Master Dan Dao

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In the center of the huge and incomparable Yunling City, there is a huge and incomparable square. On the square, countless huge stone pillars stand upright, covered with ancient mysterious runes, exuding a solemn atmosphere.

Now in this square, the sea of ​​people is full of black people. At first glance, there is no end, and there are countless crowds of people around this square who are continually coming to this side.

However, even if such a horrible crowd of people gathered here, the entire square was silent, no one made a strange noise, countless eyes, all looking at the center of the square with awe.

There, there is a majestic altar, with a thousand-step stone ladder on the side. Above the altar is a cloud-like colorful throne, sitting there, enough to overlook the entire square.

At this time, on the colorful throne, there was a figure of grace. She was dressed in a white group, with a thin golden line on the corners of her skirt. The simple dress was full of nobleness. A sense of grace.

On that face, it is a charming face, so much more cold and mature than those women around Qin Yichen.

This figure is truly the head of the Yunling clan ... Yun Yao!

However, her face today is not as indifferent as usual. Under the cold eyes like the blade, there is a chilling luster flashing.

She sits quietly on the colorful throne, looking down at the crowded square, and where her eyes pass, countless figures are humbly bent, and dare not look directly at them.

For a long time, Yunyao Fang slowly retracted his gaze and sighed inwardly.

A few days ago, she received a message from Yunjun. Immediately, she sent three top elders to answer, but to this day, Yunjun and Yunyin have not returned!

Among them, there must have been an accident, and even Yun Yin may have fallen into Yun Quan's hands!

Thinking of this, Yun Yao's face was a little bit colder.

The reason why the Yunling family cares about Yunyin so much is that they have a huge secret. As long as Yunyin grows up, he will definitely become a supreme man. Even, maybe they can break through their plight and become a place. Xeon!

If Yunyin falls into Yunquan's hands, the Yunling family will be equivalent to one less guarantee. Even if the latter is intentional, it will bring bad luck to the Yunling family!

"Patriarch, the hour is here."

On the stone steps below the throne, an old man said softly.

"Ancestral ceremony, start!"

Hearing the words, Yun Yao's voice was a little bit, and a faint sound resounded in the heavens and the earth, and it was clearly introduced into the ears of every strong person.

"Om ..."

With the sound of this sound, the runes flowed above the huge stone pillars on the square, and a bright beam of light burst into the sky, breaking through the clouds in midair.

"Welcome to the ancestral hall!"

"Welcome to the ancestral hall!"

"..."

As these beams of light soared into the sky, all the respectful drinking, echoed in the square.

On the throne at the top of the altar, there was no fluctuation in Yun Yao's eyes. Her eyes turned slightly and fell to the front of the square.

There were many powerful figures sitting on the seats there. These people looked quite young, but their breath and clothing reminded everyone at all times that they were in the Yunling clan. In the middle, has a high status.

In such an ancestor worship ceremony, their eyes are also looking at the sky, but if they are interested, it is not difficult to notice that the eyes of these guys have never seen the top of the altar from the beginning. Tao figure, as if some disdain.

At the forefront of these powers, there is a burly man about 40 or 50 years old. His hair must be slightly white, but with the natural rhythm caused by his breathing, it is people. He was extremely dignified, at this time he slightly bowed his head, as if he was asleep.

Yun Yao on the colorful throne, glanced at this figure, her Daimei suddenly wrinkled slightly, and among those pairs of eyes, there was a touch of coldness flashing.

During the ceremony, the leaders of many forces in the square looked at the figure involuntarily. In their eyes, they were somewhat complicated.

Ancestor sacrifice is a tradition passed down by the Yunling people for a long time.

However, some time ago, that guy blatantly said that this kind of ancestor worship had no effect, and there was no "spirit" of their ancestors in that ancestral temple!

Moreover, he also threatened that only under his leadership can a true ancestor appear in the Yunling tribe to sit down!

If such crazy words are spoken from the mouth of an ordinary strong person, perhaps people will treat it as a joke and turn around and forget it.

However, it is a supreme man who speaks this!

Moreover, Yun Yao had summoned him personally when he first said seditious remarks. However, even their patriarch seemed to have some fears about Yun Quan, and did not use tough means to shut the latter up.

For a long time, the respectful drinking in the square finally stopped slowly, and just as those sounds fell, in the mid-air, the space was slightly twisted, a majestic palace, in the surging clouds Looming among them.

However, in the cloud, the illusive palace was erratic, as if it might collapse at any time.

Seeing this scene, countless eyes suddenly looked at the top of the altar, and the latter also slowly stood up from the colorful throne, then the palm of the hand was slightly lifted, a light voice, also slowly resounded Then: "Welcome to the ancestral hall!" With the sound of this voice, countless figures in the square knelt down. Even the power of the seat was slightly bent, only The front figure didn't show any attitude, not even raised his head, as if still sleeping.

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"Om ..."

At the top of the altar, Yunyao also bent slightly towards the palace in the air, and then his arm was raised, and a bright light burst out on the altar. The rays of light converged and went straight towards the palace. Seeing this, the leaders of countless forces also stretched out their hands, and the majestic energy surged out of their bodies and gathered toward the altar.