out of time

Chapter 742
Outside the mist, the legions of Shenglan Dayu were densely packed and overwhelming.

The unfurling banners inside, the breath of ferocious beasts, the breath of monks, all of these forms a storm that connects the sky and sweeps across the earth.

The momentum is shocking, the sky is turbulent, and the earth is oppressive.

The whole world became silent in front of this boundless army.

In particular, there are many powerful people in the army, from various clans and clans, from Grand Duke Shenglan and powerful people from Fenghai County. They float between the heaven and the earth, exuding invisible coercion one by one.

There are Qiye, Yaohou, and Grand Duke Shenglan.

There are also streaks of blood flowing, shining in all directions, and finally turning into a sea of ​​blood, trying to drown the fog.

That is magic.

In front of the army, Xu Qing stood there, staring at the seventeen purple-robed Heitian clan walking out of the mist, and his eyes finally fell on the old man who worshiped him.

Xu Qing is no stranger to the word Zizhu.

And this name, said from the mouth of the priest of the Heitian clan, is intriguing.

Xu Qing's eyes were deep, and he looked away from the old man of the Heitian clan who was worshiping him, and turned to the mist behind him. Standing here, he could more clearly perceive his own authority, which was rising in the mist.

The Heitian Clan is in the depths of the mist, performing a ritual related to themselves, and it is almost completed.

For a long time, under the gaze of the army, in the silence of the seventeen priests, Xu Qing's voice came out slowly.

"How do you know my title?"

Xu Qing didn't go around in circles. Now that he is qualified to inquire directly, he doesn't need to guess about it.

Facing Xu Qing's words, the elderly priest of the Heitian Clan spoke softly, with piety on his wrinkled face.

"The red mother fell in the battle of the gods, and the new master was born in his bones. This is the reincarnation of the gods."

"The purple lord who was born is the new lord. He has taken over all the authority of the red moon and is worshiped by all living beings. From now on, there will be no red moon, and the purple moon will be empty. All clans and servants of the gods will have new missions."

"This is what I have waited for many times to offer sacrifices to the moon, and I have gained perception."

While speaking, the priest of the Heitian Clan raised his head and looked at Xu Qing with fanaticism in his eyes.

"What mission?" Xu Qing's expression was as usual, and a calm voice came out.

"Assist my lord to return to God, and Zuo Ziyue came to the world. All the subordinates have the fruit of God, but they have meritorious deeds, and there is a place in front of the gods!"

When Xu Qing heard this, he gave the old man a meaningful look.

The old man's expression remained unchanged, his face was wrinkled, and he was still pious.

Xu Qing withdrew his gaze. The other party's nonsense like a stick may be able to fool others, but it is useless to fool him.

Xu Qing didn't believe it at all.

He believes in another answer...

The priests of the Heitian tribe, facing this inevitable battle and the insurmountable danger of genocide, they have long recognized the facts, especially they know what happened to Jiyue, and they also understand Xu Qing's background and current situation. situation.

Therefore, there is only one way before them, and that is to surrender.

Surrender is also very particular, and Xu Qing did change the prayer on the red moon, and spread it with the help of authority. Although it failed in the end, there must be traces of existence.

Therefore, the Heitian Clan who have worshiped the Red Moon and worshiped the Red Mother for generations has a high probability of perceiving the prayers.

Thus, there is the theory of the Purple Lord.

And to surrender in this way, in the hearts of the priests of the Heitian Clan, it is actually not a surrender, because from the beginning to the end, they are the servants of the gods.

As for the mission, the greater possibility is that they gave it to themselves.

This is the wisdom of this group of priests.

Even thinking deeply, the group of priests were more or less uncertain about whether they were the Purple Lord or not.

But this is not important.

The red mother has died, and the key is to live.

And being able to live decently is the most important thing.

So Xu Qing felt that even if these priests of the Heitian Clan thought that they were not the Purple Lord, it didn't matter. They would change the prayers on their own and continue to think that they were the Purple Lord.

After all, no one can refute it.

Xu Qing looked as usual, these were all his guesses, as for the truth, he didn't care about it, but he still had to give some deterrence to these priests of the Heitian clan who surrendered in other ways.

And this deterrence, for Xu Qing, is very simple.

For the magic stick, the most direct deterrent is naturally the gods.

As a result, the power of authority in Xu Qing's body radiated and merged into the ongoing ceremony related to him in the mist to help the ceremony and speed up its completion.

Almost at the moment when Xu Qing's authority merged, the seventeen priests were startled one after another, and the old man in charge raised his head suddenly, with a look of surprise on his face, at the same time, a monstrous roar came from within the mist.

The mist billowed, sending out the chant that was blocked inside.

"My lord of the new moon, welcome and guide Wanggu, the sorrowful and miserable beings, and enjoy the paradise in peace."

"Sacrificing your body to my Lord, this life will not be bitter, and it will be a curtain day and night, and your body will not rot."

……

With the reverberation of the chant, purple light erupted from the mist, and the sky roared at this moment, as if a pair of invisible giant hands pushed the sky aside, and the divine power spread in all directions.

A purple star suddenly appeared on the top of the sky.

It was blurry at first, but soon became clear, and finally appeared between the heaven and the earth. His appearance caused a sensation in Shenglan's side, and countless beasts trembled.

Even if they knew what happened to King Tianlan, they knew it was a lie, but at this moment, the appearance of Ziyue Xingchen still made everyone's hearts tremble.

And the seventeen priests bowed directly to Ziyue in the sky.

At the same time, the coercion fell, the sky and the earth were blurred, and the world was distorted. Only the purple light shone from the purple moon, covering the earth.

The fog dissipated rapidly at this moment, revealing everything hidden within.

It can be seen that after the fog cleared, there was an ancient temple in the area in front of the army.

This temple is vast and full of vicissitudes.

For the vast majority of people, this magnificent temple is the first time they have seen it.

But for Xu Qing and the captain, this temple... they have seen it before.

Its shape is exactly the same as that of the Moon Palace!
Even the totems on the temple gates are generally the same.

This is a moon palace built on the earth!

It is also a holy place for the Heitian clan to worship.

There, there is still a statue of the red mother!

At this moment, in front of the temple, more than a million priests of the Heitian Clan are kneeling and worshiping. All of them are wearing purple robes, worshiping and singing.

On the sky, the purple moon and stars continued to fall, becoming clearer and clearer, so that everyone could see the stone monument standing on the purple moon and stars.

The stele emits purple light, the back is blank, and there are some writings on the front. If you look carefully, you can find that the writings are prayers!

At this moment, no matter it was Sheng Lan's side or the priests of the Heitian Clan, everyone was roaring in their hearts, and at this moment when the purple moon and stars were at their lowest and everything was clearest, Xu Qing walked forward.

Step by step, he walked towards the seventeen priests who knelt down to worship Ziyue, walked towards the mid-air, and walked towards Ziyue.

Until, under the attention of all the people, amidst the sound of countless inhalations, Xu Qing's figure walked forward in the sky and came to the front of Ziyue Xingchen.

All the distortions and blurs emanating from this purple moon have no effect on Xu Qing, and its seemingly real illusion is also meaningless in front of Xu Qing.

This is the star he formed.

Whether it's unreal or real, to Xu Qing, they all look the same.

In this way, step by step, he walked up to Ziyue Xingchen, stepped on Ziyue, and came to the front of the stone tablet.

Xu Qing stood there, looking down at the earth, where the god-like eyes passed, all the priests of the Heitian Clan on the earth trembled, and the seventeen priests did the same.

Until the end, Xu Qing's eyes stayed on the old priest.

"tell me your name."

The old priest was shocked, hesitant in his heart, but he didn't dare to hesitate for too long, and spoke respectfully.

"The current high priest of the Heitian Clan, You Sang."

Xu Qing raised his right hand, swung it violently, and imprinted the word You Sang on the back of the stele. It was very small, and compared with the back of the whole stele, it was not a contingency.

Can be very meaningful.

The moment it fell, the entire stone tablet shook, the purple moon and stars shook, and the minds of all the priests on the earth roared to the sky.

The millions of priests who worshiped Ziyue were short of breath at this moment, the enthusiasm in their eyes was unprecedented, and their hearts were erupting. They all looked at Xu Qing, looked at the stone tablet, and looked at the words there. There was an indescribable emotion in their hearts. Huge storm.

This scene was beyond everyone's expectations.

For a servant of the gods, it is an incomparable and supreme honor to have his name branded on the place where the gods are!

The hearts of the dozen or so priests who walked out of the mist were even more intense, their bodies trembling and their breathing short of breath.

My mind went blank, it was really rare in ancient times.

And the one who was most turbulent was naturally You Sang, his old face was flushed, his body was trembling, and there seemed to be millions of thunders roaring in his heart.

He never expected that Xu Qing would actually do this.

And looking at his name on the stone tablet, he seemed to have returned to the state of mind when he first worshiped the red mother, shocked, awed, and even more excited.

Xu Qing's previous analysis was roughly correct. In fact, for Xu Qing, the Heitian clan's priests thought more about surrendering with a reason.

The people below may not understand, but as a priest who transcends sacrifices, he naturally understands how to do it, which is the most in line with expectations.

As priests, they need a god.

And Xu Qing fits this requirement very well.

As for whether Xu Qing is the Purple Lord, they also have doubts and hesitation, after all Xu Qing's cultivation base is too weak.

But it doesn't matter, better not.

So there is the saying of the magic stick of the mission.

And the point is, in fact, it's all about the general trend.

But he never thought that when Xu Qing asked his name, he actually engraved it on the stone tablet, and could actually engrave it on the stone tablet!
This behavior shattered all their guesses, and it was completely telling them in awe-inspiring way...

He is the Purple Lord.

In the army, at this moment Ning Yan stepped out and spoke loudly.

"Auxiliary Zizhu returned to the gods, and Zuo Ziyue came to the world. All the subordinates have divine fruits, but they have meritorious deeds, and there is a place in front of the gods!"

All the priests on the earth worshiped together, and their voices were shocking.

"Meet the Purple Lord!"

The seventeen priests, headed by the old priest, were prostrate on the ground trembling like the sea was shaking.

"Meet the Purple Lord!"

With the reverberation of the sound, there was a bang, and the statue of the red mother in front of the temple was directly torn apart and scattered all over the place.

(End of this chapter)