At this time, sitting in front of the bloodline washing spirit pool, the tall figure with a golden body and a golden body, like an ancient god and demon, is now weak and weak, and there is no longer the supreme momentum of the emperor at the beginning.

At this moment, Wang An's seemed to have reached the limit of bearing, and his face was as yellow as a thin piece of gold.

"My king, take a break!"

"Don't hold on, King, stop the holy sacrifices, your life force is about to run dry. ”

The high priest and the holy maiden, their faces changed greatly, and they said to Wang An in a panic on the side.

At this time, everyone present saw that Wang An was now at the end of his crossbow.

The blood and qi on his body are no longer tumbling and surging, and his vitality is no longer turbulent, but he looks languishing, like an old man in the twilight.

"Brother, why don't you take a break? At this time, Xiao Ruoli couldn't help but speak.

"You don't have to say it, my heart is free and measured, and the holy sacrifice can't be stopped!" Wang An's eyes flashed with a hint of determination, and he waved his hand and said.

Xuanzhi, I saw him pour out a few pills that replenished qi and blood, and swallowed them with gusto.

"Buzz!"

The Ancestral Witch Chaos Technique was running again, the aura on his body was rising steadily, and the majestic blood qi was once again permeating his body.

More than a hundred Wu clans sat around the bloodline cleansing pool one after another.

Wang An slit his wrist, and golden blood shot out, entering the magic circle, and falling into the bodies of these witch clans.

Everyone could clearly see that Wang An's face had changed drastically, his body was shaking, the breath on his body was fluctuating, and the runes were flickering, as if he had suffered great pain.

At this moment, the bloodline cleansing pool has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

Because of the addition of the blood of thousands of Wu people, the bloodline transformation spirit pool has gathered most of the blood.

The gold, silver and yellow colors were intertwined, bursting out with the aura of ancient vicissitudes, and the terrifying power was filled in it, and the sky above the entire bloodline washing pool, at the junction with the magic circle, condensed into a thick blood gang.

The penultimate group of people sat around the bloodline cleansing pool, Wang An chanted a spell in his mouth, cutting his wrist, and the wound was golden, and it took a long time for a trace of golden blood to flow out.

Wang An's body trembled, crumbling, the runes on his skin were dull, and he could vaguely feel the slightest golden mangs circulating.

When he induced the ancestral weapon Pangu Axe to split the Dao power in some people's bodies, the light on his body quickly converged, and the tumbling blood qi and dense vitality suddenly disappeared, and an old breath flowed around Wang An's body.

Wang An's consciousness swept away, and he found that the blood in his body was almost drained, except for the blood of the origin, the speed of the blood generated was very slow, and the Ancestral Witch Chaos Technique seemed to be stagnant and stopped functioning.

"My king, I beg you, stop casting spells, or you will die of exhaustion! You are our king, and you will rise again with your clan. ”

"Woo...... My king, please, we will not awaken the bloodline!"

"God bless my king with peace!"

At this time, I don't know who took the lead, and a plopping sound sounded, and all the witch clans knelt on the ground one after another, looking at Wang An and pleading loudly.

Many people watched Wang An staggering, his body dim, and the light of life in his body, like a candle swaying in the wind, seemed to be extinguished at any time.

They felt a deep sadness and couldn't help but cry.

Everyone was prostrate on the ground, praying sincerely, and they looked at Wang An's eyes, full of piety and awe.

It was a kind of sincerity and adoration that came from the heart, an almost fanatical advocate.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the look of doubt in Xiao Jin's eyes became even stronger.

The golden rays in its eyes flowed, countless strange runes were flickering, and its body was filled with a mysterious and mysterious aura of fate.

In its eyes, at this moment, a rich yellow aura erupted from all the Wu clans' bodies, and this mysterious aura had been suspended around Wang An's body, completely submerging him in this pale yellow aura.

This aura is very weird, and the power of the law between heaven and earth retreats when it encounters it.

However, except for Xiao Jin, no one here seemed to see that mysterious aura.

"High priestess, holy woman, you are the only ones left, hurry up!"

Wang An swallowed a few pills, recovered some of his blood, and glared at the high priest and the holy maiden and said sharply.

"My king, you can't perform the holy sacrifice anymore!"

"My king, this is the end of this holy sacrifice. ”

The high priest and the holy woman said worriedly

"My king, please take back your fate!"

The remaining nearly a hundred Wu clans knelt in front of Wang An and said loudly.

The last remaining Wu clan are all elites, and many of them have stepped into the realm of silver bodies, and there are even more than a dozen, and their bodies have begun to be filled with a trace of gold.

"In the name of the Wu royal clan, I order you and others to fully cooperate with the Holy Sacrifice! You and others are the elite of the Wu Clan, if someone awakens the power of the fourth bloodline in the Holy Sacrifice today, it is comparable to a human god cultivator, so that they can lead our clan to deal with the rest of the clans, so as to gradually rise!"

"Are you just leaving me alone to face the incarnation of people, demons, and demons......

Although Wang An's breath was sluggish, and he looked like he was deficient in qi and blood, he still spoke with a lot of energy and sound.

"We are willing to shed blood for our people!"

After listening to Wang An's words, these big men rolled their blood and ran to the blood and blood washing pool to sit up.

The high priest and the holy woman also stared at Wang An with a tangled expression, and only after a long time did they slowly sit down beside the bloodline cleansing pool.

When everyone was in place, Wang An recited the spell again, and formed the Dao Dao magic trick in his hand, causing his blood to fall on the magic circle and enter everyone's body.

The essence in his body was passing rapidly, and he couldn't use the Eight Desolations Heaven-shaking Technique, urging the two great origin beads of water and wood to support him.

From a distance, Wang An's body was covered with gold, blue and blue, exuding surging vitality.

However, all this is just a façade, and his blood and energy have been depleted to the extreme.

"Poof......

A mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the Pangu axe, Wang An's body shook, and the breath on his body was so sluggish that he fell to the ground with a thud.

He smiled, his mouth stained with mottled golden blood, and his breath was like a gossamer.

He looked stubborn, and still struggled to form mysterious spells one by one, attracting the phantom of the Pangu Axe into everyone's body.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The people of the Bloodline Cleansing Pool suddenly underwent a terrifying change, led by the High Priest and the Holy Maiden, and a full ten people burst out with brilliant golden rays.

The vicissitudes of ancient times, the strong aura of recklessness and domineering flow in the heavens and the earth.

"King, what's wrong with my king?"

At this moment, no one paid attention to the changes in the Wu clan around them, but instead rushed to Wang An with a panicked look on their faces.

"Brother, tell you not to be reckless, look at you like this!" Xiao Ruoli and Xiao Jin, their figures flashed, and they shot towards Wang An.

"Don't come here, don't bother me!"

Suddenly, a weak voice fell on everyone's ears. There was a look of firmness in his voice, an unquestionable domineering.

"My King's ......"

"God the Father bless my king......"

Seeing Wang An struggling, he trembled and got up, and tremblingly picked up and took out a few pills and took them.

Spinning, the magic trick in his hand changes, and he controls the magic circle.

Every witch burst into tears, kowtowed in prayer, and the cries were deafening and reverberated throughout the underground stone chamber.

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