Blood sacrifice to the wild!

These four simple words contain the madness of the Barbarian Ancestor who wants to become the Tai Cang Tribulation Spirit at all costs!

Among the two heads of the Barbarian Ancestor, one showed dark white teeth and a cold, piercing smile, with scarlet rays of light flashing in his eyes; the other head had a sad and painful expression. He wanted to speak, but was unable to speak.

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Photographed in the majesty of the Manzu, all the Fan family's tribulation envoys lowered their heads and did not dare to breathe.

The barbarian ancestors of the past had a great ideal, and that ideal was to use his existence to protect the barbarian creatures from being invaded by foreign races.

However, since practicing the Tribulation Technique, Barbarian Ancestor's temperament has become colder and colder, and more and more ruthless.

Nowadays, in order to cultivate the real blood tribulation and become a Tai Cang tribulation spirit, he is even willing to sacrifice the entire wilderness with blood...

"Barbarian Ancestor, things have changed..." The Fan family monks sighed, but no one dared to disobey Barbarian Ancestor's orders.

The Barbarian Die transformed into Ning Fan looked solemnly at the Barbarian Ancestor below.

Ning Fan is not the only wild butterfly here, but he is the only wild butterfly with spiritual intelligence, while the other wild butterflies all have empty eyes.

With Ning Fan's eyesight, he could naturally see that there were two wills in Barbarian Ancestor's body, fighting for control of his body.

One is the consciousness of the Barbarian Ancestor himself, and the other is the consciousness controlled by the thought of robbery.

Those who want to sacrifice blood to the wilderness are caused by the consciousness controlled by the thoughts of robbery. As for the Barbarian Ancestor's own consciousness, he is unable to resist the erosion of the thoughts of robbery and cannot control his body. He can only watch as the thoughts of robbery control him, step by step, blood sacrifice to the wilderness.

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"Is this the power of tribulation thoughts... Even the barbarian ancestors with quasi-sage cultivation can only become a puppet once controlled by tribulation thoughts..."

"...That's..." Ning Fan's eyes narrowed and he looked down.

The Fan family is located in a wild valley covered by wind and sand. Following the order from the Barbarian Ancestor, all the Fan family monks took out their formation flags, arranged them in various places in the valley, and waved the formation flags.

Amidst the rumbling sound, countless ravines opened in the ground in the valley. As Barbarian Ancestor pinched his fingers, those ravines immediately began to move and connect with each other, forming a huge crack.

At the same time, an ancient barbarian statue as huge as a mountain rose from a crack in the ground.

Afterwards, five more ancient barbarian statues rose to the ground from the cracks.

The six ancient barbarian statues are all beast statues. The beasts carved have strange shapes and evil auras that Ning Fan has never felt before.

They are obviously just six lifeless ancient barbarian statues, but there is a faint sound of powerful heartbeats...

"The Sixth Generation Barbarian Ancestor is here, the Seventh Generation Barbarian Ancestor Fan Mokong. I sincerely ask the ancestors to manifest themselves and unseal the Ancient Dust-Resisting Formation!"

The Barbarian Ancestor clasped his fists with both hands and bowed to the six ancient barbarian statues. Then he took out tens of thousands of Niying and sacrificed them to the six ancient barbarian statues.

In an instant, the six ancient statues spun on the spot, making a clicking sound.

"The ancient statue turned around, the dust formation opened up, and all the wild spirits were imprisoned!"

As soon as the Barbarian Ancestor finished speaking, the entire barbaric sky shattered like a mirror. From the cracks, black and red dirty clouds of calamity continued to pour out, and thunder roared endlessly.

It was as if there was an all-devouring will that enveloped the entire wilderness. The earth was constantly tearing apart, and aurora flashed in the cracks, connecting them to form a peerless formation.

The formation map was so big that it almost covered the entire wilderness and divided the wilderness into forty-two formations, causing chaos in the sky and the earth.

As the array light spread across the wild land, the wild land immediately shattered and completely turned into forty-two barbaric realms.

Countless creatures screamed, howled, and fell to the ground. Whether they were barbarians or beasts, as long as their cultivation was at the first step, they were unable to withstand the power of the array of light. Being caged by the array of light, their bodies immediately began to dissolve into blood and water.

The blood seeped into the array light bit by bit, turning into the energy that activated the array.

In this era, barbarians are not absolutely without cultivation. There are still many barbarians with cultivation like the monks of the Fan family.

Those barbarians and beasts who had reached the second level of cultivation flew into the sky in terror, not understanding what was happening.

The wild butterflies beside Ning Fan had no cultivation level. As soon as the formation light opened, the butterfly body immediately exploded into blood mist, and the blood mist was also integrated into the formation light.

With Ning Fan's magical power, he would not be exploded by the array of light, but his eyes were shocked.

With his eyesight and his understanding of the secrets of power, he could naturally see that the power of this large formation covering the entire wilderness was extremely terrifying.

The six ancient barbarian statues are the key to activating the formation, and the tens of thousands of Niying who serve as sacrifices are also the key to activating the formation.

More and more blood was incorporated into the formation light. Gradually, countless bloody cracks were torn in the sky, and blood rain began to fall.

The mountains began to collapse, the rivers began to rise, and the bloody flood began to flood the entire wilderness.

The entire wilderness seems to have turned into a world of blood, as if the end has come!

I don’t know how many creatures fell into the massacre of the great formation!

Even though he knew that this place was an illusion and a reenactment of ancient times, Ning Fan was still shocked.

Even though he has been killing for a long time, he has never seen such a crazy blood sacrifice... This killing is too heavy!

"Second transformation of the ancient image, reverse of the dust formation, and cultivation of the blood-swallowing immortal!"

The Barbarian Ancestor once again sacrificed tens of thousands of Niying to the six barbarian statues, and the six barbarian statues turned again with a clicking sound.

The sea of ​​blood that flooded the wilderness immediately spread out boundless suction. Any barbaric cultivators and beasts whose cultivation level was lower than the realm of Duzhen were all sucked into the sea of ​​blood, screaming in agony.

When the suction force rolled towards Ning Fan, Ning Fan only swayed, but did not fall into the sky and into the sea of ​​blood.

Although he is not a Duzhen, his strength is far superior to ordinary Duzhen, so it is naturally impossible for him to be captured by the suction force.

"Huh? This wild butterfly obviously didn't cross the truth, but it was able to block the blood-swallowing power of the second-level ancient statue..."

A gap suddenly opened in the sky behind Ning Fan, and a group of monks in black robes walked out.

Ning Fan was startled, and suddenly there was a sense of crisis behind him. As soon as he turned around, there was a palm print of calamity thought that was so huge that it covered the sky. He slapped it down with a palm, and the huge force was added to his body, which immediately made his whole body lose balance and pointed downwards.

The sea of ​​blood falls!

The strength of that palm seal has clearly reached the power of an eternal blow!

That palm print did not intend to kill Ning Fan, it just slapped Ning Fan into the sea of ​​blood below!

At the moment when he fell into the sea of ​​blood, Ning Fan clearly saw that the ones who knocked him into the sea of ​​blood were a group of three-eyed black monks. Each black monk had a vast aura of blood tribulation in his body, and they all had this ability that was comparable to that of monks throughout the ages.

The strength!

These black monks are all Tai Cang Tribulation Spirits!

"Hiss! The calamity spirit from the upper world has arrived!" Countless Fan family monks exclaimed.

"You are the tribulation monks from the upper realm... Why did you come to our barbaric wilderness?" the barbarian ancestor asked in a deep voice.

Barbarian Ancestor's words only elicited sneers from those three-eyed black monks.

"What's the matter... Hehe, what's the purpose is to prevent you from becoming a tribulation spirit of Tai Cang. If the ancient image turns three times, the reverse baby will be born... A mere barbaric slave tribe actually tries to become a tribulation spirit of the upper world. It's really

Wishful thinking... This ancient anti-dust formation was a gift given by the Lord of Tribulation to the first generation of barbarian ancestors. Before you, there were six generations of barbarian ancestors who tried to use this formation to cultivate the body of the robbery spirit, but unfortunately, without exception, they all failed and died.

In the great formation, you turned into a beast, and you are the seventh and last person."

"The wilderness is just a place where the robbers raise the Niying in a free-range manner. All the Niyings raised by the slaves belong to the robbers and are not eligible for their own use!"

"The quality of the Niying produced by the Wilderness is too low. The Lord of Tribulation no longer needs the Wilderness, nor the Fan family!"

"Seventh Generation Barbarian Ancestor, Fan Mokong, you can die!"

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Ning Fan doesn't know what happened in the end above the sea of ​​blood.

The moment he sank into the sea of ​​blood, the words he heard were the words of the group of three-eyed black monks who wanted to kill the barbarian ancestors.

If this place is not an illusion, Ning Fan will definitely die if he is swallowed by this sea of ​​blood.

Fortunately, this place was just an illusion. Even if he sank into the sea of ​​blood, Ning Fan only felt severe pain in his heart and his butterfly body did not collapse.

Just trying to fly out of the sea of ​​blood was not that easy. Once he sank into the sea of ​​blood, Ning Fan actually lost control of his body.

That feeling is just like when the thought of robbery entered the body and was unable to control the body.

This sea of ​​blood is formed by the blood of countless wild creatures, and it contains the negative emotions left behind by countless creatures before their death.

Outside the sea of ​​blood, an earth-shattering war seems to have broken out, perhaps a fight between the barbarian ancestors and those black monks.

As the day passed, the fluctuations in the fighting gradually subsided, and it was unknown who would win and who would lose between the black monks and the barbarian ancestors.

Two days passed, and countless wailings began to be heard from the sky above the wilderness.

Three days passed, and the wilderness fell into dead silence again...

January, February, March...

One year, two years, three years...

Hundreds, thousands, ten thousand years...

Ning Fan was trapped in the sea of ​​blood, unable to move or escape. He had to endure the torment brought by the sea of ​​blood every day.

Trapped in the sea of ​​blood, the only thing Ning Fan can do is to use the Secret of Shi Zi to study the great formation under the sea of ​​blood - the Ancient Anti-Chen Formation, so as to improve his cultivation of the formation.

It took a million years for the sea of ​​blood to evaporate completely, and Ning Fan finally escaped from the blood sea formation.

After millions of years of hard work, Ning Fan's will has become more tenacious.

For millions of years, Ning Fan has only done one thing, and that is to study the ancient anti-dust formation given to the wilderness by the Lord of Calamity Thoughts.
To be continued...