Sacrifice!

It is the first part of the ancestor worship ceremony, also known as the literary sacrifice.

Everyone sent the sacrifices they prepared to the altar one by one and offered sacrifices to the ancestors of the Dagan Dynasty.

Whose sacrifice is the most precious?

Then the person can take over the position of the principal priest of the president of Xiaoshanheyuan, hold the sacrificial scepter and preside over the next sacrificial ceremony. This priest is not only a symbol of identity, but also a kind of glory.

Especially for the prince who wanted to compete for the position of crown prince, this means he was recognized by the ancestors of the Dagan Dynasty.

There will be bonuses for inheriting the throne in the future!

Because of this...

Whether it is Yang Kun or Yang Ling, they are looking for powerful and precious monsters as sacrifices at all costs, in order to win the position of the main priest.

The entire literary sacrifice process was very solemn.

Whenever you want to pay tribute, you must kneel three times and kowtow nine times, hold the animal storage bag in your hands and send it to the altar.

Under the eyes of everyone.

The strong men held the sacrifices in their hands and walked up to the altar one after another. After all, this was the ceremony of ancestor worship for the Dagan Dynasty, and the royal family was paying homage to the ancestors. Even though many of the ten forces and strong men were not interested in the current Gan Emperor.

But……

At this solemn moment, even if it is as powerful as the Tian Jian Sect and as arrogant as the Huihai Sword Master, he dare not make any mistakes.

The Lord of Huihai Sword came out first, holding a beast storage bag in both hands.

Kneel three times and kowtow nine times.

There are words in your mouth.

"The representative of the Heavenly Sword Master Huihai is the Tianjian Sect. I wonder what the best they will give this time?"

"Although the Tianjian Sect will give sacrifices every time the ancestor worship ceremony is held, I heard that they just give some low-level monsters to count, and this time is probably no exception!"

"No matter what the Tianjian Sect is, what I am more curious about now is His Highness Yang Kun. The monsters he prepared were gone. I wonder if he has a backup plan. Otherwise, he would be in trouble!"

The battle between Yang Kun and Yang Ling for the position of crown prince is a death battle where you die if you die, and I die.

The victorious one is the king and ascends to the Nine Five.

The loser is a bandit, and his life is gone!

Throughout history...

Those who compete for that position have never had a good ending!

At this moment.

The Lord of Huihai Sword had already put the beast bag representing the Tianjian Sect on the altar, and then stood up and rubbed Xiao Yi by the moment he passed by. His aura was locked in Xiao Yi's ears, and the cold voice also exploded in Xiao Yi's ears: "Xiao Yi, don't you think that the relationship between you and me will end so soon, right? Wait, after the ancestor worship ceremony is over, this Yulong Mountain will be your burial place!"

“Bold!”

Xiao Yi roared like thunder, and the face of the Huihai Sword Lord froze, and he looked at Xiao Yi in disbelief.

The Lord of Huihai Sword never expected it.

At such a solemn and grand ceremony of literary sacrifice, Xiao Yi, as the main priest, dared to openly scold him?

The Lord of Huihai looked at Xiao Yi with a confused look on his face. He was about to speak, but he heard Xiao Yi's voice sound like thunder and roaring righteously: "Lord of Huihai, I respect you as the deputy leader of the Tianjian Sect, and I respect you as the strong man of my Dagan Dynasty and I don't want to care about you. But what about you? You dare to openly threaten me as the main priest on such a sacred altar. You are provoking the ancestors of the Dagan Dynasty..."

"I, I..."

The Huihai Sword Lord's face turned blue and white, and he opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Xiao Yi again.

Xiao Yi's voice rolled like a tide and he kept talking: "Master Huihai Sword, as the deputy sect leader of the Tianjian Sect, you openly threaten the priest at the sacrificial ceremony. This is to provoke the majesty of the royal family, and this is to be disloyal!"

"On the altar, the main priest is respected. If you openly provoke me, this is the following offense, and it is unwise!"

"Your Highness Yang Kun is your disciple of the Tianjian Sect, but you openly destroy the sacrifice at the critical moment of Yang Kun's sacrifice to his ancestors. This is unjust..."

Every time Xiao Yi said, the scepter in his hand was nearly one point away from the Lord of Huihai Sword, and the Lord of Huihai Sword was forced to retreat step by step. "You are an unfaithful, unwise and unrighteous person, don't stay in the Tianjian Sect to practice and improve your virtues, but you do evil here, regardless of black and white, and confuse right and wrong. If I were you, I would have already lifted my knife and wiped my neck. Why do you still have the face here?"

Downtown!

The Huihai Sword Lord's face turned pale and he took three steps in succession.

The chest was undulating violently.

His face was blue and white.

A pair of big eyes stared to the extreme, and glared at Xiao Yi: "You, you, you..."

The Huihai Sword Lord was really angry this time!

"Dare to Huihai, how dare you point your finger at the priest? You don't take His Majesty Emperor Qian and the ancestors of the Daqian Dynasty seriously!" Xiao Yi shouted loudly like thunder, and looked at Emperor Qian from the corner of his eyes.

Emperor Qian's face was as black as carbon.

He was sitting in the mountains and watching tiger fights, but he had no intention of interfering.

But now Xiao has brought out all the Leizu sects of the Daqian Dynasty. Naturally, he is not good to pretend that he doesn't know anything. He coughed lightly and said loudly: "The Lord of Huihai Sword, who wants to make trouble for the ancestor worship ceremony, punishes him and bows a hundred times before the altar!"

Buzz!

The Huihai Sword Lord looked ugly.

Let him kowtow a hundred times to the altar in front of so many people?

If he just knelt down to worship the ancestors of the Daqian Dynasty, he would not have such a huge fluctuation, but Xiao Yi stayed on the altar throughout the journey. Then, he kowtowed to the altar, wouldn’t he also kowtowed to Xiao Yi?

And it's a hundred sounds?

This made the corners of the Huihai Sword Master twitch, but his eyes were full of ferociousness and resentment.

"Sword Lord, please calm down..."

Yang Kun's voice suddenly rang in his mind, "The overall situation is the most important thing!"

call!

The Lord of Huihai Sword exhaled a long breath of turbid air and gritted his teeth and said, "Huihai obeys the order!"

Plop!

The Lord of Huihai Sword Kneeled straight in front of the altar.

He deliberately chose a position that didn't need to face Xiao Yi directly. As soon as he knelt down, Xiao Yi appeared in front of him. Standing on the altar from a high place, Xiao Yi lowered his head slightly, leaned over and looked at his legs kneeling on the ground, raised his head, looked at his Huihai Sword Master in a confused look, and grinned: "Kowtow your head!"

The Huihai Sword Master's throat felt sweet, and his blood surged up wildly with a bite of hot blood.

If he hadn't been suppressed by his powerful energy, this mouthful of old blood would have spewed out long ago.

Gulu!

The Lord of Huihai Sword swallowed the mouth of blood hard, gritted his teeth, and made a dull sound of collision between his head and the ground.

Seeing that the powerful sword master of Huihai was always kneeling in front of Xiao Yi.

The powerful men looked at each other, afraid that they would follow in the footsteps of Huihai Sword Lord, and for a moment no one dared to provoke Xiao Yi again.

Not long.

In the presence...

Except for Yang Ling and Yang Kun, all the sacrifices prepared by others have been sent to the altar.

Everyone's eyes fell on the two of them...
Chapter completed!