Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh sacrifice to heaven
boom!
Before Meng Yu could react, he struck Shi Yue's palm, grunted, and was thrown dozens of feet away.
"Shiyue, what are you doing?"
Meng Yu stood up suddenly and scolded Shi Yue angrily, but as soon as he finished speaking, he spat out blood. The blood was black internal blood.
The palm of Shi Yue's sneak attack was powerful and heavy. Although the realm of Meng Yu was one level higher, the physical body of the medium Wu Xue was very weak. He was severely injured on the spot and at least half of his strength was lost.
"Shiyue!"
The angry Wu Shanhuai's blood energy gathered in the air and formed a big bloody hand ten feet high, which instantly enveloped Shi Yue and grabbed Shi Yue from the air.
Shi Yue gritted his teeth and said: "Uncle Huai, we can't listen to Meng Meng. We must all die today."
"Surrendering to the Holy Maiden of the Witch God Cult is our only way out."
"I'm saving everyone!"
"Surrender to the Witch God Cult quickly!"
At this moment, the Holy Lady of the Witch God Sect once again shouted in the Youdu formation: "Shi Yue, you did a good job. From today on, I will be a member of the Witch God Sect."
"As long as you can convince these old dudes to surrender, I will be rewarded heavily by this saint!"
Meng Zhen was furious and said to Wu Shan: "Kill her!"
"Such traitors deserve to die."
Wu Shanhuai's condensed bloody hand immediately tightened, preparing to crush Shi Yue to death.
"Grandpa, save me!"
Shi Yue screamed in fear.
"Wu Shanhuai, how dare you hurt my granddaughter?!"
Suddenly, an old man came out of the air, gray blood surging all over his body, and punched Wu Shanhuai with all his strength.
This person is Shi Yue's grandfather, Shi Qiming, the elder of the Jiuli Tianshi clan. He possesses the blood of Tianshi witches, is extremely powerful, and is proficient in the power of petrification.
"Shi Qiming, how dare you!"
Wu Shanhuai was furious, turned around and punched Shi Qiming head-on!
boom!
With a loud noise that shook the sky, the two of them flew backwards. Both of them had the blood of mid-grade ancient witches, bloodlines known for their strength. No one could do anything to the other.
However, Wu Shanhuai's arm lost its blood color and turned gray, as if it was about to turn into stone.
This is the petrified witch blood of the Tianshi clan.
"Shi Qiming, now is not the time for internal strife!" Wushan Huai shouted.
Shi Qiming took this opportunity to save Shi Yue, and snorted coldly with a stern expression: "My granddaughter is right, we have fallen into the Youdu Formation, and it is impossible to escape with wings. There is an ancient blood-killing formation behind us, etc."
Follow us."
"It's not worth dying here."
"I agree to join the Witch God Cult and come to my side."
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, all hesitating.
Meng Zhen immediately scolded: "Everyone, listen to me."
"The people here are all from the ancient tribe of the Wu Clan, and they are the orthodox place of the Wu Clan."
"And the Witch God Cult is a heresy of our Jiuli Witch Clan. If we take refuge in the heresy, our Witch Clan will be destroyed."
"You must have forgotten how much our ancestors paid in order to fight against the Witch God Cult?"
"Do you want their blood to be shed in vain?"
Wu Shanhuai yelled: "Listen, all of you, although Meng Zhen is a former saint of the Witch God Sect, she understands the righteousness well. Are you not even inferior to her?"
"Those who are willing to join forces with me, the Wushan clan, to deal with the Witch God Cult, please come here!"
At this time, an old man whose strength was not weaker than Shi Qiming, slowly walked towards Shi Qiming with the young people from the clan beside him: "Wu Shanhuai, Meng Zhen, what you said makes sense."
"But, whether the orthodoxy of the Jiuli Witch Clan is destroyed or not has nothing to do with us. We just don't want to wipe out the clan, so we can't blame me."
Immediately afterwards, two more prestigious old men led the younger members of the clan towards Shi Qiming.
The faces of Wu Shanhuai and Meng Zhen became more and more ugly, because more and more people were presiding over the surrender, but only the two of them supported the resistance to the end, and the situation became more and more serious.
"Yes, this is your correct and wise choice."
In the sky, the touching laughter of the Holy Girl of the Witch God Religion came again, "You stupid people who cannot live in ancient times have been stuck in your own way for too long and have long been out of touch with the times."
"We even forgot that you are a noble witch clan!"
"In ancient times, the Wu clan was so powerful. They once ruled the ancient land. Our bloodline carries the oldest glory. We should not forget it, let alone settle down in a corner."
"We will regain our glory and conquer the world. This is what the Wushen Cult is going to do. Under the wise leadership of our leader, we will definitely be able to see with our own eyes when the Wu Clan will take over the world."
"Those of our clan who are willing to join the Witch God Cult today will definitely be grateful for today's choice in the future."
Hearing the words of Holy Maiden Orchid, many strong men from the ancient tribes, especially the young people, were excited.
"I am willing to join the Witch God Cult and establish a career."
"It turns out that we misunderstood the Witch God Cult. If joining the Witch God Cult can achieve hegemony, I am also willing to join."
"I no longer want to stay in an ancient village and spend my life in confusion. I want to follow the leader of the Wushen Cult and conquer the world!"
The young people of the witch clan raised their arms and shouted, turning to the side of Saint Orchid.
In the blink of an eye, more than 60% of the people supported surrender.
The remaining people are still swaying from side to side.
Meng Zhen was furious: "Ruo Lan, are you still misleading people with your lies?"
"I know better than what kind of place the Witch God Cult is. The Witch God Cult is just a heresy and a cancer of our Witch Clan. Everything the Witch God Cult does is only to satisfy the selfish desires of the leader!"
"As long as the leader of the Wushen Cult is in need, the lives of everyone else are like grass and can be abandoned and sacrificed at any time."
"For such a heretic to be whitewashed as a savior is simply ridiculous and hilarious!"
Saint Youlan sneered and said: "Meng Yu, you are an outcast of the Witch God Sect. Your views are full of prejudice. How can anyone achieve great things without shedding blood?"
"Since ancient times, among the princes, generals and ministers, which one has left behind a mountain of bones and rivers of blood?"
"The enemies of our Witch Tribe and the Witch God Sect are Taoism and Buddhism. Their strength is far stronger than ours, and their goal has always been to destroy us."
"Do you know why Buddhism and Taoism did not harm the ancient tribes of the Wu Clan? That's because our Wushen Sect is standing in the front."
"When our Witch God Sect is destroyed, you will naturally not be able to escape the fate of destruction."
"When the Witch God Religion achieves its great achievements, you will know how great and wise the current leader is!"
At this moment: "Youlan, I am here, how dare you act so presumptuously?"
At this moment, a bloody old man's voice suddenly appeared in the Youdu formation.
"Elder Wulong."
"grandfather!"
Everyone was shocked when they saw the person coming.
The person who came was none other than Elder Wulong, the person with the highest prestige among the ancient tribes of the Wu Clan, and also the most powerful person, comparable to the middle stage of the Golden Core.
Seeing Wulong's appearance, other powerful men from various tribes of the ancient witch clan lowered their eyes slightly, and were quite in awe of this man, even those who were willing to join the Witch God Cult were no exception.
"Grandpa, your injury-"
Wu Shanhuai immediately rushed to Oolong, and Meng Zhen's expression also changed drastically. Her biggest support was Oolong.
Unexpectedly, Oolong's injuries were extremely serious.
What's even more disgusting is that as soon as Wulong came out of Wushan Cave, he broke into the Youdu formation, and now he was in trouble.
The last trump cards of the ancient tribes of the Wu Clan are gone.
Wulong glanced around and suddenly said: "It's actually the Youdu Formation? Unexpectedly, the Youdu Formation actually covers the exit of Wushan Cave."
"My injuries are not serious."
Meng Yu said quickly: "Elder Wulong, the strong men of the ancient tribe were instigated by the Holy Girl of the Witch God Cult to rebel, and they have decided to join the Witch God Cult. You must make the decision on this matter."
After saying that, Meng Yu pointed out the strong men who had betrayed the Wu clan one by one.
"Is this possible?"
Oolong was shocked and looked at Shi Qiming and others: "Old Shi, what do you mean?"
"Are you going to betray the Witch Clan?"
Shi Qiming said with twinkling eyes: "Oolong, we don't want this either, but we have now fallen into the Youdu Formation. If we don't surrender to the Witch God Cult, death will be waiting for us."
Oolong was furious: "A bunch of short-sighted things!"
"Do you think it's enough to surrender to the Witch God Cult? Listen to me and join forces to fight them out."
"Isn't it just the Youdu Formation? I can break it."
Shi Qiming and others reacted indifferently, and Shi Yue even said: "Senior, you are seriously injured, how can you break through the Youdu formation?"
Oolong shouted: "I am indeed seriously injured, but if I risk my life and make a blood sacrifice to Cang Ming, I will destroy this Nether City formation today."
After saying that, Wulong said to Meng Zhen: "Meng Zhen, are you willing to work together with me to break through this Youdu formation?"
Meng Zhen was shocked and said: "You are talking about the great method of worshiping heaven? Elder Wulong, you must not do it."
This blood sacrifice method allows Oolong to summon the terrifying power of heaven and earth in a short period of time, but the price is to pay for it with his life.
Oolong was the most powerful person in the ancient witch tribe. Once he died, all the ancient witch tribes would collapse, leaving the Witch God Cult to take advantage of.
Wulong said disapprovingly: "Everyone will die sooner or later. I will save everyone with my life. This is a very worthwhile thing."
Wu Shanhuai's face was full of horror: "Grandpa, if you go, the Wu clan will have no one to rely on in the future."
Oolong looked up to the sky and smiled: "I have seen that the bloodline of the God of War of our Witch Clan has been born. He is glorious, boundless and powerful. Even if I die, he will definitely lead the ancient Witch Clan to victory."
"So, it is not a pity for me to die."
Everyone was shocked when they explained, and Meng Yu took a breath of air: "The bloodline of the God of War really exists? Who is that person?"
"Since I've seen him before, why didn't he come?"
Wulong said confidently: "Don't worry, he will be here soon."
When people from all tribes of the ancient witch clan heard about the bloodline of the God of War, their hearts were extremely shocked and they couldn't help but look up to him.
The bloodline of the God of War is the supreme bloodline of the Witch Clan and the natural leader of the Witch Clan.
Everyone could not help but have some expectations.
At this time, Saintess Orchid shouted angrily from the sky, saying: "Oolong, what is the bloodline of the God of War? You are talking nonsense, you are deceiving everyone!"
"If there is a bloodline of the God of War, why don't we, the Witch God Sect, know about it? Your deception strategy will not succeed!"
"You are seriously injured and your strength is weak. Submitting to the Witch God Sect is your only way out."
"Otherwise you will die today!"
Oolong shouted: "Get out!"
"Watch me sacrifice my body to the sky, how to sacrifice my body to the sky! Fire!——"
Before he finished speaking, eight treasure bones suddenly appeared around Wulong. The treasure bones were half a meter in size. They were the remains of some kind of ancient monster. Although they were not threatening, ancient and mysterious ancient totems were engraved on these bones.
As Oolong's blood was injected into the eight treasure bones, countless black runes suddenly shot out from the eight treasure bones, quickly forming a huge black array around Oolong, covering everyone in the room.
Go in.
Everyone needs to be on guard to prevent their own energy and blood from being swallowed up by the formation.
"Let's help!"
Seeing this, Wushan Huai and Meng Zhen also sacrificed their blood energy and injected it into the black formation.
For a moment, blood energy rushed into the sky, and the black formation seemed to be connected with the heaven and earth. Wulong stood at the eye of the formation, his aura suddenly sublimated, like a god.
"Wind blows!"
Oolong shouted loudly, waved his hand suddenly, and a violent wind appeared, sweeping the world and turning everything upside down.
Boom boom boom!
In the blink of an eye, the Youdu formation twisted and deformed.