Cold King, the Doctor Fei Is Running Away Chapter 1169: Whose blood, whose god

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"The Ceremony of Conferring Gods, Step Two: Holy Relics and Spirits."

When Ji Jue and Feng Xingying reached the highest point, the ceremonial officer sang loudly again.

The loud voice, with strong spiritual power, clearly spread into everyone's ears.

"Canglong Mountain sacred object, Canglong Sky-Splitting Spear. Please show the sacred son of God."

As a golden spear was brought to Ji Jue, Ji Jue held Feng Xingying's hand, and naturally drew a blood mark on the muzzle.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, their husband and wife love each other deeply. Even if the bloodline is verified, Ji Jue will not let go of Feng Xingying's hand.

Because Ji Jue’s hands are bleeding like a puff, and Feng Xingying just accidentally rubbed the palm of her hand a little.

Ji Jue's method of manifesting the sacredness is exactly the same as seeing the blood with the Xi and Phoenix sword on the day of Feng Xingying.

Ji Jue's movements are natural and smooth, which is not doubtful at all.

Everyone is looking forward to it, just waiting for some changes in the dragon spear that sees blood.

Everyone held their breath, no one dared to make a loud noise, for fear of arguing the appearance of the gods.

Time goes by little by little, and the quiet and terrifying crowd will inevitably be suspicious.

"Don't worry, everyone, the ancient gods have three chances to test. The holy relic hasn't appeared for thousands of years, so please try again." The court official said.

The ceremonial officials are the core children of the Ji family, and of course they help Ji Jue speak.

Ji Jue nodded, looking a little embarrassed. He saw Feng Xingying showing the saint with blood on that day, and there was only a small amount of blood. Why didn't he get here?

Is there less blood?

Ji Jue could only be cruel, and used the sharp blade of the spear to make a long cut from his right arm.

Of course, Feng Xingying, who was holding him on his right hand, was also accidentally injured, and the spear was also slashed through Feng Xingying's arm at the same time, dropping a deep mouth of blood.

Look forward, silence.

"Haha." The sudden laughter broke the silence of the space.

Everyone looked in the direction of laughter.

The laughter turned out to be Feng Xingying?

Ji Jue's heartbeat speeded up for half a beat. He wanted to say that it was great, Xingying, you finally woke up, but there was a thump in his heart, thinking that something was wrong.

"Will you kill me to get my blood if you don't develop it this time?" Feng Xingying said sarcastically.

"Xingying, stop making trouble." Ji Jue wanted to say something, but was stunned by the vision in front of him.

I saw a flaming red phoenix bird flying high in the sky with Fengxingying as the center.

Some people even saw clearly the expression on the Phoenix Bird's face, with a trace of seriousness and sadness, which was actually similar to Feng Xingying.

The figure of this phoenix bird is even more daunting, and one wing can cover the entire sky.

Fortunately, this is just an illusion, not a real phoenix bird.

But people still knelt down spontaneously in excitement, shouting loudly:

"Divine Phoenix!"

"Divine Phoenix!"

"Divine Phoenix!"

"God bless Yunxi!"

At this time, Feng Xingying was holding the Xihuang sword in his hand and said solemnly: "Fengxingying, the descendant of Ye Wahuang of the Divine Phoenix family, a branch of Xihuang. The name of the sword is Lihuang, a holy treasure of the Phoenix family. "

Feng Xingying's voice is not loud and calm, but it can echo over the entire Kowloon City.

It was no longer Ji Jue who everyone bowed and looked up, but Feng Xingying who suddenly opened his blood.

Feng Xingying used such a simple and rude way to expose his identity.

The thing she regrets most now is that she used to worry too much and didn't dare to reveal her identity. If she had thrown away all estimates earlier to take the risk that her identity brought to her, perhaps Qin Molin would not...