Chapter 955 Ninety-Nine Level Altar
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Zi RanWords: 1190Update Time: 24/01/19 04:41:53
"Clan leader, thank you"
The knot in Nuolan's heart was untied, and the red and white thread lingering on her body disappeared immediately. After bidding farewell to Uncle Ten and Fu Zhihong, she returned to the temple briskly, closed the door, turned around and looked at the inner hall, her heart " Bang bang bang. After steadying her breathing, she put her hand on the door of the inner hall.
"Come in."
The ring has not yet been struck.
The door opens automatically.
Seeing the scene in the inner hall, Nuan Lan's eyes couldn't help but widen suddenly.
Never imagined.
The inner hall turned out to be a starry sky.
It was like an illusion, with no walls or houses around, and it was endless. After stepping in, she realized that what was under her feet was like a mirror lake. She could clearly see the clear water flowing under the mirror lake. But when you step on it, your shoes won't get wet. It's like stepping on a flat ground. Above the empty Mirror Lake is a starry sky with countless stars in it.
"Why are you standing there? Give me the storage bag."
The saint's cold voice.
It instantly brought Nuo Lan back to her senses from the shock.
She is at this moment.
Emotionally.
but.
Soon she tried her best to restrain herself.
Such a great place.
She must not perform poorly and lose the opportunity to come in.
It only took a few breaths from the time she came in. The sixth level of the "Star God Mysterious Sutra" where she had been stagnant clicked, and she naturally broke through to the seventh level.
"Holy girl, this is the storage bag sent by the patriarch."
Nuan Lan respectfully took out the storage bag from her sleeve.
A flash of light.
A bunch of hill-like monsters piled up on the Mirror Lake.
Nuan Lan raised her eyes and took a look, and couldn't help but secretly smacked her lips. These were all third-level monsters. Such a large number, if sold in the market, would be at least tens of thousands of spirit stones.
"Take it"
"This is to invite the gods to incense"
The saint used her skills.
Three ten-foot-long incense sticks floated in front of Nulan.
On top of the incense stick.
It was densely covered with starlight runes.
Nuan Lan took one look and immediately felt faint and wanted to vomit:
"Relax your mind. After the altar is raised, you insert the incense stick on the incense burner. Remember, when you are putting incense, if... if your body has an adverse reaction, don't force it. Your life is at stake."
Please God.
If your heart is not pious enough.
The incense stick cannot be lit.
And the Star God they serve has another request that is different from other gods. Without the approval of the Star God, they cannot walk to the incense burner, and if they try hard, they will die.
"As you command, Saint!"
Nuan Lan was a little scared.
but.
More often than not, young people's newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.
She held her chest high and looked high-spirited.
The sound is like a bell:
"Holy girl, I'm ready. I will definitely live up to my humiliation. Please ascend to the altar!"
"Um"
The saint made a seal with her hands, and slowly sat cross-legged on the mirror lake. As her spell sounded in the air, the mountain of monster corpses accumulated in front of her turned into blood bit by bit, and the blood actually flowed into the mirror lake. Among them, the water under the mirror lake is still so clear.
After half of the mountain of monster corpses has melted.
Jinghu suddenly trembled.
immediately.
An altar slowly rose up from the bottom of the water.
There are ninety-nine floors in the altar.
As soon as the saint's curse seal changed, her body floated up and entered the sixth floor of the altar. Nuo Lan, who was holding an incense stick, also silently recited the spell. Starlight flashed under her feet, and she felt her eyes flicker. The next moment, she appeared on the altar. On the first floor of the altar, a fifty-foot-tall incense burner stood in the center.