Inside the Heavenly Tiger Palace, stones of various colors were piled up. They have a unified name, which is called the Flood Nine-colored Stone.

At this moment, Qin Ping was patiently carving these stones under the guidance of the Heavenly Stones, and completed some simple sacrifices.

Each stone is seven or eight hundred meters high, and it is by no means an ordinary idle job, and the workload is very large, and it is all delicate and technical work.

Fortunately, now Qin Ping can be said to be meticulous, thoughtful, and amazingly controlled, under the guidance of Tianshi, from a novice, gradually getting started, proficient, and then proficient, until now, he is already experienced and quite experienced.

This is not an ordinary carving, but a special practice. I saw that Qin Ping used the condensation of the beast element as a knife, supplemented by the wild fire, rational manipulation, and at the same time, he also had to mobilize all kinds of different perceptual powers.

Once upon a time when I was on earth, I saw some ancient people who had to bathe and change their clothes and fast for three days before reading a good book or doing an important thing.

At that time, Qin Ping only thought it was the pedantry of the ancients. But now, he understands the importance of rituals.

A ritual that follows strict rituals is the best process of brewing emotions and regulating the mind and soul.

Through rituals, the soul can be brought to the best state, so that what is done next can achieve the best results.

Nowadays, many times, in order to make the next knife, Qin Ping needs to spend a lot of time adjusting himself and making his body and mind reach the state required by Tianshi.

Tianshi told Qin Ping a lot of special rituals, which made Qin Ping have to sigh that the rituals were mysterious and magical.

Sometimes, it is necessary to concentrate with full anger, recite a series of incantations of unknown meaning, and repeat them to make the wildness and reason conform to a certain law, so as to merge with this anger, and finally carve the knife.

Sometimes, it's a weird or funny dance to achieve that.

Sometimes, it is even necessary to attack a certain part of oneself, so that in the midst of that unique pain, a different emotion is brewed, and the knife is stabbed at a very delicate time.

The variety of methods and rituals is simply incredible. If you don't experience it, you don't know how amazing it will be.

For Qin Ping, this is a unique experience, and all of this is also an extremely precious experience.

Because what he's doing is carving totems. You know, carving totems, under normal circumstances, only totem masters can.

But Qin Ping has practiced it now. I have to say that Tianshi's wisdom is very amazing, and in this regard, he is indeed at the level of a grandmaster, and he is also a good teacher.

Qin Ping is very busy every day, but when he is busy, the harvest is extremely huge. The whole carving process is very heavy and the time is very rushed, so Qin Ping's pressure can be imagined.

Through that ritual one by one, through the carving of a knife and a knife wholeheartedly, which must be original, Qin Pingzheng has become extremely ingenious, and the control of the mind, the relationship between reason, wildness and sensibility, the harmony of the three forces, has produced profound and unique insights, and his experience has begun to become richer day by day.

The totem pillar stones were carved by him, but they only completed the initial process, and the further finishing and refining were beyond Qin Ping's ability, and they needed to be completed by Tianshi himself in the inner gate.

The entire carving time took Qin Ping three years. I see that the ten-year period is getting closer and closer.

A new sacrifice is about to begin, and Qin Ping is about to encounter the Emperor again. In the past ten years, God knows what kind of means the Brahma Emperor has condensed to deal with himself!

Qin Ping's pressure is very high, and it is about his freedom and future. He didn't dare to take anything lightly.

Even if he is suppressed by the dragon totem pole of Honghuang Town, the Brahman Emperor is also a god after all!

"Young master, it's done, it's time to start!" On this day, Qin Ping was finishing eating the fruit and refining the stone piece in the Heavenly Tiger Palace, when the voice of the heavenly stone suddenly sounded.

Qin Ping's eyes were raised, and he saw that a portal had opened in front of him. Dodge into it, and then you come to a large spherical space.

The true spirit body of the Heavenly Stone hung in the space, and it looked much more thorough and agile than before. In the gray-white round stone of Qinwei, there are hanging pillar stones, all of which are shrunk to about 300 meters high, with different colors, forming a wonderful formation.

It was suddenly a magical totemic array. Qin Ping entered it with the stone tablet in his hand, and his heart was quite excited.

For this moment, he and Tianshi have poured too much effort into it. Whether it will achieve the desired effect is still unknown.

Fighting with a god, no one dares to pack a ticket to win. All Qin Ping can do is do his best and do his best.

The thought flashed in his heart suddenly, Qin Ping's mind precipitated, and he said in a deep voice: "You can start!" Tianshi didn't respond directly, but Qin Wei's totem pole stone rose and fell, rotating and moving.

In the midst of a fluctuation, there was a sudden sense of mystery. On the root pillar stone, the brilliance begins to shine, and above the texture, there is also a flow of brilliance.

The light seemed to turn into moving water, flowing very quickly between the textures. Suddenly, the various colors of brilliance diffused into a ball, gathering towards a point inside, and finally solidified on the stone tablets in Qin Ping's palm.

The stone flakes floated up ethereal and silent, and the lines on them were faintly lit. Qin calmly observed, until the moment when all the textures on the stone tablets lit up, at a subtle and extremely delicate point in time, his own wild fire suddenly spread out like wisps, penetrating into the texture of the stone tablets.

At the same time, his beast element surged out, added to the totem pole, and poured inward frantically.

The brilliance on the totem pole became more and more bright and dazzling, and finally it produced an incredible brightness, and each color diffused a unique emotion, forming a wave that was enough to penetrate the heart.

These fluctuations blend and mix with each other with the brilliance of various colors, and produce a magical effect with the movement of the totem array.

In Qin Ping's opinion, it was simply incomprehensible magic. This kind of magic power was wrapped in the beast yuan and vented out, and finally fell on the stone chips, wrapped them, mixed with Qin Ping's wild fire, constantly refining the stone chips, penetrating the surface, and approaching the deep layer with a trace of it, fully refining it, so precise that Qin Ping felt as if he had reached the molecular level.

It's a delicate job, but it's also a chore, it takes a lot of time, there is no room for mistakes, and the reality requires that only success and failure are allowed.

The footsteps of the ten-year period are approaching day by day in this secret process of sacrifice. Suddenly, Qin Ping didn't know how much time had passed, all in all, he felt that the stone piece seemed to be resurrected, with seven emotions and six desires, the breath of life.

It seemed to have become a part of Qin Ping's body.

"The Nine-colored Stone of the Flood Desolation, the Six Desires and Seven Emotions Array, the Decay and the Magic, the Stubborn Thing Manifests the True Spirit!" Tianshi's voice sounded at this moment, and he said excitedly: "We succeeded!" Qin Ping looked at it intently, although his face was tired and haggard, but his eyes were also excited and happy, and he saw the stone chips in front of him, the nine colors were dense, and the agility was extraordinary, like a living thing, it could be controlled by Qin Ping as he wanted, as if it was a part of his body.

This feeling is incredible. This is the charm of totem. This is Qin Ping's capital to the Emperor of the Vatican.

Counting the time, there are only 100 days left before the ten-year period. Qin Ping couldn't help but sigh: "It's so dangerous!" The Flood Desolation Giant appeared, and the Flood Desolation Angry Bear was dragged out.

Once again, a grand sacrifice unfolded on the sacred fire ground. The ten-year period, today, has arrived.

Qin Ping returned to the sacrificial ground once again and stood in front of the totem array. The ritual of the sacrifice begins, and the ancient sacrificial ballad is sung, as grand and mysterious as the last time.

This time, one by one, the giants of the desolation even made all kinds of movements, their expressions were weird, and their movements were also very distorted, looking extremely uncoordinated, full of a strange meaning.

The ritual of the sacrifice is indeed different from the last time. In the course of this ritual, the Hung Wrath Bear was escorted up.

It understood what it was to meet its fate, its instinct to survive, and its fear of it, and it struggled wildly, letting out an earth-shattering roar of rage.

Qin Ping even saw that the wild aura on its body turned into a furious fire. It was not the fire of the wild, but the true manifestation of the emotions of rage, the breath of the wild through the tempering of the sensual power called anger.

It was much more terrifying than the last dragon wolf beast, and it was a more advanced and excellent sacrifice, and at this moment, it took eight desolate giants to suppress it.

The old giant of the Wilderness stabbed the chest of the Angry Bear with a blade in his hand, ripping open its heart, and then used spatial means to open the wound.

The blood of rage began to pour out, enveloping the furious flames and pouring into the pool of blood. In the midst of this ritual, Qin Pingzhi felt a burst of creepy.

It was an inexplicable horror. It was like a devil born from a ritual, quietly enveloping Qin Ping.

This kind of atmosphere permeates the sacred fire sacrifice ground, so that every living creature who is here is immersed in it and infected by it.

Qin Ping's heart couldn't help but tremble a little, this ritual was too terrifying, even if he secretly used the Heaven and Earth Stone Man Method, it was still difficult to bear.

The horror of this sacrifice made Qin Ping feel that the Emperor was determined to win. What did he come up with in the last ten years?

The strong smell of blood permeated this strange and terrifying atmosphere, rendering it even more terrifying and ferocious, like a nightmare, and even covered with a layer of blood.

The roar of the Furious Bear resounded, furious, painful, and finally twisted into a terrible despair.

The Hung Wrath Bear was also defeated in this atmosphere. The blood in the pool was more and more, rushing wildly, wrapped in the anger from the angry bear of the desolation, and began to flow between the totem arrays, like a strange crimson snake, constantly winding up one pillar stone after another.

Boom! Like a roar, a huge flame soared and burst into the sky, much more intense and spectacular than the last time.

There was an indescribable terror in the fire, full of fury and destruction, like the embodiment of death.

"War!" Qin Ping saw this scene, and suddenly realized in his heart. This flame is silent, but people can understand what it is just by seeing it.

From the flames of war, the figure of the Brahman Emperor appeared, dressed in military uniform, like the god of war, bathed in flames, and himself was also shaped by the endless flames of war, 3,000 zhang high, condescending, looking down on the world, scorching all things.

"Actually...... Is it a war criminal?!" Qin Ping's heart was shocked, and he seemed to understand why the Vatican Emperor was suppressed.

This person's cultivation of war fire is simply a war madman. With him, the world will not want peace. In a sense, he was simply an evil god.

It's no wonder that this kind of evil god is not suppressed! After discovering some of his true colors, Qin Ping disdains to be with him even more in his heart.

Although Qin Ping cannot be said to be a pacifist, he is by no means a crazy existence who will wantonly start a war.

He definitely wouldn't turn war into practice.

"Qin Ping!" the Van Emperor made a voice, like a flood bell Da Lu. The sound came from above, rolling and rolling, covering the heavens and the earth.

The manifestation of the Brahman this time is completely different from the last time. Last time, it was just a void flame, and Qin Ping bathed in the blood of the dragon, wolf, and beast before he could see his vague and faint figure.

This time, the Brahman Emperor directly manifested the true shadow of the war, which was visible to Qin Ping, and all the giants of the desolation were also visible. Qin Ping secretly observed, and found that the eyes of the giants of the desolation were reflected in the fire, flickering, shining, and the figure of the Brahman Emperor was among them, real and profound, as if imprinted into the soul.

They worship the powerful, especially the gods. The Brahman Emperor obviously made full use of this, took advantage of the simplicity of the Flood Desolation Giants, and in a long time, took advantage of the defects of the Dragon Totem Pole in the Flood Desolation Town, exerted influence on them little by little, grabbed their faith, and even finally, let them build this totem array.

Since then, the sacrificial behavior of the giants has been fundamentally changed. They are no longer sacrificing the dragon totem pole of Honghuang Town, but the Brahman.

This situation is also very dramatic and ironic. Originally, the Brahman Emperor was suppressed under the dragon totem pole of the Flood Wilderness Town, and he has been reduced to a resource for the cultivation and growth of the Flood Wilderness giants, as long as they are sacrificed, they can be provided with incredible energy.

Today, however, the situation has been turned upside down. The cultivation resources of the Flood Desolation Giants actually controlled the Flood Desolation Giants in turn, and were generally worshiped and believed by the Flood Desolation Giants, but instead they became workers with cultivation resources.

This is God's terror. Give them the slightest chance, and they risk turning over and doing something horrific.

At the beginning, the Nine Shadow Foxes were just some remnants of the fire, and they actually dared to plot to be reborn, and they almost succeeded.

Not to mention such a living god as the Brahman.

"It's been ten years, and you haven't made any commendable progress!" Emperor Fan's voice was very domineering, but at the moment it was full of banter.

"I'm disappointed by your performance. It's been 10 years, and you've just gotten used to it. This can't bring me any surprises at all!" Hearing the words of the Emperor of the Sect, Qin Ping knew that the suppressed Emperor of the Emperor knew nothing about the outside world.

It is only through special sacrifices that he can appear briefly and feel the outside world. He didn't know what Qin Ping was really doing in the past ten years.

The giants of the desolation have been deeply immersed in the sacrifices, providing all the necessary conditions for the manifestation of the Brahman.

The angry bear of the desolation no longer roared, and lay on the edge of the pool of blood, exhausted and died.

"I don't see the beauty of you! It's a pity! You're not good enough to trade with me on an equal footing!" the Brahma sighed fakely, making people feel so hypocritical.

People who don't know still think that he gave Qin Ping ten years, and he was really giving Qin Ping a chance to perform!

However, in fact, he just wanted to take this opportunity to condense the means that could really control Qin Ping.

"Accept this flame and be my servant!" the Brahman's voice rose sharply, and a mysterious flame flew out of his eyes.

That flame made Qin Ping think of the heart demon totem for a moment. It was a curse, maybe not as vicious as the heart demon totem, but once it was added, the distortion and control of the heart and soul were only afraid of exceeding it.

"This is the fire of war, Brahma totem, the supreme glory I have bestowed upon you! With it, the world will be changed because of you!" The Brahma totem slowly flew down from above, and the chanting of the giants of the desolation became fierce and distorted, full of a kind of heart-burning contagion.

It's like when a couple is courting, the crowd of onlookers shouts in unison, agreeing to him, agreeing to him, agreeing to him!

Qin Ping was even moved, and looked up at the Brahma totem, only to see that it was so dazzling, as if it was a sun, light, hope, and the supreme sacredness and glory of this world.

His eyes were overflowing with his brilliance, and a deep longing welled up in the depths of his eyes, and he even subconsciously stretched out his hand upwards and reverently led it.

This is the sacrifice! This is the ritual of the gods! However, at the most critical moment...... The latest chapter of the king of the ancient demon beasts, chapter 350, the true stubborn thing is now the true spirit website: