Looking at the Huo Ying Feng Nao in front of him, a strange look flashed in the eyes of Chief Barry.
The Fire Infant Phoenix is ​​the creature closest to the divine bird, ranking second only to the Suzaku.
The bloodline in the body is almost the same as that of the Suzaku mythical beast, but the reputation of the Fire Infant Phoenix is ​​not as famous as that of the Suzaku and the Phoenix.
No wonder the surrounding races stood up one after another with shocked expressions on their faces.
Many Rakshasa clan couldn't hold it any longer and wanted to eat the brains of the Fire Infant Phoenix right away.
"Thank you so much, Chief of the Nether Clan!"
Chief Barry thanked him profusely.
Bowls of rare food were brought up from the back of the main hall.
Most of the things put in front of the Nether Clan are all kinds of weird poisonous insects for the Nether Clan to enjoy.
What was placed in front of the Bone Clan was some rare fruit pulp, and the Bone Clan liked to soak their heads in the fruit pulp.
As for the ghosts, there are clouds of mist in front of them. This is the spirit of the dead collected by the Rakshasa tribe, which is most suitable for the ghosts to absorb.
The three major races have different foods.
The Stone Tribe is relatively simple and mainly eats meat.
The hall was filled with all kinds of obscenities, especially after drinking special liquor. Some ghosts transformed into ghost forms and shuttled through the hall.
The Hades also revealed their true nature and made many outrageous actions.
Only the Bone Clan buried their heads in the pulp and sucked greedily.
"Clan leader, it's time to begin!"
The leader of the Rakshasa clan who was in charge of the ceremony walked up to the clan leader and said in his ear.
"let's start!"
A hint of impatience flashed across the faces of the Barry clan members.
He invited the Nether Clan and the Ghost Clan over, and no matter what indecent things they do, they must endure it.
The ten major races have different characteristics, and the rules between the major races are also different.
Waves of strange musical instruments sounded, and the sound was extremely harsh.
A large number of Rakshasa tribe began to dance happily, which was the joy of their Rakshasa tribe.
The Nether Clan and the Ghost Clan returned to where they were and looked quietly at the top of the hall.
Prince Andrew put on a set of black robes, looking like a giant monkey, looking very funny.
The most important thing is that the material of the robe is not human fabric, but is woven from special tree strips.
…
Inside the house!
"The auspicious time has come, take her out."
The old woman standing on both sides of Qing Muling said.
Two Rakshasa women supported Qing Muling and walked toward the main hall.
Qing Muling's cultivation level has been controlled and he can only be at the mercy of others.
With the help of two people, he left the house.
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"Yue Qianchou, how long does it take to reach the Rakshasa clan?"
For a day, they worked non-stop, almost without stopping, and still did not reach the Rakshasa tribe.
"It's quick, it's quick!"
Yue Qianchou was equally anxious. Judging from the time, the wedding banquet had already begun.
"I'll go first, and you guys will follow!"
After Liu Wuxie finished speaking, he used the Wind Riding Technique and disappeared like a bright light.
Except for Jade Rakshasa who could barely keep up, Yue Qianchou and another leader couldn't catch up with Liu Wuxie at all.
In the blink of an eye, Liu Wuxie traveled hundreds of millions of miles and finally saw the Rakshasa tribe.
Using the ghost eyes, the entire Rakshasa tribe can be seen.
When he saw the scene in the main hall, a strong murderous intention swept out.
In the main hall!
Qing Muling was helped out and stood in front of Anlu. The wedding banquet style of the Rakshasa tribe was generally similar to that of the human race.
"Clan Chief Barry, do you think Yama can kill Liu Wuxie?"
Chief Antuo asked in a low voice, lowering his voice.
"It's definitely possible. Liu Wuxie will definitely die."
Chief Barry said swornly.
He is the only remaining member of the Yama clan, and his strength is terrifying.
If he couldn't kill Liu Wuxie even with his attacks, then no one in the entire reincarnation world would be Liu Wuxie's opponent.
"Old ghost, I heard that you sent out the Death-Destroying Ghost King Order, but why did Liu Wuxie escape?"
At this time, the leader of the Nether Clan asked the Ghost Emperor.
Their ghost clan took the lead, and it stands to reason that Liu Wuxie would definitely die.
"You have to ask the Rakshasa tribe about this!"
The Ghost Emperor said with a dissatisfied look.
They could obviously kill Liu Wuxie, but at the last moment it was Qing Muling who risked his life and brought Liu Wuxie's body out, allowing his soul to return to his body.
The members of the Nether Clan and the Bone Clan couldn't help but look at Qing Muling.
Not only did they know what happened that day, the Rakshasa clan also received the news.
This angered the leader of the Bali tribe, who revoked his status as Qingmuling Saint and married off to the Stone Clan.
Liu Wuxie stole the Jialuo Divine Dagger and broke into the Holy Mountain. She committed an unforgivable crime. As a saint, she actually helped the enemy.
This incident had a great impact on the Rakshasa tribe. Among the tribesmen who had previously supported Qingmu Ling, except for Yue Qianchou, no one was willing to stand up and speak for the saint.
"Why don't you kill her? When have our ten major races ever colluded with humans?"
Many Nether clans stood up and suggested killing Qing Muling to vent their hatred.
Among the ten major races, the one who hates Liu Wuxie the most is definitely the Nether Clan. Liu Wuxie accidentally entered the Nether Clan that day and could only leave after finding the Four Colored Sea.
Later, Liu Wuxie successfully found the Si-Se Sea and severely damaged the Nether Clan.
The way of thinking of the ten major races is completely different from that of the human race. They don't care about the Rakshasa race. They can say whatever they want and do whatever they want.
Unlike the human race, you need to consider many aspects when doing things, such as considering the feelings of the owner.
But the Nether Clan didn't care about this and wanted to kill Qingmu Ling in front of the Rakshasa Clan.
"Head of the Nether Clan, please be patient. This Liu Wuxie will definitely die anyway. It doesn't matter whether we kill her or not."
The ghost tribe stood up at this time and signaled the underworld tribe to watch quietly.
Even if Qing Muling is killed, nothing will be changed.
Various sounds of subjugation in the main hall filled Qing Muling's ears.
In the past two days, Qing Muling's tears have dried up, and her former relatives and friends are all trying to attack her.
"Holy Son Anlu, according to the rules of the Stone Clan, there is a dance to be performed on the wedding day. The time is almost up. Let her dance quickly."
After the Bone Tribes finished sucking the pulp, they all raised their heads, and their bones became smoother.
The Stone Clan does have this rule. On the wedding day, the newlyweds must perform an extremely enchanting dance for guests to watch.
"Don't worry, everyone will be delighted today."
To be continued...