In his previous life, Mo Lingxuan stomped his feet, and all the gods and demons and immortals were about to tremble.

In this life, even if the emperor's soul is reborn, it is still the great emperor, a statue of a god. I am afraid that he will not dare to bear that wisp of imperial power!

"Who is this person? Don't you know that today is the day when the martial arts awaken, and everyone has to accept the power of the gods given by the gods? Not only does it not kneel down, but it also dares to look directly at the gods in our world so directly. Is this trying to anger the gods?"

"If you anger the gods and do not have the power given by God, this kid will be the culprit!"

At this time, many warriors kneeling under the altar cast angry eyes at Mo Lingxuan, and cold voices sounded. In their opinion, Mo Lingxuan's move was deliberately causing trouble for the ceremony.

"Ignorance."

Hearing this, Mo Lingxuan also glanced at the countless people kneeling on the ground and revealed a quiet voice: "The so-called power given by the gods is actually nothing, which is just your psychological comfort. In fact, the gods do not know the existence of your sacrificial ritual."

What he said is indeed true, because he was the Emperor of the Gods before.

In every small world, there are actually corresponding guardian gods, and so many places that believe in gods? Does this god have to lower the power given by God when he holds a worship ceremony in every place?

In this case, wouldn’t this god not have to practice? He is busy giving power to the small world he guards every day? It is undoubtedly a joke.

"Rareless, shut up for this elder!"

As soon as Mo Lingxuan finished speaking, the headed elder of the Divine Pavilion on the altar snorted coldly, and said to Mo Lingxuan with an angry expression: "The Taoist power established by my Divine Pavilion for the gods, and the sacrificial ritual of awakening the martial arts vein are also a practice passed down for thousands of years. Do you think you know more than this elder?"

This old man, named Lu Bowen, is one of the most senior elders of the Northern Region Divine Pavilion. He has the cultivation level of the late stage of the Zifu Realm and has lived for more than 200 years.

Today, he was so angry that Mo Lingxuan was ignorant that he was ignorant. A young boy who was not dry not only did not kneel down to the gods, but also dared to be so arrogant and questioned the ceremony of their rituals that had been passed down for thousands of years in the Divine Pavilion?

"This idiot dares to question Elder Lu of the God Pavilion. If you disrupt the ritual, the God Pavilion will definitely not let this kid go."

"I don't know where the boy came from. If we delay our acceptance of God's gift, he will be good-looking afterwards."

Everyone present sarcastically mocked Mo Lingxuan and looked at him gloatingly.

"I know more than you."

However, Mo Lingxuan was too lazy to pay attention to it. He saw that his eyes looked at Elder Lu without fear and said lightly: "If I guess correctly, the gods in Canglan Realm are just ordinary first-level true immortals. The power of the gods of this level can be reduced by a divine gift. Even if there is one, they will only descend on the master vein of the Divine Pavilion, which is much stronger than you."

"Moreover, logically speaking, there should be a god statue in front of this god statue, and that god statue should be the image of Empress Zixi. However, the level of the Northern Region God Pavilion is too low and it is not qualified to worship the image of Empress, so there is only one god."

"If you don't believe what I said, you can look through the Shen Pavilion file in your hand."

Mo Lingxuan knew very well that if the Emperor Zixi was dominating the world, if the heavens and all worlds were to be worshipped, Zixi should be the leader.

If the Northern Region God Pavilion does not have it, it can only prove that the level is too low and it is not qualified at all...

"You...you..."

The powerful people from the God Pavilion headed by Elder Lu were all speechless by Mo Lingxuan's words and didn't know how to reply.

They stared at Mo Lingxuan with a burning feeling on their faces.

Just now, Elder Lu was still condescendingly sarcastically mocking Mo Lingxuan for knowing more than him. The next moment, he was speechless by excuses.

Every word Mo Lingxuan said was correct. And the information about the gods in Canglan Realm is recorded only in the Shen Pavilion file. How could this boy with unknown origin know?

The many warriors in the other northern regions were also extremely shocked.

At their level, although they don’t understand what the ‘first-level true immortal’ and ‘Empress Zixi’ exist in Mo Lingxuan’s words, when they see the expressions of Elder Lu and his group, they know that this kid is really right!

"You're right." Elder Lu's face turned pale and he felt extremely unhappy. This kid actually slapped him in the face like this in front of everyone.

"But even so, do you know that you not only offended the gods, but also offended my God Pavilion. What crime should you... be punished?" After a moment, Elder Lu said again.

He decided that Mo Lingxuan made him so embarrassed that it would not be so easy to give up if he didn't get the place back.

"What crime should I be guilty?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Lingxuan couldn't help but sneer. The elder of the God Pavilion was also funny. He made himself embarrassed and his expression was unpredictable. He would even ask him for guilt?

"It's ridiculous. When I stepped into the God Pavilion, you scolded me to kneel down without asking the reason. I didn't know that I was just coming to the God Pavilion to make a deal, not awakening my martial arts and accepting God's gifts."

"After this, you asked me if I understand, I told the truth. Now, I threatened to blame me? As a transcendent force, isn't it so arrogant and domineering?"

Mo Lingxuan made a statement indifferently, and every word was written by the pearls, which made Elder Lu and others change their faces. Thinking about it this way, it seemed that it was really his own reason.

"Since that's the case, the elders of the God Pavilion will not pursue the rituals, but you must atone for offending the gods. Now, if you kneel down to the statue of God, the God Pavilion can do nothing."

Elder Lu's tone was slightly calmer, but he still wanted to regain his face in a different form.

Mo Lingxuan glanced at Elder Lu and others, shook his head and said, "I can't kneel."

"If you don't kneel down, don't blame me for being polite to the God Pavilion."

Elder Lu snorted coldly. He had already made concessions, but this kid still won't give him a way out?

"Okay, then you guys can open your eyes and see."

Mo Lingxuan said helplessly, he decided to take a step back as well.

With his current strength in the Purple Palace Realm, he is indeed not suitable to make enemies with transcendent beings like the Divine Pavilion, even if it is just a branch.

Although he is proud, he is not conceited.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Lingxuan bowed slightly to the statue, and it was only a very small amplitude.

He didn't kneel down, and it was impossible for him to kneel down.

Elder Lu and other powerful people in the God Pavilion were about to attack, but the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he swallowed the words on his mouth.

“Buzz…”

Because, at this moment, a grand sound that seemed to come from ancient times sounded between the world, and a mysterious and mysterious force descended on the sky.

The originally dim and godless statue suddenly emitted a thousand golden light, gradually forming a phantom of a man who looked down on the world and looked down on the people.

"This is...a miracle!"

"Oh my God... God is obviously holy. I can actually see God is obviously holy in my lifetime!"

A series of screams resounded throughout Jiangyun Province. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, everyone could see the majestic figure above the sky.

Thousands of people made pilgrimage to the phantom of the god in the sky, because this is a real miracle!

But a moment later, a strange scene happened.

Under the gaze of millions of people in Jiangyun Province, the phantom of the despicable god suddenly put his hand on his chest and made an act that shocked everyone in the world.

And that action.

It's a tribute!

God, perform the ritual of the hand-compilation!

At this moment, countless people's hearts trembled wildly, and the elders in the inner palace of the Divine Pavilion were also scared and their faces were pale.

They looked in the direction of the god's salute, and that direction...
Chapter completed!