Outside the altar, hundreds of Fallen Immortal Clan powerhouses surrounded the Fallen Pool, surrounding the altar like stars and moons. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now, the most important ritual of the Fallen Immortal Clan for thousands of years, the opening of the altar inheritance, is at a critical moment, and everyone dare not be careless.

Fu Ping stood with his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and looked in the direction of the altar, his eyes flashing with mixed emotions, both expectant and worried.

In order to open the altar, at least a hundred fallen tribesmen were sacrificed, even if these were only the lowest-end tribesmen with two wings, it was also a big loss for the fallen tribes, who were already less than 100,000.

But if you can pass it on successfully, it's all worth it.

Airplanes~~

Suddenly, a trembling sound wave was released from the altar, this sound wave was extremely terrifying, affecting a radius of hundreds of miles, and all the fallen immortal people under the altar felt as if their hearts were violently stirred by something, and they spurted out mouthfuls of blood with "wow". Even if it is as strong as Fu Ping, it feels like blood boiling, although it is not exaggerated and vomiting blood like other clansmen, but there is still an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

"What's going on, what's going on?" the Bone Lord, who had been guarding the altar below, panicked and roared loudly.

"Don't panic!" When the matter came, Fu Ping showed his composure and sophistication, waved his hand to stop the commotion below, and frowned, "All the clansmen retreat to their original positions, and they are not allowed to approach the altar at will. Seriously injured people are brought down to the doctor for treatment. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong coercion erupted from the altar, like a dark cloud pressing down, and it fell down at once.

Those fallen immortals who were in a panic all fell to the ground for the first time and worshiped in fear.

This coercion is like a god, so that they dare not look up.

"This is ......" Fu Ping's face changed in shock, his body shook for a while, and he actually fell directly from the air, and his legs suddenly sank into the dirt. But he didn't seem to feel anything in his legs, and he still stared at the altar for a moment.

Boom~~

In a corner in the distance, there was a sudden muffled sound, and then a two-winged fallen immortal clan roared like madness, and soared into the air, heading straight for the altar.

"Stop him. ”

Seeing this, Fu Ping's face was ugly, and he immediately waved his hand and shouted in a low voice.

A powerful coercion suddenly appeared on the entire altar, and even he, the Venerable Guarding the Pond, had never heard of such a thing, and he didn't know what was going on, but when he saw someone making trouble, a wave of anger immediately erupted in his heart.

The two Fallen Immortals immediately flapped their wings, flew up from the ground with a "click", and grabbed the crazy man left and right.

Before they could get closer, the clansman suddenly turned his head and threw himself at the man on his left, taking a big bite and biting directly into the man's neck, instantly biting his throat.

"Blood...... Blood ......" let out a hoarse roar from the throat of the clansman, throwing away his clansmen and throwing himself towards the altar again.

Although the other man rushed behind him, he could not help but hesitate for a moment, stunned by the man's brutal methods, and did not dare to move forward.

"It's not good, it's a blood ancestor clone. Stop him. ”

At the moment when the clansman turned around, Fu Ping keenly observed his blood-glittering eyes, which were clearly the unique mark of the Blood Ancestor.

Fu Ping couldn't wait any longer, and immediately slapped his palm, and a huge palm covered with black clouds appeared, and he was about to suppress the crazy clansman. "Poof" A bloody light suddenly appeared, transforming into a blood-glittering giant knife in the air, directly breaking through the palm.

"Hahaha, Fu Ping, Fu Ping, in vain, you have suppressed the Fallen Pond for thousands of years, and you have only reacted until now, isn't it too slow?" Xue Henghou's voice sounded at the right time, the void shattered, and a tall figure appeared at the right time, who is it not Xue Henghou?

He was taken away by a wisp of the soul of the Blood Ancestor, and after this period of fusion, he already has the strength to fight with Fu Ping. And that Winged Fallen Immortal Clan was just a puppet contaminated by the blood of the Blood Ancestor, and it couldn't be compared to Xue Henghou at all.

"Blood Ancestor, you actually dare to appear here and interfere with the progress of the altar ceremony, are you really not afraid of death?"

Fu asked angrily.

"You dare to say this to me? You are not qualified to do so. Now, I'll show you the strength of this seat. Get up, children!" Xue Henghou raised his hand and flicked it continuously, and a burst of blood light shot out, merging into the forehead of a fallen immortal clan.

The eyes of the dozens of Fallen Immortal Clansmen all turned blood-red, glowing with scarlet light, and they roared and rushed towards the clansmen next to them.

"Blood...... Damn, when did you do that?" Seeing that his clansmen were controlled by the Blood Ancestor, Fu Ping roared angrily, "All the clansmen with blood-red eyes will be killed on the spot. They had all bowed down to the Blood Ancestor, and it was impossible for them to come to their senses again. ”

The most terrifying ability of the Blood Ancestor is the power of his own bloodline. Anyone who is contaminated with his blood will be under his control, otherwise he would not be able to turn that swamp into a world of bloody corpses.

The entire underneath the altar suddenly became a battle.

Fu Ping's twelve pairs of wings flapped together, and the wind swept wildly, flying sand and rocks, and he disappeared directly in the air.

"If you want to escape the eyes of this seat, you are still a little too tender. ”

Blood Ancestor sneered, his eyes were deep and wise, his body flickered, and he moved a hundred feet horizontally, and an unrecognizable figure slammed into him, and he made a knife with one palm, obliquely everything, and the "sneer" void suddenly cracked a gap.

Boom!!

Fu Ping's figure appeared, and he was hit in the chest, and a blood mark deep enough to reach the bone appeared, and the blood flowed like a note.

"You can't stop this seat. Now this body has been able to exert the power of this seat thirty percent, and with you, the Shouchi Venerable who has cultivated for less than 10,000 years, it is simply hitting a stone with an egg. Blood Ancestor laughed wildly.

Fu Ping clutched his chest, his face pale, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

The bloodied man had climbed onto the altar, frantically bombarding the thin black shield outside the altar. Although the light shield played a little protective role in the altar, it was not strong after all, and if he was allowed to attack, he would be broken sooner or later. At that time, not to mention the altar, the entire Fallen Pool will be exposed to the Blood Ancestor's eyes, and the consequences will be simply terrifying.

"It doesn't matter how powerful you are now, but if you want to destroy the altar, you have to step on my corpse. ”

The twelve pairs of wings spread out at the same time, blurring again, moving at a speed that was simply astonishing. And that Blood Ancestor was always unhurried, but he had a very precise judgment, and he was always in the way of Fu Ping.

The two quickly fought in the air, each time they touched each other, and gradually, the Blood Ancestor went from having the advantage at the beginning to being a little stretched. After all, his doppelganger has not been fused for a long time, no matter how strong his strength is, after such a high-intensity fight, his body is already at the limit of what it can bear.

Fu Ping naturally discovered this situation, and he was even more furious under the joy. The entire pool of depravity has become a chaotic battlefield. (To be continued.) )