"Little demon, come back"

Ye Zhen's eyes widened suddenly, and Ye Zhen was shocked to find that the little demon actually rushed to the stone altar in a puff of smoke.

"Ugly, what did you say to the little demon?" Seeing that the little demon was not recalled, Ye Zhen roared angrily at the Mirage Yuan Spirit Ugly.

"Uh, it's nothing, it's just a little deal with it"

"Deal, what deal?" Ye Zhen glared angrily, "Believe it or not, I'll turn you into a dead snake now!"

"Uh, Uncle Ye, theoretically, you can't kill me! It's like you can't kill yourself."

Under Ye Zhen's murderous gaze, the Mirage Yuan Ling Ugly decisively ended his verbosity, "A little mirage, the origin mirage of the primeval mirage is just that!"

"The primeval mirage, what's the use of that?" Ye Zhen asked.

"For example, you can ask the little demon to disguise its information as that girl, and then share some benefits!" said the mirage dragon spirit pointing to the little demon who had already rushed to the altar.

To be honest, if it weren't for the guidance of the Mirage Yuan Ling Ugly, Ye Zhen really wouldn't have found any trace of the little demon at this time.

Within a radius of ten miles from that stone altar, the aura was extremely chaotic, and there was an indescribable power that isolated Ye Zhen's divine soul sense, making him unable to sense the direction of the little demon.

Ribbons fluttering in the wind!

Following the mirage Yuanling Ugly's finger, Ye Zhen was shocked to find that Princess Changle's hairbands fluttering in the wind had changed from the previous three to four.

One of them is that the little demon urged the primeval mirage to transform.

What's even more amazing is that the colorful vortex in the void descended a trace of colorful brilliance, and it even melted into the extra fourth headband without hindrance.

That is, it melted into the body of the little demon.

"The primeval mirage of the primeval mirage, how can it be so useful to confuse that thing?" Ye Zhen asked, pointing to the colorful vortex in the sky.

"Tell me, what the hell is that?"

The Mirage Yuan Ling was ugly for a long time before he spit out two words, "Creation!"

"That thing is the power of creation!"

"What is the power of creation?" Ye Zhen asked.

"The power of creation is the power of creation! When you reach cultivation, you will naturally know! Just like you human teenagers often ask what love is and what feelings are, when you have experienced it, when you have reached it, you will naturally know!"

"The Power of Creation"

In Ye Zhen's feelings, the little demon who kept absorbing the colorful brilliance descending from the colorful vortex seemed to have undergone an indescribable wonderful change.

And Princess Changle has changed even more.

The breath of the whole person became ethereal, if Princess Changle was a tough grass in the wind before, then at this time it was countless seeds to sprout.

Princess Changle's own cultivation aura did not change at all, but when a large amount of colored light was fused into her body, causing her aura to fluctuate, a trace of extremely dangerous aura fluctuations would burst out.

Tens of thousands of barbarian warriors, barbarian elders, and barbarian priests were still worshipping in the direction of Princess Changle, and the hundreds of barbarian priests in linen robes were still arguing.

The colored streamers cast by the colorful vortex in the void were weakening, and it was obvious that this mysterious inheritance ritual of the barbarian race had come to an end.

As the ceremony came to an end, the more than 100 barbarian priests who escorted the barbarian saintess to the arrival were obviously anxious.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the brilliance descending from the colorful vortex in the void became sparse, Ye Zhen's expression moved, and a trace of divine soul connection was suddenly restored between him and the little demon.

The mysterious power fluctuations that permeated the stone altar were rapidly weakening.

A rumbling sound sounded, and the clean stone altar that had absorbed the essence blood of all the sacrifices began to sink slowly, and the colorful swirls in the sky gradually retracted, and the void began to close rapidly!

"Everyone, gather towards the center of the lake!" Moon Sacrifice Ge Xuan's voice sounded.

In the next moment, there were countless undercurrents at the bottom of the lake that concentrated towards the center of the lake.

Ye Zhen's speed was the fastest, but when he was just approaching the ten miles in the center of the lake, Ye Zhen encountered an invisible barrier and couldn't advance a bit.

But only ten breaths later, when the stone altar completely disappeared from the bottom of the lake, the invisible barrier completely disappeared.

More than 2,000 people began to gather at the bottom of the lake.

The colorful vortex in the sky completely disappeared, but Princess Changle was still hanging in the sky.

There were no task spiritual power fluctuations around his body, no power fluctuations, just his eyes were closed, and he hung in the sky.

Thousands of people flowed at the bottom of the lake, stirring up the steep undercurrents of the calm barbarian sacred lake.

Ordinary barbarian warriors were okay, those barbarian priests and barbarian elders looked at this scene, and their faces changed drastically.

"The Holy Sacrifice is over, please enter the palace!" The Great Saint of the Barbarians, who had been waiting for a long time with his eyes closed, suddenly raised the beast skull staff that represented authority.

In the next moment, all the arguments stopped, and the faces of hundreds of barbarian holy priests in linen robes were solemn, and dazzling grass-green light gushed out of their bodies, and a sky bridge made of pure green light suddenly poked out of thin air and probed towards Princess Changle who was in the void high in the sky.

"Ready, start, explode!"

In Ge Xuan's concise five words, the remaining more than 400 spirit masters of the Heavenly Temple have completed extremely complex actions in these five words.

More than three hundred spirit masters were distributed around the periphery of the people gathered at the bottom of the lake, and as Ge Xuan's voice sounded, each person's hand threw out several to dozens of array disks.

Under the control of spiritual power, these thousands of array disks fell to the bottom of the lake with incomparable accuracy, and the moment they almost all landed, a unique aura of the formation rose.

At this time, Ye Zhen was stunned to find that there were still one hundred and eight Heavenly Temple Spirit Masters staying around the Barbarian Sacred Lake.

Under Ye Zhen's gaze, the one hundred and eight Heavenly Temple Spirit Masters suddenly used a special torture knife to slam their chest and abdomen, and after inserting six knives in a row, the last knife even the handle of the knife submerged into the Heavenly Spirit.

The moment they submerged, their essence blood, divine souls, and spiritual power all burst into flames like crazy.

At the same moment, the formation nodes under their feet erupted with dazzling brilliance, like a black hole, devouring all the terrifying spiritual power that burst out from the blood, divine soul, and spiritual power of the one hundred and eight Heavenly Temple Spirit Masters.

Countless formation patterns began to rise, and an incomparably terrifying aura rose around the entire Barbarian Sacred Lake.

The old toothless barbarian Great Sage who had just brandished the bone staff suddenly stared at him and shouted in horror.

But at this moment, I am afraid that the incomparable three-color brilliance rose steeply from the periphery of the barbarian holy lake, and then surged in all directions like ripples.

The essence blood and divine souls of the one hundred and eight Heavenly Temple Spirit Masters, as well as the power of the millions of high-grade spirit stones that had been buried before, were all detonated by the large array arranged by the Heavenly Temple Spirit Masters themselves at this moment.

In Ye Zhen's shocked gaze, Ye Zhen saw with his own eyes that a barbarian priest who had cultivated to the ninefold peak of the Divine Realm had silently disappeared in front of that three-color brilliance!

It's like obliteration!

Not only the Tongshen Realm, but even the barbarian elders among the barbarians who had cultivated to the Xuangong Realm also howled miserably and turned into ashes under the impact of that three-color brilliance.

Even those barbarian holy sacrifices in linen robes with extremely terrifying cultivation aura were no exception.

They howled miserably, and under the bombardment of the tricolor of light, a raging flame burned around them.

The only difference is that the speed at which they turn into ashes is much slower than those barbarian elders and barbarian priests.

Suddenly, Ye Zhen's pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme.

Even if it was twenty or thirty miles away from the lake, the three-color light swept towards the center of the focus of Ye Zhen and the others.

Everywhere you go, the lake water that is more than 1,000 meters deep evaporates in an instant! )