Standing at the forefront of the Shuirong family team was an old man with a half-black head and half a hundred.

With his head buried in front of his chest, his palms pressed together and his chin resting on his chin, he looked the most religious.

The many members of the family behind him are equally pious, their heads buried very low.

Looking at the many aristocratic families on the Enchanted Pavilion, you can basically see the same situation.

It seems that the older seniors are taking the lead, while the younger members of the family follow behind, praying together, with a pious look.

And in the center of the altar suspended in front of Zuixin Pavilion, the shadow of the Moon God was still glowing faintly.

There was silence on the Zuixin Pavilion.

At this time, a large number of people gathered on the shore closest to Zuixin Pavilion.

They are either ordinary people or some influential family members.

Due to their insufficient status, they could not go to the Zuixin Pavilion and pray directly to the Moon God Altar.

But everyone wants to be blessed by the Moon God, even if they can't get to the Zuixin Pavilion, they will go to the lake to pray.

"So many people."

Fang Yu frowned slightly looking at the dense crowd in front of him.

There are too many people, the water can't drain, and they can't squeeze in.

However, even if you are separated from the crowd, you can see the altar suspended in the air far away.

"Meeting the gods, what kind of gods are you going to sacrifice?" Fang Yu squinted slightly and looked at the crowd in front of him.

"I heard that along the way, he was named Moon God." Hua Yan said.

"Moon God? Have you heard of it?" Fang Yu asked, turning his head.

Huayan shook her head lightly and whispered: "Although I am active in the realm of the Yin and Yang clan, I rarely come to Xiaoyang Lake and I don't know their customs here.

Fang Yu nodded and looked into the distance again.

His eyes fell on the large pavilion before the altar.

This is Zuixin Pavilion.

The core members of the Shuirong Family should all be praying on the Zuixin Pavilion at this moment.

Fang Yu squinted, looking for the members of the Shuirong family in the Zuixin Pavilion.

Soon, he found a group of people with the same crimson cloaks on the shoulders of the guards of the Shuirong Family.

A total of sixty-three people.

This group of people are members of the Shuirong family!

Fang Yu observed each of them.

At the beginning, he had seen the guy who issued the reward through Wandao Pavilion.

Crimson cloak, red lightning marks on his forehead.

These two are the most prominent features.

Fang Yu observed this group of people and found that among the 63 core members of this group of Shuirong Family, none of them had a red lightning mark on their foreheads.

"how is this possible?"

Fang Yu frowned, his eyes locked on these people.

However, it is clear that there is no lightning mark on the foreheads of this group of people.

The core members of Shuirong Family... are all here.

What about that person back then! ?

The person who met him through Wandao Pavilion...Why didn't he come to the scene?

Moreover, why is there only a red lightning mark on that person's forehead, while none of the core members of this group of Shuirong family have such a mark?

Is that person really from the Shuirong family?

Fang Yu felt confused.

Of course, the color of the cloak on the shoulders is the same.

"Maomao..." Huayan suddenly said.

Fang Yu suddenly felt another bitter cold.

He immediately turned his head, looked at Huayan, and said solemnly: "Miss Huayan...please don't use this name to call me in the future, my name is Fang Yu."

"Sorry, I always think of you as him..." Huayan bit her red lips and said apologetically, "My sister promises you that I won't call you that way in the future."

"But you also have to promise me... Before you are willing to call my sister, you can directly call my name, anyway, don't call me Miss Hua Yan."

"Good." Fang Yu nodded.

"Xiaoyu, have you found the person you are looking for? Or, you want to bring everyone from the Shuirong family together..." Hua Yanmei asked with killing intent flashing in her eyes.

"I haven't found that person yet, so don't rush to do it." Fang Yu looked forward and said, "This sacrificial ceremony should be almost over. After it is over... we will talk to the people among them and take a look. Can you get that guy out from the beginning."

Huayan nodded after hearing what Fang Yu said.

And Chen Ye also stood aside, staring with hatred at the group of people from the Shuirong Family on the Delighted Pavilion in the distance.

The Broken Mountain Seal is a sacred artifact that the Tyrant Sovereign obtained from the Great Shadow Demon, so it was snatched by the Shuirong Family!

On this trip, he must take back the broken mountain seal and return the property to the original owner!

At the same time, the Shuirong family must pay a price.

The prayer lasted for nearly half an hour.

Until the four priests around the altar stopped chanting and raised their hands, those present stopped praying.

Many members of the family on the Zuixin Pavilion raised their heads and looked up at the altar in front, their eyes full of excitement.

The same is true for the crowd by the lake, staring at the altar in the distance with extremely anticipatory eyes.

At the same time, the surroundings became noisy.

The four priests around the altar once again raised their hands to their chests.

They pinch the tactics and put their hands together.

"bass!"

The light flows, and the altar rises again!

It rose to a position of nearly fifty meters and began to spin rapidly.

The six steles surrounding the altar are more intense.

And the shadow of the **** in the center of the stele is even brighter!

At this time ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the ghost of the moon **** increased and spread to the altar!

"bass"

Everyone can see the moon **** phantom in the sky.

It seems to be a female.

It has a graceful appearance, as if wearing a skirt, spinning in the air.

At this time, bursts of light like sparks, centered on where it was, slowly spread around.

"Moon God's blessing! Go and pick it up quickly, whoever receives it!"

The whole area became extremely restless, and everyone's expression was extremely excited!

Of course, the sparks that fell, basically fell on the Zhuoxin Pavilion.

And those people on the Zuixin Pavilion, on the contrary, stood in their place, and there was no scramble.

However, as can be seen from their looks, they are equally excited.

A little spark fell on some people's heads, and then turned into a ray of light, blending into their bodies.

These people were so excited that they were shaking, and a faint stream of light flashed from head to toe in an instant.

Those who have not been absorbed by the spark are looking up, their eyes full of longing and expectation.

As for this large group of people by the lake, they are even more crazy, squeezing forward desperately, wanting to get a share of the lake.

However, there are only one-thousandth of the sparks that can blow to the lake, only a few scattered points.

But it was these few sparks that caused these thousands of people to fight over their heads.

"What are these sparks? So many people rushed to fight for it? What benefits will it bring to the body?" Chen Ye stood beside Fang Yu, wondering.

Fang Yu didn't care about these sparks, but stared at the so-called Moon God phantom on the air altar.

The altar exudes an extremely special atmosphere.