No one would have thought that at this time, the Xuanhe River God actually appeared and forcibly interrupted the ongoing Xuanhe Festival!

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

Apart from the Xuanhe River God, who has the ability to forcibly terminate the Xuanhe Festival, and who can suppress the boiling Xuanhe River water?

The immortal cultivator in Xuanzhou has long been kneeling down and worshiping.

Endless power of creatures surged towards Xuan Xi's body.

Her power, which was originally only the true immortal, quickly recovered to the realm of the celestial immortal under these pious wishes and was still improving.

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

Back then, Xuan Xi took action to suppress the ancient immortal tomb and end the Xuanzhou riot.

She transformed into a barrier again and sealed the ancient immortal tomb.

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

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

"You bastards, the Xuanhe River God is dead. She is the water demon born in Xuanhe!!!"

Seeing that the Xuanhe River God became stronger and stronger under the worship of the immortal cultivators in Xuanzhou, Lu Yuanhou was almost crazy.

Take his chance and be irreconcilable!

"Kill her!!!"

Lu Yuanhou roared loudly.

But no one dared to take action.

Neither the Feng Clan nor the immortals of the Lu Clan dared not move.

A strange aura has been formed on the Xuanzhou cultivators, and these auras have joined together and turned into a general trend.

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

This kind of trend will not harm their bodies, but it can destroy their spirits.

Unite as one!

Xuanxi protects Xuanzhou for thousands of years. 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 ideas of the creatures in Xuanzhou here, creating a power to protect the river god.

Xuan Xi died for a thousand years.

A thousand years is not a long time for immortal cultivators. Some of the people who experienced that war a thousand years ago are still alive. They tell the people around them again and again the merits of the Xuanhe River God, praise the Xuanhe River God Ci'en, and pass on her deeds from generation to generation.

More importantly, the Xuanhe Festival that once every hundred years is worshipped by the Xuanhe River God and Xuanzhou creatures, who have never forgotten her.

...

"How could this happen? How could this happen!"

Feng Li and Lu Yuanhou were completely confused.

"Word of the Water Monster, do you want to rebel?"

Feng Li shouted loudly.

"rebel?"

Suddenly, a faint mockery floated out of the Xuan River.

Feng Li saw a boy in black and walked out from behind Xuan Xi.

"You, Qing Han, how could you get together with that witch!"

Feng Li and Lu Yuanhou's faces changed.

Compared with Feng Li, Qing Han is the genuine envoy of the Emperor of Heaven, and his every word and action represents the will of the Emperor of Heaven of Langya.

"The witch?"

Qing Han sneered: "You said that the Xuanhe River God who has transformed into a barrier and protected Xuanzhou for thousands of years is a demon girl? Feng Li, Lu Yuanhou, what is your intention?"

“Bad talk!”

At this time, Feng Li's thinking had returned to clarity.

Feng Li is in Tiandu of Langya. Although he is a playboy, he is more wise than Lu Yuanhou.

"A thousand years ago, after the Xuanhe River God sealed the ancient immortal tomb, it had already fallen. The Xuanhe River God who had fallen for thousands of years was simply impossible to resurrect!"

Feng Li scolded fiercely.

Xuan Xi didn't say anything, her eyes were clear, and she silently looked at the creatures in Xuanzhou on the river bank.

Thousands of years later, the creatures in Xuanzhou did not forget her. The once-in-a-century Xuanhe Festival was also a ritual to truly worship her, and it did not become a task.

This made Xuan Xi feel an inexplicable touch.

"If the Xuanhe River God dies, why would I come here?"

Qing Han sneered: "Who is sure that the river god turned into a barrier when he used himself to seal the entrance of the Xuanhe River that sealed the ancient immortal tomb?"

"Xuanxi receives the order!"

Suddenly, Qing Han held the token of the Emperor of Heaven in his hand and said sternly.

Xuan Xi's body was filled with bowing.

"Today, I have specially appointed you as the God of Xuanhe River to guard Xuanhe and protect the sentient beings in Xuanzhou with the order of Emperor Tian. Are you willing?"

Qing Han's tone was solemn.

At this moment, everyone on the river bank held their breath, and their eyes looked at the figures floating on the Xuan River without blinking.

"Xuanxi received the order."

Xuan Xi opened her mouth lightly and said softly.

Then... the entire Xuanhe River bank became boiling.

The Xuanhe River God was enthroned by the Langya Heavenly Court!

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

Although it was Qing Han's enthronement, holding the token of the Emperor of Heaven in her hand represents the will of the Emperor of Heaven, which is no different from the token of the Emperor of Heaven in her own words.

The heavenly court is naturally qualified to enthrone the gods, and the gods after being enthroned are the righteous gods.

In the current fairy world, there are still many forces capturing the "wild gods", but no one dares to move the cannoned gods. Like the governor of the state, they are all members of the same place and represent the majesty of a heavenly court.

"Let's end this thousand-year-old Xuanhe Festival."

Xuan Xi whispered: "In the future, there will be no Xuanhe sacrifice again... The exit of Xuanhe in the ancient immortal tomb has been completely sealed."

There was another cheer on the banks of Xuanhe River.

...

"Don't be impulsive!"

Feng Li saw that Lu Yuanhou was about to explode, so he hurriedly pulled him.

"It's just an opportunity to improve your cultivation. If you don't want it, don't want it!"

Feng Li said in a voice transmission.

“…”

Lu Yuanhou gritted his teeth and saw Lu Yun above the Xuanhe River.

This time, he lost again!

"Will there be no Xuanhe Festival again in the future?"

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

The people from the Lu clan and the Feng clan were relieved.

The power on the altar has dissipated. When the Lu people climbed to the altar, they had to take action to win the wind.

"Wait!"

Xuan Xi frowned slightly.

"What? What else does Lord River God have to do?"

Hou Lu Yuan asked in a pretentious manner.

"Leave a few people on the altar."

Xuan Xi said.

"Hahahahaha..."

Hou Lu Yuan laughed loudly, "Mr. River God, are you joking? Since the sacrifice has been terminated, why do you still want these sacrifices to be made? These sacrifices were taken out by me, so naturally I have to take them away now."

There was also a hint of disdain on the face of the immortals of the Lu clan.
To be continued...