As the old man beside the ring shouted, he officially announced that the competition was over.
Under the ring, there was a sound of emotion...
That skinny man didn't lose in terms of cultivation, he lost in poison energy!
The tyrannical poisonous energy is as strong as the heavenly level, and it is already comparable to the acquired holy energy. It is quite the inheritance of the Great Sage. How could he be able to resist it?
At the end of the competition, Mo Wu won the championship, which meant that he would become the Holy Son of the Shadow Demon Cult, and he could also marry the Demon Cult's most beautiful woman, Qing Wu, as his wife.
Mo Wu stood on the ring, his eyes narrowed slightly, a proud smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, enjoying the envious and jealous eyes around him.
He slowly walked towards the unconscious man, bent down, and placed his hand not far above his forehead. Wisps of smelly black poisonous energy were sucked out of the man's body by his palm.
Looking at the man's frown, the corners of his mouth curved invisibly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
This skinny man has threatened his existence. If he is allowed to become a heaven-level poison master, then his number one position will not be guaranteed!
As the Holy Son, he is worse than a candidate for the Holy Son. With his arrogant attitude, how can he accept it?
Suddenly, he started to make a calculation in his heart. He pressed his palm on the forehead of the thin man. A wisp of invisible black air seeped into the skinny man's body. Then, he quickly raised his palm and increased the suction force.
After a while, the skinny man's face returned to rosy.
"hehe!"
With a gentle smile, Mo Wu pulled up the confused and thin man and stood together on the ring.
Seeing how generous he was, the elders on the steps nodded. Even the Shadow Lord was very satisfied with his performance and stood up.
"I declare that Mo Wu wins this Fire Festival competition!"
A loud voice rang out from his mouth, like thunder, resounding throughout the whole place, and the smile on Mo Wu's face became even thicker, and he glanced straight at the beautiful figure sitting on the steps, his eyes
There was a flash of fire inside.
This charming and naturally charming woman was the pursuit of all the young disciples of the Shadow Demon Cult. Today, he finally got it. When he thought of this, he was so excited that hot breath was sprayed out of his nostrils!
"It has been announced a few days ago that through the unanimous decision of the elders of our Holy Religion, the winner of this competition will also become the Holy Son of our Holy Religion and will be able to marry the Holy Girl!"
The Shadow Holy Lord began to preach again, and suddenly, the eyes of some of the young disciples on the scene were filled with sadness.
"The following is the engagement ceremony. The day after the Holy Fire Festival ends, it will be the day when the Son and the Saint will get married!"
With a majestic look on his face, he scanned the whole place and spoke with joy. For a moment, compliments and congratulations were heard from everywhere.
"Mo Wu comes forward to listen to the seal!"
The Shadow Lord's voice was clanging. Hearing this, Mo Wu jumped off the ring with a face full of joy and walked towards the steps.
"Meet the Holy Lord!"
Arriving in front of the Shadow Lord, he knelt down and shouted respectfully.
"In the name of the Holy Lord of the Shadow Holy Cult, I now grant Mo Wu the title of my Holy Son of the Shadow Holy Cult!"
A loud voice resounded throughout the entire venue, and immediately everyone on the scene fell to their knees.
"The Holy Religion has no boundaries, the Holy Lord has no boundaries, and the Holy Son has no boundaries!"
Hundreds of thousands of people shouted together, and the sound was like muffled thunder, rolling in and spreading thousands of miles.
"From now on, you are the holy son of my Shadow Holy Cult!"
The Shadow Holy Lord took a step forward, lifted Mo Wu up, and said with a smile on his face.
"Mo Wu thanks the Holy Lord for his love!"
Mo Wu was ecstatic, beaming with joy, and quickly thanked him respectfully.
"Um!"
The Shadow Lord nodded with satisfaction, and then said to the scene, "Everyone, stand up!"
"Thank you Holy Lord!
Everyone cheered and stood up.
"Saint!"
"Saint?"
"Saint?!"
After calling several times, no one responded. The Shadow Lord's face darkened, and the joy on the faces of the elders sitting on the steps also dimmed, and they all looked in one direction.
She looked haggard, without any color on her face, and her eyes were empty, as if she had lost her soul. She sat there blankly, looking at the blue sky quietly, as if she had not heard the call of the Shadow Lord.
.
"Saint? Saint? The Holy Lord is calling you!"
Seeing this scene, Lan Xun on the side stretched out a hand, shook her gently, and shouted in a lowered voice.
After a long time, a dim look flashed across Qingwu's eyes, and he slowly turned his gaze towards her.
"You're engaged, stand up quickly and go thank me!"
Lan Xun lowered his voice and said.
"got engaged?"
Hearing this, Qingwu's delicate body trembled slightly, "No! I won't get engaged!"
She shook her head and spoke firmly!
Suddenly, everyone in the audience looked at her in astonishment, and the Shadow Lord's expression also became ugly.
"snort!"
He snorted heavily, turned to everyone, and shouted, "I announce that the engagement of the Holy Son and the Holy Lady is completed and they will get married on a selected day!"
"No! No way!"
Qingwu shouted and stood up immediately, his reaction was very strong.
"It's not up to you!"
The Shadow Lord looked gloomy and shouted.
He never thought that Qingwu would be so disregardful of the overall situation. Even if this ceremony passed, it would become a laughing stock.
The saint was actually forced into marriage!
"I'm already someone else's wife, so I can't get engaged!"
Qing Wu took a deep breath, a sickly blush appeared on his pale face, and spoke calmly in front of hundreds of thousands of believers.
Saints must remain chaste. This is the code of saints. If they lose their virginity to someone other than the Son, once they are discovered, the saint will be punished by the Holy Church and burned alive with fire!
"What are you talking about?!"
Lan Xun stood up in panic, trying to stop her from talking, but it was already too late.
Everyone looked at her in astonishment. The Shadow Lord's face was gloomy, and all the elders stood up. Mo Wu's face also lost the magnanimity just now, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and his expression was very serious.
ferocious.
"I'm not talking nonsense!"
With a sad smile on Qing Wu's pretty face, she said lightly, "Qing Meng is actually my biological child!"
"Wow!..."
Suddenly, the whole place was in uproar.
If it is confirmed, then Qingwu will have no choice but to die!
The holy rules of the Holy Religion have been passed down from ancient times, and even the Holy Lord cannot change them!
She is begging for death!
I would rather die than get engaged!
Mo Wu's face was extremely splendid, like a beast that chooses people to devour, with a pair of red eyes.
The Shadow Holy Lord, Lan Xun, and all the elders all looked at her in astonishment.
Is it true?
Seeing the absolute despair in Qing Wu's eyes, they looked at each other.
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