But in an instant, Hydra's face showed a sly look. It turned and ran towards the edge of the formation, wielding its huge mace and violently attacking the formation wall. Seeing this, the beasts next to them flew up and waved their weapons to protect it.

Seeing that the hydra was frantically attacking the formation, the other demon beasts in the formation also followed suit.

Suddenly, there was a loud rumbling sound in the array. The formation shook for a while, and then hundreds of monks spat blood from their mouths. Seeing that this method was useful, the demon beasts in the array attacked the formation wall even more frantically.

The formation suddenly became crumbling. The monks outside the formation showed resolute eyes, gritted their teeth and insisted on transmitting spiritual power to the formation.

"Bang" The ferocious blow of the hydra's accumulated power hit the formation, and the formation immediately dented a large piece. At the same time, the sound of "poof" and "poof" outside the formation sounded one after another, and the blood in the mouths of thousands of monks spurted wildly, and their bodies fell down with all their strength, looking at the formation in amazement.

Seeing this, the hydra in the formation smashed the depression of the formation with a mace in his hand and smashed it more fiercely.

The sound of "poof" and "poof" sounded continuously, and countless monks outside the formation spurted blood. But they struggled to hold on, sitting cross-legged in the void.

A loud "bang" earth-shattering sound came, and the formation was suddenly broken. The rich spiritual power in the formation turned into a piece of five-colored spiritual energy, which dissipated in the void.

Everyone's eyes showed despair, and the flame-robed old man sighed, his face desolate.

"Human children, do you still have tricks?" After breaking through the formation, the hydra couldn't help but laugh wildly as he looked at the human monk.

All of its injuries have recovered in this short period of time. When everyone saw its terrifying life recovery power, their eyes were even more lonely.

From time to time, the hydra grabbed a handful of humans from somewhere on its body, pinched it and sent it to eight mouths, "clicking" and chewing. There are still a lot of monsters left behind it.

"In vain, you occupy the cultivation spiritual land in heaven and earth, but you are so vulnerable!"

"Humans are nothing more than ......"

"The nations of the past were defeated by them...... That's it, they? The demon beast stared at the human monks in front of them with disdain, and laughed one after another.

When the human monks saw this, their eyes did not spew fire.

The black-robed monk had returned to Hydra's side at some point. "The Nine Monarchs are mighty!" He turned to the black-pressed demon beast behind him, raised his right hand, and shouted heartbreakingly. Countless demon beasts raised their heads one after another, following him and roaring feverishly.

Hydra grinned. Then it waved its hand slightly, and the group of demon beasts suddenly fell silent.

"Do you fight or not?" Hydra said as he looked at the human monk opposite.

The human monks all set their eyes on the flame-robed old man. And the old man looked at the Hydra opposite, his eyes full of despair. The strength of this beast far exceeded the peak cultivation of the continent that he knew, and it was far beyond the human power to resist.

The human monks here represent the pinnacle power of humanity on the continent. But if they don't stop it, humanity will be wiped out under the iron hooves of the monsters.

"Is it just watching humanity perish?"

"No, never!"

"Human beings have been going through countless catastrophes for more than a million years!"

"Countless human sages...... A great avenue of the world that they have trampled out with blood one after another must not be cut off in the hands of their own people! ”

The eyes of the flame-robed old man turned red, and his expression became extremely determined. He raised his head and looked at the hydra in the distance lightly, adding to the sense of vicissitudes of life.

The old man was about to take a step when a sturdy flame-robed young man suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his hand. The young man grabbed the old man and whispered to him urgently.

After the old man heard his words, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. He looked at the young man beside him, his face full of relief and appreciation.

"Everyone, please help me again." The old man turned his head to look at the human monk behind him, his eyes glinting.

He looked at the thousands of flame-robed monks near him, and shouted, "Sons, please ancestral gods!" ”

The Nine Heavens Lock Demon Array was laid by Sui, one of the ancestors of the ancient human monks on the continent, before it ascended to the upper realm. This array is based on five elements, and the array is divided into nine turns and one change, one turn to destroy the spirit, two turns to destroy the soul, three turns to destroy the spirit, four turns to destroy the immortals, five turns to destroy the gods, it is said that more than six turns can destroy the ancestors, saints, etc.

This array of flint cloth is used to protect the cultivation realm. But for hundreds of thousands of years, the continent was calm, and this array was never used. Now the operation of the formation is not only obscure and sluggish, but also difficult to survive. It is said that there is a hidden change in this array, and this change is to change into an ancestral god who communicates with the upper realm on the altar.

But the cost of using this change is very high, and their family has never used it. As a result, this change has also been gradually forgotten in the vast amount of information that has been in their people for hundreds of thousands of years. The young man in the flame red robe just now is the most well-read in the clan. What he said to the old man was exactly this change.

The flame-robed red-robed monks among the human monks flew forward one after another, kneeling to the ground behind the old man. All of them looked at the sky with solemn faces.

The old man bowed his head and whispered: "The head of the Three Emperors, the ...... of my ancestor Suihuang" The other flame red-robed monks chanted in unison:

The head of the Three Emperors, Emperor Sui. Drilling wood for fire is immeasurable.

Heaven and earth change, civilization opens. Cooked food strengthens the body, and man and beast give way.

Knotted rope calendar, reverence for the emperor. The ancestor of all surnames, admired by all ethnic groups.

Be cautious and chase the distance, and filial piety will be unforgettable. Drums are playing in unison, bathing in fragrant fragrance.

Announce the fire ancestor and pray to descend to the earth. Bless my fire country, and the blessing will be long.

The old man moved his steps lightly, pinched the trick in his hand, and an altar about a hundred zhang wide and large slowly rose from the place where the Nine Heavens Lock Demon Array disappeared in the distance. The altar is about 49 zhang high, with 49 steps hanging down from the altar.

"Tell the fire ancestor and pray to descend to earth. Bless my fire country, and the blessing will be long. ”

When the old man saw the altar appear, he groaned even more reverently.

The old man then stepped up the stairs to the top of the altar. There were countless mysterious patterns on the altar, and a faint red light flashed.

The old man's fingers flickered, and a stream of red blood spurted out of his wrist. His fingers were drawn in the distance, blood traced along his fingers on fiery red lines. The red streaks on the altar flickered, and the blood was absorbed and there was no response.

The old man's face was pale, and he was anxious to recite the magic in his mouth.

Seeing this, the hydra in the distance laughed wildly, clasped his hands, and looked at the old man on the altar for a long time.

When the old man saw this, his eyes sank. He suddenly punched his chest, and a mouthful of blue blood spurted out of his mouth. His eyes darkened in an instant.

The blood of the heart is the essence of the monk's lifelong cultivation, and the consequence of the blood force out of the heart will be a fall in the realm or even a loss of cultivation.

The old man's expression was focused, and he quickly portrayed it with these blue hearts. But the altar still did not react in the slightest. He frowned, looking at the situation, it seemed that the blood of his heart was still not enough. Then he beat his chest again and again, and his heart spurted blood.

The figure of the old man on the altar is like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

"Ancestor!" Countless people under the altar whispered.

Five flame-robed old men, they stood up from the low-chanting crowd and walked towards the altar step by step. They pounded their chests on the altar, and more blue blood gathered in front of the old man. The old man looked solemn, his figure moving rapidly on the altar, his fingers constantly carved.

Suddenly, heaven and earth froze.