Qin Hao looked at the distance curiously.

In the middle of the city is a flat square called Fenghuaping.

Establish a loess altar, which is thirty-three feet high. Xiaoju serves as a priest and takes a group of ritual officials to pray to the god of Hua.

On the top of the altar, there is a golden statue, surrounded by the power of incense and the sacred light, echoing the sky and shrouding golden light. It is completely impossible to see clearly, but it can give people the feeling of spring breeze.

"I can't see clearly!"

Qin Hao widened his eyes.

Ye Qingyu's heart trembled unconsciously.

She subconsciously turned her head and looked at the crowded crowd downstairs.

There is an ordinary person inside, who looks just like a normal person, crowded in the crowd, without any characteristics, but he attracts her at first sight.

"I think I've seen it somewhere?"

Ye Qingyu was surprised.

at this time.

That person also seems to him.

Smile, red lips and white teeth.

Of course, this is Qin Li’s original master who came out of seclusion in advance.

"I wanted to protect them quietly, but I didn't expect Qingyu to be so sensitive."

Qin Li shook his head and smiled. He had changed his appearance and aura. He had not seen him for decades, but was instantly noticed.

"My parents are here too!"

"And this kid, Qin Hao."

Qin Li's ability to connect with the sky has already peeked at everything about Qin Hao.

"My heart and blood are connected. My own son has no physical constitution, but his soul is strong, his understanding is superb, and he also masters innate magical powers."

"It's just that some second-generation ancestors need to be polished."

Qin Li said with a smile.

He doesn't want to reveal his identity yet.

After all, a great father is a shackle for Qin Hao.

"What method should I use to integrate into them?" Qin Li frowned and thought, and was in a state of distress.

Sudden!

The demonic wind is shattered.

An evil spirit blew across the city.

Countless lights went out instantly, especially incisive.

"who?"

Xiaoju was immediately furious.

"Infringe upon my city, I will ruin my sacrifice!"

All monks noticed it and looked sideways at the northern sky.

A demon cloud came, with deep pressure, cold and terrifying. The monks in the city were trembling and did not dare to breathe.

"I am the Plum Blossom Demon Sect. I am the one who sacrifices to God Hua, and I deserve to die."

In the Demon Cloud.

Dozens of demonic monks emerged.

Black plum blossoms are still falling in the clouds, with a foul smell, which is very strange.

"It's actually a cultivator of the Demon Sect!"

"I've heard of them, from Fengzhou!"

"After spreading to Shengzhou, he hated Hua Shen and smashed hundreds of Xi Temples!"

Qin Li was stunned for a moment. The Plum Blossom Demon Sect appeared somewhere, and it seemed to have a grudge against him, and it seemed to have some connection.

"From now on, no sacrifices to the god of Hua will be allowed in Shengzhou."

The leading demon cultivator shouted angrily.

Raise your hand and press it!

boom!

The demonic aura is like a tide.

Turned into a thousand-foot-sized handprint.

The loess altar was directly smashed and gravel was splashed.
Chapter completed!