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The leaders and elders of other aristocratic families were accustomed to this scene. After hearing the words of the ancestor of the Long family, they each waved to the disciples behind them, and one of them walked out of the crowd holding a palm-sized jade bottle. Quickly go to Wanling Platform.
At the same time, the Long Family Ancestor's body surface flashed with golden light. In a flash, he entered directly into the light shield covering the Wanling Platform. Then, at a low altitude, he made a one-handed seal and shot out a golden light downwards.
The golden light flashed away and disappeared into the bluestone ground below.
The next moment, a low roar came from the Wanling Tower, and a simple blue stone basin appeared near the white magic circle.
This basin is long and flat, about ten feet long. There are strange light black patterns imprinted on the surface around it, which seems to be extremely old.
At this time, the children of the aristocratic families who walked out walked to the stone basin one by one, took away the caps of the jade bottles in their hands, turned the mouth of the bottle over, and poured it downwards.
Streams of liquids of different colors rolled out of the bottle. Some had a strange smell, some had a strange fragrance, and some were colorless and odorless, as if they were pure water.
After dozens of different liquids were poured into the basin, they all agglomerated together without any intention of merging.
The ancestor of the Long family turned a blind eye to all this. He just looked at the increasingly dazzling light in the magic circle, and then looked up at the astonishing purple gold net high in the sky. His face was expressionless and he did not make any move in the air.
Outside the Ten Thousand Spirits Platform, all the combined monks stood up and looked in the direction of the magic circle, their expressions also became solemn.
There was a loud "boom"!
The runes of various colors pouring out of the huge magic circle suddenly condensed together and transformed into a huge light ball with a diameter of several feet, slowly rotating in the sky above the magic circle.
But after just a few turns, the ball of light exploded with a muffled sound, and a monster with eight heads appeared inside.
The body of a lion and the head of a dragon are blurry and abnormal, as if it is just a shadow, and the aura is just an ordinary existence in the early stage of void refining. But as eight different heads swayed left and right, sixteen gloomy gazes swept across the Wanling Platform, causing everyone who was looked at to shiver, as if a strange cold had swept across their bodies.
Fortunately, the next moment, the ancestor of the Long family in the air arched his hands and said slowly:
"We sincerely welcome Lord Wanling to come again. Please enjoy the true blood sacrifices offered by the fifty-one true spirit families of our human race."
The monster called Wan Ling raised its head and looked at the ancestor of the Long family in the air. Without saying a word, it moved its body and flew out of the magic circle lightly, arriving at the sky above the stone basin.
The eight heads opened their mouths wide, and the liquid in the basin turned into eight liquid columns that flew up and entered the beast's mouth.
Within a moment, the sacrifice in the basin was sucked up by the monster. Then a layer of strange light appeared on the surface of the beast, and the originally fuzzy body suddenly became clear and solid.
"Then the monster glanced at the monks outside the stone platform, and then let out a huge roar with eight songs in unison.
An astonishing aura emanates from this beast, climbing wildly from the early stage of void refining to the middle stage, and then to the later stage
In an instant, the aura of this beast reached the peak level of the late integration stage. No, it seems to be half a step above this level, as if half a foot has already stepped into the Mahayana realm.
Han Li's originally calm face could not help but condense his eyes after feeling the violent aura emanating from the Ten Thousand Spirits Platform. .
Fortunately, after reaching this level, it seemed to be the limit that this beast could improve, and the huge aura finally stabilized.
But what the eight-headed monster did next made many monks from aristocratic families almost lose their voices in fear.
The eight heads of this beast suddenly lifted up into the sky at the same time. As soon as the stinging sound was heard, a blue lightning as thick as the mouth of a bowl erupted from each head. In a flash, it struck the head high in the sky. On the purple and gold power grid.
Even some beings in the Fusion stage couldn't help but change their expressions when they saw this situation.
On the contrary, although the ancestor of the Long family was very close to the eight monsters, the muscles on his face twitched, but he could still keep his expression unchanged.
Several earth-shaking loud noises!
Purple and green electric arcs intertwined in the air and turned into balls of electric light the size of wheels, exploding in the air.
But after a while, the electric light subsided, the purple-gold giant net shook slightly, and then calmed down as if nothing had happened, and the silk did not appear to be damaged.
The eight monsters saw thisbsp; "According to ancient teachings, at the ceremony, each family has the opportunity to challenge other upper-level families, and the requirement to accept the challenge from the lower-level families. Each of them can be done once. But challengers cannot challenge families that are more than five members of their own family. Challenge, if several families challenge the same family, the one with the highest ranking will be qualified to challenge. Of course, according to the usual practice, the rankings among the five major families such as ours are completely invalid at this time. We need to re-rank the wheel battle before other families can start. Challenge. Fairy Lin, Fellow Daoist Lin, please come up and draw lots to decide the opponent for the first round."
"Hey, what's the point of drawing lots? Anyway, when I met your Long family, Lin thought he was no match, so he must have given up on his own initiative. However, I have learned a few magical powers, and if I meet Ye Xianzi, I won't ask for advice. Come on." A lazy male voice came from the last of the five true spirit families, which was composed entirely of male cultivators.
The person who spoke was a man with loose hair wearing a dark green robe and a strange silver ring on his head. His appearance was as delicate as that of a woman. (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com