In fact, after passing Wu Yangchuang's first test, they had already guessed that the test of this Yang Holy Land would only become more and more perverted, otherwise Wu Yang would not have almost overturned.

"It seems that you can only use the last hole card, it's really unwilling, that's the little real precipitation left in my Wu clan, and it's less than one time to use it. Wu Yuandao sighed.

"If you consume it, you can consume it, if you don't want to pay something, we may not even be able to enter this Supreme Yang Holy Land. Wu Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, I don't know when he was already standing behind Wu Yuandao.

In the depths of the maze exit of the cave in the distance, the pupils of the true spirit of Buyue kept flashing, staring at the witch clan in front of them, watching them suddenly cut their wrists one by one, as if self-mutilating bloodletting, a strange scene, the blood of the witch clan on the ground automatically formed a strange [witch talisman].

The witch rune is a unique sacrificial inscription of the Wu clan, through the power of the bloodline inherited in the bloodline, there is a 1 in 1,000 probability of summoning a trace, the true spirit of the ancestor of the Wu clan across countless time and space, I didn't expect this Wu clan to be really poor in donkey skills, and now I have to fight luck!

But looking at the weird smile on the corner of the old fox of Wu Yuandao, is he really using the few Wu bloodlines to fight for luck?

"They seem to have taken out a curious spirit weapon, what is that?" The lightning manta marten sensed something vague through ultrasound, but it did not have such a powerful pupil power as Buyue, and its heart was extremely curious.

"Like a tripod, with nine legs?" Bu Yue wasn't sure, because it was so weird.

"Nine-legged, is it nine-legged!" exclaimed Morexin.

Seeing the two of them looking at him at the same time, Mo Leixin was speechless, I was also when I got the inheritance of the doppelganger's supernatural powers, and at the same time, I saw some incomplete written records on an ancient tablet there that I don't know what age.

Nine-legged Wu Ding, the sacrificial instrument of the ancient Wu clan, can be used to summon a trace of the ancestor of the Wu clan with a special blood sacrifice, only the richer the bloodline, the more blood sacrificed, the greater the probability will be, generally in the life and death of the clan sacrifice.

But look at the poor witch people who are less than thirty people, it's enough to choke!

Bu Yue was stunned for a moment, aren't they people from the Jiuyang lineage of the Maoshan faction, but they didn't expect that the ancient Wu clan would be involved, no wonder both the Wuxi and Wu Yang bodies were extremely powerful.

Bu Yue clenched his fists and thought, "It seems that the whirlpool that my parents were involved in back then was really not small. “”

The people of the Wu clan all knelt down in front of the nine-legged Wu Ding, a black and broken and strange stone Ding, no more than thirty centimeters high, the blood was still dripping, and some people had even fainted.

Even the monks can't stop the excessive blood loss and hang up, not to mention that this is a blood sacrifice, not a simple bloodshed.

Wu Yuandao and several people silently recited some kind of obscure witch spell together, urged the power of the law of the inscription, and began the worship of the five bodies to the ground.

Suddenly, countless blood droplets on the ground began to glow and gather, even faintly burning, and then a blood-colored pattern emerged, floating in the air, converging in the void, forming symbols like inscriptions, and the blood light was dazzling.

"Wu Yang~" Wu Yuandao burst into applause.

I saw Wu Yang, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his beautiful eyes, and a crystal yellow war pattern flashed around his body, and the spiritual power of the Xuan Earth roared and soared, and the reincarnation mark of the Hou Earth that was hidden on his forehead slowly emerged, and an amazing power of the earth erupted.

"The Chosen One of the Witch Clans!" Morexin's body trembled this time, feeling extremely shocked.

That mark couldn't be seen clearly before, but now the resonance of the blood sacrifice was enough for Morey to see clearly.

Originally, Bu Yue thought that the mark was some kind of hole card of Wu Yang, but now it seems that it is far from being as simple as he thought!

The Chosen One of the Witch Clan is the person chosen by the Twelve Ancient Ancestors, who carries one or even several powerful inheritances of a certain Ancestral Witch.

"Tut-tut, I don't know if it's this little girl's luck, or I'm lucky, I didn't wake up when I was fighting before, but now I'm awakened!"

In a trance, they seemed to hear the chanting of the ancient witch clan blood sacrifice, and the ancient witch spell seemed to come through time and space, solemn and mysterious, making people unconsciously awe-inspired, and couldn't help but worship together.

"What is this......" The golden vines made a puzzled voice, and even trembled with gold leaves all over their bodies, and they were suppressed in an instant!

I saw that the Houtu reincarnation mark on Wu Yang's forehead continued to flicker, intertwining with the thousands of blood sacrificial witch runes in the void, until the crystal yellow and blood red reached a peak.

The sacrificial witch spells of dozens of people in Wu Yuan Dao suddenly stopped, and he squinted his eyes at a figure in the air that seemed to have traveled through countless time and space.

Instantly bowed down again......

Although the Houtu Reincarnation Mark on Wu Yang's forehead can unconditionally enhance the success rate of the blood sacrifice by ninety percent, no one can control who the ancestor who is summoned in the end.

When the endless blood light disappeared, a huge figure connected to the heavens and the earth appeared, as if there was no divine power, only a thin phantom that almost dissipated.

But Bu Yue's true spirit eyes are still very clear, the phantom human-faced beast body, ears like dogs, ears hanging green snakes, is it the ancestor of the weather.

Bu Yue also read the classics of the Wu clan when he dreamed for a thousand years, the ancestral witch was born with a strong body, devouring heaven and earth, manipulating feng shui, thunder and lightning, not only can reclaim the sea and move mountains, but can even change the heavens and the earth, so he knows the appearance of each of the twelve ancestral witches.

It's just that the corpse in front of me is like one of the twelve ancestral witches, but the ears are not dog ears, but more like cat ears, and the ear hanging is not a green snake but a black snake, and there is no difference in other places, all of which can only show one problem, that is, the ancestral witch in front of him is not the oldest twelve ancestral witches, but the bloodline descendants of the corpse.

But even so, his strength was able to suppress the incomparably powerful golden vine with just a phantom that did not show any divine power.

Bu Yue looked at the lightning manta marten and Morey Xin's faces were not very good-looking, I thought they were suppressed, why was he the only one who didn't have a, could it be that my Bu Xiaoyue's bloodline was so good!

He didn't think about it deeply, he could only attribute it to the wordless heavenly book and the mysterious purple golden vine tree in the Hongmeng space, yes, it was now thick enough for one person to hug!

......

"This is the ancestor of my Wu clan, who has traveled through countless time and space to protect the bloodline of my Wu clan's descendants. Wu Yuandao spoke.

In the distance, the more you step straight and poke the tooth Huazi, but a phantom, although the power is very bluffing, you have to be brave enough to him, little golden vine.

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(End of chapter)