"A casual cultivator, who did not contribute sacrifices, is going to sit at the same table as me."
"Hehe, looking at this appearance, he is simply an abandoned son abandoned by the gods. Letting him roll in to see the world is already a great kindness, and he dares to come here shamelessly."
People around laughed and looked at Lu Yu.
In order to be able to participate in this gathering, they paid a huge price to offer sacrifices to Qinglian God.
How could it be possible to tolerate people who Lu Yu didn't offer at this time, and sit on an equal footing with them?
The bearded man stared at Lu Yu, and said with a smirk: "Either get out, or find a seat by yourself, don't sit with me."
The only empty seat has been kicked into the corner by the beard.
As if on purpose, the chair happened to be kicked into the pool on the side.
If you want a chair, you need to run to the sink to get it.
With a smile on his face, Lu Yu went straight to the bearded face.
"What, you want to do it?" The bearded man snorted coldly, and a tyrannical aura suddenly burst out from his body.
However.
However, Lu Yu didn't seem to feel this rushing momentum.
"If I kill you, there will naturally be empty seats."
Lu Yu stretched out his hand directly, followed the bearded head, and slammed it.
cluck cluck boom!
The bearded man opened his eyes wide, his neck was twisted off, and the insolent face still remained on his face.
He never expected that Lu Yu would make a sudden move.
And this shot didn't give him any way to survive, it was instantly wiped out.
The people sitting together on the table stood up in shock and pointed at Lu Yu.
"Everyone sit down." Lu Yu Dama Jindao sat on the seat, with the aura of a giant in the magic way.
The number of people around was too noisy, even if such a small thing happened, no one paid attention to it.
Those who stood up looked at each other, and finally returned to their seats.
"This man is really looking for death. We are all brothers of the Holy Cult. He dared to deliberately provoke him. It's really not a pity to die." The person close to Lu Yu said quickly.
Before, they were still responding to the bearded words.
Now, it's time to strike back at the bearded man again.
Lu Yu also ignored the faces of these people, poured a bowl of wine and shook his head: "I came here with good intentions to give the wine, but the gods don't want it. It's a pity that this pot of good wine."
Others didn't know Lu Yu's background, so they didn't argue with each other.
"The god-given ceremony has begun."
Someone noticed the light in the distance and said suddenly.
All eyes were drawn to the center of the open space.
A tall altar was built there, and in the center of the altar stood a statue of Qinglian God, which was seven feet high and towering.
In the description of Qinglian Sect, Qinglian God has no gender, sometimes incarnate as male, sometimes as female. There are thousands of faces and faces, and the changes are endless.
However, on the sculpture of Qinglian God, the facial features of Qinglian God are not drawn, only an empty face facing everyone.
Yang Ming, the patricide before, knelt in front of the statue, chanting scriptures incessantly.
"By presenting the head of the enemy of the god, you can get the blessing of the god." The black snake protector said loudly from the side.
Yang Ming was very excited, and sent his father's head respectfully to the statue.
As soon as the head was put on it, a painful roar came from inside.
The soul of the Patriarch of the Yang family was torn out of his head, and was swallowed by the statue in an instant. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com