"The second step in the ceremony of canonization: the holy things and spirits."

When Ji Jue and Feng Xingying got to the top, the official of rites sang loudly again.

Loud and clear voice, with a strong spiritual power, clearly into everyone's ears.

"The sacred thing of Canglong mountain, Canglong spear. Let the son of God be sanctified. "

With a long golden gun sent to Ji Jue, Ji Jue holding Feng Xingying's hand, naturally in the muzzle of the gun, draw a bloodstain.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, they are deeply attached to each other. Even if their blood is verified, Ji would never relax Kaifeng Xingying's hand.

Because Ji Jue's hand is full of blood, and Feng Xingying's palm is accidentally rubbed a little.

Ji Jue used the same method of showing saints as he used Xihuang sword to see blood at the same time on the day of fengxingying.

Ji Jue's movement is natural and fluent, which will not be doubted at all.

People are waiting for the Dragon spear to change.

Everyone held their breath. No one dared to make a loud noise for fear that the gods would show up.

Time, bit by bit past, quiet and terrible crowd, it is inevitable to have doubts.

"Don't be impatient. The ancient Dharma Protoss has three opportunities to experiment. It has not been revealed for thousands of years. Please try again. " The official made a voice.

Li officials are the core children of Ji's family. Of course, they help Ji Jue speak.

Ji Jue nodded, looking a little embarrassed. At that time, he sealed the star shadow with blood to show his holiness. There was only a little blood. How could he not get here?

Is there less blood?

Ji can only be cruel, with a long gun to grab the sharp edge from his right arm hard to draw a long.

Of course, Feng Xingying, who was held by him on his right hand, was also injured by mistake. At the same time, the long gun passed Feng Xingying's arm and left a deep blood hole.

Expectation, silence.

"Ha ha." The sudden laughter broke the silence of the space.

Everyone looked in the direction of laughter.

The one who laughs is Feng Xingying?

Ji Jue's heart beat faster for half a beat. He wanted to say that it was so good. You finally woke up, but he felt that something was wrong.

"If you don't develop this time, you will kill me to get blood?" Feng Xingying made a sarcastic sound.

"Xingying, stop it." Ji Jue wanted to say something else, but she was shocked by the vision in front of her.

With Feng Xingying as the center, a fiery red phoenix flies high. It grows bigger and more real in the air, just like a phoenix invited from the sky.

Some people even saw the expression on the Phoenix's face. With a trace of seriousness and sadness, it was quite similar to Feng Xingying.

The size of this phoenix is so big that people fear it. One of its wings can cover the whole sky.

Fortunately, it's just an illusion, not a real Phoenix.

But people still fell to their knees excitedly and exhaled:

"shenhuang!"

"Shenhuang!"

"Shenhuang!"

"God bless Yunxi!"

At this time, Feng Xingying was holding Xihuang sword in his hand and uttered a solemn voice: "Feng Xingying, the descendant of Ye wa Huang of shenhuang family, Xihuang branch. The name of the sword is Li Huang, a sacred object of the Huang people. "

Feng Xingying's voice is not big and quiet, but it can reverberate over the whole Kowloon City.

All people kneel to look up to, is no longer Ji Jue, but suddenly opened the blood of Feng Xingying.

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

What she regrets most now is that she once worried too much and did not dare to reveal her identity. If she had given up all her estimation earlier to take the risk brought by her identity, maybe Qin Molin would not

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