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- The new altar was finally built.
New sacrifices have also been prepared.
Contrary to the expectations of the nine monks, this process turned out to be so smooth, except for some insignificant resistance when collecting the true spirits and souls of the Frost Clan mortals, there were no other obstacles.
Until the opening of the new prayer summoning ceremony, there was no abnormal behavior in the gray river in the sky.
It seems that the meaning of its existence is to hang quietly above the sky, looking down at all things below.
There is another thing that puzzles the nine monks, that is, after the construction of the new altar, the imprisoned cultivation base of all the practitioners in the world has loosened a little bit, allowing them to move at a faster speed. Complete this huge project with higher efficiency.
Could it be that in the last battle with the wood god, the Huibaichanghe also suffered irrecoverable injuries?
Or is it that His Majesty the Luna Moon God they are about to pray to summon is really extraordinary in strength, and they are unwilling to fight against him even if they are defeated, and may even withdraw and leave this world?
With unresolved doubts, they quickly prepared everything, and with a pious and fanatical attitude, followed the guidance of the silver page, and carefully started the last step of igniting the divine fire.
Silently.
A hazy silver full moon quietly appeared above the altar.
Shine the light like yarn like weaving in all directions.
It also put a layer of bright color on the group of great monks waiting anxiously under the altar.
Suppressing the extremely excited mood, under the leadership of the white-haired old woman, the big monks worshiped devoutly, chanted the name of the moon god, and at the same time offered sacrifices that condensed the souls of countless souls, and kept flocking to the sacrifices. The silvery full moon floating in the void above the stage.
As time passed, the offerings were being consumed rapidly.
It has even far exceeded the total amount of the last prayer to summon the true god.
Suddenly, the body of the white-haired old woman trembled slightly, and after whispering the name of the Luna Moon God again, she couldn't help but slowly raised her head, and saw a noble and holy figure that could not be described in words, quietly appearing from the silver full moon, Come into the world.
"We will dedicate the faith and offerings of the whole world, and pray for miracles from the gods to help us remove the long river of ashes and decay above the sky, and slow down the decline and destruction of the world where we live." At this time lingchenks.com Zhang Si
"It turned out to be a great wishing technique"
An illusory voice slowly sounded in the hearts of all the great monks.
The holy figure wearing the crown leaned slightly, watching the group of great monks kneeling on the ground below, with a little interest in his eyes.
But only for a short moment, the figure looked away, no longer falling on the big monks, but looked up at the dome above the altar.
It seems that to it, these great monks of the Frost Clan are just insignificant ants, and the vast world outside is the existence that can really attract its attention.
The white-haired old woman tried her best to calm down her voice, and repeated what she just said.
That noble and holy being was still looking up at the dome, his eyes seemed to have penetrated through the barriers and saw everything outside.
As time passed, the white-haired old woman was already sweating on her forehead, her body began to tremble involuntarily, and she kept lying low, almost lying on the cold and hard ground.
"Not enough."
At this moment, the illusory voice sounded again, causing all the great practitioners to lose their minds at the same time.
Not enough?
What does not enough mean?
The white-haired old woman took a deep breath and said tremblingly, "God of the Moon Moon, we will offer the faith and offerings of the whole world"
Swish! !
A ray of moonlight like water flowed down from the depths of the silver disc and fell on the white-haired old woman.
She froze suddenly, her eyes fell on her hands that were pressed on the ground, and she was shocked to see that the wrinkled skin was becoming smooth, moist, tender and delicate, and even the rickety and weak body was injected with vitality and recovered. She became slender and slim, as if she had returned to her youthful and girly age who did not know how many years ago.
What is even more astonishing is that under the reflection of this watery moonlight, even the irreparable injuries in her body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even broke through the bottleneck that seemed to be impossible to break through forever, and came to the A new realm stronger than the previous heyday.
It's not just her alone, there are extremely low-pitched sounds all around at the same time.? Exclamation.
One after another, the aura of breakthroughs in the realm of cultivation spread and intertwined in the space in front of the altar. If there was not the existence of the moonlight like water, the entire altar and the hall would be destroyed in an instant.
After a few breaths, when a group of great practitioners have gained a firm foothold in the new realm they just broke through, they can control the surging power in their bodies.
The holy silver moonlight disappeared without a sound.
Together with the bright full moon floating above the altar, and the illusory figure inside the full moon, they all disappeared at the same time.
Under the altar, the long-haired girl who still maintains a worship posture, her eyes are full of incredible colors. 强牺 lingchenks.com 读牺
Kneeling there blankly, he didn't move for a long time.
After a long time, she suddenly let out a faint sigh.
Instead of the shock and joy when he just recovered from his injuries and improved his realm, his face turned into an expression of despair and helplessness.
She could already faintly feel that the two words spoken by that ethereal voice represented a mysterious meaning.
It is also possible to guess why everyone who participated in the prayer will have an improvement in their cultivation.
Not enough.
Is it not enough?
Can't even the whole world's offerings and beliefs allow the more powerful true god to come down and fight the gray river of defeat that traverses the sky? Make Big z.com Make Xiao
Therefore, they sacrificed countless true spirits and souls of the Frost Clan creatures, and all they got in the end was this result.
Perhaps because of the mysterious ancient scroll's great prayer technique, the summoned Luna Moon God did not take advantage of them too much. After removing the consumption of the coming of will, he turned the sacrifice into The improvement of their strength helped them break through the shackles of the Frost Clan monks in this world, and allowed them to reach a new realm that they could not even imagine before
However, even if their cultivation level is further improved, it is absolutely impossible to reach the height of the wood god, or even the moon god, or even touch the toes of the two true gods.
Then, in front of this long river of ashes and defeat that brought the catastrophe of Dharma to the whole world, the mighty Wood God has been swallowed up and disappeared, and even the Lunar Moon God, who is better than His Highness the Wood God, left without a fight. No matter how strong you become, you can't stop the coming of the catastrophe of the Dharma, you can only watch the whole world step by step into the abyss of extinction
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