The invincible king of the city

Chapter 163 The Holy Maiden Ceremony
The surrounding space recovered, the darkness disappeared, and twelve headless corpses collapsed to the ground.

Along with the death of the twelve shadow guards at the same time, Bai Zhantian's self-confidence and indifference.

At this time, his eyes were full of fear, his old face was extremely pale, his mouth was slightly opened, and he wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

The Adam's apple moved slightly, and even the strength to vibrate the vocal cords was lost.

Only when a person is terrified to the extreme, will he appear in this state. Bai Zhantian is in this state at this time!
Lin Xuan walked towards him slowly, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, "My life and death depend on your thoughts?"

Bai Zhantian stepped back with staggering steps, and an ugly smile appeared on his face, which was uglier than crying!

"Lin, senior Lin, I, I made a big mistake. You, please let me go, I will give you all my precious things!"

A trace of disdain flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes, and he said lightly: "Your precious things? Your precious things are not worth mentioning to me!"

Before the bloody sword disappeared, he slowly raised his hand.

A flash of determination flashed in Bai Zhantian's eyes, and he punched out, making the roar of a tiger and the roar of a dragon, with a majestic momentum.

It's a pity that in front of the Xuelian Sword Intent, she still looked too weak and was cut into pieces.

The blood flashed, and the punches smashed and people were wiped out!

……

On the central square, there are huge crowds of people and their voices are buzzing.

There is a huge stone pillar in the center, and the dragon pattern on the stone pillar is lifelike.

Surrounding the giant pillar, three women stand tall and graceful, with extremely beautiful appearance and peerless beauty.

On the periphery, five old men stood silently, staring at the giant dragon pattern pillar with serious eyes, seeming pious and looking forward to it.

On the high platform, stood a middle-aged man with a stern face, an indifferent face, and eyes as sharp as lightning.

He glanced down lightly, and an undisguised aura of superiority enveloped him.

When everyone glanced at this person, they all flashed with awe.

This person is none other than the suzerain of Yunlong Mountain, Long Yu!
Long Yu frowned slightly at this time, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. Bai Zhantian hadn't completed the task yet, which made him a little disappointed.

"It seems that that person is a bit difficult to deal with." Long Yu sighed softly.

However, it was just difficult. Long Yu never doubted the Twelve Shadow Guards.

"Saint ceremony, start." Long Yu made an ethereal and indifferent voice.

Murong Yanfeng was the first one, she stepped forward slowly, her fingers slid across her white wrist, blood flowed down and dripped on the stone pillar.

Then, she stared nervously at the dragon pattern on the pillar.

After the blood fell on the stone pillar, it quickly melted into it.Suddenly, starting from the dragon's tail, a silver light lit up.

The silver light spread and soon covered the entire tail.After lasting about 1 minute, the silver light spread to one-fifth of the dragon's body, and the transformation stopped there.

There were cheers from below.

Murong Yanfeng glanced at the other two saintess candidates, and a look of nervousness flashed in her eyes.

She didn't notice that the five elders shook their heads calmly.

The next one is Yan Yu, she looks very calm, and the result is also very good, half of the dragon pattern is illuminated!
The cheers from below are even stronger!
Murong Yanfeng's face turned dark, she clenched her fists tightly, her face was full of unwillingness.

Seeing Yan Yu, he just smiled disdainfully, then walked back with his head raised proudly.

The last one is Yunmengling.

She didn't go over to test immediately, but looked at the entrance of the ceremony, seeing that no figure appeared, and sighed softly.

She walked over, cut open the skin, dripping blood.

The moment her blood touched the stone pillar, silver light flourished, far surpassing the previous two.

The silver light began to spread, starting from the tail, covering the entire tail in an instant, and soon reached the level of Murong Yanfeng.

The cheers became stronger and stronger, and Murong Yanfeng's face became more and more ugly.

Not long after, silver light covered half of the dragon's body.Yan Yu didn't get angry, instead, there was a trace of pity in his eyes, and the pity was fleeting.

The silver light was still spreading, and the spreading speed was getting slower and slower. The moment it stopped, the last ray of silver light completely covered the entire dragon pattern.

The dragon pattern on the pillar seemed to come alive, and there were bursts of dragon chant.

The cheers below were like thunder, and excitement appeared in everyone's eyes.

"It can make all the dragon patterns illuminate, it really is the best candidate." A famous elder sighed softly.

On the high platform, Long Yu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Yunmengling quietly, a ripple appeared in Gujing's calm eyes.

"I declare." Long Yu's voice was filled with energy, echoing in everyone's ears for a long time, "Yun Mengling is the new generation of saintess of Yunlong Mountain!"

As soon as this remark came out, the audience exploded, cheering like thunder.

Yun Mengling frowned slightly, as if she was not happy.

"She has become a saint, why are you still so calm?" Murong Yanfeng stared at Yan Yu, her voice full of unwillingness.

Yan Yu glanced at her, "Saint? I am, she is just a victim."

"What do you mean?"

As soon as the words were finished, Long Yu took a step forward, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Yunmengling like a ghost.

Before everyone exclaimed that the suzerain had great powers, they were startled by what he said later.

He only heard him say indifferently: "Saint, now I need you to pour all your blood into the dragon pattern pillar... wake up the previous suzerain, Lord Han Yun!"

Yun Mengling was stunned for a moment, her snow-white pretty face looked extremely pale, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

In a pair of beautiful eyes, there was a complicated look, like remorse, anger, bitterness, and a hint of relief, which finally turned into a chuckle.

"I do not want to."

Long Yu looked indifferent, "I can't tolerate you."

When he stretched out his hand lightly, Yunmengling's pupils shrank, but he couldn't even think of resisting, and was directly restrained by Long Yu in front of the dragon pattern pillar.

Everyone was horrified and didn't understand what happened for a while.

Several elders and elders looked at each other and saw the excitement in each other's eyes.After all, Han Yun can lead them to become the last emperor!

"You already knew?" Murong Yanfeng's voice trembled slightly.

Yan Yu nodded and looked at the helpless Yun Mengling coldly, "I am the saint."

At this moment, a thick voice was heard in the air.

"Who dares to touch this old man's granddaughter!"

　Everyone has to catch up every day, there are still tickets, the cat is rolling all over the ground, thank you Ni Meng~~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)