True Immortal of the Netherworld

The inner space of Feiyu Heavenly Palace.

The huge bird-like formation in the sky completed its mission and dispersed into stars.

And the huge silver egg spit out by the formation continued to fall to the ground.

The wind was flying and there was a loud bang, like a boulder hitting the water, causing a silver whirlpool to splash.

At the edge of the vortex, clusters of silver arcs were scurrying around, making a shrill and squeaking sound, like a chorus of great demons.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the entire Feiyu Heavenly Palace shook, and a dark space passage appeared in the middle of the whirlpool.

The huge silver egg continued to sink, slowly getting into the dark space vortex, with the storm roaring all around.

At this moment, five people, including Xu Yang, happened to rush over.

"Jump down!" Xu Yang reminded loudly, "Everyone turn on the wind control mode!"

Swish swish——

The five young men leaped high into the sky, each using the flying wing technique, and a pair of huge flying wings spread out behind their backs.

Like five birds chasing freedom, they bravely jump into the whirlpool of the storm.

Once they entered the storm vortex, they truly understood why the giant feather spirit said it was risky before.

In the storm vortex, the rotating wind blades visible to the naked eye were as terrifying as a sword array, and the figures of the five people were as small as pieces of paper in the wind.

"Let's hold hands and don't leave anyone behind." In the storm, a man as strong as Xu Yang could barely open his eyes. "Use the great demon's method to fuse the soul power and spread out the barrier to resist the space storm together."

Five people performed the magic of the great demon.

Bai Luan's Dharma Appearance appeared behind Bai Yujing.

The appearance of the red bird appeared behind the red feathered goose.

Behind Cang Yuran appeared the golden eagle.

Behind Cang Yuzhi appeared the Silver Eagle Dharma Appearance.

The Suzaku Dharma appeared behind Xu Yang.

The five great demon statues rotated into a ring and connected into an array, emitting powerful small enchantment power.

Five people, holding hands, sharing the same soul, like a united team of geese counterattacking in the storm.

"Hold on!" Xu Yang shouted.

"There is nothing we can't do together!" everyone shouted in unison.

Boom!

As the silver egg completely disappeared into the space channel, the channel closed, leaving only the messy wind on the surface. But the five Xu Yang people disappeared.

High in the sky in the outer space, the figure of the huge feather quietly emerged, and some complained: "Every time I throw the wind eggs to Yushan, I have to make some noise. Especially this time, are the three birds taking revenge? Do they? It was a success to catch such a big wind egg and make such a big noise. Fortunately, the wind egg didn’t break directly here.”

A pair of strange pupils appeared on the surface of the huge feathers, which were of seven colors. He looked down carefully and said, "Those five little guys are gone. They must have entered the space passage. Since the establishment of Feiyu Tiangong, they They are the first people to come here and go out. I don’t know if this method will work. There is always some risk.”

After a pause, Giant Feather said: "There is no road in the world. The more people walk, the better. Goodbye, five young men. It's better not to see each other again, lest they meet me and hate Lingyu again. Although I still have Nine hundred and ninety-five."

The huge feathers disappeared again.

After a while, the sound of solid sleeping snores could be heard faintly in the empty void.

The inner layer of Feiyu Heavenly Palace.

The figures of the White Luan Demon, the Red Bird Demon and the Golden Eagle Demon were hovering in mid-air.

"Our mission is accomplished."

"A little tired."

"It's time for us to rest too."

...

The top of Yushan Mountain in the Southern Region.

High in the sky at Fengshentai.

A huge, white city in the sky has been hanging above it for several days.

Around the Fengshen Platform, a ritual of offering sacrifices and praying for blessings was held at some point.

Totem flag, wizard costume.

Various spiritual fruits and sacrificial animals were neatly placed on the large altar.

A vertical flag with flying feather-shaped witchcraft painted on it neatly stood in the small square.

Zhu Ronglie, the great wizard of the Red Feather Tribe, Bai Yutian, the leader of the White Feather Tribe, and Cang Yujie, the leader of the Cangyu Tribe, led the wizards of their respective tribes to dance a mysterious blessing dance outside the Fengshen Platform.

They danced, shaking the bone bells rhythmically in their hands, beating the leather drums, and humming the ancient tribal secret language of the Feiyu clan.

The Akabane tribe danced the dance of wind and fire, and the wizards sprayed flaming spirits from their mouths while dancing.

The White Feather tribe danced the dance of wind and snow, and the wizards threw clusters of flying snow from the curling kettles they held.

The Cangyu tribe danced the dance of wind and sand. The wizards blew the golden sand in their hands, scattering golden light for a day.

The atmosphere of the blessing is cheerful and mysterious.

Under the Fengshen Stage, the important tribe members of the Feiyu clan were talking about each other while watching the blessing dance ceremony.

"Great Wizard Zhu Ronglie is worthy of being the first person in the Feiyu clan."

"Clan Leader Bai Yutian's grace is still the same as before."

"When the Cangyu tribe leader was young, he was also the most outstanding young man in the Feiyu tribe."

"It has been seven days since Feiyu Heavenly Palace arrived in the sky."

"Does Master Yugami really live in that giant white city?"

"Feiyu Tiangong appears at Fengshentai. This is the first time a miracle has occurred since records began."

"Maybe the legendary Lord Yu Shen will come in person."

"The days of Feather God's Festival have passed. If Master Feather God comes, it will be long overdue."

"This year's ceremony to welcome the Wind God has not been completed yet? The Wind God has not arrived yet. Without the injection of the power of the Wind Spirit, the Wind Spirit Mine in Yushan will not be able to produce the best Wind Spirit Stone."

"The Red Feather Saint, the White Feather Saint, the Cang Yu Saint, Cang Yu Zhi from the Cang Yu Tribe, and the boy in green who calls himself Xu Xiaoxian were all captured by Fei Yu Tiangong. They have not returned yet. I don't know if they can still survive. Return?"

"This is also an anecdote. Even in the Feiyu Tribe's classics, it has never been recorded that anyone was photographed going to Feiyu Tiangong. They probably won't be able to come back."

"If I can't come back, I will die in Feiyu Heavenly Palace."

"Don't talk nonsense. Feiyu Tiangong is the blessed land of true immortals where Lord Yu Shen lives. If you go there, you might become immortal?"

"Really? If only I could go to Fei Yu Tiangong. Tsk tsk, immortality."

...

At noon, the flying feathers in the sky suddenly shook.

Immediately, the wind picked up, the thunder roared loudly, and the entire Yushan Mountain shook violently.

Under the Fengshen stage.

The flag fell over, the offering table overturned, spiritual fruits scattered on the ground, and a sacrificial pig flew into the sky with a black wizard's hat on its head. The wizard who lost his hat was hiding around with his head in his hands.

Someone shouted: "It's the feather god who is angry."

Someone else shouted: "It's divine punishment from heaven, Yushan is going to fall."

The crowd around Fengshentai suddenly made a mess of porridge.

Zhu Ronglie, Bai Yutian and Cang Yujie are the top beings in the Feiyu clan, and they have never seen the formation like today.

"Such a big movement." Bai Yutian raised his head and looked at Feiyu Tiangong, "Is Lord Yushen's true form really coming?"

Zhu Ronglie's eyes were filled with flames, and he used his flame eyes to observe carefully, "Bai Yutian, don't talk nonsense. I think it's just violent space fluctuations. Lord Yushen is coming,

How can it be? "

Cang Yujie held the staff in front of him, thought for a moment, and then said: "Could it be that the unfinished ceremony of welcoming the God of Wind has begun again? In previous years, during the ceremony of welcoming the God of Wind, there would also be strong winds, and there would be strong winds. The space fluctuates. It’s just that the action this time is too violent.”

Zhu Ronlie frowned, looked at the chaotic crowd around him, raised the Three Feathers Staff high in his hand, and said sternly: "Don't panic, everyone. Master Yushen is the patron saint of the Feiyu clan, how can he hurt us? Anyone who talks nonsense again , which is disrespectful to Master Yushen, I wish Ronglie will destroy all nine of his clans.”

Zhu Ronglie's voice was blessed with soul power, and the chaotic crowd suddenly calmed down. People knelt down and buried their heads in a posture of prostrate to the ground, not daring to get up.

They all know the temperament of this great wizard, who is a master who kills without blinking an eye. Just a few days ago, a young wizard placed the sacrifice in the wrong place, which directly angered Zhu Ronglie. A fireball was thrown by Zhu Ronglie for disrespecting the God of Feathers, and he was burned in the fire in front of everyone, leaving not even a dreg behind.

"What do you think that is?" Bai Yutian pointed to the sky with his finger.

A dark space channel appeared at the bottom of Feiyu's sky, and a silver-white arc squeezed out of the space channel slowly and quickly.

"It's the God of Wind who has arrived." Zhu Ronglie said excitedly.

"I have already felt the power of the powerful wind spirit, which is more than a hundred times more powerful than the wind gods we welcomed in previous years." The staff in Cang Yujie's hand kept shaking, resonating with the wind attribute, and he held it tightly to stop it. Get rid of it.

Not long after.

The silver arc revealed the entire outline, and it was a silver shining giant egg.

The word "wind" was clearly written on the surface of the silver egg. The power of the wind spirit swirling around it was completely substantive, as powerful as a sword formation, and dark cracks appeared in the void.

Zhu Ronglie, Bai Yutian and Cang Yujie shouted in unison: "Yingfeng God!"

Then, the three of them clasped their hands and performed a blessing ceremony.

The people around did not dare to raise their heads and shouted in unison: "Wind God."

"What else is behind?" Zhu Ronlie looked at the sky and asked in surprise.

High in the air.

Behind the silver egg, there are five small dots, white, gold, red, green and silver. Five small dots are compacted together, fluttering in the strong wind, but not separated.

"It's people, it's them, they're back," Bai Yutian shouted excitedly, "The white one is my disciple Bai Yujing."

As the five small dots fell, the figure gradually became clearer.

Xu Yang, Bai Yujing, Cang Yuran, Cang Yuzhi, and Chi Yuyan held hands and rode down the wind.

However, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of the silver dome high in the sky, and then the eggshell shattered into powder.

Lines of colorful wind spirit power emerged from it, as beautiful as a wind fairy in a colorful dress dancing in the air.

In the Yushan area, the tribesmen of the Feiyu clan all looked up at the colorful spiritual power flying in the sky, and they all cheered.

"It's the wind god who has arrived."

"The colorful wind gods are more spectacular than in previous years."

"The Supreme Lord Yu Shen has not forgotten us. He sent the Wind God here."

...

After that, the colorful wind spirit power rushed into the mineral veins in the Yushan area in an orderly manner, nourishing the wind spirit mineral deposits.

The huge white city high in the sky disappears into the blue, returning to the mysterious place from which it came.

The three saints, Cang Yuzhi and Xu Yang returned safely.

Regarding what happened in Feiyutian Palace, the three saints only told it as a secret to Zhu Ronglie, Bai Yutian and Cang Yujie, the three tribal chiefs.

After the three leaders discussed in person, they immediately pardoned Xu Yang's crime of trespassing on Feng Shen Tower.

The ceremony to welcome and send off the Goddess of Feathers came to a perfect conclusion. This was the most magical Feather Gods Festival.