Chapter 2544

The sound of thunder resounded through the square of Xishan temple.

Every word of Qian Chongyao's words was like a powerful force that struck people's souls.

Qian's family is actually the offspring of Xiaoyao sword immortal.

In the past, the carefree sword immortal saved wanjianyu from the disaster. Today, the descendants of Qian family should follow the example of their ancestors and benefit the world.

When Qian Chongyao's words fell, after a while, someone immediately knelt down.

"I Zhao family, willing to follow, pledge allegiance to the death."

"Tianzang sect is willing to serve for Qian, and the whole world belongs to the Xiaoyao army."

They knelt down and swore allegiance.

Today's praying day is the pledge meeting for Qian's formation of the Xiaoyao army.

Seeing this, Qian Mu's white face could not help but appear a smile.

Everything is going on as planned.

"At this time, the purple bamboo army should be arriving at the city of Wanda." Qian mubai said to himself, and then he looked at Zheng Wei's two willow eyebrows. His eyes narrowed slightly and wiped a faint invisible cold light.

Qian is extremely sensitive to intruders.

Since the mysterious man who broke into Qian's family that night had something to do with the two girls, they had to find out.

They don't allow any mistakes in their plans.

On the altar, Qian Chongyao's face was smiling. Most of the forces in the whole city are firmly under the control of the Qian family. Today's swearing convention naturally echoes with each other. Up to now, almost all the aristocratic families and sects of the city have vowed to be loyal to the Qian family and are willing to be a member of the

regiment of the Xiaoyao army. "This will be a great day to be recorded in the annals of wanjianyu." Qian Chongyao then said, "ten thousand years ago, Xiaoyao sword immortal used this altar to sacrifice with blood. Finally, under the protection of Buddhas all over the sky, Xiaoyao sword immortal led the Terran heroes to expel the alien race. Today, the same is true of Xishan praying Festival. I will sacrifice our blood and pray to the Buddhas all over the sky. I swear that we will return to peace in the shortest time Qian Chongyao's figure fell on the altar. He looked serious and solemn, and said slowly, "this memorial ceremony is called ancient blood sacrifice. It not only needs a lot of blood, but also needs to be led by life to start the ancient blood sacrifice, which arouses the resonance of the Buddhas all over the sky, so as to achieve the purpose of sacrifice. "

Many people can't help but tremble.

Life as the guide!

The whole square of Xishan Temple suddenly became quite silent. "Who is the guide of life? No one knows now." Qian Chongyao said in a deep voice, "everyone who goes to the altar to offer a sacrifice of blood is very likely to be selected and become the guide of life. Maybe it's me, maybe it's one of you

Qian Chongyao took a deep breath, his eyes showed firmness, "everything, for the peace of wanjianyu."

Qian Chongyao turned around and walked slowly to the center of the altar, engraved with mysterious and ancient patterns.

The mottled stone pillars are still stained with blood.

"With my blood, we can awaken the Buddhas all over the sky, protect the carefree army, and fight in the area of ten thousand swords. We will never fail for thousands of generations."

Qian Zhongyao cut his finger, and the blood flowed down on the pillar.

The pillar gave off a faint light, and then disappeared.

Qian Chongyao turned around and took a few steps forward. He waved his hand directly and said in a deep voice, "mubai, you can come too."

"Yes, father." Qian mubai strode forward.

Drop the blood without hesitation.

The moment Qian mubai's blood sprinkles on the stone pillar, the light of the stone pillar suddenly rises for a few minutes, and after a few seconds, it gradually recovers the dim light.

In the whole process, Qian Mu's white face did not change color, and then turned back to one side.

"Next, Qian's lineage sent ten representatives to the altar to sacrifice." Qian Chongyao's voice rang again.

One by one, they went to the altar and offered their blood essence for the ancient blood sacrifice.

Soon, the ten members of Qian's lineage also offered blood.

Qian Chongyao glanced at the audience and said in a deep voice, "representatives of various sects and aristocratic families, please come to the altar. It's better to be the representatives of the younger generation. Those who can go to the altar will become the core of the free army in the future

As soon as the words fell, many people's hearts were uneasy, but their eyes could not be restrained and wiped a sharp light.

If Qian's family really unifies wanjian territory, they will follow Qian's family at this moment and become the core of the Xiaoyao army. In the future, they will have a very high status.

"From left to right, go up to the altar in turn."

People of the left most sect were stunned subconsciously for a moment. Then, a young man Tianjiao volunteered and strode onto the altar.

In the distance, Luo Feng and others have been watching all this.

"Ancient blood sacrifice." Luo Feng's line of sight squints, "three elders, do you see anything fishy?"

Smell speech, the three people are shaking their heads.

"We have never heard of ancient blood sacrifice." Zhuge Wushi frowned and said, "the so-called offering sacrifices to Buddhas all over the sky, I think, is just fooling ignorant people." "I feel that under the altar, there is a very strange breath fluctuation." Luo Feng's gaze at, "however, the distance is too far, specific I also can't notice." Luo Feng took a deep breath, his heart has a kind of inexplicable uneasy feeling, withAs time goes on, this feeling becomes more and more intense.

Luo Feng's eyes can't help but look at Zheng Wei's Willow eyebrows.

The second daughter was in the square of Xishan temple, and had no chance to leave.

"Everything, can only wait for the end of this ancient blood sacrifice, maybe there will be a turning point." Feng Sanniang said in a deep voice.

"Willow eyebrows are on the altar." Luo Feng's pupil can't help but shrink and stare at.

On the altar, Qian Chongyao's eyes are also looking at the willow eyebrows who are walking up the altar.

"The next person who will come up to offer a sacrifice is Tianjiao, who asked the sword sect." Qian Chongyao's voice rang.

"Eyebrows, be careful." Zheng Wei's heart is also uneasy.

Among the people of Jianzong, only she and Liumei met the requirements for sacrificing at the altar.

Liu Mei came out without hesitation.

"Don't worry, as far as I'm qualified, there's no God or Buddha who will take a fancy to me." Liu Mei smiles and walks up to the altar, looking relaxed.

Stride to the stone pillar.

The brow of Liu Mei gave a slight twist.

There was a smell of blood coming from her face, which made her feel dizzy.

Forced to endure the pain in the heart, willow eyebrow took out a knife, gently cut the finger.

Blood dripping.

In this moment, the light on the stone pillar rises again

A few seconds later, it darkened again.

Liu Mei laughs and turns to leave the altar.

Just at this time, the altar suddenly vibrated, and willow eyebrows staggered.

The next second, just dim down the stone pillar, the light suddenly burst out again.

It's so dazzling that it goes straight up into the sky. At the same time, there is a layer of strange red light, covering the willow eyebrows.