Fang Ling glanced at Lu Shenmeng gently. Although Lu Shenmeng was very respectful to him, the elder, Fang Ling had always been concerned about Lu Shenmeng.

The feeling that Lu Shenmeng gave him was a strong man, or even a strong man who was not weaker than a half-step power.

Fang Ling nodded and said, "Thank you, Senior Lu, this is my first experience of climbing the altar to worship the gods. Senior Lu has worked hard for me, so it is better to climb the altar with the younger generation to worship the gods."

Lu Shenmeng waved his hand gently and said, "Worshiping in Gods is the most important ceremony of my Gods Cult. Over the years, only those who are the great elders of Gods Cult have the qualifications to worship Gods."

"Rules are rules. The elders should not break the rules for me, let alone the worship of God, I don't know if there is any specialty. We should not create extraneous things."

Fang Ling's eyes never left Lu Shenmeng's eyes. He looked at Lu Shenmeng with a frank look, and then smiled slightly, "Since that's the case, then let's follow Senior!"

While speaking, Fang Ling slowly climbed the stairs that were 9 feet tall, nine feet long, and a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine steps.

As the steps climbed, a solemn feeling rose in Fang Ling's heart. The sky was clear and there was no shadow of clouds thousands of miles away.

At the top of the altar, six pillars that are nine feet tall are standing, and magic weapons such as the Divine Beads are placed on them.

"The vast world, only I sneer in the gods, virtue brings all things, and educates the people..."

In the clear voice, the sacrificial text kept ringing, and Fang Ling slowly knelt in the middle of the altar according to the etiquette arranged before.

Although he was unwilling to kneel down to anyone, this was a ritual for many years of the Sword God Cult, and he used an ordinary ritual to exchange for the position of the Great Elder of the Sword God Cult. Fang Ling did not feel that there was anything to suffer.

When Fang Ling slowly chanted the God-sacrifice text specially given to him by someone, he was thinking about whether he could really communicate with the God-sacre at this moment. According to legend, the founding ancestor of the God-sacre Sect that was the present God-sacre Sect Sect was because of the God-sect Sect Sect.

The content of the God-Sacrifice text was very boring, but as the thought of the God-Sacrifice text was moved, Fang Ling felt a chaos slowly forming in his mind.

He closed his eyes, but his spiritual sense could sense the changes in the world's vitality in all directions.

The originally extremely calm Six Divine Swords began to crazyly absorb the heaven and earth vital energy in the void. In just half a moment, the heaven and earth vital energy in a thousand feet was absorbed by most of them.

The clear sky was instantly shrouded in black clouds of hardware. In just a moment, within a hundred miles of the altar, it had turned black.

Such changes in the vitality of heaven and earth caused many monks to change their faces. They did not expect that the ceremony of worshiping the gods would be so strange!

When Liu Liren started, he still looked at all this with joy, but when the energy of heaven and earth changed so rapidly, a trace of suspicion arose in his heart.

He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong in this worship ceremony.

"Senior, this..."

Lu Shenmeng looked at Liu Liren with questions on his face. He laughed and said, "Shi Shen is the Lord of Heaven and Earth, worshiping Shi Shen. Naturally, it is different from other situations, so you don't have to worry."

"Although Fellow Daoist Fang Ling's situation is more powerful than the Great Elder Zhuge back then, this just shows that Scream is extremely satisfied with Fellow Daoist Fang, the Great Elder."

Lu Shenmeng's words made Liu Liren suspicious, but at this time, he had no good idea.

"ah!"

A miserable scream suddenly sounded among the crowd. Accompanied by this scream, a disciple of the Blood Evil Sect instantly turned into ashes.

A living person who was still alive just now died inexplicably. This made people feel cold from the bottom of their hearts.

Fang Ling's clone kneeling on the Temple of Heaven also heard the roar. He felt something was wrong, but the divine text that had already begun to recite could not stop now.

Although he is only using the clone now, there is a Xuanpin Yuanying inside, so why is Fang Ling not anxious?

He thoughts flashed in his mind and was about to take back the Xuanpin Yuanying, but in the end he stopped this idea.

He wanted to see what Lu Shenmeng was going to do.

Apart from the first scream, there was no scream, but the disciples of the Six Sects of Shen Shen who were standing around the altar continued to turn into ashes.

Although these disciples did not leave any of them, the Nascent Soul Ancestors present could see clearly when they died.

It is all manifestation of the sucking of essence.

"Lu Shenmeng, what's going on? Let all this stop!" After seeing his beloved disciple turning into ashes, the Luo brothers shouted at Lu Shenmeng.

But all they were waiting for was Lu Shenmeng sneering disdainfully.

"You can't stop just by saying that you can stop!" Lu Shenmeng no longer had the gentle elegance he had just now, and his words were filled with sarcasm.

The Great Call of Gods, these four words made everyone present stunned. Yin Yuniang had already tied the Cainu Sect and Fang Ling together. When she heard the four words of the Great Call of Gods, she said in surprise: "No... isn't it the new elder who worships the gods?"

"New Great Elder? New Great Elder! Hahaha!" A glimmer appeared in Lu Shenmeng's eyes.

He glanced around, then pointed at everyone with his fingers and said, "Where is the new elder!"

"I am not dead and have not abdicated yet, so how could there be a new elder!"

Lu Shenmeng, who said this, for a moment, all the gentleness disappeared, and his body had not changed much, but the momentum of looking down at the world and all things alone in me instantly suppressed the world.

Liu Liren felt this momentum. He was fascinated by this person back then, and he even regarded this person as the direction of his life.

But wasn’t this man dead? He fought with Yan Chenzhou in the valley back then, and it was his death that made Yan Chenzhou, who was known as the never-ending one.

Moreover, it was also because of this person's death that the Sword God Sect, which had originally gathered together, once again split into the Six Sects of Sword God Sects.

Zhuge Cangsheng, this is Zhuge Cangsheng! Liu Liren was crying in his heart. If he had known that this person was Zhuge Cangsheng, he knew that Zhuge Cangsheng was still alive, and he didn't know how much joy he felt in his heart.

But now, there is only a trace of sadness, a trace of horror, a trace of...

Yin Yuniang and others also reacted at this time. They opened their eyes wide and their expressions were filled with disbelief.

Even the Nascent Soul monk named Lu who was standing next to Lu Shenmeng could not believe it. Obviously, he was unaware of this matter.

Zhuge Cangsheng looked at the changing wind and clouds of the world in an instant, and a ecstatic smile appeared on his face. He smiled to the sky and said, "Zhuge Cangsheng is Lu Shenmeng, Lu Shenmeng is Zhuge Cangsheng, do you understand?"

"Who was going to the battle of the moonset in the valley?" Li Wentong looked at Zhuge Cangsheng, with a hint of gloom in his words.

Zhuge Cangsheng smiled softly and said, "Of course it's still me. If I hadn't gone, how could Yan Chenzhou feel that he had killed me?"

"You can understand the magic of blood transformation. Now the divine clone is about to come to the world. The moment when my divine god swept across the world is coming. You are not surrendering yet, so when will you wait?"

As Zhuge Cangsheng spoke, another large number of disciples of the Six Sects of God turned into ashes. He pointed at the disciples and said, "You have only two choices now, one is to be ashes as they do."

"The other one is to follow the glory of God and sweep across the world."

"What Yan Shenzhou, what is the ancestor of the North Sea Deep Sky? Even if they are tunnels, they can't resist the divine power of the gods."

One is death, the other is surrender!

Several Nascent Soul Ancestors of the Six Sects of the Scream all showed hesitation in their eyes. It was not unacceptable to surrender to Zhuge Cangsheng.

After all, Zhuge Cangsheng was the great elder of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword. In the eyes of most monks of the Six Swords of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword of the Sword.

Although he was defeated by Yan Chenzhou, over the years, whenever he mentioned him, all the disciples of the Six Sects of the Gods were highly admired.

However, Zhuge Cangsheng's big moves made each of them feel heartbroken.

Following Zhuge Cangsheng, they lacked the feeling of safety in their hearts. They were afraid that if they were accidentally sent to the city of Wudi by Zhuge Cangsheng.

The dark clouds in the sky became stronger and stronger. Even the spiritual consciousness of the Nascent Soul Ancestor could only feel ten feet in a circle.

Ten feet away, this is the range covered by the mind when the foundation was just built into the primordial spirit. Such changes made all the Nascent Soul Ancestors secretly hold the magic weapon in their hands.

"Click!"

The huge crack was not thunder, but a crack appeared in the void. The crack appeared with it a palm covering an area of ​​hundreds of feet.

The extended palm can cover the sun and the moon, and a long arm comes with this palm.

The back of the arm was blocked by endless clouds and mist, and no one could see clearly what was behind the clouds and mist.

Zhuge Cangsheng looked at the huge palm, and the smile on his face became extremely bright. He said in a deep voice: "According to the classics I have read, the silence is the lord of the extraterrestrial starry sky. His body can be a pillar that supports the sky, and the smallest can be a floating mud and sand!"

"Wave your hand to suppress the heaven and earth, the body and the Tao, and the words follow the Dharma, and the magic powers are boundless!"

"Today we pray to come to mock the divine clone, and this entire Zhou domain, and even other domains outside the Zhou domain, will be the world of my mock the divine clone."

As he spoke, his palm had already grabbed Fang Ling's body.

Although Fang Lingdeng was so angry that he was overwhelming and envious when he sneered at the position of the Great Elder of the God Cult, no one thought that Fang Ling could escape at this moment. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

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