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Instinctively, there is a deep fear...... & Surrender!

The soul is screaming.

The situation of encountering natural enemies and not having the idea of resisting at all has reappeared at this moment.

But it is countless times stronger than before.

The ancestral spirit is the source of fear when Mo Yu is close to the ancestral land!

Suddenly, a howl rang out between heaven and earth.

Boom -

Nine heavens and ten earths shook together, and then they shattered wildly, and blood-colored chains appeared from nothingness.

Each one of them penetrated the black clouds on the black lake, penetrating through it, the looming terrifying figure.

It struggled frantically, opened its mouth and tore at it!

Mo Yu's face turned pale in an instant, and blood gushed out between his mouth and nose.

But at this moment, there are people who are even more miserable than him.

The lake exploded violently, revealing a blood-colored altar deep at the bottom of the lake.

The priest and his six "shadows" crossed their knees on the altar, something like a vessel, wound and burrowed into them.

At this time, the veins writhed, frantically absorbing his vitality and strength.

In the blink of an eye, the body of the sacrifice and the "shadow" was completely shriveled.

Then, the body began to shrink, and the bones in the body began to crumble!

"Ah!" the priest roared in pain, "Hurry up and suppress the ancestral spirit!"

In the ancestral land, a large number of Great World powerhouses gathered, their faces changed drastically.

But without any hesitation, they shot at the same time.

Boom -

Boom -

Countless powerful breaths blasted into the heavens and the earth in an instant, like spears, piercing into the black clouds, nailing the vague figure in it!

Everyone's faces were pale, and fear welled up in the depths of their eyes, even if they were as strong as the ancient kings, like Turba.

Qualified, those who come here all understand what kind of disaster it means once the ancestral spirit breaks free.

All of you here today are going to die!

Roar -

The ancestral spirit roared, and the entire heaven and earth trembled, and the sound of "boom" and "boom" could be clearly heard from the tension of the void chains.

It seems that the next moment, it will collapse.

Poof――

In the ancestral land, all the powerhouses of the Great World spurted out a mouthful of blood in unison, and their faces became even paler.

The skin began to crack, and blood flowed down the wound, breaking away from Mo Yu's body and converging into one in the air

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Roar -

Roar -

The ancestral spirit struggled even more, and in the tyranny, there was a joy.

Suddenly, around the black clouds, four figures appeared without warning.

Each of them, dressed in sackcloth and carrying a large hat, enveloped his whole face.

Thick and dead, not like a living person, but more like a corpse crawling out of a coffin.

The four figures shot out at the same time, raising their hands and pressing into the black clouds.

Zilala――

The sound was like cold water splashing on a red-hot soldering iron, but at this moment, the rising mist was a rich blood-colored color.

It was so scarlet, as if it was condensed by countless blood, and the heavens and the earth were suddenly filled with a pungent bloody gas!

This fog, like a barrier, enveloped the entire black cloud in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, the power of the ancestral spirit was completely isolated, and many powerhouses in the Great World who were struggling to support were rescued from the brink of collapse.

But only Mo Yu still couldn't get out, and a looming black line appeared between him and the ancestral spirit, imprisoning him in place.

The blood that flowed out was blocked by the blood-colored mist, and the ancestral spirit suddenly fell into a rage, it seemed to feel some kind of threat, and it struggled even more violently.

The black clouds were boiling, and the black lake below was sensitive, and it suddenly set off endless waves.

The blood-colored altar at the bottom of the lake, those vein-like existences, suddenly turned black.

The sacrifice and his six shadows screamed at the same time, "click" and "click" sounded, and the body quickly collapsed inward, and finally disappeared completely.

They were completely devoured by this vein!

Boom -

The aura of the ancestral spirit skyrocketed, and it was obvious that he had gained extremely powerful power from it.

Phew――

A tentacle shot out of the black cloud and slammed into one of the figures.

When the two met, there was a dull loud noise, as if two mountains had collided together.

The flesh and blood in his chest instantly collapsed, revealing the red bones below, but this figure did not retreat half a step.

Instead, move forward and step in!

The collapsing flesh and blood, touching the black clouds, directly steamed up, turning into a bloody mist.

The other three figures, also slowly, but extremely firm, squeezed into the black clouds.

Their bodies, as if falling into thick acid, quickly dissolved, and reacted violently with the black clouds, turning into countless bloody mist.

More and more, more and more dense, enveloping the black clouds and ancestral spirits, layer by layer.

Roar -

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The roar of the ancestral spirit became more and more angry and anxious, but it also became deeper and weaker and weaker.

It can be vaguely seen that the four figures have now become, four **naked skeletons.

Little by little, squeezed to the side of the ancestral spirit.

Then, there was a roar of extreme pain for a lifetime.

Boom Boom

Boom Boom

The entire heaven and earth shook violently, and countless cracks appeared, spreading in all directions.

All the way to the end of the sight!

Even the ancestral land itself, on this black mountain peak, began to appear, countless tiny, spiderweb-like cracks.

Poof――

Mo Yu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the black line between him and the ancestral spirit was finally cut off. Without any hesitation, he stepped on his feet, and the figure retreated sharply.

Long.

The blood-colored mist disappeared, and the ancestral spirits disappeared with it, and the black lake gradually calmed down.

But on the black peak, the cracks that are slowly healing are clearly recorded, and the horror that happened just now is clearly recorded.

Countless powerhouses in the Great World were relieved, only to find that the robes on their bodies had been soaked in cold sweat.

They raised their heads, their eyes fell on Mo Yu, hesitated slightly, and then turned into a deep awe.

Being able to cause a rebellion of the ancestral spirits and almost break free from the suppression, it seems that this seed is more mysterious and ...... than they imagined Respectable!

Wow -

The surface of the black lake suddenly fluctuated, and circles of water rippled around.

A mass of black flesh appeared from it, and then it squirmed and grew rapidly, and after more than a dozen breaths, it grew into a young boy.

Then, in a short period of time, the boy spent his youth and middle age, and became a shriveled, old figure.

It's the sacrifice!

The next moment, six black lakes flew out and landed behind him, faintly reflecting his shadow, but it was far from condensing.

Hmmm――

The priest opened his eyes, his eyes were cold, containing endless anger!

"Turba!"

Turba, who had lost his soul and was pale and frightened, suddenly woke up.

Boom -

He was hit hard and flew out in quick succession, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood.

The Gu King's face changed slightly, he took one step at a time, and said in a deep voice: "Sacrifice, this is an accident!"

The priest roared, "Get out of the way, I'm going to kill him!"

The ancient king frowned, "Killing him won't help, it's better to let him live and make up for his mistakes." ”

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