Just as the twelve white gases floated out of the jar, all the wild people felt a breath belonging to the ancestors on them for a while, and the older ones among the wild people all shed tears, lying on the ground and kowtowing their heads.

The old man on the high platform suddenly raised his head, but when he saw the dark clouds covering the sky, his body began to tremble violently, his heart was very uneasy, and he could see from his eyes that he was really unbearable.

"Evil ...... Evil...... The old man barely managed to stabilize his trembling body, and after half a sound, he sighed, and decisively threw the scimitar in his hand forward, and kept shouting in his mouth, and he said twelve evil words in a row.......

The scimitar that flew out kept playing in the air, and with every evil word of the old man, one of the twelve savages' heads flew up instantly, and the blood spilled into the air with the scimitar from the savage's neck, and the twelve savage heads that flew out also fell on the high platform one by one, and some of the blood-stained heads still opened their eyes angrily, while some showed relief.

As the heads of the savages were cut off with a thunderous slash from the scimitar, the twelve savages were supposed to die like this, but then a strange scene reappeared.

This method of summoning spirits through the sacrifice of living people is extremely cruel and bloody, but only in this truly passionate way can the lonely ghosts be revived, so that those dead will no longer be reincarnated, and the obsession with the past life can be abandoned.

Even though the scimitar has the power to cut off the head, it does not have the divine power to resurrect the soul by the corpse, the living have an eternal life bridge, and the dead have a mourning scripture, just because they are in a different world, spiritually speaking, the deceased can also be immortal and immortal, and continue to live in the way of the spiritual leader of a race, like a beacon for the continuation of a race.

The old man summoned all the savages to prepare for this sacrifice because he knew that if a race did not even have the original faith, it would only mean that their bloodline had come to an end.

After the scythe flew around, it returned to the old man's body, and the old man looked at the scimitar that had been passed down to the ancestors, and his expression suddenly became extremely firm, even if he encountered great difficulties, he would continue to carry the entire clan with him, even if it was to throw his head and spill blood.

The head can be broken and the blood can be shed, and the soldier can be killed but not humiliated.

When the invasion of foreign enemies drove them out of their homeland, his heart did not hurt, and he did not struggle and hesitate to use this sacrificial method of seeking hope through the death of his people.

He was a human being, an old man with clan affection, not a beast that his relatives did not recognize, and when he looked at the twelve heads with different eyes on the stage, he shed two lines of blood and tears.

The twelve savage warriors who lost their heads did not die immediately, they waved their arms like walking corpses, blood was still bubbling on their bloody necks, and their stiff bodies seemed to feel the pain of losing their heads, and their hands instinctively raised and touched the place where their heads had grown, like a group of blind people who had lost their way.

"Soul ...... The old man almost gritted his teeth and said these two words.

As soon as the old man's voice fell, he saw that the twelve savages who were in limb confusion suddenly stopped moving, but those hands were still stuck in the previous movement, and the next moment the bodies of the twelve savages instantly exploded on the high platform.

A thick blood mist formed on the platform, and those blood mist did not spread, because at the moment when the wild man exploded, the twelve white lights that had stayed in it were finally released.

Those white lights were obviously much richer than when they first floated out of the jar, and as the white light appeared, those blood mist were tightly surrounded by white light, and not even a drop fell on the high platform, and a red blood mist also appeared in the air.

"Please...... Ancestors...... Shelter," the old man knelt down as he looked at the blood mist not far in front of him.

The blood mist kept rolling in the air, and those white lights kept wandering around the blood mist, and after a while, the scattered blood mist slowly began to gather in one place, and as the blood mist continued to shrink, there was a blood shadow in the air slowly revealed.

It was a bloody man with only a humanoid silhouette, no facial features, bright red all over his body, and an incomparably rich bloody aura came to his face, which suddenly made people feel calm, it was really the appearance of the bloody man that made people lose the courage to face everything.

"You asked me for ......" The blood shadow slowly twisted its blood-colored head, and then faced the sacrifice, as if to examine it.

After the blood shadow appeared, a crack suddenly appeared in the place where there was no mouth, and a hoarse voice full of horror came from the crack, and it was obvious that the blood shadow was talking to the old man.

"The seventh generation of the ancient barbarians sacrificed to meet the ancestor...... Now that the foreign enemy is invading, the dragon gate is not guaranteed, and the younger generation is incompetent......" Seeing the blood shadow speak, the old man's old face instantly became a little excited, he knelt on the ground and raised his hands to bow down, but after he finished speaking, his face was full of guilt.

"I am the dead...... Ancient Barbarian ...... However, it is all cause and effect of the year...... That's it...... That's it, the dragon gate will only be revealed when the moon is full, and my ancient barbarian clan was originally in the dragon gate...... It's a thousand generations......" The blood shadow floating on the high platform squirmed a few times, and then said hoarsely.

"...... inside the Dragon Gate" The old man muttered in a low voice in his heart, he didn't expect that the ancestors lived in the Dragon Gate before.

Immediately after that, the blood-colored figure raised his right hand that had turned into blood, and several unclear fingers were beating rapidly, as if he was deducing the past and the present.

"Come together and re-shine, temporarily turn the dragon gate open...... Heaven and earth are combined, all things are self-generated, too void cannot be without qi, qi cannot be gathered and become all things, and all things cannot be too void without dispersing. Just when the old man was a little puzzled, the crack on the blood shadow's face squirmed a few more times, and he didn't say these words, but spread them to the old man's mind in a way that others didn't know.

As soon as the blood shadow finished speaking, the blood-colored right hand exploded in the air with a bang, and the words were transmitted to the priest's mind at the cost of one hand.

The moment the right hand burst open, the bloody body suddenly shook, as if he had seen some bad picture, and then the bloody body quickly raised the remaining left hand and quickly deduced it again.

"The dragon roars, and the evil demon will appear...... Seal, seal ......" The left hand of the bloody body also suddenly burst open, and the bloody face with only one crack suddenly rippled, and a bloody light went straight to the sacrifice, and then disappeared into the mind of the sacrifice.

"Before I die, I can see my descendants again...... I'm very pleased...... "The blood shadow twisted its blood-colored head, glanced at the wild people in the audience, and then saw that the blood shadow began to slowly dissipate.

He was originally a dead man, but now he was forcibly summoned back by a blood sacrifice, even so, it was difficult to escape the cycle of life and death, and in just a few breaths, he completely dissipated on the high platform, and suddenly only the old man was left on the platform.

The words spoken by the Ancient Barbarian Ancestor when he dissipated were still echoing in the old man's mind, and the Old Ancestor's words made his heart feel as if he had been hit with a heavy hammer, and it seemed extremely heavy, because he knew that the evil demon was coming.

And what puzzled him was the blood light that appeared in his mind at the end, because there was a glowing mark on the blood light, this mark he knew, it was a unique sign of the guardian line, and only those who guarded the first line could see the message contained in it.

After half a ring, the old man bowed again to the place where the ancestor had disappeared.

"Giggles, it's really singing and crying...... The ancient barbarian sacrifice was so ruthless for his own selfish desires, which really shocked this seat!" Just as the old man was about to leave, a black-robed man appeared silently in the sky, and then the black-robed man's unruly voice came from the empty sky.

The appearance of the black-robed man The old man did not notice it in the slightest, he was not a lamp cultivator, so he couldn't detect the fluctuation of the flame power in the surrounding heaven and earth, but the way that the ancestor used to say that important word to him before had already aroused his vigilance, after all, the person who could make the ancestor jealous must not be underestimated in his opinion.

"I'm old, just do what I should do, you also heard what my ancestor said, the dragon gate is only revealed at the time of the full moon...... Now that you have found the Dragon Gate, why bother to kill them all. The old man looked at the man in black in the air with some anger, he has lived for many years, and now although he is old and frail, the blood in his heart is still there, he just wants the ancient barbarian clan to continue well, and nothing else is important to him.

The black-clothed man's dark eyes fell on the old man's body through a distance of dozens of zhang, he looked at the old man and shook his head and said, "I originally intended to give you the vitality of the ancient barbarian clan, but you treat this hall as a fool." ”

"Haha, others don't know your methods, I don't eat that, why didn't I see you so kind when my ancient barbarian clan was driven out of Longyuan by you, there were countless people who killed my ancient barbarian clan at the beginning, and now you tell me about life?" The old man looked at the black-robed man and laughed angrily, and there was suddenly an unspeakable momentum all over his body, that was anger, that was fearlessness, that was unyielding.

"Giggle...... Cluck...... In that case, the man in black still looked at the ancient barbarian sacrifice, but as his words spread slowly, his hand suddenly grabbed downward.

I saw a powerful flame wave sweeping the sky, and that flame wave turned into a big hand in the air and grabbed the ground, and most of the wild people in the audience suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then the palm of the flame turned into a fierce squeeze to the ground.

"What is that" And just as the huge palm grabbed the ground, Ye Mo on the edge of the Yan River finally opened his eyes, and as soon as he recovered the flame power in his body, Ye Mo sensed the terrifying fluctuations coming from the Demon Forest.

It's not that he is too sensitive to the perception of the flames, but the fluctuations of the flames that the man in black burst out are too terrifying, and Ye Mo involuntarily raised his head and looked over, and saw a pitch-black palm appear in the sky.

Wu Yueyue had long been aware of this scene, she had been waiting for it since she crushed the jade slip, but when she saw the black palm, her brows furrowed slightly, and it didn't seem to match the result she was expecting.

"Tianzi ......" Wu Yueyue's lips moved slightly, and she said two words.

As the palms of their hands pressed overwhelmingly against the ground, the wild people on the ground kept making all kinds of strange screams, but they still couldn't make the palms pause in the slightest.

For a while, countless wild people continued to retreat in fear under the huge palm print, and many of them were directly slapped into flesh by the terrifying palm, and countless blood was sprinkled on the earth, and the scene was extremely miserable.

"You and I are the same kind of people, why don't you and I make a deal, how about it?" Seeing the vulnerable savages on the ground, the man in black finally withdrew his palm, leaving only the eyes on the ground that were constantly wailing and full of fear and anger.

The old man looked at the helpless and miserable faces on the ground, his heart suddenly fluttered, especially when he saw those immature faces, his heart was like pins and needles, he didn't want his people to suffer, he could only bow his head for the sake of the people, but he didn't show his heart.

"The dragon roars, the demon forest is chaotic, the Yan River is broken, and the dragon gate is opened. The old man raised his head suddenly, and then a sad and sad voice came out of his mouth.

"I am a sinner...... The old man knelt on the stage, his gray and messy hair was slightly raised by the wind, and he looked at the ancient barbarians under the stage faintly, and the picture was very shocking and miserable.