After a moment, the high priest slowly spoke: "It should be the ancestor of Lieshan clan, there is no problem with the holy pattern."

Lieshan Chengqian also nodded and said, "It's my clan's secret pattern."

The high priest said, "Then let's prepare first."

Elder Lieshan nodded and walked out.

Ling Li saw that the high priest was carefully inspecting the mummy. After seeing that the abdomen might be the suture marks left by the Shang League during the investigation, he frowned slightly.

He bent down, gently stroked the dry skin on the corpse with his palm, and tapped it gently with his fingers. The corpse had a sound of gold and stone, which seemed very hard. Then, the palm of Ande's palm shone black light, slowly swept across the mummy of the ancient witch demon powerful man. A faint black mist slowly lingered on the dry and contracted skin surface of the mummy's dry and contracted skin, slowly penetrated into it. The originally dry and hard skin seemed to gradually recover after the magic element penetrated.

The black mist surged and black light lingered. As the demon element penetrated, a scene that shocked Ling Li slowly appeared. The dead skin as hard as black iron gradually became softer, and the body of the powerful demon corpse also had energy fluctuations. The magic pattern began to appear on the surface, which seemed to have some echo of the demon element that Ang De had penetrated.

I saw Lieshan Chengzong bringing Lieshanren in. Lieshanren was still holding most of the blood offered by the strong men of the Lieshan clan that had just been taken out in a silver basin.

When the high priest saw them coming in, he nodded slightly and signaled Lieshannin to put the blood on the side of the altar.

The Lieshan Ninja put the blood basin down, then climbed to the altar, faced the mummy of the ancestors of the Lieshan clan. After kneeling on one side, he closed his hands, closed his eyes, and prayed devoutly.

The Chengzong of Lieshan began to cooperate with the high priest to slowly apply the blood of the Lieshan clan to the surface of the mummy.

After the blood was applied to the blue-black mummy skin, it did not dry up, but gradually penetrated into the skin at a slow speed. As the blood penetrated, the dull blue-black color on the surface of the mummy also changed quietly, replaced by a blue-red color with a metallic luster.

The ancient demon clan's powerful mummy seemed to begin to emit a powerful spiritual pressure, which made Ling Li, who was watching the ceremony, feel an inexplicable powerful pressure.

After smearing the blood of the Lieshan tribe, the high priest used a silver knife to cut out an anti-swazi symbol on the forehead of the Lieshan ninja who was kneeling and praying.

What is strange is that the blood on Lieshanren's cut forehead did not spill after it was poured out, but instead formed a blood-red anti-swazizi pattern on his forehead. The red and black surface was flowing, and it seemed that there was a trace of vague connection with the energy fluctuations between the mummy.

"Start! The ancestors of the Lieshan clan, come..." The high priest prayed, and the elders of the six clans who had already prepared at the hexagon of the altar took action together. The huge black magic power instantly wrapped the entire altar, covering the mummy of the ancient witch and demon clan and the Lieshan ninja who were praying on the altar.

As the black and red light continued to flash, streams of powerful power emitting powerful power. The mighty spiritual power suddenly surged out from the body of the powerful mummy of the Witch Demon clan, and then continued to pour into the Lieshan Ninja's sea of ​​consciousness.

"This..." Although he had already learned about the mysterious ritual of the spiritual initiation in the classics, Ling Li still half-opened his mouth when he witnessed it with his own eyes.

I saw that in the red and black fog, a figure of an ancient strong man appeared faintly.

Under the infusion of this powerful spiritual sense, Lieshan Nin on the altar still had a look of enjoyment at first, but after only more than ten minutes, his face began to appear in pain and gradually twisted.

"Turn the formless transformation technique with all your strength and absorb and fuse this divine consciousness energy!" the high priest shouted in a low voice.

Lieshannin's face had become extremely distorted and he was trying his best to resist, but the influx of spiritual consciousness was too huge, and his current ability was simply unbearable!

"No, if you don't do it, Lieshan Nin's sea of ​​consciousness must be burst!" Ling Li was paying close attention to the situation on the altar. He saw that it was not right at all, so he shook his body and his hands were on the edge of the altar.

"Discover the absorbable energy, whether it is absorbed!"

"yes!"

The system absorbed this huge spiritual consciousness power much faster than the Lieshan Ren. It was like a flood discharge suddenly opened on the river bank that was about to overflow. This huge spiritual energy was directly poured into Ling Li's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Holy Lord, don't take risks!" The high priest was anxious and was retaliated by the altar, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

"No problem, otherwise Lieshan Ninja will die without life!" Ling Li said softly.

Seeing that Ling Li could still speak, the high priest and the six elders who were fully maintaining the altar ceremony were relieved, their attention was mostly focused on Ling Li. If they saw that the opportunity was wrong, they would rather suffer the backlash from the "Holy Will Arrival" ceremony and suffer severe damage than let Ling Li make any mistakes.

On the contrary, Ling Li was always paying attention to the status of the Lieshan Ninja on the altar.

He suddenly discovered that the power of divine consciousness absorbed by the system was different from the soul power absorbed before. This huge consciousness was not only very vast, but also filled with a cold aura of death in the underworld, which seemed to contain a kind of death intention from the underworld under the underworld.

Life and death, reincarnation... He seemed to have realized something, but he could not understand and grasp this consciousness and breath. In the Nascent Soul formed in his already abundant sea of ​​consciousness, under the infusion of this powerful spiritual power, the original red color changed from the original red color to the purple black exuding metallic luster, which made Ling Li smile bitterly.

The seventh grade of spiritual consciousness is the highest purple color. Now he has turned into a dark purple black gold color.

What is this?

A new level of quality?!

On the system panel, his soul data is constantly changing like a counter.

This spiritual energy was too huge. At this moment, as this energy poured in like a flood in his sea of ​​consciousness poured in, the soul energy that was originally like a mist turned into a black mist and gradually condensed into water droplets, and it started to rain.

More than an hour passed, and under the infusion of this huge spiritual energy, a pool of water dozens of meters in diameter gathered out of Ling Li's sea of ​​consciousness.

Feeling that the spiritual energy transmitted from the altar gradually weakened, as if it had reached some level of balance with the absorption speed of Lieshan Ninja. Ling Li decisively stopped the system from continuing to absorb energy and left the altar with both hands.

Afterwards, he stood up and left the altar.

Seeing Ling Li withdraw safely, a hint of relief appeared on the high priest's face, with a drooping expression.
Chapter completed!