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Chapter 1526 Pray for heaven, let Sang Ling go!

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The sound of the bell is long and clear, and the sound travels thousands of miles. When the gods descend, the heavens and the earth resound. Today is the sacrificial ceremony held once every thousand years by the Protoss.

Worship the sky.

The altar is 98 meters high, one after another, with a total of [-] steps.

The woman was dressed in a priestly uniform, with a golden hair crown on her head, her skin was creamy, her eyebrows were long and her lips were red, her face was as bright as moonlight, as bright as spring light, and the soft radiance outlined the lines of a god.

The exquisite facial features, the nobility and majesty emanating from the bones, make people admire, but dare not look directly at them.

Raising the hand, the emperor's aura is naturally revealed, like the master of all spirits.

And the monk in colorful clothes and Zhuo Hua in black and purple robes stood beside her.

Buddha Ling went straight to the altar, his ancient robes fluttering, the imperial aura exuded, and his steps were slow. Every step he took left a dao rhyme on the steps, which made the hearts of the people below tremble and arouse infinite awe.

when--

The sound of the bell rang, and the mighty sacrificial sounds came from all sides of the altar. Everyone had solemn faces, folded their hands, and knelt down on the ground.

It seems that they are mortals, there are good gods coming to the holy pilgrimage, and all spirits worship.

The altar is surrounded by clouds and mist, the fairy light is dense, and the sound of sacrifice is mighty. Accompanied by the sound of bells in the distance, the altar descending on the vast land has an unparalleled ancient meaning.

The stele stands tall, engraved with runes, and the brilliance flows.

There are green tripods and purple furnaces in the center of the altar, and the smoke is curling inside, and the lights are extinguished. There are oil lamps that are not extinguished for thousands of years, and the wicks are guarded by spirits, which can drive away evil things.

The sea of ​​clouds rolled in the sky, and the phantom of the supreme palace appeared. It was vast and tens of thousands of meters, with banners flying, colorful flags fluttering, and dragon carvings and jade pillars standing.

An indescribable and irresistible majesty shrouded time and space, and the power of the gods could not be cast, so that the eight thousand gods couldn't help but want to kowtow and worship, dedicate everything to themselves, and surrender naturally.

It was an action from the depths of the soul, an innate response.

Zhuohua and Wuwang stood beside Foling like that several times, accompanied her to overlook all living beings, and witnessed her joys, sorrows and joys.

Today, the scene of Fu Yuejun bowing down to heaven and earth is very similar to that in the past.

just.

Foling had never knelt before.

Now, Fu Yuejun knelt down.

Looking at her with his own eyes, he bent his proud knees, as if his bones had softened.

Xue Gu felt a dull pain in his heart.

And that girl knelt down straight, her long skirt was spread out on the altar, and it seemed to be integrated with the bright red cinnabar.

The moment she knelt down, the sky was instantly covered by dark clouds, and Fu Yuejun felt gray-white rain lines falling down densely and messily from Wanli High School.

Like countless sharp arrows piercing through.

But none of them fell on Fu Yuejun.

The clouds were very low, and the air was extremely oppressive and suffocating. The silver lightning in the sky was like a dancing dragon snake, swaying and coming out of the clouds.

And unscrupulously wandering between heaven and earth, invisible.

Fu Yuejun bent his back, put his head on the ground, and his posture was humble to the bone: "Please God, let Sang Ling go!"

'You shouldn't be doing this. '

There was obviously no sound, but Fu Yuejun felt the words from the breeze.

Fu Yuejun smiled wryly: "You are the way of heaven. You do not exist in the world, but you exist in all things forever. It is the eternal rule of all things, restricting all things, including me. If you offend you, no one will end well."

That's right, if a god offends the way of heaven, it may not end well, let alone a mortal.

(End of this chapter)