——

The upper heaven.

"Rumble--"

Above Ning Zhiguo, the entire sky suddenly shook violently!

A sound like a huge thunder exploded above everyone's heads, and everyone was shocked.

Murong Qing looked at the pillar of light that reached the sky not far away, and a light flashed in his eyes. He immediately stood up and rushed in that direction.

After he arrived, Tuoyue Sect, Li family, and Ning Zhiguo's national officials all arrived one after another.

None of them spoke, and all their eyes fell on the radiant light pillar that reached the sky. At this time, the sky-reaching light pillar was covered by the laws of heaven and earth, and mysterious aura emanated from it one after another, making people yearn for it.

At this time, the eight strong men of the fourth level of the Soul Realm under the pillar of light were all sweating profusely, their eyes were closed, and their bodies were shaking violently, as if they were reaching their limit.

As the light became stronger and stronger, everyone's hearts were raised. They were both nervous and excited. After waiting for nine days and nine nights, they finally waited for the opening!

There was no expression on Murong Qing's face, and she looked at the scene within the sky-wide beam of light calmly.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

The next moment.

"boom--"

There was another loud noise, accompanied by a powerful shock wave, which sent the eight closest fourth-level divine spirit realm powerhouses flying away.

The rest of the people were also shocked by this sudden move and took a few steps back.

I saw that in the sky-reaching light pillar, the space was torn apart directly, and a huge passage entrance appeared inside.

"It's open!"

Yan Zhengxi shouted excitedly, and he quickly led several of Murong Qing's people forward. They had agreed before that their people would go in first.

The others were also ready to go, but they did not dare to act rashly.

It wasn't until the three figures of the Murong family disappeared into the torn space that they quickly stepped into the passage one after another.

Outside the crowd, three figures in black robes were hiding in the crowd. They were always paying attention to the situation inside. The moment they saw the passage opening, their eyes shot out a bright light.

Just when they were about to find an opportunity to sneak in.

suddenly.

"Click!"

"Click!"

"Click!"

Their bodies collapsed softly on the ground, and behind them, three figures gradually emerged.

The three figures took them away quickly, fearing that they would be discovered a step too late.

——

Wan Dao Alliance.

Today in Wandaomeng, the streets are bustling with people and very lively.

There were lanterns and colorful lanterns everywhere, and various lanterns were hung on the eaves, on the trees, and by the river.

Altars of various sizes are all opened on this day. Wild boars larger than humans are tied to the sacrificial platform and bled. Countless tributes are placed on the sacrificial platform. People come and go in various temples.

Ever since it was invaded, Kunlun has been cast under a thick layer of haze. There is a strong atmosphere of killing everywhere, the people are in dire straits, and their vitality is bleak. The people are miserable for this sudden disaster.

Many people with evil intentions even took advantage of the chaos to burn, kill and loot, making the Kunlun world even worse.

So after experiencing two months of cold winter, those who can survive are already very lucky.

"It must be the Goddess of Shepherd who has blessed us. We must buy more tributes this year!"

"Oh, look at my brain, I forgot to buy..."

People on the streets are discussing what each other has bought to offer sacrifices to. The more things they buy, the better, which means the more sincere their hearts are.

This is the most important festival in Kunlun.

Lupercalia!

Lupercalia is a festival that has been handed down in Kunlun for tens of thousands of years. On this day, everyone will go to heaven to parade and participate in sacrifices.

There will be running water mats on the street for three days, which can be said to be very lively.

Everyone's faces were filled with smiles. Having experienced life and death, they cherished the ordinary happiness of still being alive even more.

The Wandao Palace is equally festive, and there is the largest sacrificial platform in the Wandao Palace.

A hundred banquets were also set up in the spacious place, and Xia Zijin, Song Cheng, Yun Qiqi, Luo Qi and others were all invited.

Cang Meng captured Fu Ji and others and brought them back to serve as hosts and greet people.

Coming back from the altar, everyone was smiling and saying auspicious words to each other.

But there was a hint of heaviness in the smiles on everyone's faces, because their alliance leader, Xiao Zining, had been missing for more than twenty days.

He didn't leave a single word, and just disappeared so suddenly.

Xia Zijin, who came back from the sacrificial altar, did not join the crowd. Instead, she came to a very secluded courtyard and sat quietly alone, staring at the sky blankly. Her eyes were full of worry.

Xiao Zining has disappeared for more than 20 days. During these 20 days, they tried their best to find him. They almost searched the entire Kunlun, but still found nothing.

The Poison King Saint who appeared strangely that day never appeared again, which made everyone worry again.

I even began to wonder if the Poison King Saint had evil intentions and had hidden evil intentions from the beginning just to deceive Xiao Zining.

How can anyone really live for five thousand years?
Chapter completed!