Chapter 742

On the ninth day of September, the day of Chongyang, nanshenzhou! Fengshui Nanzong!

Nearly a million feng shui masters, large and small, dressed in black robes, were scattered around a circular altar with a diameter of 100 Zhang.

The round altar, dark in color, has a huge bronze coffin.

Wearing a black robe, Li Canghai led all feng shui masters to stand around the altar.

At this moment, the earth, like a huge compass, a circle.

The first circle is the Baizhang altar.

The second circle is Li Canghai, Ming Lingtian, and a hundred feng shui masters!

The third circle is all the other feng shui masters! There are millions! Almost all the geomantic masters of Fengshui.

In the fourth circle, those who watch rites, South Shenzhou, are the powerful ones. Together with a large number of Xiao Xiong's disciples, there are about five million!

A total of four circles, now quiet, together looking at the center of the copper coffin.

It's about time.

Li Canghai, look at the sky!

"The time has come! Sacrifice ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～! "

Li Canghai gave an order.

"Hoo!"

Millions of Fengshui masters kneel down to the first circle of the altar.

At the same time, all geomantic masters recite obscure incantations.

“@#￥%&*………………”

Although they couldn't understand it, they were very loud and clear. When the incantation came out, all the worshippers in the fourth circle felt their hearts tremble.

"Hum!"

On the earth, there are countless yellow lights, as if sealed under the ground with some strength, to be released.

"Ang!" "Ang!" "Ang!" "Ang!"

Around the Fengshui Nanzong ten thousand Earth Dragon veins, suddenly between the long cry, sound shock nine sky. The huge momentum shocked all the onlookers to step back.

It's like a river galloping, thousands of dragon veins, all toward the central altar and rushed away.

"Boom "Boom!"

Ten thousand dragons collide on the central altar, and the altar suddenly bursts out hundreds of millions of gold, and the golden light goes straight to the copper coffin.

"Hum!"

The bronze coffin of the burial sky rises vertically and vibrates in the air.

"Hum!"

With more and more dragons, the copper coffin trembles more and more fiercely.

At the first circle of the altar, the space seems to be blurred.

"Hum!"

Every tremor of the bronze coffin seems to be breathing. Ready to go, with a tremendous force.

In the fourth circle, there is a notch in the mountain.

Youyue Daojun stood in a hidden place, looking at the copper coffin buried in the distance.

"Bury the bronze coffin?" You moon road gentleman eyebrow a pick.

"Maori had a chance to look away. He was given the ancient moon and buried the bronze coffin at that time. It's a big deal!" You Yue Dao is the most important one.

At the foot of another mountain.

There are also special people standing there.

A total of five people, the first woman, slightly tight red robe set off the woman's extremely hot body, a head of fiery red hair, with a slightly excited expectation, looking at the copper coffin buried in the sky in the distance.

If Yan Chuan is here, surely can recognize that this daughter is his fiancee Zizi's cousin, Meng Hongying!

Meng Hongying is followed by four people, just like her subordinates, who are extremely respectful.

"Bury the bronze coffin? Bearing the spirit of thousands of dragons, has not reached the limit? What baby? Hum, how dare Li canglan drive me away? Is it because you are afraid of my idea of making this coffin? " Meng Hongying's expression moved.

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