Only a very small part of the blood of the gods in the body was mobilized, and the few blood of the 9th grade remaining in the blood vessels were squeezed inward.

The cuffs of the arms stretched out slightly, revealing the snow-white wrists. After the blood of the gods surging, everyone can faintly see the golden streamers in it!

The gaze moved with the golden streamer, and the slender jade hand became transparent. In the end, the gorgeous gold came out from the fingertips and hit the astrolabe.

The dense golden color starts to spread from the center of the astrolabe, instead of lighting up the dark stars one after another like the traditional way.

When the golden lines spread to the entire astrolabe, there was a "hum~"! Everyone in the audience exclaimed!

The connection to Elder Xuan was also shocked! Light up nine dark stars at the same time, which is almost unheard of!

Everyone held their heartbeat, because the golden pattern in the center of the astrolabe began to rush towards the last dark star, and the dense golden patterns seemed to contain the different expectations of everyone.

"Ding~"

With a soft sound, the first golden branch pattern touches the dark star first, and the golden light is like a rising tide, making the dark star show up as small dots as large as sesame seeds.

Elder Tongxuan opened his eyes wide, and when other small golden lines "hit" into the dark star one after another, the tenth dark star burst into light far beyond the first nine!

Elder Tongxuan opened his mouth, the light became more and more intense, and he even began to embed in the circle around the periphery of the astrolabe!

"Crack~"

Kuangsan raised his eyebrows, his fingers left the astrolabe, and the golden lines retreated back into Kuangsan's body quickly, as if going back in time.

A kind of consternation in the audience, what is this?

God's bloodline?

"Kakkaka~"

With a crisp sound, Elder Tongxuan just wanted to use his anger to pick up the astrolabe, and the ancient test tool suspended in the air lost his strength.

With a sound, he fell on the stage and shattered to pieces! Another gust of wind blew, and the astrolabe turned into flying ash, passing by the girl's black long skirt.

Elder Tongxuan raised his head and looked at the girl in the black dress who was smiling in front of him. It was him who was in charge of the blood test. Of course he knew that Miss Mo'er hadn't done anything!

Although it is expected that Miss Mo'er has the bloodline of the gods, Miss Mo'er obviously did not consume a single bit, and even used the astrolabe...

The old man took a breath, "Gu Mo'er, the bloodline of the gods! From the Seven-Colored Heavenly Emperor Pen, seven..."

Halfway through, Elder Tongxuan coughed again in embarrassment, and the astrolabe was turned into powder. He thought he was at the ceremony of adulthood in the clan.

After thinking about it, this is just a blood test before the baptism of the emperor altar!

There is still a long time before the adult ceremony ceremony in the clan, and now Miss Mo'er can blow up the astrolabe. At that time...what should I do?

The old man smiled awkwardly at Kuangsan, Kuangsan nodded to him, and then walked off the other side.

The saints who were ten miles away, or standing in the air observing, all smiled with relief.

Among them, suspended above the high platform, a middle-aged man with black profound armor and a thick back like a mountain range, with a stiff smile on his solemn face.

Above the center of the eyebrows, the colorful ethnic pattern appeared faintly for a moment.

When the surrounding saints saw this scene, they dared to step forward to say hello.

This one is the second strongest of the ancient clan, Gu Lie, King of the Eight-Star Fighting Saint Heishan!

Ordinary half saints and one-star fighting saints can't support him at all! You will be beaten to pieces, and your soul will fall apart!

This class of characters, even if the clan holds a ceremony, does not ask the slightest, now they actually come to watch the quiz before the baptism of the emperor altar! It really surprised them.

Although they have the blood of Miss Mo'er, they didn't expect that they would have shocked this...Recall that King Heiyan had been entrusted to Miss Mo'er and went to the Yan clan alone... They, who were not invaded by the cold and heat, could not help but blow up a chill on their backs.

King Heiyan...Is this to publicly support Miss Moer?

The sages looked at each other and smiled. They had long heard that the elder's house did not want Miss Mo'er to control the Black Pan Army, and was even more suspicious in the middle.

With Miss Mo'er's temperament, after the baptism of the emperor's altar, there is obviously another good show to watch!

Some four- and five-star fighting sages who have been in retreat all year round, once they come out of cultivation, it is all idle pain.

Manage a pulse? They are all controlled by high-ranking venerables, and they are not easy to intervene. So, going to meet friends, traveling the mainland, and having some fun becomes their fun after they leave customs.

As for the next retreat? Put it after the adult ceremony of the clan, it is first-rate for the fighting sage, and time, if it is not used for cultivation, it is not very lacking.

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The news still inevitably spread, but only circulated among the direct lineages. Some Dou Zun all changed their words in private and called Miss Mo Er the young master.

On the second day, the baptism of the emperor altar officially began.

Those subordinate forces in the Eastern Region who visited this place yesterday, even more eagerly went to the Imperial Altar in the early morning.

There is no complicated pattern on the quaint emperor altar, but the dark red emperor altar still gives people a sense of depression.

Hand-operated by a digital high-ranking Dou Zun, a behemoth resembling the pyramid of the earth, suspended slightly above the altar of the emperor.

Even Tianjiao of the Eastern Region, who was born in the fantasy world, was shocked when he saw this scene.

There is no spire in the entire tower building, and the top is a two-foot-long platform. A snow-white futon is quietly placed on it~lightnovelpub.net~ A stream of pure energy lingers above the futon. Just looking at the style, you know that it is expensive.

There are nearly a hundred such futons, which are distributed in the top ten layers of the "pyramid".

In the ancient world, the sun simulated by the saints broke through the horizon.

A few kilometers around the emperor altar were surrounded by people from the subordinate forces of the Eastern Region.

Soldiers of the Heiyan Army blockade around the imperial altar, holding heavy black guns, and standing meticulously on the spot.

An old man who seized the most forward position grabbed the cheering granddaughter beside him.

"Don't move!"

The girl was about thirteen or fourteen, and she stuck her tongue out at her grandpa in dissatisfaction.

"Remember!" The old man said solemnly: "You are on the 178th floor, the 66th!"

"I see!" The girl rolled her eyes and repeated: "One hundred seventy-eight, sixty-six!"

The old man's face was a little slow, "This is the place that the ancestors finally got. If you meet people from the ancient tribe, you must let them pass first. This is not in the City of Heaven. You can't be savage!"

Nearly a hundred miles around the Imperial Altar, it is a no-fly area, unless there is a document approved by the elder's courtyard, it can fly through.

However, the flight trajectory must not pass over the emperor altar!

Gu Qingyang led Gu Hua and a group of black warriors and walked from a distance with a smile.

With the black soldiers on the side, the subordinate forces of the Eastern Regions gave way.

Walking to the forefront, the two Heiyan soldiers guarding the place quickly knelt on one knee, "I have seen Sandutong, Sidutong!"

Gu Qingyang waved lightly and helped them up, "Has Miss Mo'er gone in?"

"Go back to the Sandu to unify the words, the Erdu unification has not yet...has come..."

The shocked expression of the black soldier in front of him was reflected in his eyes. Gu Qingyang looked back, and a white jade flying boat with beautiful lines was flying towards this side.