The leading patriarchs and elders of other families were accustomed to this scene. After hearing the words of the ancestors of the Long family, they each waved at the disciples behind them, and each of them walked out of the crowd holding a palm-sized jade bottle. Quickly go to Wanlingtai.
At the same time, a golden light flashed on the surface of the ancestor of the Long family, and with a sway of his figure, he directly entered the light shield covering the Wanling Terrace, and then at a low altitude, he shot a golden light downwards with one hand.
The golden light was fleeting, and disappeared into the bluestone ground below.
The next moment, there was a deep roar from the Wanling Terrace, and a simple blue stone basin appeared near the white magic circle.
This basin is long and flat, about ten feet long, and there are strange light black patterns imprinted on the surrounding surface, which seems to be extremely old.
At this time, the children of the aristocratic families who came out walked to the stone basin one by one, took the lid of the jade bottle in their hands, and let the bottle mouth turn over one by one and pour down streams of liquids of different colors from the bottle. When they came out, some had an unpleasant smell, some had a strange fragrance, and some were colorless and odorless, like clear water.
After dozens of different liquids were poured into the basin, each of them condensed into a ball without any intention of merging.
The ancestor of the Long family turned a blind eye to all this, just looked at the increasingly dazzling light in the magic circle, and raised his head to look at the astonishing purple gold net high in the sky, without any expression in the air.
Outside the Wanling Terrace, all the fit monks stood up, looking in the direction of the magic circle, with equally dignified expressions.
There was a loud bang!
The runes of various colors gushed out of the huge magic circle suddenly condensed together and turned into a huge light ball with a diameter of several feet, which slowly rotated non-stop over the magic circle.
But after turning around a few times, the ball of light burst open with a muffled sound, and a monster with eight heads appeared inside.
With the body of a lion and the head of a dragon, the figure is very vague, as if it is just a phantom, and the breath is just an ordinary existence in the early stage of refining the void. But as the eight different heads swayed from side to side, sixteen sinister gazes swept past under the Wanling Terrace, causing all the people who were looked at to shiver, as if a strange cold swept across their bodies.
Fortunately, at the next moment, the ancestor of the Long family in the air arched his hands and said slowly: "Welcome Master Wan Ling to come again, please enjoy the true blood sacrifices enshrined by our fifty-one true spirit family."
The monster named Wan Ling raised its head, looked at the ancestor of the Long family in the air, and without saying a word, flew out of the magic circle and came to the space above the stone basin.
The eight heads opened their mouths wide, and the liquid in the basin turned into eight liquid columns and flew up, submerging into the beast's mouth.
After a short while, the offerings in the basin were sucked up by the monster, and then a layer of strange light appeared on the surface of the beast's body, and the originally blurred body suddenly became clear as if it was real.
Then, after the monster glanced at the monks outside the stone platform, the eight-headed Qi Yang roared loudly.
An astonishing aura emanated from this beast, climbing wildly from the early stage to the middle stage of refining the void, and then to the late stage...
In an instant, the aura of this beast reached the peak level in the late stage of fusion. No, it seems to be half a chip higher than this level, as if half of one foot has stepped into the Mahayana realm.
Han Li's originally calm face couldn't help but stare at him after sensing the berserk aura emanating from the Wanling Terrace...
Fortunately, after reaching this level, it seems that the limit of this beast's improvement is reached, and the huge aura finally stagnated smoothly.
But the actions of the eight monsters at the next moment made many monks from the aristocratic families almost lose their voices in fright.
The eight heads of this beast suddenly lifted high into the sky at the same time, and with the sound of stabbing, a blue lightning bolt as thick as a bowl spewed out from each head, and in a flash, it hit the sky high in the air. Purple gold on the grid.
Seeing this situation, even some beings in the fusion period couldn't help but change their expressions.
On the contrary, although the ancestor of the Long family was very close to the eight monsters, after the muscles on his face twitched, he still kept his expression unchanged.
Several earth-shattering bangs!
Purple and blue arcs intertwined in the air, and turned into clusters of electric lights the size of wheels, which burst open one after another in the air.
But after a while, the electric light subsided, and the giant purple-gold net shook a few times, then calmed down as if nothing had happened, without any damage.
Seeing this situation, the eight monsters' eyes narrowed their eyes, and their eight mouths slowly closed.
However, one of the cyan heads twisted its neck and stared at the ancestor of the Long family in front of it, and let out an extremely old voice: "Hmph, you humans are really careful. I have come here and don't know How many times has this Great Formation of Yulei Ten Thousand Seals been used for so many thousands of years, but it has never been missed. But you better pray that it will continue like this, otherwise, as long as there is one negligence, let me find the loopholes in this seal, hehe... "The blue head of the monster not only spit out human words, but also let out a gloomy sneer at the end.
"On this point, Lord Wan Ling, please rest assured. If one day, the children of our family of true spirits are so negligent that we can't even arrange a mere sealing circle. The real blood in their bodies will be sucked away by the adults to enjoy it. Looking for a dead end. However, according to the agreement between us and the ancestors of the true spirit family and the adults, now that the tribute has been paid, it is the turn of the adults to cast spells and make subterranean orders for the younger generation and others." The ancestor of the Long family bowed slightly, neither humble nor overbearing He replied, not showing much fear.
It's no wonder that although the monster body in front of me is a true spirit-level existence from another world, it is only an incarnation that can descend from another world. In addition, there is a large sealing formation carefully arranged by the ancestors of the true spirit family. Even though the monster incarnation absorbs the sacrifice and greatly increases its cultivation, the actual supernatural power is still suppressed by most of it. As a monk in the late stage of fusion, naturally there is no need to be too afraid .
"...Hmph, since I have benefited from you, my lord will naturally do this trivial matter for you." The monster snorted coldly, and with a flick of its eight heads, it started to mutter at the same time.
In the sound of the incantation, runes of eight colors sprayed out from the skull mouth one by one, and intertwined together in the low air.
As a result, after a short time of effort, runes of various colors were densely packed, covering almost the entire sky above the Wanlingtai, and the momentum was astonishing.
Although the ancestor of the Long family was surrounded by various runes, his expression was abnormally calm, and a layer of golden light surrounded his body, making it impossible for these runes to approach him a few feet away.
Suddenly the monster roared again!
Suddenly, there was a distorted invisible wave in the entire void above.
The runes all over the sky gathered together in a burst of double shadows, and turned into countless pieces of five-color tokens, which fell straight down from the air and landed on the entire Wanling Terrace.
"Okay, a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine yuan of subterranean spirit orders have been made. The next time I call my lord to come, it must be three thousand years later." The eight monsters hummed a few times, a little tired Said.
Then, shaking its head and tail, the beast plunged back into the original magic circle.
The light of the huge magic circle flickered for a while, and pieces of spiritual light flew out, submerging the figure of the giant beast in the blink of an eye.
The sound of humming sounded again, and the magic circle turned around, and the eight monsters were just like when they appeared, and their bodies shattered inch by inch with a muffled sound, turning into countless runes and collapsing.
The next moment, the magic circle itself disappeared completely from the Wanling Terrace, as if it had never appeared before.
"Come here, put away all the latent spirit orders. After a while, each family will be re-ranked before deciding their ownership!" The ancestor of the Long family narrowed his eyes and stared at the bluestone ground where the magic circle disappeared. After a while, Only then gave an order coldly.
Upon hearing this, several guards in golden armor came up from nowhere.
Each of them held a silver tray in their hands, and after grabbing the ground one after another, they picked up all the tokens and piled them on the tray, and then took them to an altar under the stone platform, and put them respectfully. good.
"Lord Wan Ling has left, let's start offering sacrifices to the true spirit ancestors of our family." The ancestor of the Long family glanced at the people outside the stone platform, and said in a concentrated voice.
Hearing this, there was a commotion among the families outside, big and small, and then each of them carried various sacrificial artifacts and some spiritual fruit incense candles, and began to arrange them on the stage.
Then, under the leadership of the head of the family and the elders, all the children of the family of true spirits began to walk up to the All Souls Platform in turn, knelt down in front of the ancestors of the true spirits enshrined by their families, and each prayed differently.
There are even some true spirit families with an even older heritage, and some sacrificial rites that have long been lost to the outside world, which made Han Li below look at them with gusto.
But when these sacrificial ceremonies, which took half a day, are over, the real highlight of the True Spirit Ceremony is the determination of the ranking of each true spirit family and the re-division of the resources and interests they own.
When the ancestor of the Long family flew onto the stone platform again, he folded his hands into his sleeves and said indifferently: "According to the ancient saying, in the grand ceremony, every family has the opportunity to challenge other high-ranking families, and the opportunity to accept the challenge of the next-ranking family. Requirement. There is one for each of the two. But the challenger cannot challenge the family that is more than five of his own. If several families send challengers to the same family, the one with the highest ranking will be eligible to challenge. Of course, according to the usual practice, I will wait for the top five The ranking among the families is completely invalidated at this time, and we need to re-rank the wheel battle before we can start the challenge of other families. Fairy Ye, Fellow Daoist Lin, come up too, first draw lots to decide the opponents in the first round."
"Hey, what's the point of drawing lots. Anyway, when I met your Long family, Lin thought he was invincible, so he must have given up on his own initiative. However, I have practiced a little supernatural power once or twice, and if I meet Fairy Ye, I might ask for advice. "Among the five great families of true spirits, the last family consisting entirely of male cultivators heard a lazy male voice.
The person who spoke was a man with loose hair wearing a dark green robe and a strange silver ring on his head. His appearance was as delicate as a woman's.