Cheers, like a tide, sounded from all directions, and the entire Qilin City was enveloped in this excited wave of faith.
Their young city lord won! Defeat Emperor Ji Yun!
I still remember that some time ago, the number one person in the mainland changed from Ye Lingxin to Emperor Ji Yun.
And from today on, the number one person in this continent will change ownership again, that is, the young master of his sect, Qilin City. His name is Qin Molin!
Qin Molin won, and it was indeed King Leng. Feng Xingying finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face.
The atmosphere of Yinlang seemed to have the ability to purify the bloodline, causing the bloodline power in Feng Xingying's body to tremble little by little. How dare she feel that the bloodline power was increasing!
It turns out that the power of the bloodline of the Gods is not static. Is there any way to improve it
This was the first time that Feng Xingying had the power of her blood purified. It felt very wonderful, like being immersed in a boundless spiritual hot spring, letting those sound waves hit her veins one after another, for the power of her blood, Bring more power.
The daily suffering she suffered due to the rotation of time and space was actually relieved in this sound wave. All the pain was temporarily suppressed, and she only had a full sense of strength.
Feng Xingying felt like a grain of sand floating in the air at this moment, but she felt inexplicably beautiful.
Until, this turbulent sound wave gradually weakened until it disappeared. The feeling of bloodline improvement also slowly ended.
On the other side, Qin Molin and the elders of the God Clan in Qilin City were also quietly enjoying the bonus of this sound wave.
It's just that they have more advantages than Feng Xingying. In Qilin City, there is such a special high-altitude altar. To outsiders, it is just something to deceive people and pretend to be gods. In fact, there is an exquisite magic circle on it, just for convenience. Absorbing the power of this belief allowed their blood to be purified.
The central position of the altar was left to today's hero Qin Molin, and they were willing to do so.
Including the location near the center, the elders of Qilin City also voluntarily gave up the space to avoid hindering Qin Molin's absorption and cultivation.
Qin Molin wanted to summon Feng Xingying out together, but found that the altar was a place where the use of any space power was prohibited, and the small world, including communication with personal space, would be temporarily suspended.
Looking at the eager eyes around him, and thinking that Feng Xingying might still be fighting against the soul-locking armor, Qin Molin calmed down and quietly enjoyed the blessing brought to him by the power of Yinlang's faith.
The advantage of the altar is that when the sound waves dissipate, it can feed back the extra power of faith that was gathered before.
Others were unwilling to deprive their young city lord Qin Molin of the opportunity, and voluntarily withdrew from the altar, leaving the huge altar to Qin Molin alone.
Qin Molin practiced on the altar for seven days and seven nights before he finished.
And during these seven days and seven nights, the lazy old gods of Qilin City were more diligent than ever, because they had hope in life - to choose a concubine for their most outstanding junior, Qin Molin!
Choosing a concubine means that they may gain many, many little ones. There should always be a few awakened gods among the little ones, right
Then after a few decades, the Qilin God Clan can resume its bloodline inheritance and continue to prosper.
How could we not pay attention to such a big thing!
Oh, yes, their good grandson Qin Molin also said that he wants to manage Qilin City, but he should practice hard. They have been lazy for hundreds of years, so they can't put all the burden on their children, and they must recruit talents.
The entire Qilin City seemed to have come alive and was inexplicably lively.