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Chapter 2940 Lighting Ceremony

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    The old shaman in Houtu village turned around, his figure floated in the air, glanced at the people in the ancestral temple, and said, "Welcome to my houtu village! Welcome to the rare event in my houtu village.  The Lantern Burning Ceremony! As we all know, my Houtu Village has not held a Lantern Lighting Ceremony for tens of thousands of years! If we follow the ancestral precepts, none of the Ji Man in my Houtu Village can be called Ji Man! Mengshan,  It is the holy mountain of my twelve great gods, and it is also the place where the descendants of my great gods thrive. For thousands of years, countless wind and rain have washed away Mengshan, and we have all stood on the top of Mengshan, never retreating at all!  In order to continue the blood of the Twelve Great Gods, we will inevitably be dying, panic, and lose confidence! However, we are the heirs of the Great Gods after all, and cannot be equated with ordinary people. The hands of the Great Gods have always entrusted us! The Lantern Ceremony  Of course there is not, but the lantern ceremony in my heart is always there! Although Ji Man in my Houtu Village is not justified, but in the hands of the great god, she is still justified!"

    "Now, under the will of the Great God of Houtu, and in the hands of the Great God, the Lost Soul Lamp in my Houtu Village has been restored. From now on, all Ji Man can hold the lamp lighting ceremony again when it is determined! My queen  Ji Man of the earth village can carry out the will of the Great God of the Earth in a legitimate manner again!"

    As Wu Lao's voice fell to the ground, the entire ancestral hall boiled up. Not only the inexplicable witch words were chanted by Wu Lao Wu, who belonged to Houtu Village, but also the Wu Lao Wu, who belonged to Shebi Village, was also crazy.  They are all chanting the grace of the twelve great gods.

    ? Seeing the boiling scene, the young Houtu village shaman fell from mid-air, chanting inexplicable shamanism in his mouth, and his figure danced slowly.

    The eleven elder shamans behind Hou Tuzhai did not dare to neglect, their faces were serious and hopeful, and they said the same speechlessness, and their figures also danced with the movements of the front and rear wu elders.

    The twelve old witches moved, and the other old witches didn't dare to wait any longer. The cheers were immediately extinguished, and the same witch words were uttered at the same time.

    The same voice uttered in the entire ancestral hall, revealing a kind of extreme solemnity and extreme piety!

    And as this weird witch language came out, strands of dark green brilliance mixed with traces of almost inaudible golden light appeared in midair, converging towards the huge statue of the god in front, and even  There are some dark green brilliance gathered from outside the ancestral hall, obviously outside the ancestral hall, all the soul warriors and natives of the Houtu Temple are worshiping at the same time!

    This brilliance seemed like a brook at first, but after a meal, it turned out to be like a tide, filling the entire ancestral hall, and even completely covering the statue of the god!

    "Silk~ Power of Faith?" Seeing the dark green brilliance and faint golden threads, Xiao Hua unconsciously guessed.

    Earlier and later, what the Elder Shaman in the Tuzhai Village said was all witch language, Xiao Hua and others could not hear clearly, Xiao Hua originally wanted Xiao Mao to explain it separately, but it can be seen that Xiao Mao also has the same expression on his face as other Elder Shamans.  With extreme yearning, Xiao Hua swallowed those words back.  However, although Xiao Hua didn't understand what the Elder Houtuzhai said, but from the expression of the Elder Houtuzhai and the reactions of the Elder Wu around him, he could roughly guess what it was.

    With the passage of time, the brilliance became more and more like the essence, but the gold threads in the brilliance became less and less, almost invisible.

    "Cuckoo!" All of a sudden, Hou Tuzhai Wu Lao let out a hysterical roar, and suddenly jumped up from the ground, and then the voice in his mouth changed drastically, extremely high-pitched, and the figure dancing in mid-air was also crazy  .

    However, the witch language chanted on the entire hall still maintained the previous rhythm, neither fast nor slow.

    With the dancing of the old witch in Houtuzhai, a layer of blood glowed all over his body, and this blood glow emerged from his body again, just like the true blood dharma body of a disciple from a cultivating family, gradually condensing in mid-air  It has become the image of a great God of Houtu!  This dharma body is so clear, it seems that the fine hairs on the body of the great god can be seen!  Moreover, that kind of majesty and that kind of supreme aura gradually emerged from the Dharmakaya.

    "Ow~" The Dharma Body suddenly swung the snake's tail, and let out a roar that made people's hearts tremble.  Where the sound fell, a deep voice came out immediately, but in front of the statue of the God of Houtu, more than a dozen jasper skeletons appeared, and among the skeletons arranged in a circle, Ziming and Ji Man in full costumes  It also showed her figure.

    At this time, Ziming knelt down on the ground, holding his hands in front of his eyes with great reverence, and what was held in those lily-like hands was the Lost Soul Lamp.

    Ji Man in Houtuzhai did not kneel down, but stood beside her with her waist slightly bent. However, Ji Man's hands were also raised, and a small bone staff was held in her right hand!

    Xiao Hua, Li Zongbao, and Fairy Hongxia stood at the end, with a trace of surprise on their faces, looking at everything in front of them, all the people in the ancestral hall were dancing, thisMany witch elders have dark complexions, and their costumes are also weird. It is really appropriate to use the phrase "Dancing Demons".  Looking at Xiao Mao again, he seemed to be dancing without a teacher, and there were also some faint green lights emerging from the center of his eyebrows, and merged into the torrent of the ancestral hall.

    "Quack quack quack ~" Hou Tuzhai Wu Laofei suddenly stopped dancing, and the voice in his mouth became louder again. The dharma body slowly flew towards the statue of the god with the green flow that seemed to be the same substance.  The two extremely similar figures approached, and the body of Hou Tuzhai Wu Lao fell to the ground like a meteorite, and his five bodies fell to the ground, bowing deeply in front of the statue of the god!

    At the same time, all the shamans also stopped dancing and fell down in unison.

    "Boom~" There was an indistinct roar, and the old witch of the Houtu Village rushed into the statue of the Great God of Houtu!  The statue of the god immediately emitted an extremely bright green light, and a faint black air was emitted from the seven hands behind the statue of the god!

    As soon as the green light and black air appeared, the green light in the ancestral temple swarmed into the statue of the god, mixed with faint golden threads, and the whole statue made a strange sound, which was similar to the old Tuzhai witches who were chanting  The Malay language spoken is almost exactly the same.

    "Woooooooooo~" After the green light in the ancestral hall completely disappeared, a sharp ghost-like scream emanated from the statue of a god, and a feeling comparable to the pressure of a huge boulder instantly disappeared.  It came out from the statue of the god!  Xiao Hua, Li Zongbao, and Fairy Hongxia, who were still standing and watching everything in the ancestral hall quietly before, had no resistance at all in the face of this heavy pressure, and were thrown to the ground at once, dying  Hold it down!

    "This" Xiao Hua turned pale with shock, the golden light all over his body flashed randomly, but unfortunately, no matter it is mana or vigor, it can't compare with this seemingly supreme pressure at all!

    Looking at the statue of the god again, the dharma body that Wu Lao rushed into in Hou Tuzhai is now also squeezed out, and returned to Wu Lao's body in extreme embarrassment!  Even with the coming out of Wu Lao's dharma body, a cold, wild, and ruthless aura appeared in the statue of the god. As soon as this aura came out, it immediately filled the entire ancestral hall, and it was like a sea of ??smoke  The back mountain completely enveloped the entire Houtu village.

    "Aw" What's weird is that Ziming and Ji Man were tightly pressed down by the heavy pressure, and the falling soul lamp in Ziming's hand flew up again, and the terrifying breath rushed over the falling soul lamp, and the three of the soul treasures  The black dog appeared immediately, and even opened its mouth to roar.

    "Kar ga ji" Just when Xiao Hua raised his head with difficulty, the god statue that was a dead thing suddenly uttered obscure, incomprehensible, and uncommon syllables, which seemed to be in green script and did not seem to be green script  , and with the utterance of this syllable, the whole body of the three-headed strange dog immediately emitted a strong green light, and a heart-shattering fluctuation came from the sound of the falling soul lamp.

    It was at this time that "poof" happened. Ziming, who fell on the ground, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He really fell into the air!  The blood essence instantly turned into a phantom of the image of the Great God of Houtu. When the three-headed monster saw this phantom, it let out another "ow!" One of the animal's heads opened slightly, and the phantom plunged into it like a streamer  !

    "Swipe!" Following the phantom's input, countless howls of ghosts and wolves emanated from the surrounding void, and countless floating shadows rushed into the ancestral hall from all directions, and all the flames in the entire Houtu village disappeared in this instant  , Suddenly, a little emerald flame emerged from the top of the strange dog's head. Once the flame was born, it immediately illuminated the entire ancestral hall, and Xiao Hua's eyes closed involuntarily.  Even so, the emerald flame still penetrated into Xiao Hua's mind, even into the soul, and waves of shock jumped with the beating of the flame, as if the flame could penetrate the whole world and everyone's heart.  The soul is all illuminated.

    "Si~" Xiao Hua took a breath, "This soul treasure is too powerful, right?"

    As soon as Xiao Hua's thought was born, your brilliance immediately restrained, and the phantom of the three-headed strange dog also fell into the Falling Soul Lamp, the entire ancestral hall fell into an inexplicable darkness, only the brilliance in the Falling Soul Lamp was like beans, reflecting  into the eyes of everyone.

    "He" Another sound like an old man's panting came out of the darkness, Xiao Hua suddenly felt light on his body, and the horrifying breath disappeared like a torrent.

    "Wow wow wow Yiyiwu" Xiao Hua just wanted to stand up, and countless witch words were born from the ancestral hall again, and green lights appeared again in the ancestral hall. In front of Xiao Hua, that  Hundreds of thousands of elder shamans danced again in tears, and the atmosphere was even crazier than before.

    Xiao Hua slowly got up amidst the jubilation, with extreme puzzlement in his heart, his eyes also looked at the statue of the god in the green light with fear!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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