Chapter 847 The First Green Nian, the Battle Between the Seven Chaos Clans

Just as Ci and Song were discussing, a figure came from the void. This figure's footsteps were light. With every step he took, a lotus in the void grew under his feet, and the fragrance was fragrant.

This is a woman, tall and tall, wearing a long white dress, the hem of the skirt flutters gently in the wind, like a blooming white lotus.

She had long hair shawl, and a veil on her face. Her face could not be seen clearly, but her eyes were clear and bright, like the brightest stars in the night sky. Her temperament is refined, like a moon palace fairy, untainted by dust.

"Worship Saint Kong."

The woman looked at the stone tablet of Saint Kong and bowed down. Her voice was clear and sweet, like the sound of nature, echoing in the ears of every living being.

As her words fell, all the foreign creatures present, including the three Ci and Song people hiding in the dark, felt a great majesty of Confucianism, as if there was an invisible force guiding them, making them involuntarily move toward Pay homage to the stele of Confucius.

One hundred thousand foreigners followed the woman to worship the stele of Saint Confucius. On the stele, the aura of Confucianism and Taoism suddenly surged, and a shadow of Confucianism and Taoism slowly emerged on the stele. The phantom was tall, with a majestic face, wearing a Confucian crown, a Confucian robe, and a Confucian staff. It exuded a strong Confucian and Taoist aura, as if the ancestor of Confucianism and Taoism had arrived.

This phantom is exactly the phantom of Kong Sheng. "Worship Saint Kong!" When the foreign creatures present saw this scene, their faces showed excitement. They knelt down devoutly and silently recited the name of Saint Confucius.

"This phantom of Saint Kong is so solid, as if Saint Confucius has really arrived. This stone tablet is really extraordinary."

The three people from Ci and Song also knelt down and worshiped on the ground at this moment. Their faces also showed excitement. Looking at Kong Sheng's shadow, their hearts were filled with awe.

After Kong Sheng's shadow appeared, the woman in the white dress stood up. She looked up at Kong Sheng's shadow, her eyes shining with bright light. "Sage Kong is here, the number one disciple, Qing Nian, comes to worship on behalf of the Huang clan."

The woman's voice was clear and sweet, echoing in the ears of every living thing, "May Saint Kong bless our desolate tribe and make it prosperous and immortal."

As the woman finished speaking, all the foreign creatures present shouted in unison: "May Saint Kong bless the world of chaos, prosper and be immortal."

At this moment, their voices converged into a torrent, soaring into the sky, as if even the heaven and earth were shaken. "Could this woman be the new Huangzi of the Huang clan?"

Zhong looked at the woman with a look of surprise on his face.

“It shouldn’t be wrong.

Bai Ye nodded slightly and explained to Ci Song and Zhong Qi: "She just claimed to be No. 1 Qingnian, and she represented the Huang Clan to pay homage to the Monument of Saint Confucius. Among the Huang Clan, anyone with No. 1 as their surname is among the Huang Clan." has a very high status. "

While the three of them were talking, the new Huangzi No. 1 Qing Nian had completed her worship. She stood up and looked up at Kong Sheng's shadow, her eyes shining with bright light.

"With the blessing of Saint Kong, our Huang tribe will surely become more prosperous."

The first Qingnian muttered silently in his heart, and then turned to look at the foreign creatures present. A clear and sweet voice slowly sounded, "Everyone, today is the day for us in the Chaos Realm to worship the Monument of Saint Kong, and it is also a day for all races in our Chaos Realm to communicate together. ”

"Now that the sons of each of the seven chaotic clans have been selected, we will tell the difference in front of Kong Sheng today. The ranking of the clans of the seven chaotic clans should also be re-ordered." The voice of the first Qingnian was clear and sweet, Echoing in the ears of every living being.

The faces of all the foreign creatures present showed a look of expectation. Every seven hundred years, the seven clansmen of Chaos will elect a new clansman at the same time, and the age of the new clansman must be under a hundred years old.

Once the clan members of each clan take office, it means that they will be the leaders of each clan in the next seven hundred years.

The various races have always liked to compete with each other, so every seven hundred years, the seven chaotic races will be re-ranked based on the strength of the newly appointed members of each race.

"Jie Jie Jie, today's Huang tribe is really in decline, and a woman has become a Huangzi."

A strange laughter suddenly sounded, and a figure was seen walking out of the crowd. It was a tall young man with a gloomy face. The young man exuded strong blood and evil energy, as if an evil demon had descended.

He looked up and down at No. 1 Qingnian with great interest, and raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, "I think you still look good, how about you become my dual cultivation partner?"

"Mo Wujin, take care of your foul mouth. It's not the turn of our Desolate Clan to take care of you, the Demon Clan." First Qingnian frowned, and her originally clear and sweet voice became cold at this moment. She looked at The young man in front of him shouted coldly.

"Hehe, No. 1 Qingnian, I'm not looking after your Desolate clan's affairs."

Mo Wujin looked at No. 1 Qingnian with an evil smile on his face, "I just think that as a desolate son of the Desolate Clan, you are too weak. How can you lead the Desolate Clan to prosperity?"

"So, I decided to give you a chance to become my partner and practice together with me. In this way, your strength will definitely increase greatly, how about it?"

After hearing this, the first Qingnian's pretty face that had always been calm and calm suddenly showed a rare look of anger. She slowly raised her slender arms and waved her fingertips lightly, as if she made a slit in the air.

Immediately, everyone saw that the surrounding space began to vibrate violently, like a broken mirror, turning into countless space fragments, each one shining with sharp light, rushing towards Mo Wujin overwhelmingly.

At this moment, the entire battlefield was plunged into a solemn atmosphere. The air was filled with heavy spatial fluctuations, as if even time had frozen at this moment.

"Humph, you don't know whether to live or die."

Faced with the overwhelming spatial debris, Mo Wujin seemed to be indifferent, and a look of disdain appeared on his face. He gently raised his hand, and a blood-red demonic energy gushed out of his body, instantly turning into a solid demonic energy barrier, protecting him in it.

The blood-red demonic energy spread in the space, as if even the surrounding light was swallowed up, which seemed particularly weird and depressing.

Bang bang bang!

The spatial debris kept hitting the demonic energy barrier, making a deafening muffled sound. However, no matter how those spatial fragments hit, they could not shake the seemingly weak demonic energy barrier at all.

"If that's the case, then I'm so disappointed. How can your strength be worthy of the identity of the Huangzi of the Huang Clan?"

At this moment, Mo Wujin suddenly spoke. His words were full of sarcasm, as if he was completely disdainful of the attack of the First Qing Nian.

Hearing Mo Wujin's words, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the First Qing Nian.

She knew that Mo Wujin was deliberately provoking her. However, as a member of the Huang clan, she had her own pride and dignity. She would not allow anyone to question her strength!

"You talk too much."

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