My clone of the Dragon King of Seven Paths

Chapter 25 God Summoning Ceremony
Jian Qing refused to talk about personal matters during work hours, Xu Yan and Dongfang Yu felt a little disappointed, there was no gossip to listen to.

"Student Dongfang, you've failed in your studies!" Jian Qing complained in his heart, unexpectedly the proud boy was also interested in these things.

Xu Yan coughed lightly, took a closer look at Jian Qing, and said with satisfaction: "It's good that I wasn't injured. I was able to protect myself in the quasi-special disaster and rescued seven survivors at the same time. I didn't embarrass the zero group. I will personally report this achievement to you!"

Hearing the achievements, Jian Qing was overjoyed, took out her mobile phone, and told Xu Yan about Beile's patron tiger and the baby boy.

"Little money fan!" Xu Yan glanced at Jian Qing, obviously not interested in the so-called backer of Beile.

"I checked that child just now, and it's a rare and good seedling. It's not as weak as Xiaoyu was back then. Don't worry, I won't forget this achievement!"

Jian Qing didn't expect Xu Yan to have such a high opinion of the baby. Did she ever say that Dongfang Yu's evolutionary talent is rare in the whole country.

"Okay, since you are all right, then you and Xiao Yu will go to guard Sheng Nan. The summoning method of Huangque Mountain is usually hard to see. Take a good look and feel the breath!"

Xu Yan turned around and walked towards the mobile purification cabin.

Dongfang Yu's face was sullen: "If you want to be Zhong Shengnan's guard, it's better to kill me, and her ancient witch dance is not very good-looking!"

"Go!" Xu Yan's voice came, and she waved her back to the two of them, signaling them to stop talking nonsense and go to work quickly.

Dongfang Yu had no choice but to lead the way for Jian Qing, and the two began to walk towards the lake where the strange human figure was beheaded.

On the way, Jian Qing saw that the layout of the black wooden nails was expanding, and at the same time, there were clothes hangers pasting talisman papers on both sides of the street.

Dongfang Yu noticed Jian Qing's gaze and explained: "They are stabilizing the overlapping space and preparing to set up a new anchor point!"

Jian Qing wondered: "After the overlapping space stabilizes for a long time, won't there be a passage between the two worlds, isn't that all right?"

Dongfang Yu smiled slightly and said: "Qing, the formation of the passage between the two worlds is also good for us. The entrance and exit of the passage will be guarded by us from now on. What's more important is to compete for the battle zone formed by the passage between the two worlds. It is not on our side, but immediately. On the opposite side!"

"There is also the most important reason. Once the battlefield is defeated, we can destroy the passage and hand over the overlapping space to the True Source Realm to swallow!"

Dongfangyu also gave Jian Qing a detailed science on the many wonderful uses of overlapping spaces.

Jian Qing understands that the Bureau of Different Administration intends to turn this overlapping space into a transfer station.

The passage between the two worlds is opened in the opposite Mokui Paradise, through which you can explore the opposite world, and through this portal, you can instantly cross the vast deep sea and reach the Mokui sea area.

If the battle is unfavorable, they will retreat to the overlapping space and use this place as the last buffer zone. If the battle is still not going well, or even threaten the stability of the world, they will destroy the overlapping space and let the true source world swallow and strengthen the original power.

"Of course, it is not so easy to turn the overlapping space into a transfer station. The first condition is that you need a lot of territory on the opposite side!"

"This time the other party probably has a similar plan, sacrificing a lot of territory in the Subterranean Domain, and then enclosing the Ziyang District!"

Dongfang Yu and Jian Qing arrived at the dried up lake. From a distance, there was a large mushroom forest filled with poisonous mist on the opposite side of the lake.

There are all kinds of weird mushrooms, the small ones are as tall as bean sprouts, the big ones are hundreds of meters long, and some have ghost faces.

Above the Mushroom Forest, a brass bell was suspended. Wu Li manipulated the brass bell to cast a golden light over the place to prevent the poisonous mist from escaping.

Jian Qing thought to himself that the weird creatures who planned this operation really knew how to plan. This is a sacrifice of an unnecessary territory.

He guessed that such an insidious and strange creature didn't look like he would be a vanguard, and that the beheaded strange figure was probably just a pawn for exploring the way.

"The people above must have thought of this level, so this is planning to counterattack the other side and throw away the ashes of the conspirators!"

Jian Qing felt that a big battle was coming, but her own strength was low, so she had to work harder to evolve.

And continue to pretend to be breathless. If the counterattack really starts, the probability of surviving is also high if they are assigned to a small-scale battle.

In the center of the dry lake, there are nine bluestone altars, eight of which are small in all directions, supporting the large altar in the middle.

Kneeling on each small altar are two hanging clothes envoys dressed as ancient witches, and the big altar in the center is a woman dressed in priestly costumes.

The woman was wearing a bronze ghost mask, muttering scriptures to the ancestral tablet in front of her, and she knew it was Zhong Shengnan without checking the information.

Jian Qing found an acquaintance in the ancient witch in the small altar, and it was Qian An, the six-group yellow-card hanging clothes envoy who had experienced the game dungeon together.

There are quite a few Xuanyi envoys gathered on the shore of the lake. They will arrange to come over after cleaning the battlefield. They say they are guards but they have nothing to do.

After all, the person sitting here is the well-known Wuli instructor in the Great Xia Kingdom, and he demonstrated the Xuanyi knife technique they learned.

The lineup for this god-calling ceremony is not small. The sixteen ancient witches with the lowest evolution level are all high-ranking aliens, and there are two extraordinary people.

Zhong Shengnan, who was kneeling on the big altar, stopped chanting, and kowtowed to the ancestral tablet with his palms facing upwards.

There was a sound, and the audience fell silent. The sixteen ancient witches from the eight small altars stood up in unison and shouted loudly.

Sixteen ancient witches began to demonstrate ancient dances, and Jian Qing could tell that not many of these yellow-card hangers were proficient.

But no one laughed out loud at the scene, but they were quietly looking forward to something.

Following Zhong Shengnan's reappearance, the sixteen ancient witches changed their dance style again, becoming more powerful, and their footsteps were louder, full of indescribable wild beauty.

During this period, Zhong Shengnan was chanting scriptures all the time, his voice went from inaudible to gradually louder, and the syllables were very strange but pleasant.

In the end, after the sixteen ancient witches stepped on the ground together, Zhong Shengnan stood up slowly and danced an extremely ancient war dance.

The god summoning ceremony lasted for a quarter of an hour, and the remaining extraordinary factors in the air roared and boiled, gathering above the altar.

Afterwards, Zhong Shengnan and the sixteen ancient witches worked even harder, the bluestone altar shone with light, and the extraordinary factors on them also began to radiate.

Guided by the light of the bluestone altar, it gradually merged with the cyclone of extraordinary factors in the sky above, forming a prototype of a human figure.

At this moment, Zhong Shengnan stopped prostrating, and the ancestral tablet flew into the sky with a bang, melting into the rudimentary figure of the figure.

"Zhong Shengnan, the 437th generation descendant of Huangque Mountain, hereby respectfully invite the ancestor of Cihang to show his holiness!"

Sixteen ancient witches bent down to pay respects: "The disciples of Daxia respectfully invite the ancestor Cihang to show his holiness!"

Hundreds of Xuanyi envoys guarding the shore of the lake worshiped the prototype of the figure one after another: "The children of Daxia respectfully invite the ancestor Cihang to show his holiness!"

Dongfang Yu pulled the bewildered Jian Qing, and the two of them mixed in the crowd and worshiped the prototype of the figure in the sky.

Bells rang one after another, and the brass bell emitted invisible sound waves to bless the embryonic form of the figure, helping her gradually condense and outline her outline.

Wu Li stood up, bowed to the hazy figure, and said, "Daxia Chaofan has seen the saint of Cihang!"

Far away in the center of Ziyang District, feeling the presence of the saint's breath, all the hanging clothes envoys bowed in the direction of the god calling ceremony.

"Big Xia's disciples respectfully invite ancestor Cihang to show his holiness—"

Seeing this scene, the survivors who were waiting for the inspection were suddenly at a loss, wondering what happened to these superhuman figures?
Xu Yanyuan looked at the hazy figure above the bluestone altar, with a look of desolation in her eyes.

"You all left me!"

Zong Mengya on the side looked at Xu Yan, who looked slightly sentimental, and asked, "Team Leader Xu, what's wrong with them?"

Xu Yan came back to her senses, looked at Zong Mengya, and then at the jade flute pendant hanging in front of her.

"Your body armor has cracks, and it will be difficult to protect you from today's disaster. If you trust me, I can repair it for you!"

Zong Mengya heard the words, took off the jade flute pendant and put it in front of Xu Yan.

"You are Ah Qing's team leader, so I can trust you. Besides, I should be the one to thank you. You are an expert who is willing to help an ordinary person like me repair this amulet!"

"It doesn't matter, it's just a matter of raising your hands!"

Xu Yan raised her hand and tapped the jade flute pendant, making a crisp ding sound: "Okay, take it and try it!"

"So fast?" Zong Mengya was surprised, it was really easy, and then suddenly realized that she said the wrong thing.

"I'm not questioning your ability. As Ah Qing's team leader, I'm naturally convinced... Ah, this, I was wrong!"

Xu Yan looked at Zong Mengya who was panicking in front of her, and finally hit her forehead on the table, she couldn't help laughing and said: "You really look like an old friend of mine, you don't have to be afraid of me, I'm still young Very much, watching dramas and listening to music are my favorites!"

After Zong Mengya listened, she raised her head to look at Xu Yan again, and felt that this stunning girl was not scary, but rather like the intimate elder sister next door, although she looked younger than herself, she really felt this way when talking.

The two got along very happily, like girlfriends who talked about everything, of course the topic inevitably turned to Jian Qing.

"So you two have a story, right? Can you say no?" Xu Yan smiled slightly, maintaining the persona of an intimate big sister.

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(End of this chapter)