Divine Phoenix is ​​not a concubine

Chapter 1130 Whose blood is whose god
"The Ritual of Conferring the Gods, the second step: Holy Objects and Immortals."

When Ji Jue and Feng Xingying reached the highest point, the ritual officer sang loudly again.

The loud and clear voice, with its strong spiritual power, was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

"The sacred object of Canglong Mountain, the Canglong Sky Cracking Spear. Please, the Son of God, show your sanctity."

As a golden spear was presented to Ji Jue, Ji Jue held Feng Xingying's hand and naturally drew a bloodstain on the muzzle of the gun.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, their husband and wife are deeply in love. Even if they verify their blood relationship, Ji Jue will not let go of Feng Xingying's hand.

Because Ji Jue's hand was bleeding profusely, and Feng Xingying's palm was just scratched accidentally.

The method Ji Jue used to manifest the sage was exactly the same as that day when Feng Xingying used the Xihuang sword to see blood at the same time.

Ji Jue's movements are natural and smooth, not suspicious at all.

Everyone is looking forward to it, just waiting for some changes in the bloody Dragon Spear.

Everyone held their breath, and no one dared to make a loud noise, for fear of disturbing the apparition of the gods.

Time passed bit by bit, and the quiet and terrifying crowd inevitably felt suspicious.

"Don't be impatient, everyone. The ancient gods have three chances to try it. The sacred object has not manifested for thousands of years, so I ask Mr. Ji Jue to try again." The ceremony official said.

The ceremonial officials are all the core children of the Ji family's main family, and of course they are helping Ji Jue speak.

Ji Jue nodded, with an embarrassed expression on his face. He saw Feng Xingying using blood to show his holiness that day, and there was only a little blood. Why couldn't it work when he came here?

Is there less blood?
Ji Jue could only be ruthless, and used the pointed edge of the spear to slash a long gash on his right arm.

Of course, Feng Xingying, who was held by him on his right hand, was also accidentally injured, and the spear also passed through Feng Xingying's arm at the same time, leaving a deep gash.

Expectation, silence.

"Hehe." The sudden laughter broke the silence of the space.

Everyone looked in the direction of the laughter.

The person who laughed was actually Feng Xingying?
Ji Jue's heartbeat accelerated for half a beat, he wanted to say great, Xingying, you finally woke up, but his heart skipped a beat again, feeling that something was wrong.

"Could it be that you will kill me to take blood if I don't show up this time?" Feng Xingying sarcastically said.

"Xingying, stop making trouble." Ji Jue wanted to say something, but was stunned by the vision in front of him.

With Feng Xingying as the center, a fiery red phoenix bird spread its wings and flew high, becoming bigger and bigger in the air, becoming more and more real, like a phoenix bird invited from the sky.

Some people even saw clearly the expression on that phoenix bird's face, with a trace of seriousness and sorrow, it was even seven or eight points similar to Feng Xingying.

The figure of this phoenix bird is so large that it makes people feel intimidated, and one of its wings can cover the entire sky.

Fortunately, this is just an illusion, not a real phoenix bird.

But the people still knelt down spontaneously in excitement and shouted:

"Divine Phoenix!"

"Divine Phoenix!"

"Divine Phoenix!"

"God bless Yunxi!"

At this time, Feng Xingying was holding the Xihuang sword in his hand, and said solemnly: "Feng Xingying, the descendant of Ye Wahuang from the Ye family of the Shenhuang clan, a branch of Xihuang. The sword is named Lihuang, a sacred object of the Huang clan."

Feng Xingying's voice was not loud and very calm, but it could reverberate over the entire Kowloon City.

It was no longer Ji Jue that everyone knelt down and looked up to, but Feng Xingying who suddenly opened his bloodline.

Feng Xingying exposed her identity in such a simple and rude way.

The thing she regrets the most now is that she worried too much and dared not reveal her identity.If she had given up all her expectations earlier to bear the risk that her identity brought her, perhaps Qin Molin would not...

(End of this chapter)