A slightly older Jiuli clansman who was about the same age as the Black Demon Heaven looked at the projection of the ancestor summoned by the Black Demon Heaven, opened his mouth wide, and made a 'clucking' sound, like a rooster being choked by the throat.

Only after half a sound did he call out to the sky and rush to the ground: "This is the Rain Master! Tsing Yi, high crown, three heads and eight arms, surrounded by dragons, everywhere you go, the wind and rain are boundless!" This series of narratives, the latter few items are easy to understand, but only the 'Tsing Yi' seems to be inconsistent with the image of this phantom. In fact, the ancient ancestors, although they are powerful, are also wild and vulgar, most of them are naked, and there is no trace of it. When the people of later generations summarized, it was not easy to use the words "**" to describe the ancestors, so a green-skinned person like Chi Yushi was described as Tsing Yi. If it is black and red, it will naturally become black and red.

Naturally, the shocked people were not only the Jiuli people, but the Gongsun people were more infinitely frightened at the same time. The weight of the Ancient Ancestors in their hearts is too heavy, and this is also related to what they are experiencing now. Whether it is an individual or an ethnic group, when they are down, they will always think about the glorious time at the beginning. Then this brilliance is infinitely elevated in his heart, and elevated to a level that he can never seem to reach.

Although this Rain Master is not the ancestor of the Gongsun clan, he is in the same time as the ancestors of the Gongsun clan, competing for glory in the wilderness. His phantom descended, no matter how powerful it was, but the psychological pressure alone was unparalleled.

Compared with the Gongsun clan and the Jiuli clan, what was even more shocking was Chu Qiao and the prisoner ghosts. They were willing to help the Jiuli clan deal with the Gongsun clan, but they only took a fancy to the benefits given by the Jiuli clan, and promised to send some disciples to work for them.

Whether it is for the Jiuli clan or the Gongsun clan, they all have a contemptuous posture. Because compared to today's prison march, Jiuli and Gongsun are just declining wealthy families, and yesterday's yellow flowers.

Now, as soon as the phantom of the Rain Master appeared, even if there was only a faint layer of phantom, the facial features could not be seen clearly, but the pressure was so huge that it could not be described. but it made them tremble. Originally, I thought that the Ten Thousand Swords Flying Heaven and the Heaven Slaughtering Great Array were enough to surprise me, but I really didn't expect that there would be even more terrifying combat power.

The sword light emitted by the Heaven Slaughtering Array and the Sword River collapsed without hitting under the phantom shadow of the Rain Master. Even the unintelligent projection phantom still seems to have a deep hatred for the Gongsun clan.

The phantom of the Rain Master began to wield the demon dragon on his arm, controlling the endless heavenly river that was rolling down, and swung towards the pillar of sword light in the center of the Heaven Slaying Array. Vast numbers of Gongsun people were wiped out.

Gongsun Long held the Human Emperor's Heavenly Sword in his hand, looked at the phantom shadow of the Rain Master with an unwilling face, and shouted in a loud voice: "Is it really my Gongsun clan that died in the sky? O ancestor of the Human Emperor! Your descendants are about to return, can you really bear to watch Gongsun disappear in the long river of time? If you can't bear it, why don't you continue to shine your glory on your descendants? Do you want to exterminate my Gongsun clan at this great ceremony where ten thousand swords fly together and sacrifice you?"

With Gongsun Long's accusation, countless Gongsun people mourned.

They have no intention of fighting the enemy, they only want to be the last, to the heaven and earth. to his ancestors, issued his unwilling accusation.

Ten Thousand Swords Flying Together is the last chance, but maybe this opportunity they will never be able to wait.

Gongsun Long wiped the corners of his eyes, wiped away the tears of embarrassment and cowardice, and shouted loudly: "Fellow clansmen, now that it is time to return to the arms of the ancestors of the Human Emperor, all success or failure has been decided, but how can we let the enemy be better?"

"Yes, we can't make it easy for them!"

"No! Even if they awaken the phantom of the ancestors, they can't convince the unyielding will of our Gongsun clan!"

Gongsun Long took a deep breath and shouted, "Okay, my Gongsun Long, the ninety-seventy-third generation patriarch of the Gongsun clan!" Then he said: "It is also the last generation of patriarchs, I order you to launch the Bloody Body Burning Technique and dig up the Ten Thousand Swords Altar Mountain. Disturb the heavens and the earth, and perish with these miscellaneous pieces!"

"All together!"

"All together!"

"All together!"

The Gongsun clan, who had no hope of victory, let out a final roar at this critical moment of survival.

The Demon Spring flew to the side of the Black Demon Heaven and whispered, "Patriarch, hurry up and stop these guys! Disturb the heavens and the earth, and we will be in big trouble!"

The Black Demon Heavenly Dao: "What are you panicking about? There is the phantom of the Rain Master, and they want to burn their bodies with blood, which is simply delusional. ”

As he spoke, he pinched his hands with a seal, and in the sky, across endless time and space, the phantom of the Rain Master who crossed over attracted endless water, and instantly submerged the entire Ten Thousand Swords Altar Mountain.

In just the blink of an eye, the Ten Thousand Swords Altar Mountain was sunk to the bottom of the water and turned into an underwater world.

In the water, the yin qi has increased greatly, and the combat power of the Jiuli people has doubled upward, while on the other hand, most of the Gongsun clan warriors don't even have the strength to move, and under the invasion of the endless demon water, they can't even burn their bodies with blood.

"It's too much!"

On the endless high water, a blind old man covered in tatters, his hair and beard were tangled, his hair was gray, his beard and eyebrows were also gray, except for the scattered clan tattoos on his forehead that could prove his identity as a member of the Gongsun clan, it was difficult to make people see any resemblance between him and the Gongsun clansmen.

Zhang Baijian paddled on the water, looking for the trace of Gongsun Su, and saw at a glance that this blind old man was the old man who played the stone flute in the Ten Thousand Swords Ceremony.

"I once promised her not to hurt a single Jiuli tribesman and not to participate in the struggle between the two tribes. But it's too much! You're really too much!"

Instinctively, the Black Demon Heaven sensed that something was wrong, stared at the old man and asked, "Who are you?"

The blind old man did not answer his words, but said to himself: "On the one hand, it is a promise to her, and on the other hand, it is my people." What should I do? That's it! The catastrophe of the extermination is imminent, and what promise is there to keep? At most, I will have no shame to face her after death!"

"That's it!"

"Give me back!"

The blind old man beckoned, and a jade-colored sword light suddenly descended, turning into several high walls of sword blades, squeezing all the endless water summoned by the Rain Master down the Ten Thousand Swords Altar Mountain.

He was obviously blind, but he gave people the feeling that he seemed to be looking at every warrior of the Gongsun clan.

"Without courage, without glory? The warriors of the Gongsun clan who have lost their courage and glory are the ones who truly awaken the will in their blood!"

The blind old man turned his face to the phantom of the Rain Master in the void, and said with a long sigh, "Since you need courage, you need glory. Then I will give you courage, give you glory, let you see, the glory of the ancestors still shines on us today, the sword is immortal, and my grandson will never die!"

"The spirit of the divine sword, shine on my body, use blood as the guide, and the Holy Ancestor will manifest!" (To be continued.) )