The strong men from the Huang Jian Palace naturally looked ugly.

They were originally planning to use the one-fifth of the residual Nebula Technique of Wuchen Sword to make Qinglin Shen Pavilion bleed heavily, but it was obvious that Mo Lingxuan directly let their plan fail.

The old face of the pavilion leader Wan Ze was full of joy, and he knew that he had not read the wrong person.

Those who once could trigger a vision of gods in the Northern Region Divine Pavilion will inevitably play an important role in the oracle ritual.

Sure enough, Mo Lingxuan actually realized the complete Nebula Art!

That is a holy law, and it is extremely important to him, Qinglin Shen Pavilion.

"Now, can you know what is true and what is false?"

Mo Lingxuan's cold eyes swept over Zhu Qiang of the Wilderness Sword Palace and the two deputy pavilions, and spoke indifferently. On the other hand, they couldn't even say a word...

This slap in the face was extremely loud.

"If you don't say it, it means you still think it's fake? Since it's fake, there is no need to keep it anymore."

After saying that, Mo Lingxuan threw the Nebula Art in his hand into the air, and bounced his fingers, and a black flame attacked the paper inkstone.

He was originally planning to give this Xingyun Jue to Qinglin Shen Pavilion, which was also considered the attitude of the Grand Pavilion Master to him before returning the gift.

But since they don’t open their eyes, it’s not cheap for these idiots to destroy them.

"Young Master Mo, wait..."

Seeing this, the Lord of the Pavilion Flashed and he quickly shouted, wanting Mo Lingxuan to stop the crazy act of burning the Holy Method.

The two deputy pavilions and others also opened their eyes wide at this moment and wanted to shout, but it was too late.

"Boom..."

Accompanied by loud noises, under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, the huge mental paper with the Nebula Technique written was directly wrapped in a terrifying ball of black flames, and was burned to ashes in an instant!

"This... is the Holy Dharma-level Nebula Art! I finally got it in the oracle inheritance, but I burned it without saying a word?"

"Even if you are angry, you won't be like this... How precious is the holy law? I'm afraid there are not many complete books in the Qinglin Realm of Qinglin God Pavilion and the Wilderness Sword Palace. Mo Lingxuan is actually... ruined?"

After a while, a series of horrifying voices sounded. Everyone looked at Mo Lingxuan in amazement, and even wanted to remove him from the bottom of his heart.

Any holy method that is put in Qinglin Realm will be something that will cause everyone to snatch, but Mo Lingxuan is so useless!

"This is the holy law passed down from the oracle of my Qinglin God Pavilion. What qualifications do you have to destroy it!"

"Even if you don't accept me, you should not take your anger on such oracle holy laws!"

The two deputy cabinet owners were actually bleeding in their hearts... that was so regretful.

Even if they have only one complete holy law in Qinglin God Pavilion, there will be one more Nebula Art now, but it will be gone!

However, nothing was revealed on their faces, and they still pushed the blame on Mo Lingxuan.

"Shut up, isn't it because you think you are not embarrassed enough? If you dare to say more, don't blame me for being rude!"

At this moment, Wan Ze could not bear it anymore and scolded him sternly. The terrifying pressure at the peak of Nirvana Realm came directly, and the two deputy pavilions were even more adept.

Their face suddenly turned pale, and they knew they were in the wrong, so they didn't say much.

"Mr. Mo, this is my fault in Qinglin Shen Pavilion. Here, I personally apologize to you."

After taking a deep breath, the head of the pavilion, Wan Ze, could only smile bitterly, and immediately bowed to Mo Lingxuan to apologize: "After the oracle ceremony is officially over, you will follow me, and I will hand over the Nirvana Realm to you in person."

He no longer hopes that Mo Lingxuan will write a new copy of the Nebula Sutra. After all, let alone whether it can be done, his God Pavilion does not have the same face as asking others for it.

Because it was originally their Qinglin Shen Pavilion’s fault.

Mo Lingxuan glanced at Wan Ze and nodded lightly.

As a peak existence in Nirvana Realm, personally apologizing to himself is a sign of his sincerity.

Although the Nirvana Pill is not very effective for him, it is still useful to other people in the Emperor Demon Sect. It is a waste of time, and it will be fine after all.

"The oracle ceremony is coming to an end. Thank you for coming to my Qinglin God Pavilion. At that time, I will also send someone to distribute oracle rewards one by one."

After pondering for a while, the Lord of the Pavilion on the Sacrifice Platform personally began to preside over the end of the ceremony: "Now, the last part of the oracle ceremony will be started, and the statue of the God of God and the Great Power and Great Master! Thank you for your power!"

When saying this, the faces of the Lord of the Grand Pavilion and the powerful men of the God Pavilion were full of solemnity.

The gods have descended on the oracle tradition. At the end of the ceremony, people in the world naturally have to pay homage and thank them, praying that the gods can better protect the world.

This is the most indispensable and important ending link of the ceremony.

As for the Empress, she is the king of the gods, they naturally have to treat it more carefully.

"Please get up and face the Empress and my God."

The head of the pavilion shouted deeply, and the expression in his eyes also became extremely pious.

The moment he finished speaking, tens of thousands of people present stood up straight, with no other expression on their faces, and some were solemn and respectful.

Even the strong men in the Wilderness Sword Palace did not dare to show any slackness in such solemn ceremony.

At this time, it is not that you are against the people in the God Pavilion, but that you are truly despising the God’s power!

"First beg, go!"

The majestic and deep shout of the master of the Pavilion resounded throughout the space. He saw him kneeling down to the statues of Zi Xi and Chi Xiao on both knees, pressing his hands against the ground, and placing his head on the ground, performing the highest-level kneeling ceremony.

After him, tens of thousands of people present also knelt down devoutly.

Straws of white and transparent power of faith continued to float out of the sky from the top of everyone's head. Mo Lingxuan knew very well that this was a special way for the existence of the true fairyland in the Hongmeng world, which is commonly known as the "god" character to practice.

The stronger the faith power of the mortal world, the stronger the corresponding strength of the gods.

Zi Xi was believed in the heavens and all worlds. How strong will it be now that nine thousand years have passed? Mo Lingxuan could not predict it, but he knew that if he wanted to take revenge in this life, he would have to have a greater responsibilities than if he had achieved enlightenment and became emperor in his previous life.

"Second bless you, next!"

After a while, the Lord of the Pavilion shouted again, and everyone immediately started to bow the second time. Until the last bow, Mo Lingxuan did not bow any time from beginning to end.

It was not until the worship ceremony was completely over that Yu Guang, a powerful man from the Wilderness Sword Palace, was the first to see Mo Lingxuan, who stood out in the crowd and was unique.

Immediately, I shouted loudly: "Don't be solemn ceremony, facing the Empress and My God, how dare you not kneel down!"

Their voices made everyone's eyes gather on Mo Lingxuan, with a hint of anger.

Even the existence of the Lord of the Qinglin God Pavilion and the Wilderness Sword Palace need to be worshipped. What qualifications do you Mo Lingxuan not to kneel down?
Chapter completed!