Necropolis Immortal

No one would have thought that at this time, the God of Xuanhe River would appear and forcibly interrupt the ongoing Xuanhe Grand Sacrifice!

Everyone can be sure that the girl in front of her is definitely the God of Xuanhe.

Besides Xuanhe River God, who has the ability to forcibly terminate the Xuanhe Great Sacrifice, and who can suppress the boiling water of Xuanhe River.

The immortal cultivators in Xuanzhou had already knelt down and worshiped.

The endless power of living beings rushed towards Xuanxi's body.

Her original strength, which only remained as a true fairy, quickly recovered to the realm of a celestial fairy under these pious wishes, and she is still improving.

No one is more grateful to Xuanxi than the creatures of Xuanzhou.

Back then, it was Xuanxi who took action to suppress the tomb of the ancient immortals and end the riots in Xuanzhou.

It was she who turned into a barrier again and sealed that ancient fairy tomb.

Over the past thousand years, the frequency of ghost riots in that ancient fairy tomb has also decreased a lot compared to a thousand years ago.

Now, when Xuanhe River God appeared again, the immortal cultivators in Xuanzhou immediately offered their most fanatical wishes and thoughts.

"You bastards, the Xuanhe River God is dead, she is a water demon born in the Xuanhe River!!!"

Seeing that Xuanhe River God became more and more powerful under the worship of Xuanzhou immortal cultivators, Lu Yuanhou almost went crazy.

Seize his chance, life and death!

"Kill her!!!"

Lu Yuanhou roared loudly.

But present, no one dared to make a move.

Neither the Feng Clan nor the Lu Clan's immortal dared to move.

A strange aura has formed on the Xuanzhou immortal cultivators, and these auras combine to form a general trend.

Like a big mountain, it weighs on the hearts of those immortals.

This general trend will not hurt their bodies, but it can destroy their spirits.

Together!

Xuanxi has protected Xuanzhou for thousands of years, and in the hearts of all living beings in Xuanzhou, Xuanxi's status even surpasses that of Emperor Langye.

The moment Xuanxi appeared, he immediately united the minds of the people in Xuanzhou here, creating a power to protect the river god.

Xuan Xi died for 1000 years.

1000 years is not a long time for cultivators. Some people who experienced the great war thousands of years ago are still alive.They told the people around them about the merits of Xuanhe River God time and time again, praised the kindness of Xuanhe River God, and passed down her deeds from generation to generation.

What's more, the Xuanhe Grand Sacrifice held every hundred years is dedicated to the God of Xuanhe, the living beings of Xuanzhou, and she has never been forgotten.

……

"How can this happen, how can this happen!"

Feng Li and Lu Yuanhou were completely confused.

"Worshiping the water demon, do you want to rebel?"

Feng Li scolded loudly.

"rebel?"

Suddenly, a faint taunt floated out from Xuanhe.

Feng Li then saw a young man in black walking out from behind Xuan Xi.

"You, Qinghan, why did you get together with that witch!"

Feng Li and Lu Yuanhou's expressions changed.

Compared with Feng Li, Qing Han is the genuine special envoy of the Heavenly Emperor, and every word and deed represents the will of the Heavenly Emperor Langye.

"Witch?"

Qing Han sneered and said, "You said that the Xuanhe River God, who used her body as a barrier to protect Xuanzhou for thousands of years, is a witch? Feng Li, Marquis Lu Yuan, what is the intention of the two of you?"

"Bullshit!"

At this time, Feng Li's thinking has recovered clarity.

Although Feng Li is a playboy in Langye Tiandu, he is more intelligent than Lu Yuanhou.

"Thousands of years ago, after the Xuanhe River God sealed the ancient fairy tomb, he fell. It is impossible for the Xuanhe River God who has fallen for thousands of years to come back to life!"

Feng Li scolded sharply.

Xuan Xi didn't speak, her eyes were clear, silently looking at the creatures in Xuanzhou on the river bank.

Thousands of years later, the creatures in Xuanzhou have not forgotten her, and the once-in-a-hundred-year Xuanhe Grand Sacrifice is also a real ritual to worship her, and it has not become a task.

This made Xuanxi feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

"If Xuanhe River God is dead, then why am I here?"

Qing Han sneered and said, "Back then, the River God used himself as a barrier to seal the entrance of the Xuanhe River in the tomb of the ancient fairy. Who is sure that she is really dead?"

"Xuanxi accepts the order!"

Suddenly, Qing Han took the token of the Emperor of Heaven in his hand and said sharply.

Xuanxi's body prostrated gracefully.

"Today, by the order of the Emperor of Heaven, I specially enshrine you as the god of the Xuanhe River, to guard the Xuanhe River and protect all living beings in Xuanzhou. Are you willing?"

Qing Han's tone was solemn.

At this moment, on the river bank, everyone held their breath, their eyes, unblinking, looked at the few figures floating on the Xuan River.

"Xuan Xi leads the decree."

Xuan Xitan opened his mouth lightly and said softly.

Then... the entire bank of the Xuan River boiled.

Xuanhe River God, was conferred by Langye Heavenly Court!

This is even more certain that the girl in front of him is the God of Xuanhe.

Although it was canonized by Qing Han, but she holds the token of the Emperor of Heaven, which represents the will of the Emperor of Heaven, and it is no different from the canonization of the Emperor of Heaven himself.

Heavenly Court is naturally qualified to canonize the gods, and the gods who are canonized are righteous gods.

In the current Immortal World, there are still many forces hunting for 'wild gods', but no one dares to touch the canonized Righteous God. Just like the State Shepherd, the Righteous God is a member of a party, representing the majesty of a heaven.

"Let's end the millennium Xuanhe Festival."

Xuan Xi said softly: "In the future, there will be no more Xuanhe sacrifices... The exit of Xuanhe from the ancient fairy tomb has been completely sealed."

On the banks of the Xuan River, there was another round of cheers.

……

"Do not impulse!"

Seeing that Lu Yuanhou was about to explode, Feng Li hurriedly pulled him back.

"It's just a chance to improve your cultivation, if you don't want it, then don't want it!"

Feng Li said through sound transmission.

"..."

Lu Yuanhou gritted his teeth, he had already seen Lu Yun above the Xuanhe River.

This time, he lost again!

"Will there be no more Xuanhe Festivals in the future?"

Suddenly, Lu Yuanhou laughed, and he said, "In that case, then bring the sacrifice and let's go."

The people of Lu Clan and Feng Clan breathed a sigh of relief.

The power above the altar has dissipated, and the people of the Lu tribe boarded the altar, and they were about to grab the wind.

"Wait!"

Xuan Xi frowned slightly.

"What? What else is there for the Lord River God?"

Lu Yuanhou asked pretending to be puzzled.

"Leave a few people on the altar."

Xuan Xi said.

"Ha, ha ha ha ha..."

Lu Yuanhou laughed loudly, "Lord River God, are you joking? Now that the sacrifice has ended, why do you still need these sacrifices? These sacrifices were all brought out by me, so I naturally have to take them away now." gone."

There was also a look of disdain on the faces of the immortals of the Lu clan.

They all came from Langye Tiandu with Lu Yuanhou's fifth uncle. The immortal cultivators and immortals of Xuanzhou respected the river god of Xuanhe, but they didn't take this river god seriously.

Just a fairy.

The Lu Clan has captured such gods.

If the cultivators in Xuanzhou hadn't had a weird tendency to prevent them from harming the God of Xuanhe, these immortals would have killed Xuanxi's god long before Xuanxi was canonized.

"Lu Yuanhou, we meet again."

At this time, Lu Yun walked on the waves and landed on the bank of Xuanhe River.

Moyi and Diexi followed closely behind.

"I don't know Xuanzhou Mu, what can I teach you?"

Lu Yuanhou looked at Lu Yun with murderous intent looming in his eyes.

"You trouble me again and again, but I didn't have time to talk to you the first few times. This time, you can die in peace."

Lu Yun sneered.

"Just because of you, you want to kill me too?"

Lu Yuanhou sneered.

This time, his fifth uncle brought many powerful immortals from the Lu clan. Although Jinxian dared not set foot in Xuanzhou, more than a dozen Shangxians came.

Now, beside Lu Yuanhou, there are seven celestial beings.

If it wasn't for Lu Yuanhou's fifth uncle not allowing him to kill Lu Yun, these immortals would have already rushed up and captured Lu Yun.

"Roar."

There was a low growl.

Before the smile on Lu Yuanhou's face dissipated, he was horrified to find that the immortals around him died one after another.

Their deaths were extremely miserable, as if they had been swallowed by something, and both their souls and their bodies were shriveled.

Then, he saw a skinless humanoid monster appearing in front of him, strangling him by the throat.

"stop!"

After Feng Li saw the blood-red monster appear, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted, "You can't kill him..."

Click!

Before Feng Li could finish speaking, the blood corpse had already twisted Lu Yuanhou's neck and devoured his primordial spirit.

Soul fly away!

Langye Tiandu, Lu Yuanhou, an outstanding genius of the Lu tribe, died.

"Xuanzhou is my territory."

The blood corpse dispersed and returned to the gate of hell.

Lu Yun's voice was low, "During the time I was Xuanzhou Mu, I had to follow my rules."

"Also, whoever dares to touch me, no matter who it is, die!"

Li Youcai on the side shivered suddenly.

These words are more like speaking to him.