Yan Tian looked up at this ancestral pagoda that watched the fall of the sky, the black lacquer suppressed the heavens, and the ancestral pagoda that went straight into the clouds has been passed down for thousands of years.

After the painstaking efforts of eight hundred and sixty-three ancestors from generation to generation, Guanze Daluo was able to resist the pull of the abyss of hell because of this black tower, and it was also because of this ancestral tower that Guanze survived for 10,000 years.

It was even more at the time of the collapse of the ancestors of the cold and sad that year, Guanze was divided into two parts, most of which went to the North Ridge, leaving only a group of young people, and this group of poor people who remained relied on this ancestral tower to compete with the rebels in the north.

There have always been only two gods in Guanze Daluo, Guanshen and Zeshen.

And the North Mayfly Mountains in the north have always had seven ancestors of the rebels, not because of the strength of the gods of Guan and Zeshen, in order to maintain the two rivalries in the past ten thousand years, but because of this tower!

This is a symbol of the great fall of Guanze, and similarly, this is also a tool of the town boundary, and it is also a weapon of great killing!

Relying on this ancestral tower, the hating heaven and Yantian of the same rank can compete with the seven ancestors of the northern rebellion, all because there are eight hundred and sixty-three ancestral gods in this tower.

So in this world, Guanze Daluo is orthodox, called Guanze, not Beimayang.

If there is a high-level mage who has participated in the war between the West France Continent and the orcs, he can tell the essence of this tower at a glance, just because this method is the ancestor worship technique of the orcs.

Orcs do not believe in gods, only believe in their ancestors, thousands of races, there are also thousands of beliefs, the condensation of faith, the immortality of the spirit of the ancestors, the power of this ancestral spirit to give back to the earth.

The ancestral spirits of the nine golden tribes of orcs, it is said that slaughtering saints is as simple as killing dogs and chickens, which is also the reason why the orc race is powerful in the West France continent and picks up six empires in a row.

Not only are there many births, but there are many beasts, and the invincible is the power of the ancestors in the faith, the ancestral spirit is immortal, and the orcs will never be slaves!

"Can't get enough of it!"

Yan Tian said to the man in a black robe in front of him with his hands behind his back.

This figure stood for some time, just staring at the ancestral pagoda of Guanze, not moving, as if it had become a decayed gaze statue.

"I've been wondering, what kind of character is the ancestor of cold sorrow, can come up with such a way to fight against the pull of the hell abyss for thousands of years, if this kind of character lives in the upper realm, it is also a masterpiece, don't you say?"

The voice of this figure is very cohesive, magnetic and will drive any woman crazy.

But the premise is that the group of women who only know sex and don't know his identity!

"The ancestor of Han Sorrow is a great man, but his descendants are not very angry, and the things that are used to fight against the abyss of hell have finally become a weapon of attack between the two tribes of the same one, and he thinks too well about his death. ”

"Haha~~ But there's always something sensible, isn't it?

This figure turned his head, laughed and looked at this person who had been fighting for nearly a hundred years, who would have thought that there would be a day when they would stand together and talk calmly.

"It's not sensible, I'm aware of current affairs, what about which realm to collude with? At that time, what we need is strength, 10,000 years ago, it was a line, and when we meet foreign enemies, we need to let go of even big grievances, don't you say that my rebellious ancestor?"

Yan Tian's eyes shimmered as he looked at the black-robed man in front of him, handsome and handsome, maybe this person was the only one who did not cultivate the abyss method among their Seven Ancestors of the Barbarian Barbarians.

"It's not a barbarian! Since it's cooperation, that kind of discriminatory title can be put aside, right?"

"My bad!"

Yan Tian nodded apologetically, but there was a lot of disdain in his heart.

What if you have chased your wishes!

The name of the rebel barbarian has been called for 10,000 years, indicating that the strength of the North Templar Ridge and being discriminated against are often another way of showing respect.

"You came out on your own, it seems that the two brothers didn't get along?"

The Rebel Barbarian Ancestor looked at Yan Tian's apologetic expressionlessness, but asked a word of hatred for the sky, and that enchantment came from their rebel barbarians.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, don't talk about this! How are you prepared?"

"I don't need to ask the seven of us how we are prepared, I want to ask you, can you really send these 20,000 people under the tower to the funeral?"

The anti-barbarian ancestor pointed to the bottom, staring at Yan Tian in front of him with his eyes, his anti-barbarian ancestor has the most ruthless heart, the coldest blood, and the cultivation technique is more cruel, but it is against the enemy, not his own tribe, and the Ze God in front of him, who has always presented the great fall of Guanze with a tall and glorious image, actually wants to sacrifice the gate of the abyss of hell with his 20,000 tribal blood.

He is far from Zeshen, who killed 20,000 people without even blinking an eyelid, on the contrary, he shows that he is too merciful.

Under the ancestral tower, 20,000 people kneel neatly and sit on the ground, worship around the tower, 20,000 mouths, muttering a funny "children's song" to shake the sky, this is not a children's song, but the ancestor sacrifice.

It was like this thousands of years ago, and it will be like this after thousands of years, and the eternal years can't wipe out the inheritance of the ancestors.

It looks ridiculous, but this technique is a great killing technique, a middle-level blood sacrifice technique can call an ancestor, and 20,000 people can't use the life-wasting technique, which is enough to summon the spirits of 836 ancestors in the ancestral tower!

This realm belongs to the realm of small thousands, the grandmaster cannot be crossed, and the weak world rules cannot accommodate the existence of that rank at all, even the primary ranks are rejected, and these eight hundred and thirty-six ancestors with the power of the great grandmaster are the heavens of this world!

Even if they fuse the boundary rules of this world and improve their strength to the level of a grandmaster, how many high-level existences does the group of Gado Academy students have in the dark nights?

One no!

Half of the people who died, and those who were lucky enough to survive definitely hit the monstrous luck, because the strong people of Guanze were all pulled down under this black tower by this Ze god.

Otherwise, if you are still alive, the person who is not caught and draws the spirit bead can pull it with one palm.

The night and Yi Lai collided with the earth-shattering luck, such a robbery method was a day or two earlier, maybe this world is their grave place!

"The ancestors threw their heads and spilled their blood, and the eight hundred and sixty-three ancestors have become the spirits of the ancestral tower, fighting for the remnants of ten thousand years for us descendants, and now the sacrifice of this group of people is fighting for the eternal peace of our race, do you think this sacrifice is not worth it?"

"Haha! The righteousness of the race, but I don't know if their group of people will sing the eternal ancestor sacrifice like this after they know their fate. ”

"The offerings are ready, when are you going to start?"

Yan Tian took a deep look at the group of people under his feet, this is all the seeds of Guan Ze Daluo, this group of people is gone, which means that Guan Ze is gone.

But this group of people does not die, in exchange for the trust of the Seven Ancestors of the Rebel Barbarian, Guan Ze will not have it after all, and this group of people is the difference between early death and late death, his heart at this time has a faint pain, it seems that he is not as cold-blooded as his brother's mouth.

"You won't be disappointed!"

The rebel ancestor pointed at Gao Tian evilly and said.

Yan Tian looked in the direction he was pointing, and above the 20,000 people who knelt on the ground and sang the ancestor sacrifice, six figures appeared, and the remaining six people of the Seven Ancestors of the Rebel Barbarian!

"Don't let them feel the pain. ”

After Yan Tian said a word, he turned around and walked towards the Ancestral Tower, the Void Teleportation Method of the Hell Abyss is so easy to open?

Guanze Xiaoqianjie is close to Xifa, not the hell abyss, the spatial distance between the realms is very close to the realm, but relative to people, it is far away and will make people despair.

To get rid of the pull of the West France Continent, drag the Guanze Small Thousand Realms to the Hell Abyss, and make the demons in the Hell Abyss open a void teleportation method that descends to this realm, you need an introduction, a blood sacrifice guidance!

This kind of guidance must be strong, so powerful that it penetrates the barrier between the realms, so that the demons in the Hell Abyss, or more precisely the demons in the twenty-sixth layer of the Hell Abyss, can perceive this qi and blood attraction, and the lives of 20,000 people are this qi and blood attraction!

Yan Tian didn't want to look at it, it was one thing to be cold-blooded, but it was another thing to see his own people being sacrificed to death by the blood sacrifice of the Seven Ancestors of the Barbarians.

He wanted to go and see the sunny sky opposite the Zu Tower, the Great Realm of Western Law was much closer to the Hell Abyss, which meant that it was much faster than the Seven Ancestors of the Rebel Barbarians!

The rebel ancestor looked at the figure of Yan Tian in the distance, and with a cold mockery, he turned his head and stepped towards the high sky.

"Let's get started!"

The rebel ancestor waved his hand at the six people and said.

The six black-robed figures floated above the heads of 20,000 people, and at the same time they looked downward, and the endless remnants of the handprints between their hands waved out, and their mouths were even more muttering their nameless demonic words.

The voice is very soft, and it is sandwiched between the ancestral sacrifices of 20,000 people, and it is not true at all.

But this murmuring is gradually getting louder, louder and louder!

The voices of the six rebel barbarians and the seven ancestors overshadowed the unison of the twenty thousand figures below him in a moment.

And this group of more than 20,000 people has already discovered in horror that something is wrong!

Those who participated in the battle against the Northern Templar Ridge in the north were simply familiar with these seven figures, and they called out their names on the spot.

Panic, explosion, confusion, and moments filled this group of people.

Among this group of people, there are a few junior ranks, most of them are advanced and intermediate ranks, and all the top elite combat power of Guanze Daluo is condensed here.

Ze Shen summoned them to resist the establishment of the Fourth Void Teleportation Method of the Western Law Great Realm, and what happened to the figure of the Seven Ancestors of the Rebel Barbarian Beings appeared above the high heavens? They were completely in a state of sluggishness.

Listening to the chanting in the mouths of these seven people, some people were completely panicked on the spot.

This is the art of the Great Sacrifice!

A terrifying art of sacrifice!

This is the art of slaughtering these people with blood.

The Three Ancestors of the Rebel Barbarian looked at the countless fighting qi slashes that were waved below, sneered gloomily, raised their hands, and the group of people suddenly quickly became confused A black enchantment, and in the blink of an eye, a separation between the Seven Ancestors of the Rebel Barbarian and this group of people rose between life and death.

When the pieces of fighting qi encounter this layer of diaphragm, it seems to collide with a layer of solid iron wall, and is directly bounced back to the bottom.

Despair!

Fear!

Shrill roar!

The blade of the crazy fighting spirit exploded under the black diaphragm.

They didn't know at all how the Seven Ancestors of the Northern Mayfly Mountains could appear in the place where the ancestral tower of Guanze had fallen.

Yan Tian heard the roar that pierced the sky and the earth, and tried his best not to look back, he knew that this group of people would die a miserable death, but when he was there, the cold heart was still beating, and he knew that he was really not so cold-blooded.

But now he can't tolerate the state of a pretentious child, because at the same time as the seven ancestors of the barbarians performed the art of great sacrifice, the high sky opposite the ancestral tower, which was originally a clear sky, has been visible to the naked eye Pieces of heavy clouds have been waved.

The clouds are condensing too fast!

The fast naked eye was already dizzying, and just a piece of heavy clouds appeared, and in the blink of an eye, the heavy clouds above the high sky were about to turn the sky into darkness.

God knows that the Great Realm of Western Law is coming!

"What's going on?

The Ancestor of the Rebel Barbarians also sensed that something was wrong with the high heavens opposite the Ancestral Tower, and roared at it.