Yang Feng's eyes stopped above the Virgin Mary for a moment, quickly shifted his gaze, looked at the Holy Emperor, and suddenly frowned.

He is sure that this is definitely the first time he has seen the statue of the Holy Emperor today, but this statue actually gives him a sense of familiarity, as if he has seen it there before.

Yang Feng's eyes couldn't help but look at them carefully, and a trace of light appeared in his eyes.

Although Yang Feng was still a little far from the top of the altar at this time, with Yang Feng's eyesight, the two statues were clearly presented in his eyes without any omissions.

Yang Feng's face changed again, and his eyes stared at the Holy Emperor's waist, with a belt wrapped around it, and a line of strange words were engraved on it.

These words are the same as those that Yang Feng had obtained from the statue of the White Bone Taoist, and it seems to be the same kind of words.

You have occasionally studied the text on the statue, but unfortunately I have never found any clues. I didn’t expect to find anything here.

Yang Feng was overjoyed and was ready to read these words carefully.

At this moment, the eyes on the Holy Emperor's head suddenly flashed with black light, and then he looked at him, revealing an endless aura of darkness, instantly swallowing all the light around him.

Yang Feng was shocked, feeling the three souls and seven spirits in his body beating violently, as if they were about to suck them out and penetrate into the depths of the darkness.

Yang Feng's body seemed to be pressed into a huge ice layer. Everything in his body was frozen and unable to operate. He could only watch everything happen, and there was no way to stop it.

But the next moment, everything in front of Yang Feng disappeared, and light was restored around him. The dark light of the statue's eyes on the hall disappeared without a trace, as if everything just now was a illusion.

Although it was only a moment, Yang Feng felt his hair standing up all over his body, his heartbeats faster, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

Blood Dripzi looked over and asked, "Fellow Daoist Yang, what's wrong with you?"

Kong Shi also looked over and looked surprised on his face.

Looking at the expressions of the two people, it seemed that they didn't notice the strangeness of the statue just now.

Yang Feng was silent for a moment, barely recovered his mood, and said, "It's nothing, I just feel that I'm about to meet the Holy Lord, and I feel a little uneasy."

Kong Shi smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Yang, don't worry. Although his father is strict, he is not an unreasonable person."

Yang Feng smiled reluctantly and looked at the statue of the Holy Emperor quietly again, but the statue at this time had no changes.

Kong Kong said lightly: "Let's go!"

Then the first one walked up the altar stairs and walked upwards.

Yang Feng and others immediately followed and soon reached the top of the altar.

At the top is a flat ground dozens of meters in size, and there is nothing else except two statues.

It was just that there were lines engraved on the ground, forming a huge formation.

In the middle of the formation, dozens of people wearing sacrificial clothes were sitting cross-legged, holding various magical instruments in their hands, and muttering to the two statues.

At this time, Yang Feng was at the top of the altar and looked around.

I saw two statues standing upright in front of me, looking even taller, and the huge shadows cast overwhelmed the two people, like two gods standing in the sky, looking down at the mortals below.

At this time, Yang Feng could clearly feel that waves of huge oppression emanated from the two statues, weighing heavily on his heart. With his current cultivation level, he actually felt breathless.

Yang Feng felt a stern and thought to himself, could the change that just now appeared again?

At this moment, he saw that Kong Kong and the other two beside him had a faint white look, and they were obviously under the tremendous pressure emitted by the statue.

The three of them immediately paid homage to the two statues. After the salute, their expressions immediately eased a lot.

Seeing this scene, Yang Feng's heart moved. After pondering for a moment, he bowed and bowed to the two statues.

It's strange that after he bowed, the huge pressure on his body was slowly withdrawn.

Yang Feng raised his eyebrows and became a little interested in the Holy Emperor and the Holy Mother. These two statues are so psychic. Could it be that there are really these two gods in the Demon Realm?

"The two high men pray sincerely, the Holy Emperor and the Holy Mother must have seen it, and will give you endless blessings and protect your two high men."

A priest who looked like a leader stood up and said after returning a greeting.

This man is a middle-aged man with messy yellow hair and dark and rough skin, like an old farmer working hard in the countryside, but his eyes are extremely bright.

Yang Feng looked at the man and frowned slightly.

The aura of the priest who looks like an old farmer is not very strong, and it is only at the early stage of the Golden Immortal. He can crush it to death with one finger, but for some reason this man gave him an inexplicable feeling of palpitations.

"Thank you, priest Jiyan." Kong Kong nodded and chuckled.

When Yang Feng heard this, his heart moved.

Because of Xiong Da, he has also studied the situation of the Holy City Sacrifice Hall over the years. The Sacrifice Hall is a special place in the Holy City. Although the priests in it are under the jurisdiction of the Holy Lord, they do not need to perform tasks and serve the Holy Emperor and the Holy Mother in a dedicated manner.

The sacrificial hall is headed by the high priest, and there are several high-level priests, one of which is the priest Lianzhen.

Yang Feng's eyes quickly moved away from the priest and looked at the other priests. He did not find anyone with higher cultivation, and he felt a little disappointed.

"Haha, second brother, you came quite early."

At this moment, a long laugh came from below, and several figures climbed to the altar.

The person in charge was a thirty-seven or eight years old man in purple robe. He was tall and dressed like Kong Shi. There were three pearls inlaid on the purple gold crown on his head. There was a faint purple mark between his eyebrows, flashing with a mysterious purple light.

Seeing this, Yang Feng was slightly stunned. Isn’t this person the one he invited him in the Demon District ten years ago?

But the original black hair turned completely white.

There were two people standing beside this man, wearing purple brocade robes. One of them was looking here with an unkind look that it was the sixth prince who had met when he first entered the city.

The other person was a thin young man with a sallow complexion, uneven breath, and looked like a tuberculosis.

There were several followers behind the three, and their dress was extraordinary.

"So it's the eldest brother, there are sixth brothers and tenth brothers. We haven't seen each other for a long time." Kong Kong Kong clasped his fists and bowed to the other party and said with a smile.

After hearing this, Yang Feng suddenly realized that this tall and purple man with extraordinary temperament was Kong Shi's eldest brother, Kong Feng, the eldest prince of the Demon Lord.

Then the purpose of the other party inviting him to speak was worth pondering. Who was the white-haired woman who reminded him of the words?

As his thoughts turned, many questions suddenly surged in his mind, and his eyes began to surf around intentionally or unintentionally.

"Sixth brother Kong Jia, you have seen him. The person with a sick look on his face is Brother Ten, Kong Fu. He suffered a strange disease when he was young and had been lingering for a long time before he was cured. However, he also became a blessing in disguise and realized an extremely powerful curse rule. It should not be underestimated. Brother Six and Brother Ten are both attached to the elder brother."

Kong Shi's voice sounded in Yang Feng's mind, and the voice transmission explained the situation of the other two princes.

Upon hearing this, Yang Feng looked at the tenth prince in secret.

This person's cultivation level has also reached the Jade Fairyland. Although he is only in the early stage of Jade Fairyland, his body has a strange aura, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.

"Yes, although we are all in the Holy City, we have each performed our own duties and have not met for a long time. I have just obtained two bottles of purple fairy wine from the fairy world. After meeting my father today, it would be better for me to come to my mansion and let us have a drink with you. Wouldn't it be nice?" Kong Feng laughed.

Kong Shi's expression changed slightly, and he was about to suggest that Kong Kong Kong refused, but before he could speak, Kong Kong Kong had already nodded and agreed:

"Since my elder brother has such a good intention, I will naturally accompany you. Speaking of which, we brothers are divided into various places on weekdays, and it is rare to get together here when our father comes out of seclusion."

Kong Shi was very anxious, but he had nothing to do with it.

"Okay! Then that's the case. By the way, if Fellow Daoist Yang is interested, you can come. What I told you that day will still count."

Kong Feng's eyes suddenly turned, he smiled at Yang Feng, and then went forward to worship the Holy Emperor and the Holy Mother.

When the Sixth Prince, Tenth Prince and others heard this, they smiled strangely at Yang Feng, then went forward to salute, ignoring Kong Kong and others.

Yang Feng was secretly angry. Kong Feng's sow discord was not evil, but he was silent on his face.

Blood Dripzi asked with a gloomy face: "Fellow Daoist Yang, what does the eldest prince mean just now?"

Kong Kong kicked the blood droplet and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Blood Drops agreed and retreated, but the eyes that looked at Yang Feng were deeply suspicious.

Yang Feng felt the blood droplet's gaze and couldn't help frowning, and sighed in his heart.

Blood Drops sacrificed their lives to lead the Taoist White Bone back then. Although he was ordered by Kong Kong Kong, Yang Feng was still very grateful to him. This time, the two met, and he also wanted to make friends.

But I didn't expect that Xue Dizi would easily turn against her because of the eldest prince's words. Such a person cannot distinguish right from wrong and is not worth making friends with.

Kong Kong smiled at Yang Feng, then said, "Let's go!"

Several people then went down from another staircase on the altar and walked towards the palace in the distance.

Kong Shi hesitated, but he couldn't help but ask: "Fellow Daoist Yang, what the elder brother said just now is..."

Although he asked the same question as the Blood Dripzi, he had no intention of asking.

Kong Kong chuckled, interrupting Kong Shi's words and said, "This is the big brother's provocation. Fellow Daoist Yang is your friend. Can you still believe him?"
Chapter completed!