Fantasy: My Sect is 100 Million Points Stronger

Chapter 632: god bless

Among the platforms, there are five old men who are the most eye-catching!

They sat on five large animal skin chairs, with white hair and childlike faces, and piercing eyes, and their bodies were filled with a mysterious and vast aura. This aura was not an aura of strength, but a kind of temperament.

What's even more weird is that not only their foreheads are engraved with strange black lines, but their entire faces are also engraved with strange black lines on their faces, making it impossible to see their faces clearly.

"Those five are the five oldest elders of our Li Tian Tribe!"

"Every sacrifice is presided over by five elders!"

"They have lived for an unknown number of years, and they are the most prestigious existences of the Li Tian Tribe!"

Seeing Wang Feng's gaze, Zhamu on the side explained aloud, and there was a hint of piety in his eyes. After stepping into this sacrificial place, Zhamu became a little reserved, not as lively as before.

Hearing Zhamu's words, Wang Feng narrowed his eyes and kept looking at the five elders.

Under his spying, those five elders were only at the peak of the Holy Tribulation, how could they have such a long lifespan?

It is true that even the lowest sage can live for hundreds of thousands of years after reaching the holy realm of heaven and earth, but from the five elders, he can feel an extremely ancient aura, and those who can have this aura must not only live Millions of years as simple as that.

This Li Tian tribe is full of weirdness everywhere, which makes Wang Feng also secretly vigilant.

Just when Wang Feng was meditating, he suddenly felt several eyes falling on him, and staring at him suddenly, it was the deep eyes of those five elders who met him.

That gaze, like a vast starry sky, made people unable to figure it out at all, and even gave Wang Feng a feeling that he was about to fall, which made Wang Feng feel a little horrified.

Just the five elders at the peak of the Holy Tribulation could give him such a feeling for a strong man at the peak of Emperor Zun. No matter how you look at it, it is a bit inconceivable.

Just when Wang Feng was terrified, the five elders looked away and continued to look at the center of the altar.

And Wang Feng also followed their gazes, and found that in the center of the altar, there was a pitch-black ancient tripod. The entire ancient tripod was carved with dense and strange patterns. I can't even figure out what the strange lines represent.

"Hum!"

Suddenly, a mysterious note came out from the mouths of the five elders, and strands of cold blood-colored lines spread out from their bodies, following the lines on the platform, they converged towards the pitch-black ancient cauldron.

At this time, Wang Feng discovered that on the altar, there was a huge pattern like a diagram of eight trigrams, and the ancient tripod was located in the center of this pattern!

"Buzz!"

In the blink of an eye, the entire huge pattern glowed with a **** light, as if it had dyed the somewhat dark world red. The dark red light reflected on the faces of Wang Feng and others, making everyone present look incomparable. It's weird!

"boom!"

As these **** lines converged on the pitch-black ancient tripod, the lines on the entire ancient tripod seemed to be stained with blood, and there was a layer of blood, and the extremely mysterious sacrificial sound suddenly appeared in this world. The reverberation made Wang Feng feel drowsy.

"God bless!"

Right after the sound of offering sacrifices came out, every member of the Litian Tribe present, even Zhamu, knelt down on the ground, their entire bodies almost touching the ground, shouting loudly, shaking the ancient The place of worship!

Even Wang Feng felt a faint feeling of wanting to worship, his body bent down involuntarily, and his eyes were a little blurred!

"town!"

Wang Feng gritted his teeth, let out a low growl, and forced the power in his body to activate the soul of destiny in his mind. The extremely mysterious lines of fate emerged in Wang Feng's mind, driving this feeling out, making Wang Feng Feng's whole body regained clarity.

A trace of fear appeared on Wang Feng's face. He who reached the peak of Emperor Zun seemed to be dominated by this mysterious sacrificial power. If he hadn't possessed the soul of destiny, he might have fallen into this mysterious sacrificial power!

After regaining clarity, Wang Feng looked towards the ancient altar, and found that even the five elders on the altar were directly kneeling on the altar, with their heads just sticking to the ground, and they didn't even dare to look up.

The **** pattern is still spreading on the huge pattern on the altar, and the **** color blooming on the ancient tripod has become more and more intense, as if an ancient power has been awakened under this sacrifice.

A terrifying aura erupted from the altar, as strong as Wang Feng's. After feeling this aura, his whole body couldn't stop shaking.

In the sky and the earth, the dark wind is hunting, the black clouds are all over the sky, and the huge black clouds have turned into a huge vortex, as if driving the entire sky, it seems that even the sky and the earth are spinning!

But if someone is in the Dayan Mountain Range outside the Li Tian Tribe, they will find that the entire Dayan Mountain Range is clear and there are no dark clouds at all, even over the place where the Li Tian Tribe is located, there are no dark clouds at all.

In the sacrificial place, Wang Feng's heart was trembling. Against the background of this astonishing vision, the ancient altar became majestic and majestic, like an altar ascending to the sky, and the ancient tripod was filled with an astonishing aura.

"Sacrifice!"

I don't know which elder made the sound, the hoarse voice resounded throughout the sacrificial place, following the sound, the five elders and the people of the Li Tian tribe who were present all cut their palms, and strands of blood flowed from them It flowed out from the palm and gathered towards the ancient tripod!

The strong smell of blood pervaded the world, and with the influx of blood, the ancient tripod trembled even more. bloom out.

This scene looks extremely shocking. From Wang Feng's perspective, it seems that in ancient times, the ancestors who drank blood were praying to the gods. This is a very shocking and strange picture.

"Crack!"

An ear-piercing sound like rubbing resounded abruptly in the sacrificial place, making Wang Feng feel pain in his eardrums. He used his power to protect himself, and at the same time urged the soul of destiny to ensure that he was clear and free from this terrifying force. Influenced by the power of sacrifice.

After this voice sounded, Wang Feng found that the people of the Li Tian Tribe trembled all over, with their heads firmly stuck to the ground, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads to have a look.

At the same time, bursts of ancient musical notes also came out from the mouths of the five elders. This is the unique ritual of the Li Tian Tribe. Even though Wang Feng tried his best to understand the meaning of the ritual, he still couldn't understand the meaning of the ritual.

With the resounding of the sacrificial oration, the ancient tripod trembled more and more, as if it moved the whole earth, causing the ground in this area to tremble slightly.

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