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Chapter 1169 Whose blood, whose god

Chapter 1169 Whose blood, who’s god (Page 1/1)

"The ritual of the gods, the second step: the holy objects and immortals."

When Ji Jue and Feng Xingying reached the highest point, the ritual officer sang loudly again.

The loud voice, with its thick spiritual power, was clearly transmitted into everyone's ears.

"The holy object of Canglong Mountain, Canglong Spear. Please show the sage of the Son of God."

As a golden spear was sent to Ji Jue, Ji Jue held Feng Xingying's hand and naturally drew a blood mark at the muzzle.

Of course, outsiders see their deep love between husband and wife. Even if they verify their bloodline, Ji Jue will not let go of Feng Xingying's hand.

Because Ji Jue's hands were bleeding, Feng Xingying was rubbing a little bit without his palm.

Ji Jue used the method of showing the saints to be revealed in the same way as Feng Xingying used the Xihuang Sword to see blood at the same time.

Ji Jue's movements are natural and smooth, and there is no doubt at all.

We are looking forward to it, just waiting for the bloody dragon spear to undergo some changes.

Everyone held their breath, and no one dared to make noise, for fear of quarreling and showing the gods.

Time passes by little by little, and the quiet and terrifying crowd will inevitably feel suspicious.

"Everyone is calm, the ancient gods have three opportunities to experiment. The holy objects have not appeared for thousands of years. Please ask Mr. Ji Jue to try again." The official ritual said.

The ritual officials are all borne by the core children of the Ji family, and of course they are helping Ji Juehua.

Ji Jue nodded, looking a little embarrassed. He saw Feng Xingying showing his saint with blood that day, and there was only a little blood. Why didn’t he be here?

Is it because of the blood?

Ji Jue could only be cruel and used his spear to grab the sharp blade and cut a long mouth from his right arm.

Of course, Feng Xingying, who was held by him on his right hand, was accidentally injured, and the spear also slashed through Feng Xingying's arm at the same time, leaving a deep bloody mouth.

Expect, silence.

"Haha." The sudden laughter broke the silence of the space.

Everyone looked in the direction of laughter.

The person who laughed was Feng Xingying?

Ji Jue's heartbeat increased for half a beat. He thought it was so good. Xingying, you finally woke up, but his heart skipped a beat again, thinking that something was wrong.

"Is it true that you will kill me to get blood if you don't show up this time?" Feng Xingying spoke sarcastically.

"Star Shadow, stop making trouble." Ji Jue was thinking something, but was stunned by the strange phenomenon in front of him.

I saw a fiery red phoenix bird spread its wings and flew high, growing bigger and more realistically in the air, just like a phoenix bird invited from the sky.

Some people even saw the expression on the phoenix bird's face clearly, with a hint of seriousness and sadness, which was actually 70% or 80% similar to Feng Xingying.

The phoenix bird's body is even more terrifying. One of its wings can cover the entire sky.

Fortunately, this is just an illusion, not a real phoenix bird.

But people still knelt on the ground excitedly and shouted:

"Divine Phoenix!"

"Divine Phoenix!"

"Divine Phoenix!"

"Divine blessing Yun Xi!"

At this time, Feng Xingying was holding the Xihuang sword in his hand and spoke solemnly: "Feng Xingying, a descendant of Ye Wahuang, the Divine Phoenix Clan, and a branch of Xihuang. The sword is called Lihuang, and the sacred object of the Phoenix Clan."

Feng Xingying's voice is not loud, very calm, but it can echo over the entire Kowloon City.

Everyone was no longer Ji Jue’s kneeling and looking at him, but Feng Xingying, who suddenly opened his bloodline.

Feng Xingying revealed his identity in such a simple and crude way.

What she regrets most now is that she once had too many concerns and dared not reveal her identity. If she had abandoned everything earlier and probably took the risks brought by her identity, perhaps Qin Molin would not have... ·k·s·b·
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