Blood Sacrifice Savage!

It is a simple four words, but it contains the madness of the barbarian ancestor who wants to become a Taicang Tribulation Spirit at any cost!

The two heads of the Barbarian Ancestor, one with his white teeth exposed, smiled coldly and penetratingly, and his eyes flashed with scarlet light, and the other looked sad and painful, and wanted to speak, but could not speak

Taken by the majesty of the barbarian ancestors, the Fan family robbers all lowered their heads, and they didn't dare to breathe.

The former barbarian ancestor had a great ideal, and that ideal was to protect the barbarian creatures from foreign races with his existence.

However, since cultivating the Robbery Technique, the Barbarian Ancestor's temperament has become more and more cold and ruthless.

Now, in order to cultivate the real blood tribulation and become a Taicang Tribulation Spirit, he does not hesitate to sacrifice the entire wilderness with blood

"Barbarian Ancestor, it has changed" The Fan family monk sighed, but no one dared to disobey the Barbarian Ancestor's order.

The barbarian butterfly incarnated by Ning Fan looked solemnly at the barbarian ancestor below.

Ning Fan is not the only one butterfly here, but he is the only one who has spiritual intelligence, and the rest of the butterflies are all empty-eyed.

With Ning Fan's eyesight, he could naturally see that there were two wills in the Barbarian Ancestor's body, and they were fighting for control of the body.

One is the consciousness of the barbarian ancestor itself, and the other is the consciousness of being manipulated by the thought of robbery.

Those who want to sacrifice blood to the wilderness are troubled by the consciousness manipulated by the thought of robbery. As for the consciousness of the barbarian ancestor himself, he was powerless to resist the erosion of the catastrophe and could not control his body, so he could only watch the catastrophe control himself, step by step, and the blood sacrifice was wild

"Is this the power of the Tribulation Thoughts, even if it is a barbarian ancestor with quasi-saint cultivation, once it is controlled by the Tribulation Thoughts. And can only be a marionette."

"That's" Ning Fan stared down and looked down.

Where the Fan family is located, it is a wild valley covered by wind and sand, and with the order of the barbarian ancestor, all the Fan family monks took out the formation flags, lined up all over the valley, and shook the formation flags.

With a rumbling sound, countless ravines cracked into the ground in the valley, and with the pinch of the barbarian ancestor's finger, those ravines immediately began to move. Connected to each other. A huge crack is formed.

At the same time, a statue of an ancient barbarian as huge as a mountain rose from a crack in the ground.

Subsequently, five more statues of ancient barbarians rose to the ground from the cracks.

The six ancient barbarian statues are all beast statues. The carved beasts are strange in shape. The breath is evil. Ning Fan had never felt it.

It was obviously just six lifeless ancient barbarian statues, but there was a powerful heartbeat faintly

"The sixth barbarian ancestor is above, and the seventh barbarian ancestor Fan Mokong. I implore the ancestors to manifest and unseal the Ancient Rebellion Array!"

The barbarian ancestor clasped his fists with both hands, bowed to the six ancient barbarian statues, and then took out tens of thousands of rebel babies and sacrificed them to the six ancient barbarian statues.

In an instant, the six ancient barbarian statues spun in place, making a clattering sound.

"As soon as the ancient statue turns, the dust opens, and the barbarian canopy is imprisoned!"

As soon as the barbarian ancestor's words fell, the entire barbaric sky shattered like a mirror, and where the shatters were, black, red and dirty clouds continued to gush out, and thunder roared endlessly.

It was as if there was a will to devour a qiē, enveloping the entire wilderness, the earth was constantly torn, and the auroras flickered in the cracks, colluding with each other into a peerless array.

The array map was so large that it covered almost the entire wilderness, and the wilderness was divided into forty-two formations, which was chaotic.

As the light spread across the wilderness, the wilderness immediately shattered, completely turning into forty-two barbarian domains.

Countless creatures screamed and wailed, and fell to the ground. Whether it is a barbarian or a brute, if the cultivation is in the first step, he is powerless to resist the power of the burst, and when he is enveloped by the burst, his body immediately begins to dissolve into blood. The blood water, little by little, seeped into the array of light, turning into the energy that activated the great array.

In this era, the barbarians are not absolutely uncultivated, and there are still many barbarians with cultivation like the Fan family monks.

Those barbarians and beasts who had reached the second stage of cultivation flew into the sky in horror, not understanding what was happening.

The barbarian butterflies beside Ning Fan didn't have any cultivation, and as soon as the array light opened, the butterfly body immediately exploded into a blood mist, and the blood mist was also integrated into the burst.

With Ning Fan's supernatural powers, he naturally would not be exploded by the bursts of light, but his eyes were also shocked.

With his eyesight, coupled with his comprehension of the secret of the power word, he could naturally see that this large array covering the entire wilderness was extremely terrifying.

The six ancient barbarian statues are the key to driving this great array, and the tens of thousands of rebel babies who act as sacrifices are also the key to activating the great array.

More and more blood merged into the bursts of light, and gradually, the sky tore through countless blood-colored cracks, and blood began to rain.

Mountains began to collapse, rivers began to cease, and blood-colored floods began to flood the whole wilderness.

The whole wilderness seems to have turned into a world of blood, as if the end has come!

I don't know how many living beings have fallen in the annihilation of the Great Array!

Even though he knew that this place was an illusion and a reenactment of the ancients, Ning Fan was still shocked.

Even if he had been killing for a long time, he had never seen such a crazy blood sacrifice This killing was too heavy!

"The ancient statue is turned twice, the dust array is reversed, and the blood swallows the immortal cultivation!"

The barbarian ancestor sacrificed to the six barbarian statues again, and the six barbarian statues turned again in the sound of clicking.

Drowning the wild sea of blood, boundless suction was immediately transmitted, and any brute cultivators and brute beasts whose cultivation was below the realm of Duzhen were all sucked into the sea of blood, screaming miserably.

When the suction force rolled towards Ning Fan, Ning Fan just shook it, and did not fall into the sky and fall into the sea of blood.

Although he is not Du Zhen, his strength is far above that of ordinary Du Zhen, so it is naturally impossible to be caught by suction.

"Hmm, this brute butterfly obviously didn't cross the truth, but it was able to block the blood swallowing power of the second turn of the ancient statue."

In the sky behind Ning Fan, a crack suddenly tore open, and a group of monks in black monk robes walked out of it.

Ning Fan was shocked in his heart, and suddenly there was a sense of awe-inspiring crisis behind him, as soon as he turned around, there was already a huge palm print that covered the sky, and with a palm slapped down, the huge force added to his body, which immediately made his entire body lose balance and fall towards the sea of blood below!

The strength of that palm print has clearly reached the power of an eternal blow!

That palm print didn't intend to kill Ning Fan, but just slapped Ning Fan into the sea of blood below with one palm!

At the moment of falling into the sea of blood. Ning Fan clearly saw that it was a group of three-eyed black monks who shot themselves into the sea of blood, and each black monk had a vast aura of blood robbery in his body, and he had the strength comparable to that of an ancient monk!

These black monks, all of them are too cangjiao spirits!

"Hey, it's the Upper Realm Tribulation Spirit that has arrived!" exclaimed countless Fan family monks.

"Monk robber in the upper realm, why did you come to my wilderness!" the barbarian ancestor asked in a deep voice.

The words of the barbarian ancestor were only exchanged for the sneers of those three-eyed black monks.

"So what's going on, hehe, for. Freedom prevents you from becoming a Tribulation Spirit. If the ancient statue turns three times. It is really wishful thinking that this primeval rebellion is a gift from the lord to the first generation of barbarian ancestors. Before you. There are six generations of barbarian ancestors. Tried to use this array to cultivate the body of the Soul Tribulation, but unfortunately, without exception, all failed. Die in the great array, turn into a brute statue, you are the seventh and last man. ”

"The wilderness is just a place where the robber raises rebel babies, and all the rebel babies raised by the slave clan belong to the robber masters, and they are not qualified for their own use!"

"The quality of the rebel babies produced in the wilderness is too low, and the robber no longer needs the wilderness, nor does he need the Fan family!"

"Seven generations of barbarian ancestors, Fan Mokong, you, you can die!"

What happened above the sea of blood in the end, Ning Fan didn't know.

The moment he sank into the sea of blood, the words he heard were the words of the group of three-eyed black monks who intended to kill the barbarian ancestors.

If this place is not an illusion and is swallowed by this sea of blood, Ning Fan will definitely be dead and alive.

Fortunately, this place is only an illusion, even if he sinks into the sea of blood, Ning Fan is only in severe pain, and his butterfly body has not collapsed.

Just wanted to struggle out of the sea of blood, but it was not so easy, once he sank into the sea of blood, Ning Fan actually lost the right to dominate his body.

That feeling is as if I couldn't control my body when I first entered my body.

This sea of blood is the blood and water of countless savage creatures, and it contains the negative feelings left by countless creatures before they die.

Beyond the sea of blood, there seemed to be an earth-shattering war breaking out, perhaps a battle between the barbarian ancestors and those black monks.

A day passed, and the fluctuations of the fighting method gradually subsided, and I don't know who won and who lost between the black monks and the barbarian ancestors.

Two days passed, and countless wails began to be heard in the sky above the wilderness.

Three days passed, and the wilderness fell into a dead silence again

January, February, March

One year, two years, three years

100 years, 1000 years, 10,000 years

Ning Fan was trapped in the sea of blood, unable to move, unable to get out, and had to endure the torment brought by the sea of blood every day.

Trapped in the sea of blood, the only thing Ning Fan could do was to use the secret of the power word to study the great array under the sea of blood, the Ancient Reverse Dust Array, in order to improve the cultivation of the formation path.

It had been a million years before the sea of blood had all dried up, and Ning Fan had finally been freed from the Great Array of the Sea of Blood.

After millions of years of tempering, Ning Fan's will has become more tenacious.

For millions of years, Ning Fan had only done one thing, and that was to study the Ancient Dust Formation given to the Barbaric by the Lord of Tribulation.

The big array diagram was too profound, even if he had studied it for millions of years, even if Ning Fan comprehended the secret of the potential character, he would only understand some of the superficial aspects.

If you change to someone else, I'm afraid you won't even be able to understand much fur

Millions of years passed, Ning Fan broke free from the shackles of the sea of blood and returned to the wilderness, only to find that the original six ancient barbarian statues had all been shattered.

At the fragments of those ancient barbarian statues, there is a new double-headed barbarian statue, which is also a new two-headed barbarian statue, which is also a statue with countless cracks, and the appearance of the ancient barbarian statue is very similar to that of the seven generations of barbarian ancestors.

Millions of years have passed, and the forty-two domains of the wilderness have been finalized, and the original black monks have all disappeared.

In today's wilderness, there is no Fan family, no more barbarian monks, and some are just a few poor barbarians, all of whom have no cultivation at all.

Some are just brute beasts formed by barbarian beasts, and the original barbarian creatures such as barbarian cattle and brutes can no longer be found, and they are already extinct

"Millions of years ago, the day I was photographed in the sea of blood, what happened to the wilderness"

"Because of the events of that day, will the barbarian realm be divided into forty-two domains?

"Such a wilderness, perhaps in millions of years, will become a battlefield for the realm of gods and demons."

"I built the bridge, and with the help of the magic power of the True Illusion River, I entered the Ancient Barbarian Fantasy Realm three times. It is absolutely impossible to know these ancient secrets."

Ning Fan looked up at the sky, above the sky, there was a faint layer of purple-golden clouds, containing the will of the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor.

The exit from the illusion is in this purple golden cloud!

Ning Fan spread his wings and flew towards the purple gold cloud, and just as he flew closer, the cloud immediately disappeared and appeared outside several barbarian domains.

Following a trace of Yunxia's breath, Ning Fan flew over several barbarian domains. Find the purple clouds again.

It has not yet flown close to the clouds. The cloud vanished again, without a trace

Ning Fan's eyes condensed slightly, unsealing the power of rain yin and yang, and urging the sky and rain technique to the extreme. Divine thoughts lock on to the clouds.

His butterfly body. Roll up the golden light. He unleashed the technique of vertical golden light and went straight to the clouds.

His light wasn't slow, but the clouds moved faster.

No matter how Ning Fan chased after him. I couldn't get close to the clouds, and even if I used the Heaven Fixing Technique, I couldn't fix the clouds.

If you can't get close to the clouds, you can't use the exit in the clouds to get out of the illusion.

"In that cloud, there is the will of the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor, is that will to completely trap me in my mind and not allow me to leave?"

"That will not allow me to build a bridge, that will not allow me to cross the truth"

"That will is not aimed at me alone, but at thousands of monks!"

"The exit is obviously in the clouds, but the clouds deliberately avoid me, how fast I chase it, it will hide as fast as it is, if I just chase all the way, I'm afraid I will never be able to catch up with the clouds!"

Ning Fan's eyes moved slightly, and he had a hint of enlightenment.

The road of cultivating truth is just blindly cultivating, and it is difficult to reach the avenue. If you just blindly chase the avenue, you will always be left behind

Just catching up is never enough!

"If there is no other exit from this illusion except for the Yunxia exit, then I will make an exit of my own, so what!"

"Will, the key to the will to get out of the illusion is the will! I want to use my will to tear out an exit from this illusion!"

"I want to leave this illusion, I want to build a bridge, I want to, Duzhen!"

Ning Fan no longer chased Yunxia, his butterfly wings continued to stir, rolling the hunting wind, and constantly tearing the sky.

In the wind, there is Ning Fan's will to get out of the illusion no matter what!

Ten years, one hundred years, and a thousand years, Ning Fan repeated the act of tearing the sky, his obsession, his will, melted into the sky, and gradually tore a gap from the sky!

Heaven also has a will to protect it, but that will has been torn apart by Ning Fan little by little!

"I see!"

Ning Fan seemed to understand something, spread his wings, flew out of the illusion, and his mind returned.

In front of the True Illusion River, he reopened his eyes and looked at the reverse flow of the True Illusion River, his gaze was resolute.

The will of the river of the True Illusion River was once again disturbed by him, and he shot like electricity, stripping away all the remaining Dao Illusions in the stone bridge, making the Dao Illusions completely turn into a real bridge.

However, he has not yet set foot on the bridge, and he has not yet begun to cross the truth!

After experiencing the tempering of the three illusions, Ning Fan's understanding of the will continued to deepen, and he gradually saw some clues on the True Illusion River.

The bridge he built is not much different from the ordinary real bridge, but it is very different from the inside.

Among the 108,000 true bridges on the True Illusion River, there is the will of the Immortal Emperor, and the bridge built by Ning Fan lacks that will

"I haven't put my will into the bridge, and this bridge is still not a real bridge!"

"In the first illusion, I turned into a wild bull and walked against the mountain; in the second illusion, I turned into a wild fish and swallowed the sea and rebelled; in the third illusion, I turned into a wild butterfly and tore apart the three illusions of the barbarian sky, all of which were to make me understand what the will is."

"The will of the Immortal Emperor to stay in the True Illusion River seems to want to prevent future generations from making bridges, but in fact, he wants future generations to realize the importance of will."

"Zulong Zhuli also tried to build a bridge, in addition to me, there are more than 40,000 ancient and modern people who tried to build a bridge, but all failed. ”

"I don't believe in those losers, they can't break through the illusion, they can't break the will of the true illusion river, I prefer to believe that they can't integrate their own will into the real bridge!

Ning Fan walked into the bridge step by step, pressed his palm on the bluestone pier at the head of the bridge, and his eyes became obsessed like a demon in a flash.

"With my Ning Fan's order, this bridge will be a real bridge from today onwards!"

There was no superfluous move, but there was immediately a will as strong as a mountain, as deep as the sea, and as wide as the sky. Blessings on the real bridge.

That is Ning Fan's will to build the bridge no matter what, and with this will, the bridge can be regarded as a real bridge!

"This son actually built a real bridge!" "At the bottom of the real river, the river demon is shocking and incomprehensible.

As Ning Fan expected, throughout the ages, most of those who failed to build bridges were defeated at the level of will.

Duzhen is not for the monks to find the truth, but for the monks to hone their will.

If the will is higher than the heavens, you want the heavens to be true. It's true. You let it be virtual, it is virtual, and the true void is only in one thought!

There is no point in pursuing the truth. Just the pursuit. Real answers can never be obtained. It's like a meaningless move to chase the clouds

It is a pity that few monks in later generations have cultivated their will, and most of them are blindly pursuing the unsearchable Dao truth.

"I want to. Watarama!"

Ning Fan stepped on the real bridge one step, and when he stepped out, he could clearly feel that the will of the entire True Illusion River was all overwhelmed on his body, making it difficult for him to move an inch!

Ning Fan gritted his teeth, his eyes were wide open, the blue tendons on his forehead were exposed, and under the weight of that will, it was difficult for even blood to flow.

His body, under that strong will, was powerless to resist.

But his mind will never be suppressed by that will!

"I want to, Watarima!"

Du Zhen has become an obsession in Ning Fan's heart!

How strong the obsession is, how strong the will is, Ning Fan's face gradually turned pale, and he was wet with sweat, but he took the second, third, and fourth steps with difficulty

Every time he takes a step forward, his momentum will be stronger by one point, and his cultivation will be improved by one point!

With every step forward, his will grows stronger!

When he took the last step and stepped on the north bank of the True Fantasy River, a chaotic momentum immediately spread wildly from Ning Fan's body, causing the real fantasy river to crash on the shore!

At this moment, Ning Fan successfully crossed the real bridge and cultivated to break through the early stage of the true bridge!

At this moment, Ning Fan is no longer a life immortal, but a true immortal!

It's just a breakthrough from the peak of the ghost to the early stage of Duzhen, but it's already a qualitative difference. Ning Fan could feel that after Du Zhen's success, his mana was already five times as much as before!

Ning Fan's mana in the past was comparable to the peak monk in the early stage of Duzhen, but now that Duzhen is successful, few people can surpass it when he looks at the middle stage of Duzhen.

"Is this the power of the early days of Watarama?"

Ning Fan's eyes flashed, his fists clenched, he looked back at Zhiqiao again, and smiled with satisfaction.

Stepping on the north bank, Ning Fan continued to look north, there was still a True Illusion River in the north, which was the second True Illusion River within the Heavenly Dao.

If you cross this river, you can become a mid-stage monk of the Crossing Truth!

Ning Fan's gaze penetrated the second True Illusion River, and on the second True Illusion River, he easily found the True Bridge of the Zhidao.

After the first bridge was built, all the real rivers after that had bridges.

"The bridge has been completed, and in the future, if you break through the other realms of the Crossing True Realm, you don't have to go through such a lot of trouble, as long as the mana is enough, you can cross the river. ”

"In my hands, there are a lot of Dao fruits, if I refine all the Dao fruits, most of the mana will be enough to impact the bottleneck of the middle stage of the Duzhen Realm, but it will take at least ten years to refine these Dao fruits."

"It seems that the only way to do this is to leave the Heavenly Dao first, swallow the Dao Fruit, retreat and cultivate, and then come to the bottleneck of the mid-stage of Duzhen."

Ning Fan shook his head slightly, and bent his fingers a little in front of him, and a pitch-black crack immediately appeared in the air, which was the path to leave the interior of the Heavenly Dao.

He was about to leave, but in the first True Illusion River, an old river demon with purple scales suddenly flew out, smiling, and stopped Ning Fan from leaving.

"Xiaoyou don't have to leave in a hurry, the old man looks at Xiaoyou very pleasing to the eye, and wants to give Xiaoyou a gift, I don't know if Xiaoyou dares to ask for it?"

"Who is Your Excellency?" Ning Fan was not in a hurry to ask what the gift was.

The old man of the river demon was slightly surprised, and then smiled meaningfully,

"The old man is a true illusory river demon, sealing the order of the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor and guarding the four true illusory rivers in the illusory dream world. ”

"True Illusory River Demon, Illusory Dream Realm?" Ning Fan's eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't ask more.

"Xiaoyou doesn't want to ask what the old man's gift is for Xiaoyou?" asked the river demon with a smile.

The younger generation is even more curious, what does the dream world mean in the mouth of the seniors. Ning Fan replied expressionlessly.

He has always been wary of strangers, which is his habit.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the old man of the river demon was a strong man comparable to the Shekong period.

Now that Ning Fan has successfully crossed the truth, and has cultivated the second yin and yang battle yin and yang, after crossing the truth, the god of war trick is a matter of course to break through the fourth change.

At this moment, even if he fights the old man of the river demon head-on, he may not be defeated, and he is not afraid of the old man of the river demon plotting against him.

"What is the fantasy dream world, the old man can't tell you, you need to realize by yourself that you can make the true fantasy river flow against the current several times, and one day, you will understand the meaning of these three words. ”

The old man of the river demon naturally saw that Ning Fan was wary in his eyes, and he didn't care, so he curled his palm and took out a purple-gold orb from the True Illusion River.

That jewel is the crystallization of the river demon old man's will to solidify the river.

He has guarded the True Illusion River for countless years, and before and after, he has only condensed such a pearl.

"Xiaoyou, there seem to be a lot of Dao Fruits, if the old man uses the willpower in this jewel to help you refine Dao Fruits, I think the speed of your refining Dao Fruits will increase by more than a thousand times."

"If you can trust the old man, you can accept the old man's kindness, and use the power of this jewel's will to accelerate the refining of the Dao Fruit, cross the second river in one fell swoop, and break through the middle stage of the Duzhen Realm. Naturally, if you can't trust the old man, you can leave, and the old man won't stop you."

The old man of the river demon looked at Ning Fan with a smile and quietly waited for Ning Fan's reply.

Ning Fan looked at the Jewel of Will, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

With the cultivation of the river demon, it took at least hundreds of millions of years of hard work to make the ethereal and invisible power of will crystallize solidly.

This Willpower Orb contained an extremely large amount of willpower, which was not only enough for Ning Fan to accelerate the refining of all the Dao Fruits on his body, but also for refining some Dark Fruits a little

The Dao Fruit is just that, but the Dark Fruit is extremely difficult to refine.

Ning Fan's speed of absorbing the power of the Dark Fruit was too slow, if he had the help of this Will Orb, I don't know if he could take this opportunity to refine one or two Dark Fruits

There are not many opportunities to use the Orb of Will to accelerate refining

"Seniors are really willing to use the power of this orb to help me refine the Dao Fruit?"

"Hehe, the old man is naturally willing to give you the jewel, it just depends on whether you dare to accept the old man's kindness. Using this will bead to refine the treasure of heaven and earth, although the speed is extremely fast, but the will pressure is also extremely heavy, do you dare to use this bead?"

"Why don't you dare!"

Ning Fan directly crossed his knees in front of the river demon and took out several Immortal Dao Fruits from the storage bag.

Once the river demon activates the power of the orb's will, he will begin refining the Dao Fruit.

Ning Fan is not afraid that the river demon will harm himself, with his various means, if he wants to protect himself, he is not afraid of the river demon at all.

And from beginning to end, he didn't detect any hostility from this river demon.

Since the river demon took the initiative to show favor, he also seized this opportunity.

"Are you ready?" the river demon asked with a solemn gaze. (To be continued......)