Chapter 2228: Pressure on people

"The Nether is coming!"
As you don’t know who shouted, everyone felt a weather-like situation coming from the south.
In the south, the long river of Tongtian turns into a black dragon. The huge body moves, the endless pressure is pervasive, and everyone who has pressure has a feeling of breathing.
On the back of the black dragon, the phantom of a black robe stands with his hands on his back, his eyes looking straight ahead, and behind him are the elders of the Nether Palace. Everyone is arrogant, not a high-ranking generation.
The black dragon and the group of people came to the square, and the scene was silent. A powerful man came, and the deterrence was far from being as simple as imagined.
After arriving at the position, the black dragon swayed, the black throne emerged, and the Nethered Child turned to sit on the throne, and the big knife and golden horse could not see any emotional changes.
The forefoot is in the dark, and after a while, the Yuan Yuan of the Yuanzong is standing on a flying mount. The sound is not weaker than the Nether, and it also appears in the sky above the square, looking for a position, sitting quietly.
"The curse of the curse is coming!"
"The deputy doorkeeper of Fengshenmen is here too!"
"The deputy doorkeeper of the magic door is here!"
I have to admit that this time the pilgrimage of the Lord is a great event that has not been seen in the sacred world for thousands of years.
The big men who rarely see each other on weekdays have appeared in the wilderness, and they have brightened the eyes of many people. These big men, even if they are only a deputy, are also powerful figures.
Everyone soon discovered that the forces that can come to the heavens and the wild are basically the people of the third-rate sacred world. The forces of the top small sacred circles did not appear in the heavens and the wild.
There are four small levels of division in the sanctuary of the Holy Land.
For example, from the first floor to the fifth floor, it is the top small sanctuary. Whether it is the foundation or the other, it is unmatched by the rest of the small holy world.
Six to ten floors are first-class small holy circles, eleven to twenty-five. It is a second-rate small holy world. After the 25th floor, all are the third-rate small holy circles.
This time, it is the third-rate small holy world.
Even the third-rate sacred world is also a terrible existence. Especially for the last days of the rankings, this is a great honor.
"Fortunately, there are only three people in the small holy world!"
Zong Shengtian was very excited and nervous, even with a hint of worry.
Fortunately, the heavens and the wild are once again in the hands of the clan. The worry is that these three-small sacred circles that come to watch are not so kind.
Fortunately, Zong Shengtian quickly recovered. His family is not without a backing. As long as there is a squat, any danger can face the past.
"Okay, get ready, time is coming!"
One minute and one second passed.
Basically, all that comes is coming.
The Lord's assault ceremony, the neighbors of the Lord are very faceless, regardless of the purpose of the heart. At this time everyone was smiling, and the uninformed person thought it was a long-time friend.
Under the attention of everyone, Zong Shengshui, the younger brother, came up. As soon as he came up, he thanked everyone present and was able to attend today’s ceremony.
It is not a cumbersome thing to go to the ceremony. It only takes a few days to go through the process. Basically, it is almost enough.
"Okay. Start offering sacrifices now."
At the time of the sacrifice of the heavens, Zong Shengtian must appear. In the square, build a high platform for worshiping the sky. The Zong family is not the first to experience such a thing, and it is very good at doing it.
"Oh, sacrifice the heavens!"
Nethery sneer.
If it’s not the rock-flying bastard, it’s bound to be the Nether Palace, and it’s the turn of a non-influenced family.
It was announced that the festival began and Zong Shengtian appeared.
Today's Zong Shengtian is a beautiful robes. The whole person seems to be young for decades, symbolizing the acceptance of sacrifices from others and preparing to start the most important sacrifice.
Sacrifice the heavens, worship a total of nine, and nine are supreme, representing the limit.
One sacrifice day~
Second sacrifice day~
The ceremony is completed as long as the sacrifice is nine times.
However, today is destined to no one wants to let the sect sit in the position of the Lord, to control a small holy world, even if it is only the last ranking, it is also a small holy world.
"Ha ha ha ha ~"
The voice without warning spread throughout the heavens.
This place of the altar was the first to bear the brunt, the invisible sound wave attack came, and the set altar was banged and collapsed, and it became a ruin.
"Zong Zongjia, what is the qualification to win the Lord, control the world of heaven!"
In the void, there is a line of people, headed by a middle-aged man in a red robe. It is very eye-catching in the sky. The middle-aged man in the red robe holds a folding fan and appears in the square without rushing.
Anyone knows that the good play for the Zong family is on the scene.
The only thing I didn't guess was that it wasn't the Nether Palace that ate a big loss, but a group of people who didn't know the way. From their momentum, it was obviously not an ordinary generation.
"Hello, you dare to destroy the altar. If you don't give a clear answer, today, you can't just leave!" Zong Shengtian expected that today will not be calm, at this moment, it will not weaken the momentum. This represents the face of the Zong family and also represents the face of His Majesty.
Zong Shengtian did not do it. The Lord will have the attitude of the Lord. What little things are done by hand, what is the Lord?
This is what Lin Fei has been blaspheming. Today, the Holy Lord cannot do it.
"A sacrificial stage, the destruction of this seat is destroyed. Is it how you can take this seat?" The red robe middle-aged man laughed. "I may tell you, this seat looks like the heavens, your family is not bad. As long as you return to this seat, you can avoid your death!"
Zong Shengshui sneered, "Is it easy for you guys to say that you want heaven and earth? In my opinion, you are not self-reliant!"
"Not self-reliant?" The red robe middle-aged man shook his head and laughed more cheerfully. "So, this one!"
The red robe middle-aged man threw a black token, three brilliant red characters, printed in the eyes of everyone.
"Thousand machine palace."
Three ancient characters, extraordinary vicissitudes.
Zong Shengtian and Zong Shengshui immediately changed their faces. How did they come, but it was a first-class small sacred world. There were at least one third-step strongman in the name.
"The ninth-ranked thousand machine world?"
"This time, the family is unlucky!"
"When the Qianji Palace comes out, who dares to offend!"
First-class small holy world, the third step is to sit in the town, needless to say, everyone understands the meaning.
"Now, do you think we are qualified?" The red robe middle-aged man smiled and said, "Are you going to fight against our Qianji Palace? It’s not because you can’t look down on you, just because you are a cat and a dog, this is a blow in your eyes. It’s easy to destroy your family!"
If the sect of the year may bow, but now there is a squat under the back, the two brothers have a lot of anger.
"Hey, the Thousand Machines Palace is really not a small breath, the heavens and the wild is our family, even if you are a thousand machine palaces are not good!" Zong Shengtian said, "Today is a good day, if you want to use force I don't mind letting you splatter the world!"
The scene was awkward.
Crazy, crazy, the Zongjia is looking for a dead end. (To be continued.)