Chapter 1178

"Sacrifice the dead!"

Shenzhou Tiandao said loudly. The voice spread all over the whole Shenzhou continent and projected the pictures here all over the world.

When the people looked up, they could see the picture of the holy tomb.

"Ancient saints such as the Lord of ten thousand holy places and Miaoyin ancient saints fought in foreign lands for the mainland of China and finally died. They are the heroes of China. Today, they are sacrificed!"

China's heavenly way opened again.

When they heard the speech, they bowed one after another in the direction of Tianyuan sea area, and others took out all kinds of sacrifices and worshipped in the air.

On this day, the atmosphere in China was very heavy.

Everyone was immersed in sadness.

Some people are even crying.

The whole Memorial process lasted nine hours.

During this period, it snowed heavily in mainland China. Every place was covered with thick snow and the temperature dropped sharply.

the second day.

The memorial service is over.

Everyone went home.

Among the forces such as Wuyao holy land, Wanzong holy land and Tianmiao holy land, all levels are immersed in a sad atmosphere.

In a valley hall.

Baiyu and Hongmiao looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Wonderful!"

"When the Holy Lord of the ten thousand holy places falls, you and I are the only ancient saints of the ten thousand holy places."

"Yes!"

"In this way, our voice is very heavy."

"From now on, the two of us are respected in the ten thousand holy places, and the others are just tools for us to improve our cultivation."

"Exactly!"

"However, we still have to beware of the incarnation left by the Holy Lord of Wanzong holy land before leaving China. Although this person can only play the strength of infinitely close to becoming a saint, he is far inferior to you and me, but we must also avoid a frontal collision with him."

"Don't worry!"

"The separated body left by the Holy Lord of Wanzong holy land can't improve cultivation. At best, it's just a puppet and can't get in the way."

"Caution is better!"

"OK, listen to your wife."

Bai Yu and Hong Miao laughed treacherously.

……

Tianmiao holy land.

They knelt in the mourning hall and looked at the portrait of Miaoyin Gu Sheng. Their faces were full of sadness.

The holy tonic rurong betrayed China and died.

Miaoyin ancient sage went to Tianlan immortal region and died.

Even separation is dead.

Today's Tianmiao holy land is greatly weakened. Except that the old Saint's whereabouts are unknown, Tianmiao holy land doesn't even have a holy land.

The old lord did not leave a separate body.

If even the old lord falls, then the Tianmiao holy land will really have no ancient saint.

Although the body of Wanzong holy land lord and Wuyao holy land lord fell, they left a separate body before leaving China. Although they could not practice, they were not dead at least.

Their separation is the spiritual symbol of the sect.

Relying on their rich experience can still help the sect cultivate a new holy land.

But the situation of Tianmiao holy land is much worse.

Without the holy land, we will face the crisis of decline soon.

"Alas!"

The elder of Tianmiao holy land held his walking stick and bowed his head and sighed.

Others also looked sad.

Throughout China, the atmosphere gradually becomes different.

Some holy places rejoice at the return of the holy land, especially the scorching sun holy land, because the return of the scorching sun ancient saint is in a festive atmosphere at this time.

On the throne.

The ancient sage in the scorching sun sits here with a smile on his face. His noumenon and separation are one, and the whole person is complete again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you have worked hard to manage the holy land these years."

The scorching sun sighed the ancient sage.

Fortunately, he met Ye Feng. Otherwise, he would never come back in his life. Sooner or later, he would be drained by the leader of Tianxian palace.

"Master, what have you experienced over the years?" The emperor couldn't help his curiosity.

As the eldest disciple of the ancient sage of the scorching sun, she has a good relationship with the ancient sage of the scorching sun, otherwise she would not dare to ask.

"I..."

In the scorching sun, the ancient sage took a puff from the corner of his mouth.

He can't tell the truth, can he?

In that case, he will die directly in the whole Chinese society. Everyone knows that he has been treated as a male favorite by the Lord of Tianxian palace for thousands of years.

"Cough!"

"I was trapped somewhere and was besieged by a strong enemy. Fortunately, my life was big and I narrowly escaped."

"Later, I killed the strong enemy, fought hard, and insisted until the arrival of leader Ye. With his help, I was promoted to heavenly saint, and brought back more than 100 double monks."

The ancient sage stroked his long beard in the scorching sun.

When they heard the speech, they admired it very much.

"Master, you are so awesome!" The emperor was also impressed by the "heroic deeds" of the ancient sage in the scorching sun.

"Hey, hey!"

The scorching sun Gu Sheng's face was calm. However, his heart was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a ground to drill in.

Ten thousand swords holy land.

Elder Wu Jian sat on the throne of the chief elder and looked at dozens of strong practitioners around him, some of whom were quasi saints and some of whom were heavenly emperors.

These people are the core of the holy land of ten thousand swords.

Wan Jianyi, who met Ye Feng, is also listed here.

"Welcome the return of Wu Jian ancient sage!"

The practitioners present got up one after another to welcome.

"Don't be polite!"

Elder Wu Jian waved his hand.

"Although I encountered great difficulties during my trip to Tianlan immortal region, I survived and gained a lot. Finally, with the help of leader ye, I ascended to heaven."

"From today on!"

"We wanjian Holy Land try our best to make friends with the ethereal sect, and we can't have any friction with this sect door, okay?"

Wu Jian looked around and told him.

"Obey the holy order!"

The practitioners of wanjian Holy Land nodded one after another.

……

The seventh day of the completion of the holy tomb.

The voice of Shenzhou Tiandao came out again.

"During this trip to the Tianlan immortal region, Ye Feng, the leader of the ethereal sect, made great efforts to turn the tide. He not only saved the three ancient saints of the scorching sun, Wu Jian and Qingyuan, but also killed Tianluo xianzun and other strong enemies to avenge the fallen holy land of China."

"You should remember this great kindness and virtue."

The sound fell and the whole China was shaken.

This is the praise of the divine way of heaven!

Ye Feng's prestige soared again, which also triggered discussions among countless practitioners in mainland China.

"It turned out that leader ye turned the tide again!"

"He beheaded immortal Zun?"

"What kind of practitioner is this?"

"I've heard that the human immortals, earth immortals, heavenly immortals and immortal zuns in Tianlan immortal domain correspond to our saints, saints, heavenly saints and most saints in China."

"So, leader Ye killed the strong in the holy land?"

"It's terrible!"

The prestige value of the ethereal sect has increased explosively again. One has broken through two trillion and rushed towards three trillion.

For a time, ethereal Zong was in the limelight.

The throne of the first sect in China, completely sit firmly.

……

Ethereal sect.

The sharp rise of reputation value made Maple Ye secretly happy.

"Seven days have passed... It's so fast!"

Ye Feng drank enlightenment tea and sighed with emotion at Gu Lingxian Zun, Jiao Xirou, Qing Yuan Gu Sheng, Shan Hanyu, Chu Tianlan and others standing in front of him.

In recent days.

Ye Feng has introduced them to the elders and disciples of the ethereal sect, so that everyone knows that the ethereal sect has an immortal super power and many powerful people in the holy land.

Today's ethereal sect has broken through ten holy places.

Tens of thousands of disciples.

Thousands of spirit beasts.

In addition, rare treasures such as immortal holy spring, heavenly green lotus and colorful enlightenment tea tree are firmly seated on the throne of the first sect in China, both in terms of sect strength and details.

Ye Feng has become the spiritual symbol of China.

His existence has inspired countless people.

People practice hard and try to catch up, so as to become a strong person like Ye Feng, who can stand up and contribute his strength when Shenzhou home is facing a crisis.

Ye Feng looked at Chu Tianlan and others and asked, "have you been used to these days? What have you got?"

Gu Lingxian Zun said:

"I'm very comfortable in the sect. The disciples like to ask questions and practice very hard. Some disciples even attack quasi saints in isolation. They have good talent, which makes me feel at home."

Such a sect is full of vitality and energy. There is no intrigue. They are sincere with each other. He likes it very much.

The others nodded.

They are very satisfied with the ethereal sect. Living here for cultivation is countless times better than before.

"My cultivation is good enough to enter the country. At present, I have become the emperor of heaven. It's only a matter of time before I become an immortal."

Chu Tianlan spoke.