Chapter 1843 Reappearance of Spirit?

Qianye Mountain stands thousands of feet high, piercing vertically into the sky, like a javelin piercing the ground.

"It is said that this mountain was formed when Master Confucius fought with heaven and man, and the other party dropped a weapon..." Ancient Sage Mo Ling said while flying upwards.

Zhang Xuan was also full of emotions in admiration of the uncanny craftsmanship of nature.

A group of people quickly came to the top of the mountain. It was a flat land with a radius of more than 30 mu. In the middle was a circular stone platform with a diameter of about three meters. From a distance, it looked like a natural altar.

"Is this the place to communicate with God?"

Zhang Xuan frowned.

Emperor Chen Yong nodded, feeling even more powerless.

"What treasure sacrifice do you need? I'll prepare it!" Seeing his appearance, Zhang Xuan couldn't say much, and said.

Emperor Chen Ling offered sacrifices, countless medicines, ores, and rare items... and even burned the lives of 100,000 people before breaking the space barrier and summoning the "God" to appear. It should not be so easy for him to see Luo Ruoxi.

"No need, the sacrificial things are ready..."

Emperor Chen Yong turned his head to look at Liu Yang.

Liu Yang didn't say much. He came to the stone platform and waited for a while. The Immortal Realm expert he ordered before came to him and handed him a ring.

With a flick of his wrist, a bunch of golden flags appeared in front of him, tied around the stone platform.

"let's start!"

After finishing these, Liu Yang gave an order.

The Immortal Realm powerhouse nodded, turned and left. About an hour later, Zhang Xuan suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. He turned his head hastily, and then saw a ray of light shooting out from each of the eight directions around him, as if being shot by a stone platform. Attracted by the array flags on the ground, they rushed over quickly.

"It's eight Taimiao, offering sacrifices at the same time, tens of thousands of people reporting to God at the same time, united as one..."

After looking around, Old Sage Mo Ling understood.

"Ancestral Temple?"

"It's the place where the people of the Foreign Spirit Race sacrifice their ancestors. Every time this kind of sacrifice needs someone to preside over it, tens of thousands of people from the Foreign Spirit Race can gather to complete it. The eight great temples are sacrificed at the same time, and only Emperor Yong has such appeal. Others If you want to finish it, you can't do it at all..."

The ancient sage Mo Ling explained.

Zhang Xuan came to a sudden.

Before, the other party said that if he wants to sacrifice, he needs to help him kill the Spirit Emperor and Star Emperor first, and get the support of the entire Foreign Spirit Race before he can complete it. Now it seems that it is true.

This kind of large-scale sacrifice cannot be completed by one or two people.

Just now Liu Yang ordered that it should be the Immortal Realm expert to prepare these things.

Eight beams of light converged on the array flag, and the stone platform quickly turned into a warm color, like a mirror, gathering many rays of light and shining vertically towards the sky.

"It's my turn..."

With a faint smile, Emperor Chen Yong came to the very center and sat down cross-legged.

Seeing his actions, Liu Yang's eyes turned red.

"My servant, I am willing to sacrifice my own life, pray to God, and beg to meet the spirit god..."

Boom!

With the sound,

It was as if a ball of flame had sprouted from Emperor Chen Yong's body, burning blazingly and devouring it in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Xuan's expression changed.

I thought that the so-called sacrificial sacrifice only needed to spend treasures, but I didn't expect to need to sacrifice the other party's life.

Even if the other party is seriously injured, he may not be able to survive today, but it is not what he wants to see if he burns because he sees Luo Ruoxi.

With a sway of his body, he came to the front, and the true energy of heaven in his body immediately enveloped him.

"Stop..."

She wanted to see Luo Ruoxi, but she didn't want to shed blood for it.

Not willing to owe a favor, even a little, this is his principle of doing things.

"Anyway, my life is not long, and I am willing to do things for the young master!" Without absorbing Zhang Xuan's true energy of heaven, Emperor Chen Yong smiled lightly.

His face remained unchanged, as if what was burning around his body was not a fire, but a hot spring.

For a cultivator, self-explosion is easy, the mind is cut off for a moment, and there is no need to worry about pain and suffering, but in this way, offering sacrifices to oneself, burning from the inside out with flames, one cannot die at once, and persevering is like enduring Ling Chi... ...and that's what hurts the most.

"When I meet Ruoxi, I will find a way..."

Feeling inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart, Zhang Xuan waved his hand. Since the other party disagreed, he would destroy the stone platform and the formation flag and forcefully stop it.

He didn't want to accept the sacrifice in exchange for his life, nor was he willing.

However, before the power fell, a majestic aura descended from the sky, enveloping Emperor Chen Yong in the blink of an eye.

Shrouded in breath, the burning flames on Emperor Yong's body gradually began to extinguish, and the weakened soul and body slowly regained their vitality.

Boom!

Between heaven and earth, there seemed to be a huge portal, and a figure appeared on the altar. It was extremely tall and towering, exuding a majesty that could not be desecrated by anyone.

"Ruoxi..."

Looking hurriedly, Zhang Xuan was taken aback: "Who are you?"

The spirit god who appeared in the sacrifice was not Luo Ruoxi, but a man with a strange face.

Regardless of the breath or the eyes, it can be confirmed that it has never been seen before.

"Lingshen has returned to her own place, and I'm just her servant!"

The figure turned his head and looked at Zhang Xuan: "You should be Zhang Xuan!"

Zhang Xuan clenched his fist.

Without waiting for him to speak, the figure in the sky looked over, without joy or sorrow: "When the spirit god is about to leave, tell me that if you need any help, you can help... Although I don't want to, I still agree! However, I still want to remind you In a word, respecting the status of spirits and gods is definitely not something you can think about as an ordinary person, I advise you... you should give up this idea, otherwise, you will harm others and yourself!"

Boom!

In the voice, there was a strong sense of oppression. Even though Zhang Xuan possessed the combat power of rebirth from a drop of blood, he still felt that the blood in his whole body was imprisoned, and he had no strength to resist.

The opponent is just a phantom, much stronger than the "God" summoned by Emperor Chen Ling before!

"My business... don't worry about it! You just tell me who the Spirit God is and where it is..."

"Lingshen naturally lives in the Lingshen Palace! Well, that's all for now. If you can break through the shackles of space and meet me like Master Kong, I will tell you her whereabouts. If you can't do it, don't Count on..."

With a snort, the figure flicked his sleeves, and the light became weaker and weaker.

"Wait!" Zhang Xuan raised his head.

The figure paused for a moment.

"Did the Spirit God tell you that you need any help, and you can help?" Zhang Xuan said.

The figure frowned, but still nodded: "That's right! However, I will only make one shot. You have to think about your request and don't waste the opportunity."

"I've made up my mind!" Waving his hand, Zhang Xuan pointed: "This servant, a boy of the spirit god, is seriously injured and will die at any moment, please help me..."

"Master..."

Chen Yonghuang's eyes turned red. ...

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