Chapter 882: Flame Battle Arena

After the words fell, the void suddenly became extremely quiet. There was no sound in the space. Everyone was silent.

The high priest soared into the air. The incomparably brilliant fire of the Phoenix burned on his body. A huge phantom of the Phoenix appeared in the void, bathed in flames, with wings spread out, covering the sky. The whole sky was filled with a strong breath of fire.

At this moment, the high priest's body seemed to merge with the phantom of the Phoenix that covered the sky and the earth. His body disappeared, and the phantom of the Phoenix became more solid. There seemed to be a little more charm in the sharp eyes, which was even more profound and terrifying.

"The Great Phoenix Sutra!"

Many people were shocked. The high priest performed the most advanced skills of the Phoenix Clan, the Great Phoenix Sutra, which was one of the top skills in the Tianxuan Nine Regions.

Now, the high priest personally performed it, and transformed himself into the Supreme Divine Phoenix. The whole world was shrouded in his pressure. Countless people's hearts trembled, and they looked at the phantom of the Divine Phoenix with awe, as if they were looking at a god.

Even those people of other races became solemn at this moment. In a sense, the high priest who performed the Great Divine Phoenix Sutra was already the highest belief of the Divine Phoenix Clan and could not be blasphemed.

"The Divine Phoenix Clan was born between heaven and earth since ancient times. They seized the creation of heaven and earth, felt the essence of the sun and the moon, communicated with the spirit, and practiced martial arts. Countless peerless ancestors came to the world one after another, blooming with brilliant glory, and after thousands of years, they finally became a great clan in the demon domain."

The Divine Phoenix spoke in human voice, and his tone was full of vicissitudes, as if he was telling the glorious past of the Divine Phoenix Clan. Every word was clearly transmitted to everyone's eardrums. It seemed that scenes appeared in everyone's mind, as if they really saw everything the Divine Phoenix Clan had experienced from the beginning of its birth to the present.

All the members of the Shenhuang tribe closed their eyes naturally, put their hands on their chests, and showed a pious look on their faces. Suddenly, they felt an unprecedented sense of belonging in their hearts, which was extremely strong. At this moment, they were all descendants of the Shenhuang tribe.

Qin Xuan looked around and was surprised to find that every member of the Shenhuang tribe was praying devoutly. Even Huo'er seemed to be stimulated by something, with his eyes closed and praying with all his heart.

The voice uttered by the Shenhuang tribe seemed to have some kind of magic power, which could communicate with the faith deep in the hearts of the Shenhuang tribe members and influence them.

Until this moment, Qin Xuan really realized the horror of the high priest. He didn't need to take action, but only needed to communicate with his consciousness to make everyone in the Shenhuang tribe work for him. How terrible was it?

In this way, there were very few people in the world who could kill him, unless he could compete with the power of the entire Shenhuang tribe.

"Among the three giants of the Shenhuang clan, the high priests are often the strongest, but they also look the oldest. They have exhausted their energy and lives to integrate the will of the Shenhuang clan. Although they have gained strength, they have reduced their lifespans and died earlier than the other two." Feng Qing suddenly said.

"So that's it." Qin Xuan suddenly realized. No wonder he found that the high priest was much older than the clan leader and the goddess. In fact, they were from the same era. It turned out that this was the reason.

"The cultivation world has always been fair. To get something, you must give up something. Every high priest of the Shenhuang clan is worthy of respect. However, many times they are more pedantic, too observant of clan rules, and opposed to change." Feng Qing said again.

Qin Xuan was silent. He didn't know what the high priest had done, but now it seems that he didn't see anything wrong.

Then countless eyes followed the movement of the Shenhuang in the void. The wings of the Shenhuang trembled, and a terrifying fire tornado storm blew up in an instant, howling and shaking the world. The crowd only felt a burning feeling coming at them, and their faces seemed to be burned.

"So strong..." Tailong was shocked. He felt as if his whole body was wrapped in flames. The burning sensation invaded his body. Everything in his body seemed to be burned. He felt extremely uncomfortable.

"This is a necessary ritual of the Phoenix Clan's sacrificial ceremony. Everyone must endure the divine fire bath, no matter what realm they are in." Che Ting explained.

As the power of the Phoenix grew stronger, the fire storm around it became more and more terrifying, covering a wider void. Endless flames fell down, as if forming a sea of ​​fire, covering everyone's head.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Continuous rumbling sounds rang out, and many people began to release their breath. A dazzling defensive light curtain appeared around them, and endless light flowed on it, resisting the flames coming from all directions.

Most of these people are young people, only at the Yuanwang realm, and it is difficult for them to directly resist the flames with their bodies.

Among these young people, there are not only young people from the Phoenix Clan, but also younger generations from the major demon clans. Of course, the expressions of those top geniuses did not change much, and they completely resisted the flame with their bodies.

Jingyue looked at Huo'er and saw that Qin Xuan and others were calm, and no one released defense. Her heart trembled slightly. Could it be that these people were pretending?

Even the people she invited had a few people who were a little uncomfortable. How could those people be so relaxed?

They must be deliberately mysterious, pretending to be relaxed to confuse others. How strong they are can only be seen next.

After an unknown period of time, the flame in the void seemed to fade away little by little, and the power of the Phoenix gradually weakened. Everyone looked up and saw that the phantom of the Phoenix began to shrink and fade. Finally, an old figure walked out of it. It was the high priest.

Soon, the flames disappeared completely, and the sky returned to its original appearance, with no clouds in the sky. Everything seemed to have not changed.

The high priest turned his eyes and looked at the vast crowd, saying loudly: "Thank you all for coming to witness the sacrificial ceremony of my Shenhuang clan today. I am very grateful!"

"You are too polite, high priest. The Shenhuang clan and our clan have always been friendly. Please come to visit us!" Qingchen of the Qingpeng clan smiled. The other demon clans sneered in their hearts when they heard this. Have they always been friendly?

Thousands of years ago, the Shenhuang clan and the Qingpeng clan also had a great victory. Both sides suffered countless casualties. Have they forgotten it so quickly?

Of course, they just turned a blind eye and would not deliberately mention this matter at this time, otherwise they would offend the two major races at the same time.

"I heard that today's sacrificial ceremony and the selection of noble goddesses are held on the same day. Is this true?" The strong man of the Tianguang White Tiger clan looked at the high priest and asked.

"It is true." The high priest nodded.

"Then when will it start?" the strong man asked again.

The high priest did not answer the man immediately, but looked at the goddess. The goddess nodded lightly, and the high priest understood and said, "Now we can start."

After that, the high priest waved his hand, and a torrent of flames flowed out from the void, as if containing the power of the Great Dao. The torrent of flames split into nine streams, each of which shot towards a large direction. The hot breath once again raged between heaven and earth, and the temperature rose wildly.

The nine streams roared and continued to evolve and condense. It seemed that there was still a breath of formation in them. After a while, the nine streams turned into nine huge flame battle platforms, suspended in the air.

Seeing the nine flame battle platforms, the crowd's eyes condensed, and they felt the powerful breath emanating from the nine battle platforms.

Even if you get close to the nine battle platforms, you need to bear a lot of pressure, not to mention fighting on them. This is definitely a huge test. You can imagine how difficult it is.

"It's finally about to start." A hint of excitement flashed in Jingyue's beautiful eyes. She had been waiting for this day for a long time, and had made a lot of plans and paid a lot of price. She must succeed.

The other princesses also became nervous. They were about to start competing. No matter how well they prepared before, they were still a little nervous when it came to this moment.

This battle will determine who will be the goddess.

"Battle arena competition?" Qin Xuan's eyes showed a strange color. The nine flame battle arenas should obviously correspond to the nine princesses. They should be asked to compete on the battle arena, but they didn't know the specific rules.

At this time, countless eyes looked at the high priest, with expectations on their faces. Every goddess selection was presided over by the high priest himself, and the rules were different. I wonder what the rules will be this time.

"I believe you have seen these nine flame battle platforms. Next, the nine princesses will guard a battle platform respectively. Each of them can invite nine friends to help. The nine battle platforms can challenge each other. The loser cannot play again. The princess who occupies the most battle platforms will become the goddess of this session."

When the high priest's voice fell, countless people's hearts trembled wildly, and their eyes flashed with shock. Just listening to the rules, they could feel a sense of tension. The real battle would probably be more intense.

Qin Xuan's eyes flashed with a light, and then he looked at everyone and said: "In addition to Huo'er, I, Tailong, Muye, Senior Mo Hai, and the five seniors who were confirmed before will fight."

"Okay." Tailong and others nodded. They knew that there would be nine people to help, so they had already determined the candidates for the battle.

Jingyue walked towards the Qingpeng clan. Qingchen, a strong man from the Qingpeng clan, looked at her and said with a smile, "You must be Princess Jingyue."

"Jingyue greets the senior." Jingyue bowed slightly, showing great courtesy, gentleness and generosity, showing the temperament of the eldest princess of the Shenhuang clan to the extreme.

"Not bad." Qingchen nodded in appreciation, feeling very satisfied. They came for Jingyue. If they could help Jingyue get the position of the goddess, the Qingpeng clan would get great benefits. These were promised before.

Jingyue turned her eyes and looked at the handsome young man next to Qingchen. A charming smile appeared on her pretty face, and she said, "Mr. Qingpeng, I'll leave it to you this time."

The handsome young man nodded slightly, expressionless. He was not interested in such a fight and was unwilling to take action, but the strong men in the clan put pressure on him, so he had no choice but to come to help.