The divine light reappears.

The Star God did not abandon them.

The Star God is back!!

The tribesmen knelt on the ground and cried bitterly!

The monks standing in front of the altar were very rational. Although the Star God Temple was built, Fu Zhihong ordered those who practiced in the clan to not worship the Star God and not to believe in the Star God as their belief. Only Fu Wulan, who was chosen by the saint, was the one in the clan who had spiritual roots and believed in the Star God.

"This is..."

Fu Zhihong walked to the abyss.

Look down.

But I saw the bottomless part below.

Fragments that are different in size are floating upwards.

There were divine lights lingering around the fragments. After half a stick of incense, a total of 108 pieces floated over the altar, surrounding Fu Fu Lan, who was sitting cross-legged on the altar.

But.

At this moment.

Fu Xulan's body is already a little tilted.

Fall down at any time.

"Wow!!"

"Wow!!"

The saint who had been quietly beside Fu Fu Lan suddenly opened his mouth and cried. After a closer look, it didn't seem like crying, but it seemed like he was chanting a mantra, but he was a little confused.

With the saint's crying.

The originally chaotic star fragments began to slowly arrange in an orderly manner.

Slowly.

Form a ninety-nine-story altar.

"This is what Yu Lan mentioned about the Star God Altar?"

Fu Zhihong was shocked.

He wants to spy on one or two.

However, the spiritual consciousness just touched the starlight fragments and was swallowed up in an instant and could never be taken back.

"What exactly contains the ninety-ninth floor of the Star God Altar?"

A curiosity flashed in Fu Zhihong's eyes.

However.

The brows then frowned tightly.

Although the starlight fragments reorganized the Star God altar, this altar cannot be glued together, but they are just pieced together. At this time, Fu Wulan could no longer hold on and fell on the high altar:

"Wow"

"Wow"

The saint cried twice.

Her body was supported by the stars and suspended above the ninety-ninth-story Star God Altar.

Then.

An incredible scene appeared!

But see.

The saint, the size of a hundred-day baby, suddenly had a generous starlight on her body. All the starlight was like rice mud pouring into the gaps between the Star God altar below, and the Star God altar quickly healed together.

"Buzz!!"

God's light is shining.

The Star God Altar trembled.

Reorganization was successful!

And.

After the starlight of the saint floating above it disappeared, it turned into a scarecrow. The scarecrow fell down lightly and just fell beside Fu Xulan.

Top of the Divine Light Altar.

A star slowly rises.

The stars circled around Fu Xulan who fainted on the ground, and then, with a "whistle" sound, projected on Fu Xulan's eyebrows, and Fu Xulan's body trembled violently:

"Yu Lan!"

Fu Siyuan's face turned pale.

A flash of inspiration under your feet was about to fly to the altar with your sword.

But Fu Zhihong was pulled.

Fu Zhihong's eyes flashed, and he smiled at Fu Siyuan:

"This is your sister's fortune. Many people can't get it in their dreams. In the old days, the saint sacrificed and reorganized the Star God altar. After the altar was reorganized, they chose your sister as the next saint. Now it is the critical moment. Don't go up and interfere!"

Saint?

The new star god's holy girl?!

Fu Siyuan's eyes were only surprised, but not at all.
Chapter completed!