Inside the ancestral altar, looking at the tens of thousands of golden-faced puppets, the eight priests burst into tears, and they roared wildly: "I am a sinner, I am a sinner. ”

Originally, the bargaining chips they wanted to break free from the Heavenly Dao had been destroyed at this moment, and their race's plan for hundreds of millions of years had been shattered.

And in the face of these various blows, they still hate, pinching the runes, just hoping to delay for a few more moments, to be able to fight for their clansmen in the outside world, some life, this kind of mind, is really respectable and lamentable.

However, what they didn't expect was that their prohibition was really too good, even if the inside of the ancestral altar was already so chaotic, the violent aura still didn't spread the slightest, which was really embarrassing.

And when the last golden-faced puppet disappeared, I saw it slowly kneeling down towards the eight priests of the ancestral altar, and said with a smile: "Eight sacrifices, you have done your best, if there is an afterlife, we will definitely follow the sacrifice again, for the clan..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he had completely dissipated, melted into the runes, turned into waves of runes, and rushed towards the ancestral altar.

And the eight priests looked at this kind, and their tears couldn't stop flowing down again, and they murmured: "Sen Ran, Sen Ran......"

It turned out that the last monk was named Sen Ran, so that an ordinary member of the Yimu Zhenglei tribe, because of a strong curiosity about the ancestral altar, embarked on the pace of pursuing the ancestral altar, and finally, was brought here, after knowing all this, he slowly waited for the final decisive battle, although in the end he did not expect this kind of scene, but he still had no regrets, because, he saw the efforts of the eight priests, dedication.

Although they have their own shortcomings, their love for the ethnic group is the deepest, the most real, and indeed admirable, and Sen Ran has no regrets about dying for them.

Then the eight priests began to murmur incessantly, one name after another, if you listened carefully.

It turned out that the names one after another were the names of those golden-faced puppets, they gave up themselves and their names for the sake of the clan, but all of this was firmly remembered by the eight major sacrifices, hoping that one day they would break through the cage and let these names be revealed to the world and admired by the clansmen, but this moment may never come again.

And with these, the murderous things in the ancestral altar actually burst out continuously, and began to emit thunder, full of the aura of destroying the world and destroying the world, like the root of everything, and like the source of everything, constantly colliding with the prohibition of the ancestral altar.

And the ban, also under the repeated collisions, began to crack continuously, only to know that in the end, the broken and clean up, let the interior of the ancestral altar be revealed to the world.

But even so, the eight priests are still blocking to the death, without giving up, even if they have been virtualized at this moment, but they still have to fight with their last trace of strength.

And the Ten Directions Zixiao Army, looking at the eight sacrifices at this moment, the tiger's eyes were already full of tears, and tens of millions of people knelt on the ground together, kowtowing to the ground three times.

And the eight priests also noticed the abnormality, and freed up a trace of gaze to look in all directions, until this moment, they found that their people had all gathered here, and they seemed to have some understanding of what was happening at this moment.

And at this moment, the eight priests, who were already in tears, finally showed a smile and looked extremely kind.

To this day, although they have not communicated, the same state of mind is shared by the Ten Directions Zixiao Army and the eight sacrifices.

Then, they were attracted by the battle in the heavens again, and understood that the phantom was the Heavenly Dao that had enslaved them for millions of years, and their eyes were full of indignation and a hint of madness.

And at this moment, the Ten Directions Zixiao Army also understood their thoughts, and roared angrily at the heavens: "My lord, the eight priests are about to release a murderous thing, I don't know if it's okay?"

And Tongtian was not here before, and he didn't know the reason, but looking at the eyes of these tens of millions of people, he couldn't help but nod his head and said, "But." ”

"Thank you, sir. Tens of millions of Zixiao troops thanked together.

In this regard, the eight great sacrifices also smiled, pinching the obscure runes, blurring their figures to the extreme, and pouring the sea-like runes into it together.

Then, the ancestral altar was shattered, and in the endless abyss under the ancestral altar, a pair of scarlet eyes opened, and the eyes were full of violence, and around him, it was also accompanied by the endless thunder, he seemed to be the source of ten thousand thunders, the guide of all thunders, and around him, there was an endless ocean of thunder, let him swim.

However, with the shattering of the ancestral altar, he can finally leave here and wreak havoc on the world at will.

And his first target was the Heavenly Dao above the firmament, because, in the Heavenly Dao, he felt an extremely tired aura, that kind of exaltation, all self-only aura.

Then, another thunderbolt disappeared, and he came directly to Tiandao's side and attacked directly.

And after this blow, a huge hole also appeared in the Heavenly Dao Phantom in his chest, which made him dissipate a little more and be illusory.

And in the face of the attacking beast, in the vast and ruthless eyes of the Heavenly Dao, the void slowly sounded again: "Hongmeng Lei Ling." ”

As soon as the words came out, the heavens and the earth were in an uproar, and the things of Hongmeng were shocking.

Even if he was in the sky at this time, his eyes widened, and he looked at the direction of Hongmeng Lei Ling, which was full of incredulity.

In front of his eyes, his body was covered with thunder, spitting and absorbing, as if there was an ocean of thunder born and destroyed, like a fierce creature like a whale, this has such a origin.

"The Thing of Hongmeng. ”

It's unbelievable.

However, this statement has been personally said from the mouth of the Heavenly Dao, and there must be no falsehood, and everyone has gradually accepted this fact.

However, I only heard Heavenly Dao continue: "You are just a broken body, how dare you be presumptuous?"

As he spoke, the momentum of the Ruyuan version rose again, boundless, and the three thousand laws continued to circulate, promoting each other, like a great grind, pressing towards Hongmeng Lei Ling, wanting to annihilate him.

However, after all, Hongmeng creatures are Hongmeng creatures, growing up and raging in Hongmeng, although its origin is damaged and its body is broken, but it still does not change its ferocity in the past, and at this moment, the Heavenly Dao is also extremely weak, suppressed by Pangu, and not completely, therefore, just a few tricks, the Heavenly Dao is gradually on the verge of collapse.

And this world is also completely destroyed, spatial turbulence, chaotic turbulence, and everything else will follow.

Until the end, the Heavenly Dao was on the verge of collapse, and it was also helplessly fading.