As the high priest of the aborigines, after Ford issued the decree, soon, a large number of aborigines began to converge towards the location of the holy land, of course, most of them were originally nearby, so a blood sacrifice in full swing slowly unfolded. The highest standard of blood sacrifice, missing the ancestral weapon, can only use the corpses of the two masters to bear, which is a huge flaw, but Ford can't take care of it, he even does not hesitate to consume his origin again, and inject his own will into the bodies of the two major masters, which are in line with some of their original instincts, and then, in this way, control the corpses of these two masters, so that their power can explode to the strongest level!

The highest level of blood sacrifice, the power is very terrifying, but it is also extremely dangerous, Ford received a strong backlash, however, this did not make him lose confidence, but became more and more crazy, everything, for Zhuge Pang, the blasphemer! Of course, he is not for the so-called recapture of the ancestral weapon, save Her Majesty Queen Lilith, Ford himself has his own wishful thinking in his heart.

It was a large mountain, reddish-brown in color, as if it had been soaked in blood, and it seemed to have dried up, and the color had not faded much.

Immortal Mountain!

This mountain is too majestic, reddish-brown with demonic nature, not a single grass grows, even the stone steps are dull with blood. This is the holy land of the Chaos Dark Realm, the place that all the strong people yearn for, because the invincible Immortal Ancestor lives here, and it is precisely because of his existence that the strength and prosperity of the entire Chaos Dark Realm are guaranteed!

"Boom"

At a certain moment, the huge and boundless Immortal Mountain shook violently, and the entire vast collapsed void began to tremble violently at this moment, and between heaven and earth, everything began to tremble and tremble. A vague black shadow appeared, his breath was too terrible and ruthless, his cold eyes did not have a trace of emotion, and he made an angry voice: "It is unforgivable to become so strong so many blasphemers! Hmph! Very good, you have traces of me on you, it is a good seed of sustenance, I will fulfill you! But it is not very proper, good thoughts and tricks, there must be a conspiracy to kill it!"

After making such a sound, this vague black shadow flickered and disappeared, no one knew what he had done, but a figure was thrown into the depths of the Heavenly Land, and at the same time, an order was quickly known by many strong people, and everyone began to converge in a certain place!

Although Zhuge Pang had guesses about the actions of the two super forces, he didn't know anything, he just stayed quietly in the core of the Fusang Forest, guarding the second clone.

Time passed slowly, and soon, another hundred years passed, during this period, there were strong people who began to break in, but their strongest strength was only the strong people of the ordinary world, and their fate can be imagined, and they all turned into corpses in the end!

In the depths of the land of heaven, in the depths of a swamp, there is a lake of blood, this is not fake blood, but real essence blood, containing powerful and incomparable power, belonging to the essence blood of millions of aborigines!

"Goo knock! Goo knock!"

In the center of the essence blood lake, there are two blood-colored whirlpools, constantly devouring a large amount of essence blood, and in all directions, all of them are kneeling figures, there are world gods, and even the king of the realm, dense, almost numerous, all of them are strong people who belong to the aborigines.

"Sablist, Gallest"

Millions of aborigines are singing reverently, making a quaint and vicissitudes of sound that come together to form a requiem that shakes people's hearts.

"Canopy!canopy!canopy!"

This strange and terrifying chant resounded, and the bodies of the aborigines continued to explode, and the souls and flesh of the whole body were thrown into the blood-colored lake, and there were thousands of them in an instant! This is undoubtedly a terrifying picture, but the many kneeling aborigines did not show fear, but one by one pious and relieved, and kept chanting

"Canopy!canopy!canopy!"

The explosion continued, and every moment the aborigines turned into a mist of blood, and no one screamed, only the solemn and solemn voice of the conjuring sounded. Above the blood-colored lake, there was a figure suspended, it was a kind old man, the aura emanating from his body was terrifying and profound, it was Ford, he had a compassionate look on his face at the moment, and he was also singing, the voice was the most peculiar, leading all the voices, bringing them together, forming a shocking requiem!

This chanting continues, and every moment there are aborigines falling, like moths to a fire, more like small wood, constantly burning a furnace fire, giving birth to something, one day, two days, three days

Seven days have passed, and now, there are only more than 800,000 aborigines left who are still singing sincerely, and each one of them is in tears, worshipping and chanting.

The soul is back!

After seven days, and constant guidance, at last, Ford issued these four gifts, infinite sorrow, infinite longing, the old world, and the idea of never changing filled the void.

"Buzz"

Countless morning light-like glimmers appeared in the void strangely, like stars twinkling, and finally converged into streams of white gas rising, becoming more and more intense, full of blazing breath of life, and suddenly turned fresh and natural, millions, wonderful. These forces all rushed into the blood-colored lake that had almost dried up, stirring up waves of blood, and finally, two blood-colored figures appeared, and the white gas above their heads penetrated in, and they continued to burst into various colors, and they were colorful, and all kinds of visions were formed in the void, and a strange fragrance that was incomparably wonderful and refreshing was suddenly transmitted.

"O natives of war, please listen to my call"

Seeing this scene, Ford began to chant again, and two mighty breaths suddenly rushed out of his body, and suddenly rushed into the body of the two blood-colored figures, and he himself was a mouthful of blood spurting out, and he fell to the ground, his face pale and terrifying.

The vision dissipated, the aroma converged, and the two blood-colored figures were also changing, and finally, they showed their forms, one was an old Taoist with an extremely old face, his long white hair was scattered to the ground, it was really too long, there was nothing in his palm, but it gave people a terrible feeling that he could break everything, and one of his pupils was golden, as blazing as two rounds of scorching sun! As for the other one, he was a big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a height of two and a half, a lion's mouth and a broad nose, a thatched beard, wearing an armor, and muscles like a dragon.

Not only that, whether it is an old Taoist or a mighty man, there is a terrifying aura like an abyss like a prison on their bodies, and many aborigines fall down one by one tremblingly, even the realm kings are all pale and bow their heads! The masters of these two bodies are the masters! Although they have fallen, under the highest level of blood sacrifice, they have regained their peak combat power again! Of course, this is only temporary and cannot be maintained for a long time.

"Meet the two Juggernauts!"

With great respect, more than 800,000 aborigines shouted, and many burst into tears.

In order to awaken the combat power of the two lords, the price they paid was too tragic, but even so, it was worth it, because it was related to the safety of the great Queen Lilith, the ancestral weapons, and the rise and fall of the aborigines in the future.

With a wave of his hand, the two figures made a hoarse voice together, "There is no need to do this, now the corpses of the two of them are still under my control, and everyone immediately begins to recover."

With that, Ford waved his hand, and a miniature altar appeared, very mysterious, very ancient, it turned out to be carved from a skull, and it was extremely old.

"Turn on!"

The fingers shot out a force and poured it into this altar, and it swelled again and again, and at the same time, it emitted a breath that made the heavens and the earth tremble, and it was indescribable, and it suddenly diffused.

"Whew!"

The figures flashed, and the corpses of the two masters had already landed on the altar under Ford's control.

"Click! click!"

The altar carved from the skull was cracked and densely packed, and a brilliant light erupted from within it, which swept the two figures at once, swept them, and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

The land of heaven is so mysterious that it can be transmitted over long distances here, which is shocking.