Above the three cities of the sacred mountain, the sky is filled with endless waves.
The roaring sound of the vortex, accompanied by the scattered lightning, formed a strange phenomenon in the sky and the earth.
This sound echoed in all directions, shaking the minds of all cultivators here.
Especially the fluctuations in the bloodline became more intense at this moment with the explosion of thunder.
All the monks from Yanyue's tribe had their energy and blood boiling, and their expressions changed instantly.
As for those affiliated ethnic groups, although they did not feel the influence of blood, they all felt surprised and suspicious when they saw the aura fluctuations of Yanyue's monks.
And on the sky curtain, not only Tian Mozi was bowing down to worship, but the mortal twins on the side also lowered their heads to worship. Even more so, as the figures in the vortex came closer, most of the participants in the second session lowered their heads instinctively.
The same is true for Tuo Shishan and other geniuses.
Even Yan Xuanzi's expression changed and he looked towards the whirlpool.
As for Erniu... Seeing the situation around him, he sighed in his heart, feeling a little sour and a little unbelievable at the same time.
This scene also shocked the cultivators in the three cities, and they immediately understood that what these participants in the sky were waiting for after they came out were the people walking in the vortex, so they all stared at them.
Under the spotlight, the rotation of the vortex seemed to slow down, and the figures inside became increasingly clear as they stepped forward.
The gray mist also rolled like a sea, rippled into nothingness, and spread across the heaven and earth.
The ancient meaning contained in it set off strong winds, causing the color of the world to change. Moreover, due to the pull of blood from all directions, waves of roaring sounds like gods came out from the gray mist.
Nine songs of Jiuli, looming and looming, transformed around this figure, staring at the earth through the mist.
On the earth, all the cultivators of Yanyue's clan have stronger bloodline fluctuations at this moment. No matter what their cultivation level, as long as they are cultivators of their own clan, they cannot control this pull from the depths of the bloodline.
There were Yanyue experts from the older generation inside. In the midst of this mental turmoil, they were all stunned when they saw the appearance of the nine heads. Then they were shocked in their hearts and instinctively showed expressions of disbelief.
"That's..."
"this……"
Among the ethnic groups affiliated with Yanyue, there were also people whose expressions changed after seeing the nine heads in the mist. While countless speculations arose, an answer they couldn't believe came into their minds.
Without waiting for the answer to be confirmed by each of them, the whirlpool roared again, and the mist inside suddenly spread outwards, covering all directions. The nine songs inside also rushed out of the whirlpool in an instant and appeared between heaven and earth.
Qiu Niu, Ya Zhi, Chao Feng, Pulao, Suan Ni, Ba Xia, Suan Ni, Fu Xi, Chi Kiss, nine heads wandered around, and the roaring sound rose to the sky.
Jiuli, after being isolated for countless years, finally appeared again!
The aura of the ancestral witch and the bloodline of the great witch Xuantian created a sense of origin that reached its peak.
Suddenly, the souls of all the Yanyue monks trembled, their blood burst out, the pulling from the depth of their bloodline, and the perception from their tribe made all the Yanyue clan instinctively bow their heads to Jiushou.
Worship.
As for the affiliated ethnic groups, although they did not have this kind of bloodline pull, they were all shocked by this scene, and their inner speculations directly became a reality.
That incredible feeling exploded infinitely.
What followed was the legend of Jiuli and the worship of the surrounding Yanyue clan, which made them all choose to bow their heads in extreme shock.
At this moment, no matter what cultivation level or status, everyone is bowing their heads.
It was at this time that the figure in the whirlpool walked out of the whirlpool.
The moment he stood in the sky, in the worship from all directions, his appearance was completely revealed.
Her long hair is like the river of time, flowing behind her back.
His eyes are like the spirit of the starry sky, containing countless stars.
His appearance is like the pinnacle of life, causing blood to surge to the heavens.
It’s Xu Qing!
The moment they appeared, the roaring sound of Jiuli Jiu became louder and louder. They walked straight towards Xu Qing and surrounded him, forming nine flesh and blood lanterns!
Feeling the connection between the nine heads and himself, Xu Qing did not look at the earth, but looked back at the whirlpool behind him.
At this moment, as he walked out, the vortex was dissipating.
And through this vortex, Xu Qing can sense the mountains and seas, and the ferocious beasts inside.
This gave rise to an idea in his mind.
"If I am in the outside world and explode the Jiuli aura with all my strength, can I summon the mountains and seas..."
Xu Qing was thoughtful, but obviously the consequences of doing this within the Yanyue Xuantian Clan would be extremely serious, so he buried this idea deep in his heart.
But at this moment, in the eyes of outsiders, the color of the sky changed, and everything was blurred. Only Xu Qing's figure and the nine lanterns were clear, exuding vast power.
Yan Xuanzi's heart was roaring and his breathing was rapid. He didn't want to lower his head, but the pull from his blood caused the veins on his forehead to bulge, so he could only lower his head.
The world was relatively quiet at this time.
Only silent thunder exploded in the hearts of all worshipers.
And it was not only the cultivators here that were shaken. At this moment, with the spread of Jiuli's aura, the blood of all members of the Yanyue Xuantian clan, no matter where they were, was violently churning.
So, outside this sacred mountain, at the moment Xu Qing walked out, at the moment of worship from all directions, three illusory shadows with overwhelming momentum descended here at the same time.
Those are three extremely magnificent tents!
Each one is like a city.
One of them emitted shocking flames, containing the power of the sun, and was surrounded by a sea of fire. Through the sea of fire, one could see a palace-like golden tent in the depths.
Second, it was filled with moonlight, exuding an icy air. The moonlight was like a veil, mysterious and unpredictable, making everything in a hazy place. And in the hazy depths, there was a large tent like a moon palace.
As for the third one, the stars are bright and shining, and the void where it is located seems to have been transformed into a starry sky. At the end of the starry sky, countless starlights have gathered to form a palace.
These three palaces are exactly where the three chief ministers of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, who are like emperors under the gods, live!
It is also the pinnacle of imperial power among the Yanyue Xuantian Clan.
They are the Sun Flame God, who descends from Tianyun Siquan, the Moon Flame God, who descends from Yinxi Siquan, and the Star Flame God, who descends from Shenling Siquan!
The moment he appeared, in all directions, the worshiping tribesmen and affiliated tribes bowed their heads one by one.
Although what fell was just a projection, it was extremely rare for the three power tents to appear at the same time unless it was a grand ceremony.
At this moment, the projections of these three tents came together. At the moment they were formed, three terrifying gazes penetrated the void from their respective tents and focused on Xu Qing.
With scrutiny.
Xu Qing raised his head and looked towards the sacred mountain.
He understood that the outside world may not know about his acquisition of Jiuli, but the three gods must understand it.
But from the beginning to the end, the three gods did not interfere, even if they walked out at this moment, it was like this.
Coupled with the underground structure of Jiuli, this made Xu Qing even more certain of his inner judgment.
The three gods tacitly allowed Jiuli to appear in this world, and to a certain extent, perhaps they also hoped that someone could bring Jiuli out...
Although he didn't know the reason, the subsequent actions of the three power accounts further confirmed Xu Qing's judgment.
The first thing that changed was when the Star Flame God descended into the Lingsi Quan tent. The outer starlight fluctuated, and the gaze emanating from the inner star palace changed from scrutiny to profound, and the calm voice echoed around the world.
"Jiuli, I, the Saint of Yanyue Xuantian, bestow upon me the robe of starlight!"
As soon as this voice came out, a robe filled with starlight floated out from the projection of Shen Ling's tent and landed in front of Xu Qing.
This robe is extremely exquisite, floating in the air, like a window to the starry sky, with countless stars shining inside.
All the monks on the earth, regardless of their own clan or affiliated clans, all have many thoughts.
The star-colored robe under Shen Ling's tent has great symbolic significance. Those who wear this robe are qualified to meet Shen Ling's director at any time, and so far, only a few people from the Yanyue Xuantian Clan have been given this robe.
Every one of them is a person who has made great achievements.
Xu Qing bowed his hands.
He understands his own strength and the terror of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, so naturally he will not become arrogant because of Jiuli.
Immediately after Xing Yan Shen Ling Si Quan, Yue Yan Shen came down to Yin Xi Si Quan's tent, and a cold voice came out.
"Give me the Silver River Moon Spirit Tablet."
As the sound came, a gray token flew out from the Silver River Tent. Its appearance attracted the moonlight and formed a mysterious meaning.
And its speculation is indeed mysterious.
That's a domino.
The moment it appeared, the eyes of Er Niu in the crowd suddenly opened wide, staring blankly at the domino, and their breathing became slightly faster.
Xu Qing cupped his hands and bowed again.
Then, the God of Sun Flame descended from the tent in the sky, and the flames inside rose up, spread out, separated into several strands, and gathered together to form a dagger.
The sword's light was dazzling, flowing with flames, floating in front of Xu Qing.
Then, like the sound of a roaring bell, it echoed through the heaven and earth from within the big tent in the sky.
"Give Yuntian the Yang Yan Sword."
One robe, one card, and one sword.
Each of them has a huge symbolic meaning. Now that they appear together, the meaning they represent is self-evident.
As for the number one in this second link, there is no need to arrange it.
Whether it is the appearance of Jiuli or the actions of the three Si Quan, everything has been explained.
At this moment, the projections of these three power tents gradually blurred, and finally disappeared between heaven and earth.
And from the sacred mountain, finally at this moment, the voice of the gods came.
"Seven days later, the final stage of the big hunt begins."
The sound echoed, the whirlpool in the sky dissipated, and the second stage of the great hunt was completely over.
At the same time, in the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, above a sky, with the fluctuation of nothingness, a vast suspended city slowly appeared from a distance.
There are no less than tens of thousands of cities within it, and each one is shining like a star.
There are countless creatures within it, emitting terrifying fluctuations.
There are even some whose mere breath can eclipse the heavens and the earth and captivate the mind.
And surrounded by these stars is a large tent composed of starlight.
It was the tent where the Star Flame God descended to sink Lingsi Quan.
At this moment, in this big tent, there was a vast figure cross-legged, its eyes slowly opened and closed, looking in the direction of the sacred mountain, and murmuring.
"Jiuli finally appears..."
"The three gods have tacit approval of this..."
"This child is implicated in a great cause and effect..."
