The altar was like a bottomless abyss, and no matter how much power he poured into it, there was still no response. Finally, his strength was about to be exhausted, and he could only overdraw his vitality, but fortunately, he was at the King's Landing level, and his body had swelled to 200,000 zhang, and his vitality was huge.

However, it was still too difficult to fill a bottomless abyss, and his body continued to shrink due to the consumption of life force, and finally changed back to the size of a normal person.

And at this time, the rapid decay of his vitality made him keep aging.

Finally, when he was about to wither and turn into a pinch of dust, there was a vibration from the depths of the altar, and an infinite light responded to the altar, falling from the sky, turning into a series of ancestral heroic spirits, fighting against the hundred clans and turning the tide!

Sun Ang's last smile, his vitality was exhausted, and his consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.

......

When he opened his eyes again, he was dressed in the emperor's crown and sat in an empty and cold hall. The main hall is large-scale, and on both sides of the central corridor directly opposite the throne, there are forty-eight huge stone pillars, each of which is carved with a giant beast totem.

It wasn't just beautiful, there was such a giant beast in every statue, and their power constituted the defense of this hall.

As the emperor of the human race, he was born cold and lonely forever. No friends, far from loved ones.

The first emperor was his great-grandfather. Three thousand years ago, the great ancestor held a sword in his hand and led the human race out of the wilderness, overcoming thorns and thorns, and fighting a bloody battle! It took 300 years and 18,000 battles to finally establish the current dynasty and give the human race a place of refuge.

Before that, for tens of millions of years, the congenitally weak human race was all slaves, servants, and even blood food of other races.

The sacrifices of countless martyrs have finally brought about the rise of the human race today. Although among the hundred races, the human race is still weak, but there is already a dynasty to rely on and a city to shelter.

But now, the demon race is cunning and unites hundreds of tribes to encircle and suppress the human race.

He was in the rear to coordinate the overall situation, and although he did not personally participate in the battle, he also knew that the battle situation was urgent. In front of him, an irregular film of light opened. It's that battlefield. Someone has activated the altar of Babel, and the heroic spirits of the ancestors of the past generations have descended. But the strength is still insufficient. The ancient heroic spirits all led the human race to resist the hundred races in the ancient times, and finally fought to the death.

They are accustomed to fighting the strong with the weak, but the disparity in strength is too great.

An old minister walked quickly in the shadows, knelt down in front of him with a thud, and kowtowed, "Your Majesty!

The coalition army is already the last strength of our clan, if it is defeated, the whole clan will be reduced to slavery, and it will not be able to turn over for hundreds of millions of years!"

He let out a long sigh. His face became even more gloomy: "If you have anything to say, just say it." ”

The old minister said bitterly: "The only way to do this now is to gather the people in the whole clan who are burdened with Yanhuang blood, and all of them are used for sacrifice. Only then can it be possible to strengthen the ancestral spirit power to turn the tide!"

"All!" A muscle on his cheek jerked out, and the old minister knelt down: "Your Majesty, this is to abandon the car to protect the handsome, and it has to be done as a last resort." Your Majesty has made this holy decree today, and you may become a sinner in the dynasty, but you will be the savior of our race through the ages!"

"Your Majesty!"

Lao Chen strongly recommends.

He was silent. Looking at the battlefield, time is running out. With a wave of his hand, an even larger light curtain appeared in front of him, and in the light curtain that opened with his palm, there were human races, dynasties and states. Ordinary people don't know about the impending catastrophe, or even if they know that there is a big war, they think it's too far away from their lives.

In many places, the city is still bustling, and the countryside is full of old men and women weaving. Some people are married and funeral, some people study hard, and some people work hard.

"Alas......"

He let out another long sigh and finally made a decision. On one side are hundreds of millions of people of the human race, and on the other side are thousands of Yanhuang bloodlines.

"Just let me ...... It's saddled with an eternal infamy. His voice was grand, and through the palace established by the ancestors, it spread to the entire dynasty: "I have a will: all states in the world, capture the Yanhuang bloodline!"

At the same time, his left hand lifted up as if it were pressing against a mountain, and his entire arm had become pitch black from his fingertips to his wrists! With a fierce heart, his palm fell quickly, and pressed it on the dragon case in front of him, and the dragon head jade seal was on it.

Rumble!

The Mahayana sigils that spread throughout the palace were activated, and the lines of order were linked to each other, and then they rose into the air. In the main hall, the behemoths sealed in the forty-eight huge stone pillars roared together, unleashing their powers.

Those lines of order flew up from the palace and fell into the sky to all corners of the entire dynasty. Then he turned into chains, locked everyone with Yanhuang blood, and went straight to the palace.

Among them, there are husband and wife separation, father and son farewell, mother and daughter shed tears, white-haired people send black-haired people, and there are infant sons who snatch people!

His eyes were full of tears and pain, and he couldn't bear to look at those cruel images.

Thousands of lines of order locked back every person with the blood of Yan Huang, built a void passage on top of the palace, and sent directly into the distant battlefield, the altar to heaven!

Boom Boom Boom ......

Nine thunderstorms shocked the ages. The ancestral spirits suddenly burst out with blood-colored light, and their strength increased greatly. The Terran coalition took advantage of the situation to counterattack, and the Hundred Clans Alliance finally collapsed, and the army was defeated.

The human race, already unstoppable, is about to prosper, embarking on a glorious future of oppressing hundreds of races and ruling the entire continent!

In all states of the world, the mournful cries of the loss of loved ones are endless.

In the palace, Sun Ang's domineering aura has become stronger and stronger, and it has condensed into the shape of a divine dragon in the sky! The old minister was overjoyed and bowed down again: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"My emperor will definitely be able to rule my race, sweep the four seas, and create a human race that will prosper for thousands of years, glorify the ages, and far surpass the ancestors!"

But in his heart, he has left a demon that can never be defeated.

He looked up at the sky, and the dragon-shaped imperial qi was hovering on the top of the imperial city, and he always felt that the dragon qi dragon claws were clasped inside, hiding something. I'm afraid that it will be punished by the Nine Heavens God, and I am not sure that I will throw it at myself at a certain moment.

Rumble!

There was a roar in his ears, and he seemed to have foreseen the moment when he was punished by the Nine Heavens God, and his eyes suddenly turned black and dizzy.

......

After a trance, he came to his senses again.

He is still dressed in the royal robe, and he is still in that hall. It's just that there are many more people in the hall at this time. The old minister who recommended him to sacrifice all the Yanhuang bloodlines of the dynasty was also there, but his face was full of anger, and there were many followers around him.

In addition to him, other civil and military ministers in the court were also listed.

His hand hung above the dragon head jade seal in front of him, refusing to fall. A ray of light condensed by his own power turned into a whirlpool, fusing with the power of the Mahayana sigil of the entire palace, protecting his throne and dragon case to the death.

Below, a bearded military general scolded angrily: "Why doesn't Your Majesty make an order? Sacrificing all the people in the world who bear the blood of Yan Huang is the only way out for our clan at present!"

"If not, the coalition army of our clan will be defeated, and our clan will become the slave of the hundred clans!"

"Is it just because the father and younger brother in the pen are also of Yanhuang blood, Your Majesty hesitates?"

His whole body was shocked, and his heart was shocked: Father and little brother are also going to be sacrificed?!

"Faint King!" An angry shout came, and he saw the Angzang warrior again, holding two blades in his hands, respectively on the necks of his father Sun Yuanhai and younger brother Sun Yue, and pressed them into the main hall.

"Are you going to bury my entire human race for your own selfishness?"

"On the one hand, there are thousands of people with Yanhuang blood, and on the other hand, hundreds of millions of people from our clan, what is there to choose!?"

There are three huge light curtains in the main hall.

The first is that the Terran coalition army is besieged by hundreds of tribes, and the ancestral heroic spirits are fighting bloody battles but are in danger.

The second is that hundreds of millions of people live and work in peace and contentment, happy and peaceful.

The third is the states of the world, where warriors are dispatched to arrest people with Yanhuang blood.

Sun Ang moved his chapped lips, and his voice was low and hoarse: "However, these are all lives, and life can't be simply compared with numbers......"

When he said this, he suddenly realized something, but before he could really know what he had had an epiphanie, everything in front of him shook again, turning into a phantom and dispersing.

He was still standing in the nebula brand, and the dragon tortoise spirit above the sky glanced at him with a compassionate look, and then slowly merged into the body of the gods and demons. The dragon turtle camel seal landed steadily and merged into his heavenly court martial image.

At this moment, Sun Ang could already truly feel the true power of a god and demon treasure!

It comes from a distant era and has a wealth of experience. As long as this treasure of gods and demons sincerely helps him, then he will have the confidence to challenge a world-destroying level! Even an ordinary world-destroying level may not be his opponent.

Sun Ang sighed secretly, maybe this treasure of gods and demons wanted to tell himself a truth independent of legal principles.

......

Although the Heavenly Court Martial Image, which had the Divine and Demon Supreme Treasure, did not seem to have changed, Sun Ang understood that it was more than twice as powerful.

The five supernatural light eggs rotated slowly, each of them grew a little stronger, Sun Ang's somewhat depressed mood gradually rose, he showed a smile, and he could finally start and try to crack the Immortal Emperor's quiet room.

He didn't know which building was the most central part of the Heavenly Court back then, but as far as he could see, the Immortal Emperor Quiet Room was undoubtedly very advanced.

It has a god and demon treasure Qiankun beast as the core, and there are nine layers of super ninth-order Mahayana rune structure on the outside, and each Mahayana rune structure has a Dharma core, a total of nine.

Moreover, each of the core of the law contains seventeen high-level natural law principles. It's all much more than the prison.

But in fact, after Sun Ang "comprehended" the core dragon turtle camel seal of the heavenly prison, he faintly felt that this treasure of gods and demons was here in the Ancient Dragon Immortal Emperor back then, and he was probably underestimated.

It may also be that the dragon turtle camel seal did not really help His Majesty the Immortal Emperor, so it did not show such a power against the sky.

In any case, when Sun Ang decided to set out to crack the Immortal Emperor's Quiet Room, he was in his heyday. He had just been recognized by the dragon turtle camel seal, which gave him a lot of confidence. (To be continued.) )