Now, only six or seven hundred Yuanying ancestors participated in the battle for the opportunity to transform the gods in Fu Kun Palace.

There are already fewer of these ancestors who died in front of you.

...

In the ancient temple, the number of ancestors decreased sharply.

Only the last hundred ancestors were left, all of whom were so sad that their mana loss had almost bottomed out, and they had completely given up their hope of breaking into the blue aperture.

"All of them are damn holy masters!"

"Destroy the residual thought in the Spirit Jade Stone!"

An old ancestor suddenly became angry and slashed at the sculpture with a sword.

The ancestors immediately pointed their last anger at the strange spirit jade stone and vented it.

"boom!"

The sculpture of the spirit jade strange stone was slashed on the body by these angry ancestors and collapsed with a bang.

“…”

The ancestors in the blue aperture were stunned and watched them destroy the sculptures, all of them were silent.

The time for half an incense stick has finally passed.

There was a dead silence in the ancient palace.

The last group of ancestors also died.

The ancestors who could not enter the blue aperture were almost all burned to ashes under the blazing white light.

The air was filled with an extremely strong burnt smell.

After a long time, no one from the ancestors spoke.

The blazing light disappeared.

Then, the blue halo also disappeared.

In the ancient hall, there were only about 200 ancestors who were still alive, all of whom were strong, either in the middle and late stages of the Nascent Soul, or in the small forces with the god-turning treasures in their hands.

Originally, they were guided by the saints.

However, after the spirit jade and strange stone sculptures in the hall were destroyed, they did not have the guidance of the Saint Lord's reluctance, and they did not know what to do to avoid touching the terrifying ban in Fu Kun Palace.

“Cruff!”

Five deep passages slowly opened in the deepest part of the ancient hall.

Each one leads to a different direction.

In the channel, there are red flames, cyan lights, golden lights, earth-yellow lights, blue lights and other five-color glows.

If what was expected was good, the Holy Lord's mind was still alive and should allow them to enter these passages... one of them.

Shang Chengtian looked at it, strode away with his hands, and said lightly: "Let's go, choose a passage each and continue to go deep into the palace to search for opportunities. The holy master's thoughts have been destroyed and there is no guidance! Next, we can only rely on ourselves!"
Chapter completed!