This is a war that will completely change the fate of the entire Ghost Ice Continent.

Any tribe, no matter how long it has existed, how rich its heritage is, all of them will be subdued by the disciples who do not fall into the mountain in an almost crushing posture, and those who can't be subdued can only be killed.

The people of the entire continent were terrified, looking at the groups of monks who existed like heavenly soldiers.

In their hearts, there is nothing but fear.

The war lasted for a month, and at the cost of zero damage, the entire continent was completely wiped out.

On this day, the army surrounded the entire Ghost Ice Clan.

The Ghost Ice Clan is a true ancient tribe with a large number of people, no less than a million, and now the entire clan has shrunk into a lonely city.

In the lonely city, the consuls of the Ghost Ice Clan gathered together, and it was obvious that their faces were not good-looking.

"What do you think of this matter, if you don't fall down the mountain, you are simply not human, they can control the power of various gods, they are invulnerable, and they can even not die, how can we fight this battle?"

"Lack of ambition to destroy their own prestige, want me to see, this does not fall on the top of the mountain is mostly a group of small tribes playing witchcraft, mastering some power that they think they can control, and they want to occupy our land, isn't this a fantasy, if you want me to say, let's gather our forces and fight them head-on. ”

"Yes, we people of the Ghost Ice Clan would rather die standing than live on our knees. ”

"I heard that there is a person who does not fall into the mountain, claiming to be the ancestor of Buluo, called Wang Chen, the news has been found clearly, this person is the center of this group of people, as long as he is killed, we can win this battle without a fight. ”

"It's so easy to say, can you find that one named Wang Chen? and what do you use to kill people, poison, witchcraft, or assassination?"

A group of people quarreled in the hall, each with their own opinions, but most of them chose to fight on their backs, preferring to die rather than give in.

On the high position, an old man opened his eyes slightly, and his gaze swept over everyone.

Sensing the old man's gaze, everyone shut up and stood there quietly.

This person is the patriarch of the Ghost Ice Clan, Drought Fish!

"I am in charge of the Ghost Ice Clan, and I already have Jiazi, and my life has long been integrated with the entire Ghost Ice Clan. ”

"The Ghost Ice Clan, since the appearance of this continent, has existed, we are the real masters of this continent, even if it is a god, it is also the god of my Ghost Ice Clan, the sky, it is also the heaven of my Ghost Ice Clan. ”

"Whoever dares to touch my ghost ice clan is against the sky, against the earth, and against the gods. ”

The voice of the Drought Clan Patriarch came out slowly, as if there was a certain temperament that people couldn't help but admire, which made everyone's already impatient hearts calm down instantly, but then they were filled with an indescribable heat.

The glory of the Ghost Ice Clan!

It needs to be defended with blood, with the knife in your hand.

"I, the patriarch's decree, swear to fight to the death, defend the ghost ice clan, defend the ghost ice lineage. ”

Everyone shouted in unison, and the fighting spirit was monstrous.

The Drought Fish waved his hand, signaling for everyone to be quiet.

"Prepare boys and girls, nine hundred and ninety-nine, bloodlet into the pool, the old man wants to sacrifice to the ancestors, call the ancestors to come, and protect my ghost ice lineage. Drought Fish sighed, now that a catastrophe is coming, even if he knows the price of awakening the Ancestor, he has to do this, and he has to be ruthless.

When everyone heard this, their faces immediately turned a little ugly, nine hundred and ninety-nine boys and girls, looking at the entire Ghost Ice Clan, it was not difficult, but in this way, it was too ruthless.

Those teenagers are the hope of the Ghost Ice Clan.

"Patriarch, the price is a little too great. ”

"That is, if the patriarch can use my blood, I will never say anything, even if I take it, but I can't bear to hurt the lives of those teenagers. ”

"Damn, this doesn't fall, I'm going to crush it if I have the chance. ”

A group of people, with embarrassment on their faces, opened their mouths to persuade each other.

Drought glared at everyone: "You can't be reluctant, if you can't be ruthless, I'll be willing, will I be ruthless?"

"Now that the catastrophe is coming, only by inviting out the ancestors can there be a glimmer of life. ”

"Use nine hundred and ninety-nine lives to fight for a hope for the Ghost Ice Clan, this price is worth it, if the clan wants to blame it in the future, then blame me!"

The drought fish spoke sharply, and there was an indescribable sadness in his serious expression.

Although everyone is unwilling in their hearts, this is the only way, and they can only do it.

A day later, at noon.

The entire Ghost Ice clan was immersed in a sense of sadness.

In the center of the city, a pool of blood, exuding monstrous blood, can even be heard in the air, the cries and sorrows of children.

The blood pool is full!

With the scepter in hand, the dwarf walked out, bowed to the crowd, and suddenly pressed the scepter in his hand to the sky.

"I, the ghost ice clan, the patriarch of the Drought Fish, am willing to use my body as a container. ”

"May I ...... with my soul"

"May I ...... of My Will"

"May I remember ......"

"I respectfully ask the ancestor to come down and protect my ghost ice lineage, immortal for ten thousand years. ”

The voice of the Drought Clan Patriarch echoed in the sky, echoing in the hearts of all the people of the Ghost Ice Clan.

When the voice fell, the scepter in the hand of the drought fish suddenly erupted, and a hideous and terrible ghost shadow flew out with a monstrous and ferocious aura.

As soon as it appeared, it made the sky of the entire lonely city dim at this moment.

It was as if the world had turned gray.

When the ghost appeared, its fierce gaze fell on the drought.

Holding back the fear in his heart, the dwarf knelt down towards the ghost.

"Meet the Ancestor. ”

This ghost shadow is the ancestor of the ghost ice lineage, to be precise, a ghost.

The ghost spat out a complex character in his mouth, and then opened his bloody mouth violently, swallowing the dartle into his stomach.

The drought suddenly erupted into a terrible scream, the pain was not in the flesh, but in his own soul, which was torn apart and chewed by others.

Yes......

The screams echoed in the void, becoming the only sound in the entire heaven and earth.

There was madness and determination in his eyes, and he didn't regret it for the sake of the ghost ice.

The sound continued for several breaths before it stopped.

After stopping, the drought fish opened its eyes again, and looked around, and everywhere it went, the ghostly aura rolled and the ferocity was monstrous.

Immediately after, the drought fish jumped into the pool of blood in front of him, gulping down the blood.

The clansmen of the Ghost Ice Clan, with hesitation and apprehension in their hearts, looked at the scene that happened in front of them.

As a ghost ice lineage, they didn't even know that there was such a powerful ancestor in their clan, and what they had seen and heard was beyond their imagination.

Half an hour later, the pool of blood had bottomed out, revealing a figure covered in blood.

Kill, kill, kill......

A deep voice slowly came out of the mouth of the drought fish, now he has truly merged with the ancestor, although the whole state can only last for a few days, but it is enough.

His figure jumped and flew into the sky, with a rainbow of regret behind him, and went straight to the army outside the lonely city.

The army that does not fall down the mountain is led by the fifth Chen, and their original intention is not to have more killing intent, and everything is still based on subduing.

In the army that does not fall on the mountain, the fifth Chen was sitting in a big tent, and suddenly his eyelids jumped, and he felt a bloody aura that made people fearful, and he was coming straight to them.

He hurried out of the tent, only to see a red shadow in the sky, wrapped in blood, already flying in and falling into their army.

"What the hell is this, could it be a puppet sent by the Ghost Ice Clan?"

"Haha, it's stupid, we're monks, and it's ridiculous that a group of mortals would try to kill us with a puppet. ”

"Let me have a good time playing with this puppet. ”

A group of disciples who did not fall from the mountain, with a sneer on their faces, looked at the bloody people who suddenly appeared.

At this moment, a disciple with a mocking smile, not yet born, suddenly his face tightened, only to see that the drought fish had appeared beside him, five fingers grabbed his throat, pinched hard, and suddenly the disciple's throat shattered, and blood hissed out.

The darthorn opened his mouth and drank, with a touch of fierceness in his eyes.

Seeing the situation, everyone was immediately furious, and they all pinched their hands to duel, and for a while, all kinds of spells kept bombarding the drought.

The fire was pervasive, the wind and sand were monstrous, the earth shook, and the sky was discolored.

But in the midst of that stormy wave, a blood-red figure, like an immortal Shura, walked out step by step with a hideous smile, allowing those spells to fall on his body without causing the slightest damage.

"Oh my God, this is a strange thing, our magic can't hurt him. ”

"Don't worry if the puppet is immune to our spells, let me try it. ”

"Stop, let the disciples of the physical cultivation department go first, and give it a try. ”

If you don't fall down the mountain, soon there will be elders who organize disciples to attack, and the spell has no effect, so let the disciples of physical cultivation go up.

A group of strong men, waving fists as big as sandbags, went straight to the drought.

Bang bang bang......

One look, more than a dozen big men, were directly bombarded into a blood mist by a punch from the drought.

Standing in the blood mist, his face was full of enjoyment, and he took a deep breath of blood mist, and the combat power of the whole person increased a lot.

This is the ancestor of the ghost ice lineage, devouring blood, you can gain great power.

As for this ancestor, in the Ghost Ice lineage, there is also a record, the name is called, Ghost Ice Shura!

"All retreat, all retreat, the disciples who are under the Earth Yuan Realm quickly withdraw, this monster is a bit tricky, elders, quickly arrange the Heavenly Realm cultivators to kill this person. ”

Fifth Chen walked over and stared at the Ghost Ice Shura whose combat power was in the blood mist, with a bad premonition in his heart.

Today, I'm afraid it's not so easy to be good.

So, when he came out, he had already informed Wang Chen, and Wang Chen was also on his way to come.

It will take half an hour at the earliest, so they only resist, hold on for half an hour, wait for Wang Chen, and everything will turn around.

Soon, a group of Heavenly Realm disciples who did not set down the mountain, stepping on various flying magic weapons, walked out one after another, and went straight to the Ghost Ice Shura.

(End of chapter)