Countless people were once again dumbfounded, everyone showing a bitter smile.
The Netherworld Thunder of Destruction, which is comparable to the eighth-turn tribulation thunder, was swallowed just like that?
Well, when ordinary people reach the Ninth Transformation Realm, every time they advance to a higher level, they have to tremble with fear, for fear that they are not perfect enough and will not be able to survive the tribulation thunder of the next level, and will die and disappear.
This kid probably wishes he could survive tribulations every day and swallow a few more thunderbolts so that his realm can rise faster.
And as Ling Feng swallowed up the last annihilation thunder, thousands of miles of dark clouds dispersed in the sky.
Instead, there is a vast glow!
All the inscriptions on the Feng Lei Heng Celestial Instrument were activated, and the entire Jiuyou Sacred Mountain was filled with rays of light and overwhelming aura.
With ten times the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, Jiuyou Mountain has almost been transformed into a fairyland on earth!
And at the moment when the last inscription on the Feng Lei Heng Celestial Instrument lit up, the inscriptions seemed to come alive, rising into the sky and hovering high in the sky.
In the end, those inscriptions circled around Ling Feng for several weeks, and all converged towards Ling Feng's eyebrows.
Whoosh whoosh!
One after another, mysterious and incomprehensible inscriptions were imprinted on Ling Feng's spiritual sea. Finally, at the center of Ling Feng's eyebrows, an extremely complex and cumbersome divine pattern was condensed!
"That's..."
Jun Busan's eyelids twitched suddenly, "The highest divine mark of the Jiuyou Divine Clan! Could it be..."
Jun Busan trembled all over, and immediately flew out. The next moment, as if cutting through the void, he appeared in front of Ling Feng.
"Senior is..."
Ling Feng took a look at Jun Bu San. The aura exuding from this old man was extremely terrifying, and his appearance was somewhat similar to that of Jun Bu Si.
It's just that Jun Busi is wearing black clothes and black hair, but this old man is wearing white clothes and white hair.
He should be the third grandpa Jun Jiuyou talks about, Jun Bu San.
The next moment, Jun Busi also flew down in front of Ling Feng, standing side by side with Jun Busan.
The two old men looked at each other, as if confirming something. The next moment, they both looked at Ling Feng, and with a plop, they both knelt down and worshiped on the ground.
"I am not three (jun is not four), please see the Holy Lord!"
"Holy Lord?"
Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and then all the warriors from the Jiuyou Divine Clan were also stunned.
What's going on?
The Third Elder and the Fourth Elder actually knelt down and worshiped an outsider?
Moreover, call him directly, Holy Lord?
"Two seniors, what is going on?"
Ling Feng hurriedly stepped forward to help the two elders up, but his head was filled with confusion. Didn't he just cause a thunderstorm and become the Holy Master inexplicably?
"Holy Lord, the divine pattern on your forehead is the holy pattern of our Jiuyou Divine Clan! You are recognized by the ancestors of our Nine Nether Divine Clan, so you are our Holy Lord!"
Jun Busan looked at Ling Feng, then turned around, glanced at the disciples who were watching, and said loudly: "From today on, this young man is the Holy Master of our Jiuyou Divine Clan. Why don't you quickly kneel down and salute?"
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"this……"
Everyone was stunned, but given their status as the Third Elder and the Fourth Elder, they all knelt down in front of Ling Feng, so why should they not kneel down?
For a time, all over the Jiuyou Divine Mountain, whether direct lineage or collateral lineage, all members of the Jiuyou Divine Clan knelt down and worshiped.
"See the Holy Lord!"
"See the Holy Lord!"
Thousands of disciples on various peaks and ridges paid homage one after another.
"Brother Ling, he actually became the Holy Master..."
Jun Jiuyou took a deep breath and knelt down. The divine pattern explained everything.
The divine pattern on Ling Feng's forehead is the highest level divine pattern of the Jiuyou God Clan. There is no falsehood in that kind of natural oppressive power.
"How is that possible! I don't believe it!"
Jun Annan was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of old blood, and then fainted.
He was just an unknown boy at first, and turned into a holy master in the blink of an eye?
How can I repay this tone of my own?
"This is so damn okay!"
Yu Junyao rolled her eyes, okay, just come to the Jiuyou God Clan to treat a disease, and end up accepting a group of God Clan's younger brothers?
Looking at the dark figures in front of him, all kneeling at his feet, Ling Feng suddenly slapped his forehead...
What is this?
In my mind, those divine patterns gathered together, but they turned out to record various lost magical powers of the Jiuyou Divine Clan.
Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, is this a blessing in disguise?
However, the next moment, Ling Feng felt his forehead feel hot. The holy pattern of the Nine Nether God Clan...
Click!
Broken!
That's right, the Nine Nether Sacred Marks broke into pieces before they could stay on Ling Feng's forehead for too long, and were replaced by a dark red blood line.
That is the manifestation of the closed state of Shura's Eye.
Once the Eye of Shura is opened, it is not a blood line, but a ferocious vertical pupil!
Obviously, the "Eye of Shura" is very dissatisfied with the Nine Nether Sacred Patterns.
What kind of thing dares to press on my Shura Eye?
Is the holy pattern of the Nine Nether God Clan so great?
It’s just rubbish! In front of the Tiandao clan, it’s not even a piece of shit!
The only thing worthy of appearing on Ling Feng's forehead is the sacred pattern of the Tiandao clan!
Therefore, with just a little force from the Eye of Shura, the Nine Nether Sacred Patterns instantly shattered!
That’s right, it’s broken!
The bloodline of the Jiuyou God Clan was indeed too low-level for Ling Feng. Therefore, it could not withstand the blood of the Emperor in Ling Feng's body. It only managed to condense for a while and then directly shattered.
This sudden change immediately made the two elders, Jun Bu San and Jun Bu Si, dumbfounded.
Why did the perfect sacred pattern break?
Their expressions suddenly became dull...
Can this broken holy pattern still be considered the holy master?
"hehe……"
Ling Feng smiled coquettishly, "It seems that I am not lucky enough to be your Holy Master! You two seniors, please stand up."
Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Why do you want to be a bullshit Holy Master? My journey is to the stars and the sea!
"This...hey!"
Jun Busan sighed softly, "It seems that the real Holy Lord of our clan has not yet appeared. However, my little brother has opened all the magic circles of Feng Lei Heng Tian Yi for our clan, which is a great kindness to our clan."
, From now on, my little brother will be the highest honored guest of my Jiuyou Divine Clan, and I will be on an equal footing with you!"
Those disciples of the Jiuyou Divine Clan who were kneeling on the ground originally saw Ling Feng's holy pattern shattered and thought that he, as the holy master, was no longer worthy and could probably stand up.
But who would have expected that although he is not the Holy Lord, he is still on an equal footing with the Third Elder.
Okay, keep kneeling!
Ling Feng shrugged. Compared to Holy Master Lao Shizi, as the highest honored guest, although he had no real power, he also had no restrictions.
The key is that he can also get support from the Nine Nether God Clan. Based on this, his visit to the Nine Nether God Clan is a worthwhile trip.