The sword in the white-robed demon's hand couldn't help but stagnate.
Didn't cut it off.
The sound just now reached his ears clearly.
He heard clearly.
Not only did he hear it clearly.
Everyone else can hear it clearly, too.
At this moment, many people were already looking up at the sky, wondering where the sound came from. But most people were still immersed in cheers.
Some people didn't pay attention.
There are also people who think it is other noises.
There are also people because the cheers around them are too loud.
They didn't hear it at all.
Unlike the others, the white-robed demon was calm enough and concentrated enough to actually hear the sound.
The white-robed demon stared at Zhao Xiaole carefully.
Seeing that he had no intention of running away.
Then he slowly raised his eyes and looked up at the sky in confusion.
Snap! Snap!
Dark clouds cover the sky.
Only the autumn rain keeps dripping.
Nothing.
Why is there any noise?
Is it thunder?
But something is not quite right.
The sound of thunder was a rumbling sound. The sound just now was very clear and crisp, with a little aftertaste, more like the sound of metal.
The white-robed demon searched around but couldn't find the source of the sound.
There are many people like him.
Unable to find the source of the sound in the sky, they attributed it to thunder and left it alone.
Emperor Jingyang frowned and looked at it. He didn't want something to happen to the perfect blessing ceremony.
After getting nothing, he looked back.
I happened to see Lord Xuanshui, also looking up with his face raised.
Emperor Jingyang chuckled lightly, "Senior brother, hurry up and proceed to the next step. Once it's done, we can go back quickly."
Go back to the queen's bed.
Who wants to stand in the autumn rain and keep freezing?
Besides, it's winter weather now.
Emperor Jingyang was still barefoot.
It's so cold that it feels uncomfortable!
Divine Lord Xuanshui withdrew his gaze, nodded and said, "Okay, let's complete the final ceremony."
Not long after, Taoist boys rushed to the altar carrying rainwater with lotus leaves and poured the collected rainwater into the cauldron.
The number of people is very large.
An endless stream.
Each of them doesn't collect much rainwater.
But once there are more people, the collected rainwater will be almost half a square tripod, and when everyone has finished pouring the water.
The cauldron in front of Emperor Jingyang was already full of rainwater.
The rain softened the black ash after the talisman sword was burned, and it still looked clear.
From time to time, raindrops would fall in.
Divine Monarch Xuanshui gathered up his Taoist robe and motioned to Emperor Jingyang: "Your Majesty, please."
Emperor Jingyang nodded, picked up a wicker stick, dipped it in rainwater, and sprinkled it on the Taoist priests around him.
This is the last part of the blessing ceremony.
Emperor Jingyang shared blessings with the world to strengthen the concept of the divine right of kings.
For the Taoist priests, the ceremony is over.
The white-robed demon looked at the sky.
I always have some concerns in my heart.
It was as if there were a pair of eyes always staring at him.
He sensed danger.
A danger that comes from instinct and makes his hair stand on end.
Especially just now, when he was about to draw his sword, that feeling became even clearer.
It was also at that moment.
He instinctively chose to stop.
He doesn't know what he is afraid of?
There was obviously nothing in the sky.
After that, nothing happened.
Could it be...that it was really thunder?
"Well, what I said is right? God's will is changing. If he doesn't let you kill me, he won't let you kill him."
"If you kill him, you will be violating God's will."
"Think about it, it's impossible for a believer like you who serves God with integrity to do something like this."
Zhao Xiaole sat there with his back and explained to the white-robed demon with a stern tone.
The white-robed demon looked suspicious.
He stared at Zhao Xiaole for a moment.
He called the Taoist priest beside him and gave a few instructions in a low voice.
The Taoist priest took a deep look at Zhao Xiaole, nodded, and turned to leave.
As soon as he left.
Zhao Xiaole seemed to have eyes on his back and said, "There's no need to check. How could I use something like Fantasy Heart Grass?"
"I can tell you responsibly that that is not an illusion, but a real will of God."
The demon in white robe naturally didn't believe it.
After staring at Zhao Xiaole for a while, he thought about killing him with his sword several times.
But every time he moved, that feeling would become more and more obvious.
He doesn't know why?
It can only be attributed to the Magic Heart Grass at work.
Emperor Jingyang was still spreading rainwater, on the stage, off the stage, and everywhere.
When acting, you have to do a complete set.
In Xuan Shui's terms, since you want every inch of Jingyang's territory to be yours, then you have to spread it.
Now, the altar is your world.
Emperor Jingyang was helpless.
Even if you know that you are deceiving others, you are also deceiving yourself, but you still have to get the matter over with.
He obeyed everything honestly.
At this time, a Taoist priest quietly came to the side of Xuanshui Shenjun and whispered a few words. Xuanshui Shenjun immediately looked at Zhao Xiaole.
His eyes were full of suspicion.
After a while, he nodded.
The Taoist priest then left.
The God of Xuanshui withdrew his gaze from Zhao Xiaole, returned to the old god's presence, and looked at Emperor Jingyang indifferently as he shared Fu Rui.
The Taoist priest who rushed to check also returned to his original position.
He shook his head at the white-robed demon.
Seeing this, the white-robed demon looked at Zhao Xiaole and said, "Your Highness, Prince Liang, what exactly did you do just now?"
When Zhao Xiaole heard this, he said with a look of displeasure: "Why does it become God's will when it comes to you, but it becomes a means of manipulation when it comes to me?"
"Damn it, you guys are truly internationally famous!"
The white-robed demon snorted coldly, "Whether you say it or not, you will die today! Do it!"
He signaled to the Taoist priest beside him, and the Taoist priest immediately drew his sword.
After Zhao Xiaole heard this, he chuckled and said, "It's God's will. Whoever draws the sword will die!"
How could the Taoist believe him?
Just when he was about to kill with his sword, another sound came from the sky!
Clang~!
This time, the sound was louder than last time.
The Taoist priest was stunned.
The white-robed god was stunned.
Even Emperor Jingyang, who had sent Furui away, was stunned.
They all raised their heads and looked toward the sky, looking for the source of the sound, but there was nothing.
Many believers and people heard this and looked up.
Those who didn't hear it also looked up after seeing the strange behavior of the people around them.
For a while.
Almost everyone looked up.
But the sky was empty, and there was nothing to see except rain.
Some people are about to interpret it as thunder.
But then, there was another bang in the sky, breaking their train of thought.
Don't wait for them to take a breath.
After another clang, at the same time, a black spot suddenly appeared in the sky, falling with the rain, and headed straight towards the altar.
The black spots are getting bigger and bigger.
When you get close, it is as big as a human head.
With a plop, it fell straight into the cauldron in front of Emperor Jingyang.
The water in the cauldron splashed out and covered Emperor Jingyang. Seeing this, Xuanshui stepped forward to check and took the opportunity to protect Emperor Jingyang.
But he moved slowly.
Emperor Jingyang was too close to the big cauldron, and at the same time, he clearly saw what was inside.
and was shocked by that thing.
I saw that the fallen object soaked in the water for a while, then turned over and floated ferociously.
After Xuan Shui saw it clearly.
I found that thing was a human head.
Coincidentally, he still recognized the head.
Not only did he recognize it, but Emperor Jingyang also recognized it.