In the void,

An ancient temple loomed, even so, Ling Zifeng could still feel the desolate aura coming from his face.

The hall is nine stories high, and some of the sloppy vermilion pillars are full of marks left by the years, and the mottled courtyard wall has several broken holes, and there are countless blood-colored traces on the wall.

In particular, the two Pixiu stone sculptures at the door, their heads were broken on the ground, and their bodies were covered with cracks the size of beans, which seemed to be turning into pieces at any time.

Ling Zifeng stared at the ancestral pagoda, this was the first time he had seen the ancestral pagoda itself so intuitively, although it was still a phantus, but it was more direct than what he saw in the Buddha's ancient tomb.

It's horrible!

Those Yin Hong's colors should have been left by blood, it is hard to imagine what a tragic battle it has participated in, and what a powerful opponent it can smash Zuta to pieces.

In the Blood River Heavenly Array,

Yue Tianzun and Zen Master Wuwei looked at the phantom of the temple, and a scorching light shot out of their eyes, giving so many lives, after all, they saw hope.

Zuta is coming...

Brothers, we finally won.

Damn one-eyed monsters, meet your end.

......

In the crowd fighting fiercely below, some people saw the shadow in the void and couldn't help but shout excitedly, they were not afraid of death, but they were afraid of losing hope.

Right now

Finally waited for the ancestral tower, the source of hope that had suppressed the ancient times, although this ancestral tower is not the three ancestral weapons, but this is the temple of the Yan ancestor, its strength and the three ancestral weapons are only strong and not weak, since these peerless powerhouses are convinced, the ancestral tower can turn things around, then it will definitely work.

"Kyushu boy, listen to my orders, sacrifice the ancestral tower with blood, and bury all these damn monsters here, so that you can know that I am the land of Kyushu, and no one can deceive me. Yue Tianzun roared loudly, his hands turned into the marks of Xuanmy, and the majestic energy turned into a golden dazzling ancient road, which extended into the endless void, dragging the return of the ancestral tower.

Blood Sacrifice Ancestral Tower!

In the crowd below, there was a terrible laugh, and the laughter that shook the world made those fierce one-eyed giants pause in horror.

"Three hundred years later, my rock is still a good man, worship the ancestral tower!"

A big man with a face full of flesh abandoned the opponent around him, his body rose to the sky, and flew towards the ancestral tower along the ancient road transformed by golden light.

"Lao Tzu hasn't done anything good in his life, and it's not bad to be able to do a good thing when he dies!

A white old man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes split the cyclops beside him in half with one palm, laughed wildly and swept into the sky, and a cyclops suddenly grabbed his feet and pulled him away in an instant.

"Bastard, damn it!"

The old man scolded angrily, his body hung an upside-down golden hook in the air, grabbed the cyclops with both hands, and rushed towards Zuta with a wild laugh.

Bang!

The old man grabbed the cyclops and threw it at Zuta, and the rock in front of him turned around and smashed it with a punch, smashing the cyclops to the point of bleeding.

"Haha!"

"If you can die with you bastard, I won't lose anything!"

The old man smiled heartily, and the dagger in his hand flashed with a burst of cold light, cutting the cyclops into a pulp, leaving only a pile of skeletons, which were kicked away by the rock.

"Damn it, you old butcher has the most disgusting hands. ”

Panshi scolded with disgust, but his face was full of admiration, and the two looked at each other and smiled, he had the feeling that the hero hated to see each other late.

"If there is an afterlife, we will be brothers!"

The rock roared, tears slid down his face, his expression became resolute, and he strode towards Zuta.

"Okay,"

"If there is an afterlife, we are brothers!"

The old man Bai's face was solemn, his face was full of solemnity, and he stepped forward without fear.

Whether they were once bloodied murderers or murderous assassins, at this moment they were fighting for the faith in their hearts and for the Kyushu they guarded behind them.

"Gather all sentient beings, immortal aspirations, condense my heart, immortal intentions, soul sacrifice to the sky, blood stains the sky..."

The two of them shouted loudly, and their bodies suddenly burst open on the Jinguang Ancient Road, turning into a rain of blood and falling on the walls of the Zu Tower.

"Gather all sentient beings, do not extinguish the will, condense my heart, and do not destroy the will......"

In the fierce battle of the crowd, one by one fierce screams raised to the sky, their bodies turned into streamers, rushed to the ancient road, and sprinkled their blood on the ancestral tower without fear of death.

One... Two

Hundreds, thousands, one after another with their own lives, to sacrifice the immovable ancestral tower, the entire Jinguang Ancient Road, at this moment turned into a bloody river, the world is full of gloom and sorrow.

Tick...

Ling Zifeng stood there, looking up at the sky, tears falling silently.

Did I cry!

Ling Zifeng smiled bitterly, he didn't know how long he hadn't cried, even though this world was dirty, even though there were countless vicious and damned people in this world, but at this time they were all bloody men.

"If righteousness is endless, there is no vain death!"

"I've never lived for myself once in my life, and this time I'm living for myself once, as I want. ”

Ling Zifeng slowly pulled out the Soul Devouring Sword and held it in his hand, his expression was cold and indifferent, the cold murderous aura appeared on him, and his deep eyes were crimson.

"No, you can't go!"

Gu Xiaotian suddenly made a move, grabbed Ling Zifeng's shoulder, and shook his head heavily.

If he didn't know Ling Zifeng's identity, then he would never stop Ling Zifeng's thoughts, and even if he himself died here, there would be no problem.

But now that he knows that Ling Zifeng is Gu Ling's only heir, he will not let Ling Zifeng die here no matter what, even if it is the enemy of the world, no matter how Ling Zifeng opposes, it is impossible for him to change his mind.

"Early death and late death, they all have to die, why not die more heroically. Ling Zifeng turned his head and glanced at Gu Xiaotian, and said silently, without any emotion in his expression.

"Xiaotian is right, you can't die!"

Luo Tianzun, who was standing on the sidelines watching the battle, suddenly spoke up, agreeing with Gu Xiaotian's opinion, and the Lei Yin Temple seat also nodded solemnly.

Ling Zifeng looked at them in confusion, and his expression became a little cold: "If you still have any back, it's best to say it now, my patience is limited." ”

These peak powerhouses, one by one, pretend to be smart, you play with one hand, I play with one hand, only he is in the dark, sometimes he thinks he has come into contact with the truth, but in the end he is shattered by the facts.

No one wants to be dragged around as a marionette, and in his life, he is a live marionette, who has been played with all his life by these old immortal peak powerhouses, although they are good, but this does not mean that he is willing to be used as a puppet.

"Wait, we have to wait now. ”

"Even if the people below are dead, dead, a few of us have to wait, at least you can't die now!" Luo Tianzun shook his head silently, but he didn't say the key to it.

Ling Zifeng looked at Luo Tianzun, and from his somewhat gloomy expression, he could see that he didn't seem to have much hope for the expectations in his heart, maybe it was just self-comforting.

(End of chapter)

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