is gentle; the one who is holding him is a delicate figure, this girl's face Silk scarf, the headband with the red feathers of the rust crown, revealing the graceful temperament, a transparent yellow satin, faintly visible in the private parts of the black cloth cover, the healthy skin of the wheat is a little less Clean and delicate, but a bit more wild and seductive.

Behind the old and the young, the four old men dressed in gold, silver, yellow and gray, these old men look respectfully behind, holding the trays in their hands, and some of them are hidden on the tray. s things.

These people just walked out of the square, and the forty guards and the eight guards who stood up all sang together and said, "Welcome to the high priest and welcome the priests!"

After the sound came out, everyone in the square worshipped in the ground and shouted "Welcome to the high priest, welcome the priest!".

The voices of hundreds of thousands of people are as loud as the morning bells of the ancient tomb!

After several consecutive calls, all the sounds were silenced.

In the old and young, wearing a golden robe, the old man came out and said, "The beginning of the festival ceremony!"

Then, there was a pleasant sound of the sound.

The eight guards carrying the flying beasts attacked the mysterious iron cages, and the eight men threw the scorpion flying snakes and beasts that were more than a dozen meters long into the air.

Immediately afterwards, the eight men shot at the same time, and the eight powerful spirits were like the sharp edge of the snake.

Hey!

The eight people did not kill the flying snake beast, but the gold steel chain that locked the flying beast was all broken.

"Hey!" The flying snake beast was able to get out of trouble, and made a humming sound, and flew away from the sky.

"My people, let the gods bless me to sacrifice the city's ancestors as soon as possible. May my sacred city flourish and prosper, and enjoy the peace..." The old man with the yellow crown slowly rose above the air. Holding the scepter in his hand, he read it in his heart.

His voice is like a Sanskrit, which can intoxicate people, lose their minds, and have a longing for fantasy.

After a reading, the flying snake beast has no idea where to fly.

Unexpectedly, then the old man exclaimed "The blood sacrifices my city, the curse of the world, the city of Youwu!".

call out!

The scepter in the hands of the old man exudes a dazzling light, emitting a holy light.

A thunderbolt cut through the sky and made a loud, blue explosion.

Bang!

Hey!

A scream called the whole audience, and a pool of blood rain fell from the sky and sprinkled on the head of the crowd.

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