Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 458
After hearing this, Meng Xinghe showed excitement on the surface, and then quickly turned into regret, but there was no disturbance in his heart.

He does have some thoughts about the anger of the Xinyan clan.

But he doesn't want to become like them, but wants to grasp the root behind it.

The method of beheading the three corpses is useless to the main body, Lin Xi.

Those ordinary incarnations of the material world don't need to kill the three corpses at all, they form the universe inside, and the flesh is sanctified.

If it is true that he will one day become a Chaos Demon God.

That is the innate holiness. From the very beginning, the physical body has reached the end of the heavens, and the method of beheading the three corpses is naturally unnecessary.

But he doesn't need it, but he can use it as a bargaining chip.

For any path of practice, the fundamental method is more important at the beginning, but after reaching a certain level, the application of the method is more critical.

The method of beheading the three corpse worms is the most sought-after method in all heavens and myriad worlds.

After chatting with Meng Xinghe for a few more words, Yan Su left under Yan Yunyuan's call.

The bright moon passes through the sea of ​​clouds and hangs high in the sky like a bright mirror. The cool moonlight shines down and covers the Altar of Ten Thousand Fires. It seems that even this place, which is usually hot, has a little more coolness.

In the distant undulating mountain peaks, the neighing of the three corpses could be faintly heard.

A few days passed since Yan Su came to look for him.

There is still no news about Mustache, as if he disappeared after arriving in the Heart Immortal Realm.

At this time, Meng Xinghe is still very patiently playing the role of a weak chicken who has unexpectedly fallen into a foreign race.

As for his own origin, he already had some explanations.

As for whether the members of the Xinyan clan believe it or not... that's not important.

Because no matter how true what Meng Xinghe said, they would never believe it.Truth and lies are not really important.

There is really only one reason for the Heart Flame Clan to let Meng Xinghe stay at ease, and that is that he looks 'weak' enough.

No one would think that a guy with 80.00% of the muscles in his body burned by heart fire, his meridians completely destroyed, and his qi sea and dantian completely collapsed, could still be a threat.

It seems to have entered some kind of routine.

Meng Xinghe is in the Xinyan clan, apart from being friends with Yan Su, other members of the Xinyan clan respect him at a respectful distance.

At this moment..., when it came to the opening day of the Wanhuo Ceremony, only Yansu chatted with him and brought him food and wine.

On the Altar of Ten Thousand Fires in the distance, the sound of horns and drums sounded in unison.

Perhaps the sound was deafening at the scene, but it seemed extraordinarily distant from the Altar of Ten Thousand Fires to the outpost.

It was as if the sound separated the two worlds.

Liveliness and loneliness rise at the same time in the sound of horns and drums.

"Hurry up and go back! The Wanhuo Ceremony should have started!" Meng Xinghe said to Yan Su.

Yan Su hesitated for a moment, but said: "I'd better stay here and have a conversation with you! Anyway, it's pretty good!"

Meng Xinghe smiled and said, "What's the matter! Some people can't see you, so you should be worried!"

"Brother Chen was joking...!" Yan Su said with a bit of sadness on his face, and his expression was not happy.

Meng Xinghe knew it well, but at this moment he could only pretend to be confused.

Sure enough, there are no male girlfriends and female confidants.

There is no pure friendship between a man and a woman.

If there is, it is just that they have not yet taken a fancy to the other party.

"Okay! I'm going back! Pay more attention to yourself, you still have injuries on your body, don't go to bed too late at night. Drink some wine and go to bed early!" Cleaning up her emotions, Yan Su showed another elegant smile like before, Said to Meng Xinghe.

It's just that Meng Xinghe could feel that although her tone was kind, there was also a gentle look on her face.But it gives people a deep sense of distance.It's completely different from the carefree laughter and carefree conversation before.

After Yan Su left, Meng Xinghe mobilized his soul power and attached it to his eyes.

Through the window hole, I looked in the direction of the Ten Thousand Fire Altar in the distance.

At this time, on the altar, a group of men and women with various designs and feathers in various colors are dancing strange dances.

Like a bunch of hot burning fire.

He took the wine jug and poured the wine down his throat without using a wine glass.

The wine of the Xinyan tribe is very strong, falling into the stomach, it burns like fire.

It's not good, but it's not bad.

boom!
The entire Ten Thousand Fires Altar suddenly shone brightly in the night sky, glowing red, like a burning flaming mountain.

Even though the cheers of the Xinyan Clan were separated by a mountain, they still seemed to be in their ears.

The wind blowing in through the cracks in the door and the window holes also carried a lively smell.

Under the dim moonlight, I turned my head and looked in the direction opposite to the Altar of Ten Thousand Fires. The pale black undulating mountains seemed to be like huge surging beasts, amidst the cheers of the Xinyan Clan, Was constantly driven away.

The loud cheers suddenly faded away.

The ancient Xun song is melodious, but mixed with the ancient desolation, that kind of faint sadness, although it is not so intense that it immediately makes people cry, but it puts a layer of melancholy on people's hearts.

This melancholy will only become clearer as time goes by.

The Altar of Ten Thousand Fires, which seemed to be burning hot all the time, suddenly dimmed, and the whole mountain became pitch black, black, as if it was darker than the beast-like distant mountain in the distance.

suddenly!

A flame flickered and rose up, as if as long as the wind was a little stronger, it would be enough to completely extinguish it.

But it is still burning tenaciously, flickering, jumping, and slowly moving to the top of the mountain.

Boom, boom, boom!

Three bells tolled, penetrating the heaven and earth, like the first sound of the era.

A most common orange-red flame rose from the Altar of Ten Thousand Fires, and then turned into a fire meteor, burning into the sky.

It seems to be a signal.

At the moment when this fire light rises, various flames of red, yellow, purple, white, blue, gray, blue, black, gold, and silver are like fireworks that spin and explode. Generally, fly towards the sky.

The sky, which was like a big black background, was burned into colorful lights.

The brilliant fire light illuminates everything, they are not the sun.So under their illumination, there are still entire shadows.But it is also because of this that they can be arranged side by side in the sky, each blooming with its own beauty and splendor.

Firelight and moonlight seem to divide the space into several boundaries.

The outpost where Meng Xinghe is located is in the mortal world.And on the altar of thousands of fires far away, where the flames are in full bloom, is a fairyland.

Roar...roar...roar!
A different kind of cheers sounded like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

This kind of cry is not only the beginning of the cheering ceremony, but also announcing their existence, their dominion and dominion rights to this ancient heart fairyland.

The rise of the flame gradually became looser.

Every ten minutes or so, a new flame or two would rise up and burn into the sky.

And every time the flame rises, it must be accompanied by a rush of drums.

And the longer the drumbeat, the stronger the rising flame.

Just at this moment, Meng Xinghe saw some fast-moving figures in the mottled light and shadow from the corner of his magic eye.

They... are not of the Xinyan family.

(End of this chapter)