Long Lian couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the dense dao lines, although he had heard that this was a demon-like existence, but seeing it with his own eyes was not the same thing as hearing about it.

In particular, the high-level power of the Dao, the thick golden lines interspersed with the Dao patterns that surpass the super-super, giving people a great visual impact.

"Boom!" another coercion came, how could 'God' tolerate a little reptile to resist.

Long Xiaobai resisted hard, but gradually, he felt powerless. The coercion, the huge suction, made him feel like he couldn't resist.

Suddenly, just as his soul was stripped away and he wanted to get out of his body, the suction stopped.

"Huh?" a soft sound sounded in the circle. It's not Long Xiaobai's, nor is it Long Pian's.

Both of the people in the circle heard this softly, and their voices were very flat, but they were also full of doubts.

Is it God's voice? Or is it not God at all, but some strong man?

Long Xiaobai and Long Lian were stunned in place with some fear at the same time, especially Long Lian, who was not imprisoned by coercion, and trembled slightly.

"Alas~ not a dragon. The voice sounded again, a little helpless, a little annoyed.

Immediately after that, the suction and coercion disappeared at the same time, and the rotation speed of the magic circle slowed down, as if the ritual of sacrificing to the heavens had been completed.

Long Xiaobai was stunned for a long time before he put away the dragon's body, and his mind was booming, not from that voice, but from the sentence 'not a dragon'.

Long Lian was also stunned in place, her face was extremely pale with half of her face exposed, although her eyes were covered, she could see that she was staring at Long Xiaobai, her delicate body was trembling, and her bright red mouth was also trembling.

Long Xiaobai suddenly came to his senses and found that Hong'er and Cui'er were still spinning like madmen outside, and the people under the altar were still kneeling reverently. Only Long Lian, she, seemed to be very scared.

"Miss Priestess, is it done?" he stood up and shook his white robe. From that voice, it can be heard that the other party is not a god, but a strong man!

After discovering that his soul was not a dragon, or even the soul of this space, he could only retreat helplessly.

"Clan~Patriarch~Gang~ Did you hear it just now?" Long Lian's voice trembled.

"What did you hear? no!" Long Xiaobai pretended to be stunned. However, the killing intent in his heart has risen, if it weren't for the presence of so many people, he would no longer pity the jade.

"No~Isn't it?" Long Lian rubbed her forehead, and it seemed that she was beginning to wonder if she was hallucinating.

"Miss Sacrifice, the sacrifice to the heavens has been completed, right?" Long Xiaobai didn't want to stay on this weird altar for a moment.

Long Lian glanced at the weakened magic circle, and the three incense sticks on the offering table had burned to the bottom, so he nodded.

"It's done, Patriarch, the ritual of worshipping the heavens has been completed. Long Lian threw the strange scene out of his mind and calmed himself down.

"Knock knock!" After a few drums, the two little madwomen finally stopped turning.

"Brush!" The light of the circle completely disappeared, leaving only circles of black formations.

"The ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens is completed!" Long Lian shouted.

"Wow!" all the people under the altar stood up and looked up at the top one by one.

Long Xiaobai pretended to salute the offering table, then flew off the altar and saluted everyone: "Everyone, the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens is over, let's have a drink today!"

"Hahaha! Congratulations to the White Dragon Patriarch!

"Patriarch of the White Dragon, if you don't get drunk today, you won't return!"

"White Dragon Patriarch, please. ”

“......”

Long Xiaobai left the altar in the congratulations and compliments of a group of people and walked towards the White Dragon Palace.

And Long Lian on the altar stood in place stunned, looking at the white back, and always felt that something was wrong.

However, thinking of the sudden voice, she felt very.

Not to mention the heavenly sacrifice ceremonies of the various clans in the Great Realm, the Holy Dragon Clan doesn't know how many times it has been held, and they have never heard of the voice of the heavens at all.

In her opinion, God is nothing more than fate, invisible, let alone talking.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Cui'er asked suspiciously, seeing that her master was in a daze.

"Ahh The two of you clean up, and when you're done, let's go to Bailongdian for a banquet together. ”

"Yes, Master. ”

......

White Dragon Palace, second floor.

At this time, the second floor was full of friends, a table of guests pushed cups and changed lamps, and a pretty maid shuttled back and forth with a tray, not knowing that she thought she had come to the restaurant.

In the hall on the first floor, more than a dozen graceful women were writhing to the music, these dancers were brought by Long Zhuo, and a few musicians were also there.

The guests on the second floor held wine glasses one by one, watched the dance below, and talked with their neighbors from time to time, looking at a happy scene.

Long Xiaobai stopped in front of a table of guests with a wine glass, toasted one by one, and then exchanged a few words.

Since he has become a patriarch, it is estimated that this kind of occasion will be indispensable in the future, and he needs to adapt quickly.

The banquet lasted from noon to evening before it began to disperse, and as the guests left one by one, the White Dragon Hall gradually became deserted.

Long Xiaobai's women were tapping the gifts at this time, and then registered them one by one, waiting for the guest's home to do things, so that they could return them according to the gift list.

"Xiaobai, Ling'er and I will leave first, and then accompany her to walk around Dongsheng. As a patriarch, you will have to rely on yourself in the future. ”

Long Potian's face was full of red light at this time, and he had drunk a lot of wine today. Holding the spirit phoenix in his hand, he is so old, and his children and grandchildren are not shy about it.

"Ancestor walk slowly, I wish you a good time. Long Xiaobai smiled a little narrowly.

"Xiaobai, take good care of Yunhuang in the future, and take her back often when you have time. ”

Linghuang turned his head to look at Yunhuang, who was busy on the first floor, his face full of reluctance.

"Linghuang Ancestor, don't worry, we will go back often in the future. Long Xiaobai said.

"Hmm~ I won't say hello to her, lest she be sad. Brother Tian, let's go. ”

"Hahaha! Xiaobai, remember to go back to the academy when you're done. Long Potian laughed, and then disappeared in place with the spirit phoenix.

"Brother Bai, we have also said goodbye, and we will have a chance to meet again in the future!" Long Hao bowed, and then flew down with Long Yan.

"So anxious~ hit?" Long Xiaobai muttered in a low voice.

Long Potian is gone, and on the second floor, there are only the Bright Sun and Lu Pressure and Chi You from the Western Emperor.

"Little White Dragon, I also take my leave. But when I came, my father had something for me to bring to you. Yaori walked up to Long Xiaobai and said with his hands behind his back.

"Uncle Yaori, please say, I don't know what Emperor Yaohuang commands. Long Xiaobai saluted.

"My father said: Yue'er's cultivation is still shallow now, and she needs to focus on cultivation, I hope you don't bother her. Of course, when she succeeds in cultivation, she will be free. When the time comes, it is up to her to decide where to go. ”

(End of chapter)