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Chapter 471 Do you have a fart?

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    Boom!

    The golden beam of light fell down, covering all the sacrifices on the altar.

    The golden light kept shrinking, and there were fewer and fewer sacrifices within its enveloping range. In a blink of an eye, only the Ice and Snow Demon Phoenix and the Silver-winged Stegosaurus remained within the golden light.

    "Is it the silver-winged stegosaurus or the ice and snow demon phoenix?"

    "The spirit of the ancestors and ancestors in the sky, you have to keep your eyes open, the silver-winged stegosaurus was bred by my son Xiao Tianjiao himself"

    "Don't choose it"

    A series of voices kept ringing around the altar.

    Millions of people were standing inside and outside Yulong Mountain, looking up at the golden beam of light falling from the sky, all kneeling down on the ground, praying devoutly.

    Sudden¡­¡­

    The golden beam of light trembled suddenly, shrunk to half again, and landed on the body of the Ice and Snow Demon Phoenix.

    Boom!

    Countless golden light entered the body of the Ice Snow Demon Phoenix, and the golden light flowed around it, and on top of the three silver feathers between its eyebrows, there were a little more golden feathers.

    Three silver and one gold, this crown looks more majestic.

    Chirp!

    The ice and snow demon phoenix raised its head to the sky and screamed, its huge wings opened suddenly, like a blue waterfall covering the sky and the sun.

    It looked at Emperor Qian with a sense of awe.

    This is the result after the ceremony.

    Once any sacrificial offering has participated in the cultural offering and has been recognized by the martyrs of the Dagan Dynasty, it will be branded and become a war beast loyal to the royal family.  For example, the golden crown and black eagle was the best sacrifice for the cultural festival a few years ago.

    "good, very good!"

    Emperor Qian clapped his hands. A seventh-rank beast emperor is equivalent to adding a master of Nirvana to the royal family. He was very satisfied, looked at Yang Ling, and said, "My lord, this ice and snow demon phoenix is ??very good. I have a lot of respect for it."  reward!"

    "Thank you, Father! But capturing Xiao Yi, the ice and snow demon phoenix, is also a credit" Yang Ling said hastily after thanking her.

    However¡­¡­

    He was interrupted coldly by Yang Kun before finishing his sentence: "My brother's words are wrong. Xiao Yi is the dean of the Xiaoshanhe Academy appointed by my royal family, and he is a dog raised by my royal family. Don't say that he is just for help."  To capture the Ice and Snow Demon Phoenix, even if you let him die, he has no choice but to die!"

    "you¡­¡­"

    Yang Ling's face changed slightly.

    Emperor Qian said indifferently: "Enough, above the ancestor worship ceremony, what are you brothers arguing about?" But he did not correct what Yang Kun said, but looked at him indifferently.  Xiao Yi, "The winner of the literary sacrifice has been announced, Xiao Yi, you can continue the ritual ceremony!"

    Yang Ling's expression changed again and again, but he had no choice but to look at Xiao Yi with an apologetic expression.

    Yang Kun looked at him triumphantly, full of provocation.

    Xiao Yi was expressionless.

    It's just that the palm holding the sacrificial scepter became tighter and tighter.

    Huh!

    He let out a long breath of turbid air. The sacrificial ceremony is divided into three parts, namely the cultural sacrifice, the military sacrifice and the last sacrifice to heaven.

    Among them, the Chinese offerings are just the sacrifices prepared by the major forces. After the best sacrifice is selected, the person who contributed this sacrifice can become one of the chief priests who sing the sacrificial text in the final ceremony.

    Don't underestimate the singing of sacrificial texts at the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.

    Ten years ago.

    Xiao Tianjiao represented the victory in the martial arts sacrifice, became one of the chief priests, and sang sacrificial texts in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.

    In the end, it attracted the blessing of the nine-color divine light and gained supreme benefits.

    "The next thing is the martial arts festival As long as you can win the martial arts festival, you can become one of the chief priests and bathe in the blessing of the gods!"

    "If I can become the officiant, I don't know how many colors of divine light blessings I can get"

    "You? You are at most three-color divine light!"

    "Three colors? If not, there should be five colors, right? Xiao Tianjiao has nine colors!"

    "You also know that it is Xiao Tianjiao! My Daqian Dynasty has been established for thousands of years, except for Xiao Tianjiao, the highest one is the blessing of the seven-color divine light"

    The debate among the crowd became more and more intense.

    Among the crowd.

    There are many strong people who are even more eager to try, and they can't wait to rush to the altar immediately, sweep everything, and win the final victory.

    certainly¡­¡­

    There is also someone like Nangong Katsuki who squints his eyes, staring at Xiao Yi with ferocious eyes.

    "Everyone should understand the rules of the martial arts festival.?The forces of each sect will send disciples who are below the Dao Tribulation Realm to fight against each other, and the one who stands at the end wins."

    Xiao Yi's gaze swept across the crowd, raised his sacrificial scepter, and did not continue until the surroundings of the altar became completely quiet, "The second hour is when the deacons, elders, and masters of the major sects clash.  The one who stands on the altar is the winner, and finally the ranking of the two rounds will be combined to determine the winner of this martial arts festival. If anyone refuses to accept, you can challenge at the end!"

    The rules of the martial arts festival have always been like this, and everyone naturally has no objection.

    It's just that the voice just fell.

    Even when Eunuch Qi came to his side, he was still very kind to Xiao Yi, and looked at him questioningly.

    Eunuch Qi lowered his voice and said: "Your Majesty has a decree to order you Xiaoshanheyuan to win the martial arts festival at all costs!"

    at all costs?

    Xiao Yi was taken aback.

    This means that even if all the people in Xiaoshanheyuan are wiped out, they still have to win the championship!

    He looked past Eunuch Qi and looked at Emperor Qian on the dragon couch, his eyes could not help but narrow into a slit, and said coldly: "Please trouble Eunuch Qi to go back and tell him, I have my own measure!"

    "this¡­¡­"

    Eunuch Qi's expression changed slightly. He was very aware of Emperor Qian's temper. If he really responded like this, it would only strengthen Emperor Qian's killing intent towards Xiao Yi. He sighed, returned to Emperor Qian, and said in a low voice, "  Your Majesty, Xiao Yi promises to do his best!"

    "Um!"

    Emperor Qian didn't open his eyes, and tapped the handrail lightly with his fingers.

    At this moment.

    Some disciples of the Xiaoshanheyuan moved up the instrument for measuring time and placed it in front of the altar. Xiao Yi jumped to the side of the altar and said calmly: "The martial arts festival is about to begin. Those who want to participate in the martial arts sacrifice must come to the altar!"

    However¡­¡­

    However, everyone did not take the initiative to step forward.

    At this time, if you go to the altar, you will become the target of public criticism.

    Seeing that no one came to the altar, Yang Kun rolled his eyes slightly, and said with a sinister smile: "Tsk tsk, I have always heard that under the leadership of Dean Xiao, Xiaoshanheyuan is no longer what it used to be. But now it seems that it is not the same.  Is that so, the dignified Martial Arts Festival doesn¡¯t even have a single person from Xiaoshanheyuan?¡±

    "President Xiao seems to have earned his reputation in vain!"

    "I don't even have the courage to participate in the martial arts festival, so I don't want such a small mountain and river courtyard!"

    Everyone sneered.

    Xiao Yi glanced at Yang Kun, and said indifferently: "Since the First Prince is so bloody, how dare he go up to the altar and fight with me to determine his life and death?"

    ""

    Yang Kun's face froze.

    He has seen Xiao Yi's strength with his own eyes. Fight against him?  And it's life and death in a battle, isn't this looking for abuse?

    Cough lightly.

    Yang Kun bit the bullet and said: "I'm afraid you won't succeed? It's just that the rules of the martial arts festival can't be broken. Now it's a fight between disciples, you and I"

    Xiao Yi directly interrupted Yang Kun's words with a wave of his hand: "Stop talking nonsense, I'll just ask you if you dare?"

    "I¡­¡­"

    "do you dare?"

    "Xiao Yi, don't deceive others too much"

    "Trash, life and death are determined in one battle, do you dare? Shut up if you don't dare!"

    Xiao Yi sneered coldly, looked at Yang Kun, who was blushing and extremely aggrieved, and sneered, "Your majestic prince, but you don't even have the courage to fight to the death? What do you need?"

    "you you¡­¡­"

    Yang Kun's face flushed red with anger, his chest heaved violently, and suddenly he spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and he passed out straight (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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