Divine Brilliance

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That sacrifices the roof, right on the right side of the Chongzheng Hall. Beyond the high cliffs that stood on the ground, there was a huge stone that explored out of the cliff until it was forty feet away.

And this festival of heaven is built on this boulder. It is also the peak of this dry day, the true highest place, the so-called land.

Zong Shou sneered and yelled at the stone platform to search. But just opened the mouth, it stopped again.

If you don’t come to the world and become yòu, how can you motivate these people to take risks? The legendary illusion mirror is so wonderful that if you search for people, most of them will only scream and stun the snakes.

Although he was not in the eyes of the Zongshi, it was not too big or small, but it was also a trouble. Being able to scribble the roots can save countless troubles.

At the moment, there is a slight smile, waiting for dozens of priests, routinely checking and cleaning up on the stage, and removing those ghosts and enchanting things. Just stepping on the path, holding the rituals that have been written for a long time, under the attention of everyone, along with an old ritual of about 60 years old, the most noble costume, went up to Taiwan.

This ritual, the residence is also the old minister of the ancestors, named Zong Ling. Born from the side of the ancestral home, since the creation of the Tianshan Mountain, he presided over the commemoration of the city. It is very high-ranking and arrogant. As long as the person is unhappy, regardless of the occasion, regardless of his identity, he will open his mouth.

Therefore, the sect is not afraid to disrespect, but also step by step, leaving behind.

A few people behind Zongtanghu Zhongyuan are also following closely. However, when I arrived at the last nine steps, I stopped.

Zong Yuan was slightly hesitant, and he was worried. After meditation for a moment, he looked silent and did not care about the sights of those who were about to kill. He went on a sigh, followed the old rituals and the ancestors, and boarded the memorial platform.

Twenty feet, but in a blink of an eye, Zong Shou stood at the center of Shitai, where the incense had already been placed.

First, burn the incense, bow down and worship three times, and read the essay. Zong Shou opened the scroll and saw it 撇chún eyes slightly twitching.

I don't know what people wrote, and they are full of more than 20,000 words. The resignation is so beautiful, and the six are very neat. I can read this essay and I don't know how long it will take.

In the exclamation of the crowd, he was thrown away to the side. Then there is a fare to the sky: "The sky is on the top of the Tianshan ancestor. Today, following the position of the master of the heavens, I ask the priest to protect me from the sky! The sect is not the only, I must make my city, Guotai Ming'an, the scorpion People can have a place to live. They can drink big mouthfuls of meat every day."

The people below are somewhat dissatisfied. When you hear these words, they are all brows and screaming ‘good, words.

They are not a lot of rules, and there are not so many rules and even more intolerant essays written by the literati.

On the contrary, it is the simple prayer of Zong Shou. Although it is plain and rude, it is more suitable for their appetite.

Only the ceremonies that presided over the ceremonies, but the gaze of the eyeballs are about to stand out, staring at Zong Shou.

Fortunately, I also know that it is not right at the moment, it is not easy to interrupt. Still silent, no words, only glaring.

The code of the sect is completely ignorant, solemn and solemn, and spit out the words, although it is slightly vulgar, but it is devout.

Everything is spiritual, but there is no ‘God’ in this heaven and earth, but it cannot be disrespectful.

"I want to make all the people prosper, to make my mountain city prosper. May the heavens bless me, so that I can make the Tianshan winds and rain, the grain is full, and all the people can breed their descendants and have more than a few fat sons."

Here is another sound of applause, the weather is good, the grain is full, but they don't rely on this meal anyway, most of them rely on hunting and killing the beast for a living.

But this **** inheritance is the wish of all together. The demon people have strong tyranny, and even if they are scorpio, they can have good martial arts. But this birth alone is far lower than the human race. After years of fighting, there have been many deaths and injuries. It can be regarded as the heart disease of everyone in Tianshan.

The big white sacred beard and white hair are almost always upside down. It is vulgar, too vulgar, how can it be into the ears of heaven?

But also close his eyes, look serious, and sincerely pray in the heart.

After the ritual, it is a wine. Zong Shouzheng picked up the glass and heard a clear smile at the ear. It sounded clear: "It’s a pity that you sacrificed the word of heaven, but it’s really good. It’s a treat to my Zongshi. Unfortunately, today’s heaven, But it is not protecting you!"

Zong Shoumei’s subconscious mind has finally come, and he only thought that these people really gave up. The old ritual itself is also a spiritual master who is still in the sun. At the moment, it is also heard on the stage.

Immediately, I looked at it and looked around: "Who is dare to be in front of my Zongling, pretending to be a ghost? Dare to do my best in Tianshan City, and so on!" )

At the fingertips, it was a symbol of flaming sè, and it was played out to the sound. Immediately, the red flame spurted and filled the square.

But in the future, when it bursts, I saw a white jade-like finger, pierced from the void, and stood in the middle of the flame. It was an endless chilling force, and the red flame was extinguished and spread to the surrounding. Nearly a few squares near the area, covered with a layer of frost.

And the ground below the finger is even frozen.

The ice was filled with fog and two figures appeared in the back. One of them is Zong Shi, the other is the owner of the finger.

It is also like a face carved like a jade, 20 years old and old, beautiful to almost demon. Holding a bright bronze mirror in his hand, revealing the power of the magical mind.

After appearing, he smiled at Zong Shou: "Eight-tailed Xuejia Xue Moyan, I have seen the world!" The expression is gentle, and the smile is brilliant.

The people under the set, when the sound began to sound, they felt that something was wrong.

At this moment, when I saw Zong Shi and Zong Mo Yan, they all appeared. Immediately, it was a sāo move, Hu Qianqiu and so on, but the face changed, and the tiger rushed to the stage.

Zongtang relied on the recent, nine-step, just a step, it has already crossed. But before I went to the top of the temple, I laughed and laughed: "Give me back! I want to come up, it's not that easy!"

It was actually a big bar, and it went straight from the top. The ancestral face sè changed, the strange knife in the hand, also the same knife. But all of them disregarded themselves and came out.

He only wants to get to Zong Shou as soon as possible, even if he is dead with the enemy, he is not afraid!

The master of the voice, but ‘hey, one voice, the shadow changed, and violently refused with the strange knife.

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Looking up, I saw that it was the same. It’s the eyes that are smirking and looking down. The same figure was shocked by the power of the earthquake, but the face was a little bit proud.

The two sides of the tiger Zhongyuan and Luo, also by the two Xuanwu masters on the stage to block, can not be on the stage.

Waiting for the tiger to arrive, but see the figure of one person, above the altar, set off five feet.

A mouth-shaped flying sword like a willow, suddenly scattered on the stage, a total of forty-eight mouths, like a storm-like rotary cutting.

"Fog leaves? Road name, Feiyejian array, you are a famous disciple of the famous ancestors!"

The tiger looked up and looked at the sky. I saw a blue-shirted man, with a few smiles, and a slight jaw, seems to be self-supporting.

Hu Qianqiu suddenly angered, the tiger slashed and slammed, slammed dàng. Take a few flying swords in front of you and sweep them all out. Zheng y rushed inside, but saw inside, is also a Xuanwu master, clinging to two big guns, a shot stabbed.

The guns are fierce and the momentum is like a mad tiger. Tiger Qianqiu sneered, and yù yelled at the man in front of him.

There are a few sword shadows next to them, which have been attacked from one side. Tiger Qianqiu helpless, the gun was opened. However, people have no choice but to push a few steps behind them.

And the people around you are also the same, not forced to retreat, or temporarily trapped by the sword array.

The forty-eight-five flying-leaf sword array, in conjunction with Li Huji and several Xuanwu masters, is like an indestructible levee, and the strong Tianshan mountains are resisted.

At the moment, on the high platform, Zong Ling is also a look of love. He released several guards in his body, but he did not dare to burn a little.

Behind them are also two Yang Lingshi, a deep breath of yīn, shrouded.

The Zongyuan gunshot is directed at the front, and the looming body is the Thunder. Hidden Zong Shou Zong Ling, all behind him.

Although it is a strong enemy to serve, Zongyuan is as usual, Zong Shou also has the same look, carefully look at the face of Xue Moyan: "This is the magical state of your snow? It is really wonderful, it is said that this thing, Still a piece of magic weapon?"

The snow was unspeakable, obviously a little surprised, and was not allowed to keep the gaze of greed, and put away the mirror in his hand: "It is this mirror! I don't want the world to recognize this thing one by one." However, it is secretly puzzled. At this moment, Zong Shou, the look is too calm, but also strange.

That Zong Ling is also a burst of sorrow, it is this treasure. No wonder he would have been ignorant when he used the spiritual method to clean up the Temple of Heaven.

Then it was secretly surprised ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ his own son, actually at this moment, is still indifferent. Only this heart xìng cultivation, it is not inferior to the ancestors.

Regardless of this, Zong Shi, stepping forward, looked at Zong Shoudao coldly: "Being worshipped by people, the blood league worships the heavens, is the world proud? I thought I was a sage. Is it already lost?"

Zong Shou looked like a smile and smiled and moved to Zong Shi. The little gold above the arm, under the cover of the big sleeve, quietly flows into the scabbard of Jiu Linjian, and merges with the sword.

Yuan Yijian, who is immersed in the temperament of Xu Huangdao, also entered the Jiu Lin sword.

When you look at the light, you look around.

One plus the five leaves of the Lingwu double repair and the snow Mo Yan, the whole five are still Yang Ling, seven Xuanwu masters!

This lineup, in exchange for any place, is enough to take his life.

However, this place, this dry Tianshan, is the home of his sect, the trend of melting a country, graceful and contemptuous? (To be continued)! .