Lingwa frowned, and gave Lu Chen a hard look.
Since she ascended the throne, she has never thanked anyone, and this is the first time she has bowed to Lu Chen, it is already her limit.
Lu Chen was actually dissatisfied, and wanted her to be blessed, which is really unreasonable.
Doing the ceremony of Wanfu is what a maid of honor does, or the etiquette of ordinary women.
She is the Queen of the Spirit Race, she is high above, overlooking hundreds of millions of Spirit Race people, how can she perform such blessings like a court lady?
At this moment, on the top of the altar, the purple energy flourished, and a purple light suddenly descended from the sky, covering Lu Chen and the other twelve people.
"Ziguangding, Dimiao is here!"
Some elders shouted excitedly, the sound was like a torrent of thunder, spreading across thousands of miles, reaching the ears of every Spirit Race member.
In an instant, under the altar, hundreds of millions of Spirit Race people knelt down and worshiped the altar.
In the distant land of Lingquan, Linghuang's eyes opened again, and there was a strong color of excitement in his pupils.
"The last time my emperor reached the top was a hundred thousand years ago. During this period, no one reached the top. It's like a curse covering my spirit race!"
"Today, the curse was finally broken. Twelve people climbed to the top, and twelve emperor seedlings were born. My spirit race has created a miracle!"
"The doomed person is the lucky star of my spirit clan. He brought eleven members of my spirit clan together as emperor seedlings, and was destined to help the rise of the spirit clan!"
"Heir of Nine Dragons, he really possesses extraordinary powers and has infinite potential. If he and Wa'er get along well, it will be in the best interest of my spirit clan!"
Suddenly, Linghuang sensed something, moved his eyes down, and saw a prince staring at Lu Chen fiercely, with unkind eyes.
"I have descendants who want to harm Lu Chen?"
"But there are still restrictions on the altar. Lu Chen is a descendant of Nine Dragons. He can support the vision of three dragons and is not afraid of suppression. No one may be able to hurt him."
"Lu Chen has taken a lot of benefits from the land of the Holy Spring. He has already received feedback from the Spirit Race, and he has also lost the protection of the Emperor. It all depends on his own good luck."
Linghuang slowly closed his eyes again, and fell into samadhi.
On the top of the altar, Lu Chen, Lingwa, and the ten court ladies were bathed in the purple light of the heaven and earth, looking up at the sky, as if the emperor was born, and the emperor's aura soared to the sky, making hundreds of millions of people surrender.
Lu Chen withdrew his soul power, because he didn't need it anymore. All those who climbed to the top were recognized by heaven and earth after being illuminated by the purple light.
But Lu Chen forgot to take his hands back, and still maintained the original posture, holding Lingwa with one hand and the ten palace maids with the other.
On the contrary, the maids of ten palaces were very eye-catching, quietly withdrew their hands, and stood behind like green leaves, leaving all their demeanor to their master and queen.
At that moment, under the general illumination of the purple light, it seemed that there were two more gods and men in the world.
A handsome face, with sword eyebrows in his mane, majestic and heroic!
A facial features carved like jade, skin like white snow, and a slender neck. His face is extremely beautiful and beautiful!
The two gods and man blended together in appearance and spirit, beautiful in appearance, as if they were one, the perfect match, instantly fascinated hundreds of millions of people present.
"Queen, this son's spiritual aura is not pure, who is he?"
Finally, an elder asked.
"His name is Lu Chen, and he is the destined person of the spirit clan!"
When Lingwa mentioned Zhenyuan, his voice was like thunder rolling in the sky, and it spread all over the world, officially announcing it to the people of the Lingzu.
As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar, which immediately caused a commotion, and hundreds of millions of Spirit Race people erupted in joy.
"One hundred thousand years ago, the ancestors prophesied that someone was destined to crack the Star Luo Formation, unseal the Spirit Valley, and save the Spirit Race!"
"The destined person has come, so the Linggu has been unsealed?"
"The person who is destined in the dark is not my spirit family, why does he have the spirit of the spirit family?"
The elders who don't care about worldly affairs also became excited and asked questions one after another.
"That's right, the Xingluo Great Formation has been broken, Feng Yao's seal has been released, and the exit from Linggu to Xingluo Land has been opened!"
Speaking of this, Lingwa turned her head and glanced at Lu Chen, "Lu Chen, possesses a strange skill that can produce the breath of my spirit clan."
"When I entered the Spirit Valley, in order to avoid misunderstanding, I changed the aura of the aura."
Lu Chen smiled slightly, explaining like this.
Then, with a thought, Lu Chen took off the air rune chain with the profound meaning of spiritual energy, and restored the breath of the human race.
"Great, he's a human race!"
The hearts of hundreds of millions of people hanging in the air were stuffed back into their bodies.
Before knowing what race Lu Chen was, everyone was on tenterhooks.
If Lu Chen is a hostile race such as Yaozu, Mozu, etc., it will be troublesome.
After all, there are disguises in this world!
One hundred thousand years ago, the spirit race and the human race were allies, and once fought together against other hostile races.
But later, the ancestors of the Spirit Race made a big mistake, and the Spirit Race was punished by the Human Race and sealed in the Spirit Valley.
Therefore, the spirit clan does not hate the human race, and is even happy that the destined person is a human race!
"The ancestors said that those who are destined in the dark have great power and can help the rise of the spirit race."
An old elder looked at Lu Chen and said with emotion, "The ancestors sincerely do not deceive me. As soon as this son comes, he will help eleven members of our Lingzu to climb to the top and become the emperor! If the ancestors knew about the curse that cannot climb to the top, they would be very pleased."
The old man's eyes shifted from Lu Chen to Lingwa, and suddenly he said meaningfully: "This son is a nobleman of my spirit clan, the queen should keep him, and he will become the stronghold of my spirit clan in the future." Those who! The ancestors also retained a strong human race, but unfortunately failed, the queen may follow the example of the ancestors."
"I agree!"
"Consensus!"
The other elders agreed one after another, and Kang showed earnest eyes.
Lu Chen's expression remained unchanged, but there were ten thousand alpacas galloping in his heart.
These guys wanted him to stay, but they asked Lingwa directly, instead of asking the deity how he felt?
This deity came here to find treasures, not to enter the spirit clan, can you figure this out?
Now, with the seeds of the ancient spirit god tree in hand, half of the spirit spring water of the spirit clan has been moved, and two catties of spirit spirit essence liquid have entered the account, so what are they left for?
When the fight is over and the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is over, the deity will slap his ass and leave!
On the other side of the secret realm, Mingyue is waiting for him, and there is a whole army of brothers waiting for him, he needs to get out quickly.
"this……"
Lingwa was a little hoarse. The elder meant that she and the ancestor of the Linghuang were born together, that she and Lu Chen should be reconciled, and that Lu Chen would join the Zhuling clan.
However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, she didn't know how to refuse.
Reconcile with Lu Chen?
She really didn't think about this question.
She had only established trust in Lu Chen, and she had just regarded Lu Chen as a good friend, far from reaching the level of cultivation.
The most urgent task is to solve the Ninth Prince, not to think about the relationship between the children.
"Together!"
"Together!"
"Together!"
In vain, under the altar, hundreds of millions of Spirit Race people suddenly shouted.
