"Roar Moo......"

Under the blue sky and white clouds, all kinds of thick and majestic, or thunder-like roars, are intertwined into a wilderness elegy, and the agitated sky clouds and mist are surging endlessly, revealing a clear sky.

Dozens of feet high, completely made of boulders, the appearance of the simple and rugged stone towers, on which even the sun is hidden by the waves of bonfires, millions of Beijin barbarians low and solemn, silently praying.

Except for Wu Mingte, all the human races were prostrate in the outermost area, or those who inadvertently raised their heads, were all pulled out by the surrounding barbarian iron guards wearing scarlet animal skins, wearing hideous bone helmets, and huge bodies, and threw them into the bonfire and burned to death on the spot.

At this time, it had been a few days since the proton left, and early this morning, Wu Ming was brought here by Yelu Chongguang.

"Respected Gou Hoolian Holy Ancestor, Endless Ancient Ancestors, Barbarian Saints of the Past Dynasties, please enjoy the ...... of future generations"

As a white fox robe, a weeping old bearded fox demi-saint held aloft a blood-silver flame-like cane, and after reciting some obscure barbarian sacrificial scriptures, all the clans knelt down in unison.

Looking at it from afar, there are hundreds of lions and tigers with neat fur colors, almost similar in appearance. Niu Man, Ma Man, etc., half-naked, with various ethnic groups as a phalanx, danced a simple but serious war dance with vicissitudes of life, as if tirelessly singing and dancing around a thousand-zhang stone tower in the middle.

Knock Woo!

With the thunderous sound of drums and horns, the bottom of the stone tower suddenly shook, as if it had come to life, and a huge hole appeared, and the wind howled like a terrible hurricane.

"It's ...... Living sacrifice!"

Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and his heart skipped a few times.

I saw hundreds of creatures draped in shackles and chains, almost including all ethnic groups in Shenzhou, with depressed and desperate expressions, but their breaths were incomparably strong, and they were brutally dragged under the stone tower and pushed into the cave.

No screams, no struggles, as if it were a bottomless pit, and whatever went into it would be swallowed up silently!

Even if he didn't dare to observe with his divine sense, he could tell with the naked eye that the thousands of living beings who were pushed in at first, including the human race, were all in the Grandmaster Realm, and then there were nearly a hundred Great Grandmasters or Emperor Demon Beasts.

In the end, the aura of the three statues was extremely terrifying, the iron chains rattled, and the runes on them flickered, even if they were several miles away, they all felt a suffocating pressure rushing towards them.

"Demi-Saint!"

Wu Ming took a light breath.

The land of Shenzhou, there are thousands of races, although people, demons, and barbarians are the three main clans, but in fact, there are countless side branches of the three clans, some of which are independent of the main clan because of their age, or their bloodlines are complicated, but even if they are weak, there may not be a demi-saint.

This kind of combat power is the top combat power for most races, even if it is the human race, of course, excluding the saints who are constrained by the iron law of demon suppression and the oath of heaven and man, and it is inconvenient to shoot at will.

But this kind of existence that can be called an ancestor in any ethnic group, at this time, it is locked up and suppressed like a pig and dog, and it is about to be sacrificed alive!

Even if he saw it with his own eyes, Wu Ming felt that it was a little unreal.

"This is the power of the barbarians!"

Wu Ming's heart was inexplicably a little heavy, no wonder the fertile land of Shenzhou, the land of ointment, was occupied by nearly half of the barbarians.

If it is placed in the human race, unless the three demi-saints have done a monstrous disaster, or a demon degenerate, the human race will most likely focus on subduing, rather than such an arrogant one-size-fits-all.

"Ahh......h Ahh

One of the fiercest demi-saints struggling was a tall old man with a white beard, half-man, half-ape, and before he finished speaking, he was struck in the chest by the old fox priest with a cane.

The blood-silver flames swelled, and the scorched skin on his chest instantly opened the flesh, and the burnt smell spread far away, even Wu Ming could smell a trace of it, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

"Whew...... Ha...... Battle ......"

The barbarians around him were extremely excited, constantly slapping the ground, banging and looking fanatical.

Under the stone tower, three other unusually tall lion barbarians, bear barbarians and Jiao barbarians stepped forward, raised their sharp blades, and pierced the joints of the three half-saints.

From a distance, the blood of the three demi-saints exuded a strange treasure light, which was the holy Dao bloodline contained in their bodies!

Under the gathering of the power of the Great Divine Dao, its blood flowed and did not disperse, and it turned into crystal pearls, and there were even miniature beasts fluttering endlessly.

Wu Ming's eyesight is excellent, and he can see clearly, they are white apes, sika deer, and crystal fish!

It is not difficult to imagine that these are three alien demi-saints with atavistic bloodline, whose strength is by no means comparable to that of ordinary demi-saints, but they are still captured and sacrificed alive by the barbarians.

Especially the demi-saint who has the blood of the crystal fish, he must be close to the water tribe, and now that the Four Seas Dragon Clan is in charge of the Shenzhou Water Tribe, there is no disobedience, and the barbarians dare to start, which shows how arrogant and domineering they have become.

In just a few breaths, the three alien half-saints were covered with crystal blood beads, and they were picked up by the three barbarian powerhouses, and thrown into the cave with shaking hands, and the wailing sound turned into a sad wind whimper.

"Holy Ancestor Apparition!"

The old priest of the fox man raised his hands high, trembling like a convulsion, repeating it constantly, and finally turned into a murmur.

Airplanes!

As if there was really a response, the Qianzhang stone tower suddenly shook, a vast and majestic, incomparable terrifying coercion emerged, the shaking heaven and earth buzzed and trembled, and then hundreds of stone towers shrouded around also trembled slightly.

"Boom!"

Wu Ming subconsciously glanced at the sky, and felt extremely stinging, and his soul trembled, so he hurriedly lowered his head and wiped his eyes, but he felt extremely hot and humid, and he suddenly shed bloody tears.

"Don't look at it, that is the immortal will left by the barbarian holy ancestor in the world, as long as the worship continues, and the bloodline is not noticed, its will can last forever, protect the race, even if it is a sage, it can be easily erased!"

Ku Ye reminded in a low voice, as if he didn't dare to speak loudly.

"The barbarians are so powerful, isn't the human race in danger?"

Wu Ming was slightly startled, even though he knew that he had asked a stupid question.

"Hmph, the human race has many temples and sage mounds, although it is weaker than the barbarians, but it is not much worse, you know, although the history of our human race can only be traced back to the primeval wilderness, but under the leadership of the three emperors and five emperors, step by step from the weak food, to now occupy half of the country, the barbarian ...... Hmph!"

Ku Ye snorted coldly, as if he was disdainful.

Wu Ming was stunned, his brows furrowed deeply, and he silently calculated carefully, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but cross a wry smile.

It seems that no matter in the past or present life, in terms of living beings, the human race was indeed born later, and finally stepped to the top of the food chain step by step, I don't know how many traces of the race were erased, and later generations can only see the records of other races from museums or art magazines.

"The Holy Ancestor is immortal, bless our clan with prosperity, and immortal!"

The old priest of the fox man shouted.

Millions of barbarians shouted in unison, the sound was like thunder, spreading all over the radius, and waves of sound rose to the sky, magnificent, and suddenly turned into an incomparably condensed blood-gray glow, diffusing it.

"The will of the Barbarian Holy Ancestor has come, keep your mind, don't try to peep, otherwise you will be infected by its will and become a barbarian slave, and now you will definitely not be able to hold on!"

Ku Ye said urgently.

Just now, under the shroud of blood-gray glow, it suddenly appeared and condensed into a cloud of hundreds of miles, looking at it from afar, like a terrifying existence that covers the sky and the sun, standing between heaven and earth.

Eternal immortality, heaven not harvested, earth not buried!

Wu Ming didn't have any distracting thoughts very obediently, but he still felt like a mountain had been pressed in his heart, his straight back was bent down involuntarily, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't resist it, from the deepest humility of his heart.

It is indeed humble, it is the self-shame that comes from the heart in the face of unimaginable higher beings, regardless of the strength or weakness of ability.

Of course, whether it is the strength of the ability or the era of inheritance, Wu Ming is very different from the Gou Saint Ancestor who led the barbarians to dominate the Divine Prefecture in ancient times, and it can even be said that there is no comparison.

Buzz rumble!

As if in response to the call of the barbarians, the phantom leaned over slightly, and a hole appeared where the head was located, which seemed to open its mouth and was swallowing the sun and the moon, when suddenly thunder rolled, and blood rained down from the sky.

The blood was sprinkled like a splash, and all the barbarians raised their arms excitedly and reverently, as if they were undertaking the most important affairs in their lives, even the few barbarian demi-saints present.

"Heaven and earth bless!"

Wu Ming gasped lightly, his eyes shocked.

This fluctuation is almost the same as the situation when he killed the monster and received the blessing of heaven and earth before.

"You sense carefully, this is not a blessing from heaven and earth, although that Holy Ancestor did overwhelm the first generation, leading the barbarian race to shock the ancient times, and the ten thousand races that were beaten were almost out of breath, but it has not yet reached the level of changing the heavens and the earth. ”

Although Ku Ye said this, his words were dignified.

"It's a little different!"

Wu Ming closed his eyes and felt silently, and sure enough, he found an unusually subtle difference, but with his strength, it was difficult to capture, and he thought that Ku Ye could only be discovered by relying on the power of the Holy Soul.

But even then, it's amazing enough.

Because in his keen senses, all the barbarians who were shrouded in blood light had a slight increase in their aura, although there were more or less, but this was too terrifying, after all, there were millions of barbarians here.

Buzz!

After the blood rain lasted for a long time, there were many people who broke through the realm on the spot, but most of them were barbarians or ordinary barbarian kings, and although the more powerful barbarians were happy, only a few broke through.

As for the existence of the Barbarian Emperor through this, there are only three, three, twos, less than five fingers, and they are all old Barbarian Emperors.

Seeing this, Wu Ming let out a long sigh, if the barbarian race can use the unrestricted enhancement of the ancestor's will, let alone the human race, even if all the races in Shenzhou combined are not opponents.

It's reasonable to think about it, after all, to launch such a sacrifice, it is necessary to sacrifice three half-saints of different races, thousands of emperors and kings, and I am afraid it took a lot of years and hands and feet to accumulate.

If they are captured unscrupulously, the human race and the dragon race alone will not give up and watch their own backbone being sacrificed alive and become nourishment for strengthening the enemy.

"Congratulations to Holy Ancestor Wan'an, forever bless our clan!"

The old priest of the fox man recited a long passage of ancient sacrificial texts, flicked his crutches violently, and pointed to the cave under the tower, "Please open the way to heaven from the Holy Ancestor!"