"Beat me? What are you talking about in a sleep, I'm..."

The Lord of Huihai Sword seemed to hear the ridiculous joke. He is a master of Nirvana in the seven-nark realm. Xiao Yi is only at the peak of the Dao Tribulation realm. He is still thinking about beating him?

However……

Before the Huihai Sword Master finished speaking, Xiao Yi in front of him suddenly disappeared.

When it appears again.

It was already in front of him, and Xiao Yi raised his fist and smashed it towards his head...

Bang!

The Master of Huihai Sword never expected that Xiao Yi would really dare to take action. Unpredictable, Xiao Yi punched him in the face. There was a golden scene in front of him, and the dizzy Master of Huihai Sword was smashed to the ground with a bang.

hiss!

A sound of gasping air swept around.

Everyone looked shocked.

Who would have thought that Xiao Yi, who was at the peak of the Daojie Realm, would dare to attack the Huihai Sword Lord in the Seven Nirvana Realm?

"The fuck you..."

The Lord of Huihai Sword turned over and looked at him angrily, and the cold evil aura condensed between his palms. The aura of the Seven Nirvana Realm exploded instantly, mixed with anger, and turned into a deadly sharp edge.

However……

Xiao Yi was not afraid at all and sneered: "I am the priest. If you dare to touch me, it is a blasphemy of the ancestors of the Daqian Dynasty. How about touching me?"

“…”

The Huihai Sword Master shook his face.

The main sacrifice should not be humiliated!

This is a consensus among major forces.

If he really attacked Xiao Yi at this time, even Emperor Qian would have an excuse to punish him and even implicate the Tianjian Sect.

The Lord of Huihai Sword Frozen, and he thought about why Xiao Yi dared to be so unscrupulous. While he was distracted, Xiao Yi jumped high and smashed his knees into his chest.

boom!

The Huihai Sword Lord, caught off guard, was smashed to the ground hard, and Xiao Yi turned over and sat on his chest.

He strangled his throat with one hand and clenched his fist with the other.

boom!

Rumble!

Dozens or hundreds of punches were smashed out in an instant, and they all fell on the Huihai Sword Master, which made the Huihai Sword Master bruised and swollen, and was in a mess. Everyone around him looked at Xiao Yi, who was riding on the Huihai Sword Master in awe and beat him up in a hurry.

"Xiao Yi, enough!"

Emperor Qian couldn't stand it and let out a cold snort.

"I'll punch another!"

Bang!

Xiao Yi punched the Huihai Sword Master in the face, and hit him with a golden star in his eyes and blood was squirting. He stood up with satisfaction and bowed to Emperor Qian, "Your Majesty, Xiao Yi has lost his composure!"

Emperor Qian: “…”

Do you still know how to lose your composure? Look at what the main Huihai Sword has been like?

At this moment, the Lord of Huihai Sword was determined to die, and he wanted to slap Xiao Yi with one palm, but his identity as the priest made him afraid of being afraid and could not do anything at all. He stared at Xiao Yi with resentment and gritted his teeth and said, "Little bastard, wait for me... The sacrifice will eventually end!"

"Do you still want to be beaten?" Xiao Yi said with his eyes narrowed.

The Huihai Sword Lord was so angry that he trembled all over and gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, okay, wait for me!"

The angry Huihai Sword Lord returned to the crowd with a gloomy face, but his cold and resentful gaze never moved away from Xiao Yi.

"Did he think he didn't live long enough?"

"I think he has already given up. Now His Majesty Emperor Qian doesn't want to change the main priest temporarily to avoid affecting the ancestor worship ceremony. He also has the identity protection of the president of Xiaoshanheyuan. The Lord of Huihai Sword may not kill him for the time being because of his priest's face, but when the ancestor worship ceremony is over, it will be his death day..."

"Are you thinking too much? Don't forget that Xiao Yi and I have a battle agreement. Whether he can wait until the ceremony of ancestor worship is over is still a question!" Nangong Shengji glanced at the crowd of people with different opinions and said with a sneer.

These days...

He learned from his mistakes and took that step with the help of Yang Yuhuan.

From the peak of the Dharma Realm, you have entered the Nirvana Realm.

He also has the treasure that exchanged for most of the Nangong family's industries. This is the time to be most confident. In his opinion, if Xiao Yi fights him, there will definitely be a dead end!

At this moment.

A loud bell came from the top of the mountain.

Dong!

Dong!

Dongdong!

Eighteen consecutive strokes.

Eunuch Qi looked at the top of the mountain and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the eighteenth consecutive bell has already ringed. The auspicious time for the incense at the ancestor worship ceremony has come!"

"Um!"

Emperor Gan nodded and said, "Xiao Yi, let's start!"

"good!"

Xiao Yi responded and looked at Jin Feiyan: "Feiyan, it's fragrant!"

“Yes, Master!”

Jin Feiyan nodded quickly, and broke free from the tense atmosphere just now, touched the fragrant sweat on her forehead. She jumped over and took the long incense standing in front of the mountain gate, and walked towards the big tripod in front of her.

One step at a time.

Jin Feiyan kowtowed ninety-nine times, and finally inserted the incense into the furnace.

The eyes of the powerful men around him looked at Jin Feiyan with deep envy and jealousy. The reward for this incense is extremely abundant.

It can change the fate of a family!

but.

This dispute over the top incense has been constantly changing and reversing.

Those strong men who failed to get the first incense position saw Xiao Yi's strength and domineeringness, but they did not dare to make any mistakes at this time.

The incense has been raised.

The ancestor worship ceremony also means that the formal sacrifice will enter. As the president of Xiaoshanheyuan, Xiao Yi, as the dean of Xiaoshanheyuan, was the presiding priest, and was responsible for presiding over the ancestor worship ceremony.

As everyone stared at them, Xiao Yi coughed lightly and cleared his throat, then stepped forward: "Everyone, today is a happy day for the ancestor worship ceremony of my Dagan Dynasty. I will serve as the main priest for this sacrifice."

This time everyone didn't say much.

after all……

The ancestor worship ceremony is related to the royal face. Even if they are determined to make things difficult for Xiao Yi, they will never dare to take action at this time.

Xiao Yi said loudly: "Please dismount!"

Swish!

Emperor Gan stood up long, his dragon robe sounded, and Emperor Gan looked solemn and did not get angry but mighty. While walking, the tiger steps and dragons were so majestic that the ministers behind him were convinced and shouted loudly: "Long live my emperor..."

"Your Majesty Gan Emperor has been around for generations, and the Dagan Dynasty has lasted for generations..."

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A series of dull horn sounds suddenly sounded.

In this horn sound.

Emperor Gan walked to Xiao Yi, with a hint of resistance and coldness in his eyes, but due to the rules of the ancestor worship ceremony, Emperor Gan had to hold the sacrifice fist and palm in both hands, lower his head slightly in front of Xiao Yi, and said in a deep voice: "The thirteenth emperor of the Dagan Dynasty will lead the ministers to worship the ancestors and ancestors, please open the way!"

"allow!"

Xiao Yi responded loudly.

Waving.

Xiao Yi took the scepter from Emperor Gan and pointed behind him: "The main sacrifice opens the way, and worships the ancestors and ancestors..."

For a moment.

On the top of the mountain, bursts of loud sacrificial songs sounded: "Who will come to me? I will work hard to travel south and make sacrifices to the next level. The end of this, and it is better to leave the rest of the temple. The temple looks like it is, and it is not full of sincerity. Now, the Yang De is in a bad mood, and there is a sadness. The descending is water and scattered, mixed into mud..."

Xiao Yi shouted loudly: "The soul of the dead is back!"

Emperor Gan and others responded: "Return..."

Xiao Yi held the scepter in his hand and walked in the front all the way, with every step so solemn and heavy. Everyone followed him one after another, following him step by step. The black crowd slowly walked towards the altar in the center of the mountain top.

From the mountain gate to the altar, there are ninety-nine steps.

Nine is the extreme number.

The emperor is even more respected!

These nine-nine numbers are not only derived from the long-term national fortune of the Dagan Dynasty, but also means that the ancestors of the Dagan Dynasty are above the nine-five masters, which are more precious than the emperor!

Xiao Yi walked to the center of the altar.

The altar is eight-sided, and the whole body is made of white marble. It is said that in order to build this altar, the Dagan Dynasty dug dozens of white marble ores.

Nine dragon-locking pillars stand around the altar.

Xiao Yi was in the center of the altar, holding the scepter in his hand, and said aloud: "The first ring of sacrifice - sacrifice!"
Chapter completed!