Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art
Chapter 2661 King!
Chapter 2661 King! (2 more)
"king!"
The twelve witches and gods called in unison, and their voices spread throughout the square.
In the huge square, you can hear the quiet drop of a needle. This call echoes over and over again in the audience...
Ling Feng froze all over, oh, it's exposed!
I have received the inheritance of the ancestor of the witch, that is to say, he has the breath of the ancestor of the witch!
Wu Zu, who is he?
The ancestor of all witches, the twelve gods of witches, are at best the servants under the hands of the ancestor of witches.
And these twelve shaman gods sensed the aura of Wuzu on Ling Feng's body, so they naturally mistakenly thought that Ling Feng was the Wuzu himself.
Therefore, the twelve witch gods all bowed respectfully to Ling Feng.
But in this case, things will be a big deal.
Everyone looked at Ling Feng stupidly.
Twelve witch gods, what do you call Ling Feng?
king?
Ling Feng, the king of witch gods?
Who is he then?
Could it be that he is still a witch ancestor?
"Gollum!"
The sound of drooling and swallowing can be heard endlessly, Ling Feng, is it Wu Zu?
This new kid, is Wu Zu?
Wuzu?
Wuzu!
Wuzu? ? ?
Wuzu! ! !
Ling Feng's forehead darkened, and he regretted secretly in his heart. He just wanted to sneak into the Temple of the Witch God in a low-key way, and steal the Shenhuang Tulu in a low-key way, that's all.
What is going on now?
In the entire Witch God Temple, up and down, it would be difficult for everyone to know him or not.
Swish swish!
The twelve witches and gods disappeared in a blink of an eye, turning into streaks of divine light, which merged into Ling Feng's body.
After a while, the light dissipated, and Ling Feng's palm was released from the sacred pillar.
He raised his hand to look at his own palm, then at the Holy Pillar of Blessing, and then at the kneeling disciples below, Ling Feng was at a loss for a moment.
The awkward atmosphere lasted for a long time before someone finally stood up.
Then, everyone got up one after another, but the awe that lingered in their hearts was hard to dissipate for a long time.
Everyone looked at Ling Feng in unison, not knowing what to do with this new disciple for a while.
The twelve witch gods all called him "King".
So, who is he?
Is he just an ordinary disciple?
But ordinary disciples are not qualified to be called kings by the witch gods.
The witch god is their belief, a belief that has been deeply rooted in their hearts since they became a wizard and practiced witchcraft.
deep in the temple.
A group of elders stood in front of a light curtain, and the figure inside the light curtain was Ling Feng standing under the Holy Pillar of Blessing.
"This is undoubtedly the blessing of the gods."
Finally, an old man in a white robe spoke slowly. Judging by his attire, he was obviously a great wizard of light.
"Ok!"
Everyone nodded in unison, and the appearance of the shaman god was enough to prove that what Ling Feng received was the blessing of the gods.
However, that "king" made them very concerned.
What kind of person is qualified to be called the king by the witch god?
After much deliberation, there is probably only Wu Zu.
"I heard that this young man erased the three characters of Xiaowushan from the ancient stele during the trial in Xiaowushan, and left his name behind, right?"
Right in front of the hall, an old man in a white robe and a crown spoke slowly.
"Report to the High Priest, yes."
The great wizard of light bowed and said.
In the Temple of the Witch God, the High Priest is the spiritual leader elected by all the great witches, and is also known as the person closest to the Witch God.
Once selected as the high priest, he can only stay in this temple for the rest of his life and cannot leave half a step.
But in the same way, as the high priest, he can also borrow some of the power passed down from the witch gods. This is probably the so-called, what you gain, you will lose.
"The three characters Xiaowushan are left by the ancestor of Wu. This young man is able to erase these three characters, which is already a sign."
The high priest's voice was very calm, even without cadence, but when it fell on everyone's ears, it felt like a law, like an iron law, that could not be violated.
"Now, the twelve shamans and gods descended at the same time, and they paid homage to this son together. Everything is already very clear."
The high priest said slowly: "Heaven descended from the ancestor of the witch, revive my ancestor of the witch!"
All the great witches looked at each other, and finally, a great witch of the fire element asked, "What does the high priest mean, is this young man the new ancestor of witches of our clan?"
"Either it is the reincarnation of the Wu ancestor, or it is the descendant of the Wu ancestor."
The high priest said slowly: "No matter which one it is, it is of great significance to my ancestor Wu!"
Above the main hall, all the great witches nodded frequently.
Whether it is the reincarnation of the ancestor Wu or the descendant of the ancestor Wu, it means that after a few years, the ancestor Wu will usher in a new ancestor!
There is nothing more exciting than this news.
Perhaps, because of this new ancestor of Wu, the Wu Clan, will usher in a new golden age!
At that time, what is the extreme protoss?
"Then High Priest, how should we treat this young man? Should we protect him and train him quickly with the best resources!"
"An eagle that spreads its wings and soars high can soar above the nine heavens only when its wings are broken and regrown. Wu Zu's growth also has to go through hardships."
The high priest focused his eyes, and said slowly: "The Zerg in the northern border are just about to move. It just so happens that this is an opportunity to sharpen him."
"What does the High Priest mean?" The Great Wizard Guangming looked at the High Priest, knowing it already.
"You let someone pass on the order. These new disciples will join other disciples to participate in the northern expedition. Those who have obtained the most meritorious service will be allowed to enter the temple with permission, and make a request to this seat in person, any request!"
The great wizard Guangming's eyelids twitched, "Northern Zerg? High Priest, is this a bit..." for new disciples?
"If you want to become a new generation of witch ancestors, you must be an extraordinary person."
The high priest said slowly, "Okay, there is no need to discuss this matter again, after five days, let them go!"
"Yes!"
All the great witches responded in unison.
……
In the sacred pillar square, Ling Feng was still standing under the sacred pillar. Just now, the blessings of the twelve witch gods were passed into his body, which undoubtedly deepened his comprehension of the forbidden spells that the twelve witch gods had passed on to him. a lot.
"Congratulations, Junior Brother!"
Duan Ling Tianfei jumped onto the high platform, walked to Ling Feng's side, raised his hand to pat Ling Feng's shoulder, but halfway through the lift, he retracted it.
It seems that Ling Feng has become a sacred and inviolable existence in his eyes.
After all, even Duan Lingtian believed in the Light Witch God since he was a child.
And among the twelve witch gods just now, the light witch god was also included. Thinking that the light witch gods all called Ling Feng the "king", Duan Lingtian felt somewhat humble in front of Ling Feng.
In my eyes, a little junior has suddenly become the master of the god I believe in. This feeling is really indescribable.
Even if Duan Lingtian was like this, let alone Zhang Haoran and others, they all looked at Ling Feng with a certain degree of awe.
(End of this chapter)
"king!"
The twelve witches and gods called in unison, and their voices spread throughout the square.
In the huge square, you can hear the quiet drop of a needle. This call echoes over and over again in the audience...
Ling Feng froze all over, oh, it's exposed!
I have received the inheritance of the ancestor of the witch, that is to say, he has the breath of the ancestor of the witch!
Wu Zu, who is he?
The ancestor of all witches, the twelve gods of witches, are at best the servants under the hands of the ancestor of witches.
And these twelve shaman gods sensed the aura of Wuzu on Ling Feng's body, so they naturally mistakenly thought that Ling Feng was the Wuzu himself.
Therefore, the twelve witch gods all bowed respectfully to Ling Feng.
But in this case, things will be a big deal.
Everyone looked at Ling Feng stupidly.
Twelve witch gods, what do you call Ling Feng?
king?
Ling Feng, the king of witch gods?
Who is he then?
Could it be that he is still a witch ancestor?
"Gollum!"
The sound of drooling and swallowing can be heard endlessly, Ling Feng, is it Wu Zu?
This new kid, is Wu Zu?
Wuzu?
Wuzu!
Wuzu? ? ?
Wuzu! ! !
Ling Feng's forehead darkened, and he regretted secretly in his heart. He just wanted to sneak into the Temple of the Witch God in a low-key way, and steal the Shenhuang Tulu in a low-key way, that's all.
What is going on now?
In the entire Witch God Temple, up and down, it would be difficult for everyone to know him or not.
Swish swish!
The twelve witches and gods disappeared in a blink of an eye, turning into streaks of divine light, which merged into Ling Feng's body.
After a while, the light dissipated, and Ling Feng's palm was released from the sacred pillar.
He raised his hand to look at his own palm, then at the Holy Pillar of Blessing, and then at the kneeling disciples below, Ling Feng was at a loss for a moment.
The awkward atmosphere lasted for a long time before someone finally stood up.
Then, everyone got up one after another, but the awe that lingered in their hearts was hard to dissipate for a long time.
Everyone looked at Ling Feng in unison, not knowing what to do with this new disciple for a while.
The twelve witch gods all called him "King".
So, who is he?
Is he just an ordinary disciple?
But ordinary disciples are not qualified to be called kings by the witch gods.
The witch god is their belief, a belief that has been deeply rooted in their hearts since they became a wizard and practiced witchcraft.
deep in the temple.
A group of elders stood in front of a light curtain, and the figure inside the light curtain was Ling Feng standing under the Holy Pillar of Blessing.
"This is undoubtedly the blessing of the gods."
Finally, an old man in a white robe spoke slowly. Judging by his attire, he was obviously a great wizard of light.
"Ok!"
Everyone nodded in unison, and the appearance of the shaman god was enough to prove that what Ling Feng received was the blessing of the gods.
However, that "king" made them very concerned.
What kind of person is qualified to be called the king by the witch god?
After much deliberation, there is probably only Wu Zu.
"I heard that this young man erased the three characters of Xiaowushan from the ancient stele during the trial in Xiaowushan, and left his name behind, right?"
Right in front of the hall, an old man in a white robe and a crown spoke slowly.
"Report to the High Priest, yes."
The great wizard of light bowed and said.
In the Temple of the Witch God, the High Priest is the spiritual leader elected by all the great witches, and is also known as the person closest to the Witch God.
Once selected as the high priest, he can only stay in this temple for the rest of his life and cannot leave half a step.
But in the same way, as the high priest, he can also borrow some of the power passed down from the witch gods. This is probably the so-called, what you gain, you will lose.
"The three characters Xiaowushan are left by the ancestor of Wu. This young man is able to erase these three characters, which is already a sign."
The high priest's voice was very calm, even without cadence, but when it fell on everyone's ears, it felt like a law, like an iron law, that could not be violated.
"Now, the twelve shamans and gods descended at the same time, and they paid homage to this son together. Everything is already very clear."
The high priest said slowly: "Heaven descended from the ancestor of the witch, revive my ancestor of the witch!"
All the great witches looked at each other, and finally, a great witch of the fire element asked, "What does the high priest mean, is this young man the new ancestor of witches of our clan?"
"Either it is the reincarnation of the Wu ancestor, or it is the descendant of the Wu ancestor."
The high priest said slowly: "No matter which one it is, it is of great significance to my ancestor Wu!"
Above the main hall, all the great witches nodded frequently.
Whether it is the reincarnation of the ancestor Wu or the descendant of the ancestor Wu, it means that after a few years, the ancestor Wu will usher in a new ancestor!
There is nothing more exciting than this news.
Perhaps, because of this new ancestor of Wu, the Wu Clan, will usher in a new golden age!
At that time, what is the extreme protoss?
"Then High Priest, how should we treat this young man? Should we protect him and train him quickly with the best resources!"
"An eagle that spreads its wings and soars high can soar above the nine heavens only when its wings are broken and regrown. Wu Zu's growth also has to go through hardships."
The high priest focused his eyes, and said slowly: "The Zerg in the northern border are just about to move. It just so happens that this is an opportunity to sharpen him."
"What does the High Priest mean?" The Great Wizard Guangming looked at the High Priest, knowing it already.
"You let someone pass on the order. These new disciples will join other disciples to participate in the northern expedition. Those who have obtained the most meritorious service will be allowed to enter the temple with permission, and make a request to this seat in person, any request!"
The great wizard Guangming's eyelids twitched, "Northern Zerg? High Priest, is this a bit..." for new disciples?
"If you want to become a new generation of witch ancestors, you must be an extraordinary person."
The high priest said slowly, "Okay, there is no need to discuss this matter again, after five days, let them go!"
"Yes!"
All the great witches responded in unison.
……
In the sacred pillar square, Ling Feng was still standing under the sacred pillar. Just now, the blessings of the twelve witch gods were passed into his body, which undoubtedly deepened his comprehension of the forbidden spells that the twelve witch gods had passed on to him. a lot.
"Congratulations, Junior Brother!"
Duan Ling Tianfei jumped onto the high platform, walked to Ling Feng's side, raised his hand to pat Ling Feng's shoulder, but halfway through the lift, he retracted it.
It seems that Ling Feng has become a sacred and inviolable existence in his eyes.
After all, even Duan Lingtian believed in the Light Witch God since he was a child.
And among the twelve witch gods just now, the light witch god was also included. Thinking that the light witch gods all called Ling Feng the "king", Duan Lingtian felt somewhat humble in front of Ling Feng.
In my eyes, a little junior has suddenly become the master of the god I believe in. This feeling is really indescribable.
Even if Duan Lingtian was like this, let alone Zhang Haoran and others, they all looked at Ling Feng with a certain degree of awe.
(End of this chapter)
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