Chapter 228: Ling Xiao’s horror! Second more~~

Chapter 228 Ling Xiao's horror! Second more~~
The rain of the diffuse rain sprinkled, and the red sky was half. []
All the city people raised their heads, opened their mouths, and excitedly waited for the falling blood to fall.
When the little red blood of the beast fell, everyone smothered the blood in the entrance, and the look looked extremely eager and greedy. It seemed that the little blood that was spilled could not satisfy their .
Everyone kept snoring, his face was full of blood red, and it felt like the hungry ghosts were watching food, and it looked extremely scary.
Ling Xiao looked at Jiajun, like everyone else, and was shocked by all the scenes.
"Is this a festival city? How is it like a blood festival in ancient legends?" Ling Xiao wondered in his heart.
Ling Xiao has seen some mysterious priests on some ancient scrolls.
He feels that this blood sacrifice is very similar to some ancient priests that have been passed down from ancient times, but there are some differences in this. Moreover, the records on the scrolls are not complete, so he does not know whether his guess is correct.
Ling Xiaoben thought that the festival was over, who knows that now is the real beginning.
I saw the old man who was in the middle of the air, his hands clasped together, his eyes closed, and the scepter in his hand became more and more radiant.
Suddenly, the dark clouds above the sky cover the sun, and the moment is shrouded in darkness, as if this world has been in the dark for a moment.
"Please ask the high priest to help me with the despicable people!"
"Please ask the high priest to help me with the despicable people!"
......
All the city people kept praying devoutly toward the high priest above the air, and kept repeating the same suspense.
After a long time, the scepter in the hands of the old man once again shined brightly, and ascended to the top, and shouted "Give me broken!"
Bang!
A squeaking noise like a blue sky blew again.
The dark sky was divided into two by the light column, and it broke open only in an instant.
This scene is extremely spectacular.
Everyone looked even more crazy to the extreme, and kept adoring the old man in the air.
"In the name of the high priest, I begged the heavens to pity my city people. May the heavens drop the nectar and wash the sins of my people. I am in the name of the high priest..." The old man’s hands spread out and looked serious. The ground kept whispering over the sky.
His voice is like a voice from nine days above, and the words and sentences are shaking people's hearts.
The long sky that had been cut, seemed to have heard what was summoned, and sprinkled the rain.
This time it is no longer blood, but real rain.
The rain drenched everyone and washed the blood on their faces.
Hundreds of thousands of city people looked up at the head and showed the expression of peace and satisfaction. It seems that at this moment, they all got the washing of the soul, let them forget all the troubles and pains, and only the happiness and happiness yearning.
"The ceremonies have come to a successful end, and the dear people have been enjoying the carnival. We have already received the gift of the gods." The old man slowly said from the air and faintly said.
"Thanks to the gift of the high priest...thanks to the gift of the high priest..." All the city people kept on reveling.
For a time, the land in the square was filled with the sound of boiling cheers.
Ling Xiao looked at the old figure, his face was pale.
"The earth...the emperor is absolutely not wrong!" Ling Xiao looked at the old man who landed in the bottom of his heart.
Based on his extraordinary perception, he believes that the old man is definitely the strongest above the emperor.
He did not expect that there would be such a strong presence in this city, and it is no wonder that it was not annexed by other sects.
Ling Xiao feels more and more that this place is full of pleasant atmosphere, only that there should be something incredible happening here.
However, although Ling Xiao is curious, there are so many strong guards here, and his mind has quickly converge, and it is wonderful to leave here as soon as possible.
If there is any trouble, then no one can save him.
"Ling brothers are still screaming, thank you for the gift of the high priest!" Jia Junnan, who was on the side of Ling Xiao, hit his arm and said.
"Oh," Ling Xiao should have a voice, or quickly learn to like Jia Junnan as a random worship.
After the worship ceremony, hundreds of believers came out of the hall, holding some things in their hands and constantly throwing them toward the city people.
The city people once screamed and screamed.
Jia Junnan, who is next to Ling Xiao, can't take care of him and squeeze into the crowd to grab the things that are distributed.
Ling Xiaoben had no intention of participating in it, and he was able to fly away from him. He grabbed it and he had a lot of things in his hand.
Ling Xiao spread out and looked at it, it was a remedy.
Ling Xiao got close to the nose and smelled it. After a moment of silence, he muttered, "This... what is this medicine?"
Ling Xiao is already a three-product pharmacist. Moreover, he is well aware of the thousands of species of Danfang in "Alchemy". He has a certain understanding of various kinds of medicinal herbs, but he does not see what this medicine is.
Ling Xiao looked around and saw that the urban people who received the medicinal herbs were immediately taken down, and then they would all be extremely enjoyable. It seems that the medicinal herbs brought them endless comfort.
Ling Xiao hesitated for a moment, or put the medicinal herbs into the mouth.
"It seems that there is no drug effect?" Ling Xiao said with a doubt.
Unexpectedly, the medicinal properties of the next moment began to change.
A pure energy disperses, and this energy seems to contain some special effects, which makes his body muscles have a feeling of relaxation. The nerves that have always been vigilant have become soft, and the body is like getting a certain Sublimation makes people feel physically and mentally happy, and people are unconsciously immersed in this feeling.
When Ling Xiao was exposed as a refreshing smile as everyone else, the pure energy in the body separated a small amount of black energy and swam toward the sea of ​​spiritual knowledge.
"Hey, how come this kind of thing comes in?" The green man who found the sea found a strange shape, and when he lifted it, he wrapped the black energy.
Just as the green man tied the black energy, Ling Xiao instantly recovered his mind.
"What is going on here, is it an illusion?" Ling Xiao sensed the body and found nothing different.
After taking the medicinal medicine, he obviously felt that his energy seemed to increase a lot, but now he is still the same.
At this time, the old man in the middle of the square sang "The people of the high priests, you have accepted the gift of God, you can go back with peace of mind, of course, the young men under the age of 25 can stay, below It is the time for the priests to choose women."
After the Golden Messenger was announced, the urban people did not scatter, but instead they became more mad and more crazy, especially the young men, all of whom seemed to be the granddaughter of the high priest. .
All the city people vacated a two-meter-wide avenue under the protection of the believers.
The old man of Jinpao once again said, "All of them reach the Xuanshi level, and the Langer who are under the age of 25 can come forward."
Then, a lot of young people from all directions walked toward the open space in the center of the square.
Jia Junnan did not know when he appeared around Ling Xiao and said, "Ling brothers, I went up, remember to cheer for me!".
"Don't worry, Jia brother, I am optimistic about you," Ling Xiao said.

Thank you brothers
Jia Junnan gave a cry, immediately crowded out the crowd and went up.
To be honest, Ling Xiao is not optimistic about Jia Junnan. Although this guy has the strength of a low-ranking Xuanshi, but look at the young people who go up one by one who have such strength, and even a dozen or so are already spiritual. The revision of the division is.
Ling Xiao sighed in his heart, but fortunately he came out from Shishicheng early. He was once a young man who was once called the first genius of Shishicheng. He was only an insignificant person here.
These young talents are not weaker than the same brothers in Zitianzong!
After a while, hundreds of young people have gathered in front of the center of the square.
These are not only the vast majority of Yingjie in the city of Sacrifice, but also the genius of other cities. Everyone is excited and enthusiastic.
The most attractive of these is the number of young people in the top row.
They are not as excited as other people, but they are all quiet, and they are full of pride and disdain. None of the young people around them dare to approach the past.
This is the dozen or so masters who Ling Xiao noticed at the beginning.
There is only one difference between the spirit division and the Xuanshi, but the strength cannot be the same.
They can already produce the pressure of the spirit division, how can the young people around the Xuanshi order approach them.
After all the young people stood up, the priests finally appeared.
She is the girl who played with the old man who held the festival.
I saw her barefoot and a light lotus step, and came to a red platform that had already been built.
All the young men who looked at the priests who appeared, all showed a desire for possession that was extremely longing for.
Although the priests were veiled and could not see the appearance, but her looming gray skin, like a snake like a willow, the charm of the gestures of the hands and feet ... are all charming.
The laughter between the crowds is not a tribute to "this woman is really tempted. Confused!".
The priestly woman looked around and showed some anxiety between the young men's show.
"Children, you can start!" A hoarse voice came to the ears of the priests.
The priest's female body trembled slightly, and there was more than one thing in her hand.
This is an embroidery ball!
Ling Xiao looked at the embroidered ball in the hands of the priest's woman. He didn't come to laugh in his heart. "Does this chick also believe in this set?"
The priest woman held the embroidered ball in front of her chest, and the beautiful eyes were closed, and the jade lips squirmed slightly, seemingly praying.
At this time, all the young men were even more excited, and the dozens of young people who had been unsmiling had also seen a few points in their eyes.
Hey!
The embroidered ball was thrown up by the priests.
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