Fantasy: I, Really, Am Not The Son Of Destiny

"Oh? What did Brother Xiahou say?"

As soon as these words came out, both Leng Qian and Huangfu Zun's eyes lit up.

"In this Heavenly Devil Festival, countless talents will participate and compete for honor. I heard that the trash doesn't even have a Martial Student Realm Cultivation Base. It must be a shame in this festival."

The young master of the Xiahou family, Xiahouwu, said in a wise tone, "At that time, if we secretly push the flames, the empress will feel even more dissatisfied with him, and it won't take long before she will get bored with this person and drive him out. .”

"At that time, I can't wait for another chance."

"Haha, brother Xiahou really has a clever plan. We will join forces later, and we must make that trash look good."

Laughing modestly.

The Heavenly Devil Festival has begun.

"The grand ceremony begins, offering sacrifices to the demon gods, and starting the sacrifices in order according to the Cultivation Base from high to low!"

The officials of Qin Tianjian announced loudly.

Wow!

Below the altar, the crowd suddenly became noisy, and countless people looked at the altar with bright eyes.

"Why is it so lively all of a sudden?"

Xia Sheng was a little puzzled.

"Reporting to the emperor, offering sacrifices to the demon god is not a simple sacrifice. Every time a sacrifice is made, some Tianjiao will be blessed by the demon god!"

Fang Mo explained, "Those who receive blessings will not only get huge benefits, but also become famous all over the world. Many Practitioners come for the blessing of the demon god."

"Blessing from the demon god?" Xia Sheng was even more puzzled.

"Just take your time." Fang Mo smiled.

At this time, the most powerful group of Tianjiao appeared on the altar, almost all of them were members of the royal family and geniuses from the six great families, and they all had the Martial King Cultivation Base.

Each of them held a prayer to sacrifice to heaven, and after reading the prayer, each of them dripped blood on the prayer and burned it on the spot.

hum!

All of a sudden, the stone statues shone brightly, as if they had been revived, and the stone statues released bright brilliance, gathering on each of the Tianjiao.

"Hiss, oh my god, Leng Qian has received the blessing of six demon statues, he is indeed the young master of the Leng family!" Someone exclaimed.

"Huangfu Zun has also been blessed by the six demon statues!"

"Qin Lin has five statues of demon gods to bless him, but one of them is actually a statue of a great demon god!"

Countless people exclaimed, almost every one of the first batch of Tianjiao received the blessing of the Demon God Statue, at least four Demon God Statues.

"This is the blessing of the Demon God. The more visions of the Demon God statues are aroused, the more benefits you will get." Fang Mo explained to Xia Sheng.

Xia Sheng also saw that those guys were gathered by the light of the demon statue, and all of them changed. Some of them had their True Qi purified several times, some had their Cultivation Base improved, and some seemed to have their dark wounds repaired. All in all, great benefits have been gained.

"Why don't you participate."

Xia Sheng asked the Empress curiously, if the Heavenly Devil Festival was attended by young Tianjiao, the Empress should not be very old either.

"I am the Ninth Five-Year Honor, who is qualified to bless me."

The empress said disdainfully.

"Okay, you're amazing." Xia Sheng was speechless.

The first batch of Practitioners received so many blessings that Xia Sheng thought it was normal, but he soon slapped him in the face.

When it was the turn of the Practitioners in the middle stage of Martial Spirit, there were a total of tens of thousands of Practitioners on the stage, but who knows, not even one was blessed by the idol.

And then, every batch of Practitioners came to the stage, only a few received the blessing of the god statue, one or two was the norm, and even if they were blessed, there was at most one demon god statue to respond.

It was only then that Xia Sheng knew how outstanding the Tianjiao of the Six Great Families was. No wonder the Six Great Families were able to compete with the Royal Family, and even the Grand Master feared the Family.

Until late at night, it was finally the turn of the Practitioner in the Martial Master realm.

Xia Sheng, as the emperor, must also participate.

And because of his "honorable" status, he had to sacrifice to the demon god alone, and then it was the turn of other Practitioners in the Martial Master realm.

"The emperor is your majesty's husband, and his aptitude must be the best in the world, not inferior to the empress."

"When the empress was still a princess, the priest Heavenly Devil was blessed by ninety-nine demon statues. The emperor didn't say ninety-nine statues, at least ninety devil statues could do it."

"The emperor is mighty, set an example for us!"

Suddenly, there was a voice of complimenting Xia Sheng in the crowd, and soon, some unidentified Practitioners also followed the voice, bragging about Xia Sheng.

Many people couldn't help looking at Xia Sheng with anticipation. Yes, the empress was blessed with ninety-nine demon statues back then. Since the emperor is the empress' husband, it shouldn't be too bad.

Seeing that many people were looking forward to it, Xiahou Wugui smiled: "This is called flattery. As much as you expect, you will be so disappointed."

"Hehe, brother Xiahou, your plan will make the emperor unable to come down."

Next to him, Huangfu Zun and Leng Qian were extremely admired, and they gloated over others' misfortune.

"She has been blessed by ninety-nine demon statues, monster."

Xia Sheng heard the words in the crowd, and black lines appeared on his face involuntarily.

These people are going to flatter and kill him.