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- The further you go towards the top of Qianyuan Mountain, the denser the holy energy of heaven and earth becomes, condensing into purple clouds, like a sea of ??clouds, lingering in the void. ¡»¡º8¦¸1ÖÐÎÄ¡»¡¡¦¤Íø
The holy energy of heaven and earth seems to be gushing out from the top of the mountain, and finally, it gradually drops to the bottom of the mountain.
The mountain of Qianyuan Mountain is extremely large and unreachable, comparable to the ancient sacred mountain of Liangyi Sect. If placed in the sea, it would be like a big island. Even if there are 100,000 people there, it will not look crowded.
The mountain road is very rugged, with thousand-year-old pines and ten thousand-year-old vines growing on both sides. You can see some precious elixirs everywhere, such as human-shaped fruits and golden mushrooms the size of cattail leaf fans.
They are all owned by the predecessors of the Blood God Sect. Anyone who dares to steal them will be in danger of death.
About six thousand meters to the Qianyuan Mountain, close to the purple clouds, a cave with surging holy energy appeared.
Outside the cave, many monks gathered.
Most of them look very young, heroic, and have an extraordinary temperament. They are all outstanding among men and have a very distinguished status in the Blood God Religion.
There is the Linlang Cave of the Saint of the Blood God Sect. It is a very high-grade cave, juxtaposed with the caves of the saints.
A young master in a bloody robe stood outside the cave, staring in the direction of Zhang Ruochen and said, "Someone else is here for the banquet."
"Who is that person? How come I've never seen him before?"
"Ling Yun, you have been practicing in the wild secret realm for many years. Of course you don't know that a very powerful person has appeared in the sect recently. He killed Ning Guihai and defeated Bai Yu and Yan Kongming. This person is called Gu Linfeng."
Those candidates for the Son of God all stared at Bai Yu.
Bai Yu's face looked a little confused, and he snorted: "He just relied on the power of the blood god Gu to win by chance. Moreover, the technique he practiced was only the "Blood Dragon Sutra", a top-grade ghost level."
"It turns out that he was planted with the blood god Gu."
"Are people who practice ghost-level skills also qualified to be candidates for the Son of God?"
Everyone immediately lost interest.
As candidates for the Son of God, each of them is very arrogant. They either have a strong physique or have extraordinary skills in cultivation. None of them is a simple person.
The candidates for the Son of God have secretly made up their minds to find a way to expel Gu Linfeng. Not everyone is qualified to attend the banquet of Her Majesty the Saint.
However, contrary to everyone's expectations, Gu Linfeng did not stop at all and walked straight to the top of the mountain.
"What do you mean? Didn't he receive an invitation from Her Royal Highness the Saint?"
Some people couldn¡¯t help but smile: ¡°Her Royal Highness the Saint does not know how to give invitations to anyone. Gu Linfeng¡¯s strength is obviously still a little behind.¡±
Bai Yu frowned, because he knew very well that Her Royal Highness the Saint sent someone to send an invitation letter to Gu Linfeng.
"What an arrogant guy. He dares not to come to the banquet. He will definitely be hated by Her Majesty the Saint. From now on, his life in the Blood God Sect will be very difficult." Bai Yu sneered in his heart.
The Saint of the Blood God Sect naturally saw Gu Linfeng leaving, with a puzzled look in her eyes. It was hard to understand that Gu Linfeng, who had always tried to please her, would not come to the banquet.
Of course, the Saint of the Blood God Sect didn't take it too seriously. In her eyes, Gu Linfeng's strength was indeed slightly stronger than that of Bai Yu and Yan Kongming.
However, he is simply unable to compare with Hai Lingyin, Wei Longxing and others, and it is impossible for him to become the Son of God.
With Gu Linfeng¡¯s temperament, it¡¯s easy to make use of him. It¡¯s not bad to be a chess piece and do things for her.
Zhang Ruochen has been following Jishui, walking among the purple holy clouds, climbing about 20,000 meters, and finally reached the top of the mountain.
The top of Qianyuan Mountain stands above the purple sea of ??clouds.
From the center of the top of the mountain, a purple beam of light shot out, connected with the sky, and seemed to rush out of bounds.
"The Picture of the Blood God" is carved on a stone wall, nineteen feet high.
An old man in gray clothes was sitting on the edge below the "Blood God Picture", like a clay statue. The aura on his body was completely restrained, and he could not feel any aura fluctuations.
Zhang Ruochen saw that the old man's body was covered with dirt, and moss had grown on his shoulders and top of his head. He had not moved for how many years.
"Since this senior is dead, why wasn't he buried?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
There is no trace of life fluctuation in the old man's body, and he is obviously dead.
"Don't talk nonsense. This Supreme Elder is sitting here to guard the "Blood God Picture". He has a very senior position in the religion.On the right shoulder of the Supreme Elder, he asked: "Old man, the so-called "Blood God Picture" must be fake, right?"
The supreme elder was like a stone sculpture, sitting cross-legged on the ground, motionless.
¡°It turned out to be a dead man.¡±
The half-human monkey boy frowned and sighed: "The disciples of the Blood God Sect are too disrespectful to their seniors. Since they are dead, they should be buried in peace."
The young man found a corner under the stone wall and dug a large pit about two meters deep.
Then, he carried the "corpse" of the Supreme Elder on his shoulders and walked towards the pit.
Even so, the body of the Supreme Elder was still in a cross-sitting posture, with muscles and bones all over his body very stiff, his eyes closed, and he was not awake.
He put the Supreme Elder into the pit, and then started filling it with mud and rocks.
Jishui had been holding his breath, watching all this with a bit of fear, fearing that the Supreme Elder would suddenly come to life and kill everyone present in anger.
Jishui gradually breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the Supreme Elder had not woken up. He thought to himself that maybe the old man had really died a long time ago. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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