The bronze sculpture places its hands on its chest, as if holding some invisible object.
When Xi Bubai knelt down to pray to him, a flash of fire erupted from the hands of the bronze sculpture, and an extremely simple wooden stick appeared out of thin air between his hands.
A few pieces of tattered dry bark were wrapped around the top of the stick, and a flame the size of a human head was burning.
The fire was not strong and the temperature was not high, but all the people in the military city, whether they were the ancestors who had reached the divine realm, the main force participating in the war who only had the Tibetan realm, or those who were hiding far behind, were responsible for the control. The Mingchi realm soldiers in the forts all felt warm all over their bodies.
The fear that originally emerged from the bottom of my heart when facing the Xuan Ming Ancestors suddenly disappeared.
Just like the ancient human race walking in the dark night, the sky is covered with dark clouds and dark without a trace of light. In the empty and lonely fields in all directions, the roars of wild beasts could be heard, and the hissing sounds of poisonous snakes could be heard faintly in the grass.
Fear, panic, body trembling, danger always surrounding you.
A wise man drilled wood to make a fire. A crude wooden stick, a few pieces of dried bark, and an extremely crude torch were thus formed.
The fire illuminated the dark night, frightening away the wild beasts that approached cautiously, and the change in temperature caused poisonous snakes and insects to stay away from the crowd.
The torches were lit continuously, and the firelight completely illuminated the entire team, illuminated the plain, and illuminated the direction of the team's advance.
The bonfire rose, and the balls of fire spread around.
It illuminates the ancient times, illuminates the prehistoric times, and illuminates the current people all the way.
A firm will spread from this crude torch, imprinting an indestructible idea on the hearts of everyone in the military city - 'Inheritance of fire, endless'!
"Kill!" Xi Wule burst into an almost crazy roar.
Two seals formed by thunder fell on the body of a Xuan Ming Ancestor one after another. Just hearing the sound of thunder, the thick cold aura around Ancestor Xuan Ming disappeared without a trace. In addition, his Shifang Slayer Armor had been shattered by the Canghai Divine Pearl, and the Thunder Seal was hit firmly. his body.
The thunder exploded and the plasma surged, instantly submerging the Xuan Ming Ancestor.
Amidst the loud noise, the flesh and blood of Ancestor Xuan Ming instantly turned into charcoal, leaving only a blue-purple, almost transparent skeleton that exuded immeasurable cold energy suspended in the air.
Behind the ice sculpture, a steady stream of blue divine light shines on it, continuously injecting huge power into the cracked skeleton.
Traces of flesh and blood grew rapidly on the skeleton, and in just one breath, he could completely reappear flesh and blood.
Lao Tie let out a long roar, turned his head suddenly, opened his mouth, and a dazzling seven-color divine light spurted out, hitting the skull of the skeleton. There was a loud noise, and the skeleton's head was shattered into pieces, exploding into countless fragments flying in all directions.
Lao Tie held the spear tightly with both hands and slammed the Xuan Ming Ancestor pierced on the head of the spear to the ground.
Behind, Xi Bubai solemnly paid homage to the bronze sculpture.
The bronze sculpture was glowing with a faint, warm firelight, and two balls of fist-sized firelight erupted from the torch in his hand, flying over as fast as lightning.
A ball of fire fell on the skull's shattered skeleton.
A ball of fire fell on Ancestor Xuan Ming, who had his throat pierced by Lao Tie and was thrown to the ground.
The fire lit up gently.
All the laws of heaven and earth around him were dispelled.
All the cold energy and light on the skeleton and the intact Ancestor Xuan Ming disappeared. They completely turned into ordinary skeletons and ordinary human bodies.
Their bodies burned.
Wu Tie and the others could feel that the flames on their bodies were just ordinary ordinary fires. It's not any different fire from heaven and earth, let alone some advanced stuff like spiritual flames or divine flames.
This is the fire of ordinary grass and trees, the fire of ordinary wood.
It is the flame that ordinary people use to cook rice and stir-fry vegetables in their stoves, and it is the bonfire that travelers use to boil water and warm themselves.
This fire has been accompanying the human race and the Pangu remnants from ancient times, burning all the way to this day, and it has still not been extinguished. How many great powers, how many supernatural powers, how many secret arts, how many earth-shattering existences, at the beginning, they only got their power from this most ordinary flame that lasted.
This is the human fire.
This is the fire of humanity.
Ordinary, but full of the power to change the world.
The two Xuanming Ancestors were screaming and roaring. They were quickly burned to ashes in this ordinary, ordinary flame, and even their souls were burned cleanly.
Xi Bubai, who was kneeling on the ground, shook his body and fell to the ground with a 'dong' sound.
"As rumored, only the Human Emperor can control this fire of humanity... Even if we use the power of the divine weapon, we are still too reluctant, too reluctant... But, the Human Emperor!" Xi Bubai murmured: "Today's Is it possible for a human emperor to be born in this world?"
The crude wooden stick in the palm of the bronze sculpture disappeared, and the flame that seemed ordinary but actually extremely powerful also disappeared.
Only Xi Bubai, whose mana was exhausted, lay on the ground, breathing heavily.
Not only Xi Bubai, but also the two thousand god-level masters from the Fuxi Kingdom who came to reinforce Wu Tie this time also exhausted all their mana in an instant, and fell to the ground one by one, panting and moving. No.
The eighteen Xuanming Ancestors all came to kill them, and in the blink of an eye, only three Xuanming Ancestors were still able to move freely.
Nine of the others were trapped by Yin Yang Taoist, three were suppressed by Five Elements Taoist, and three Xuan Ming Ancestors were killed directly on the spot, without even a trace of their souls left.
The three ancestors of Xuan Ming, who could still move freely, roared in unison, feeling shocked, angry and inexplicably sad.
Regardless of whether they are good or bad, the eighteen of them fought side by side and had a deep friendship. Later, they were punished by the gods at the same time and imprisoned in an ice coffin. They were trapped in that dark place for countless years. They were corroded and tempered by the extreme cold day and night, and suffered for countless years.
It is truly a friendship forged from fighting together in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. It is truly a friendship forged through sharing joys and sorrows in the boundless hell.
At this moment, the three old brothers were beheaded in front of him. The three Xuanming Ancestors roared in unison, like wounded beasts, and their roars were extremely sad.
'Bang, bang, bang'!
Three huge explosions came from the bodies of the three Xuanming Ancestors, and a circle of cold light rolled like a tsunami, rapidly spreading around.
The three of them burned their soul essence and blood at the same time, raising their power to the extreme.
The sky and the earth were blue, and half of the military city was shrouded in cold air. All the laws of heaven and earth were shaken, distorted, and dispersed. Only the bone-chilling freezing air remained in the world.
Wu Tie looked up to the sky and roared: "Everyone from Chiyang Mountain... If you haven't taken action yet, when will you wait?"
A low curse came from a distance: "Qian Xiao, I should have suffocated you to death in a water tank back then! You fool who deceived the entire clan!"
Ganjiu led a group of god-level masters from Chiyang Mountain to emerge from a large mountain, and then large flames shot up into the sky, and the sky was instantly enveloped by fire clouds as thick as magma.
Chiyang Sacred Mountain is located in the southern wilderness and is the master of the endless wilderness.
Affected by the Chiyang Mountain and the geographical environment of the Endless Wilderness, among the many masters of the God Realm participating in the Exhibition in the Endless Wilderness, 70% to 80% of them practice flame-related techniques.
Wu Tie took away several top-level weapons from Chiyang Mountain, but Chiyang Mountain has a strong foundation, and the clan still has hundreds of innate-level spiritual weapons and treasures, and most of them are fire-attributed treasures.
The elders and ancestors of the other three thousand major tribes, their tribes have been multiplying in the endless wilderness for countless years, and naturally there are some good guys in the tribe who are the best.
Large piles of flame-attributed innate spiritual treasures and innate spiritual soldiers were flying in the air, mixed into the billowing fire clouds, making the fire clouds even more brilliant, and the temperature within a radius of thousands of miles was rising rapidly.
The three Xuanming Ancestors began to vomit blood with a 'wow' sound, and began to vomit blood in large mouthfuls.
The terrifying high temperature erosion and the huge power crushed them down. The firepower gathered by thousands of god-level masters was so amazing that it invaded their internal organs and almost cooked their internal organs.
"You idiots... Why don't you take action?" The three Xuanming Ancestors cursed hysterically: "Do you still think that after we die, we will be the masters of our own affairs?"
Outside the military city, thousands of snowfield tribe elders were stunned. Then they screamed at the same time, cut open the veins of their left wrists, and sprinkled their blood essence on the thousands of feet of ice sculptures.
On the ice sculpture, the huge trident released a dazzling light and quickly fell on these tribal elders.
The aura of these tribal elders suddenly increased, and ordinary people in the first and second heavens of the divine realm were quickly raised to the level of the fifth and sixth heavens in the divine realm.
And those who originally had cultivation levels above the fifth level of the divine realm have advanced by leaps and bounds to the first level of the divine realm, and can even compete with the ancestors of Xuan Ming to reach the peak of the divine realm.
Thousands of tribal elders with soaring strength roared at the same time. They waved various staffs with their right hands, and waves of ice roared out, rushing towards the three Xuanming Ancestors who were struggling crazily.
The entire military city shook. Several ancestors of the Moh family squatted in the core of the military city's formations, and activated the overlapping defensive formations in the military city at the right time.
When these Xuanming Ancestors came to attack, these city defense formations were not activated.
But at this moment, the city defense array was fully activated. The super-giant spiritual veins that Yuan Qilin and his tribe had migrated there emitted high-pitched dragon roars underground, and the huge energy of the earth veins was continuously injected into the military city.
The four walls of the entire military city erupted with dazzling divine light at the same time, and a layer of light as thick as an egg shell, several miles thick, enveloped the entire city.
Thousands of cold air waves hit the thick light pillar heavily.
The military city shook violently. This was a joint attack by thousands of gods with soaring strength.
What resisted this attack were the tens of thousands of super giant underground spiritual veins that the Yuan family had migrated over, as well as the giant defensive formations jointly deployed by the Li family, the Moh family and other clans.
The ancestors such as Mo Yun and Mo Wu who were sitting at the hub of the formation shook their bodies, and the skin on their bodies was torn apart. The cracks were like spider webs, and large amounts of blood continued to gush out from the cracks.
Millions of monks from the Wu Kingdom's Tibetan Realm and Life Pond Realm all around roared in unison. They pressed their hands into the flashing runes on the ground and poured their magic power into it at all costs.
The moment the city defense formation was attacked, the light tower suddenly collapsed from several miles thick to over a foot thick, and was about to completely collapse.
At the moment of collapse, the mana of millions of martial monks poured into the formation, and the dim light banner once again erupted with dazzling light. It expanded rapidly from a thickness of more than a foot to several miles thick in the blink of an eye. .
Layers of complex talismans and runes continued to emerge in the light banner, intertwined and intertwined, forming countless illusions of the sun, moon and stars, and countless shadows of mythical beasts and birds rapidly shuttled back and forth in the light banner. It's bizarre and magnificent.
Whether these celestial signs or the phantoms of birds and animals, they are all filled with a trace of strange Taoist charm, which enhances the defense of the light banner to an extreme.
Thousands of tribal elders who were attacking crazily outside the city were stunned, and then they roared in unison: "Sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice... And, attack the city!"
The tribal warriors riding war beasts and war bird mounts shouted in unison. Just now, the six major tribes had attacked the warriors of the small and medium-sized tribes, instantly slaughtering hundreds of thousands of them as sacrifices.
But at this critical moment, they had no time to attack the warriors of those small tribes.
They pulled out their weapons and chopped off the heads of their mounts without hesitation. Accompanied by the shrill roars of beasts and birds, large sheets of hot blood rose into the sky, turning into a sea of blood and gathering towards the ice sculptures. past.
The huge trident on the ice sculpture emits a dazzling cold light, and the faint blue cold light makes a sharp sound through the air, like huge arrows, hitting the city defense formation hard.
With a loud noise, Mo Yun and Mo Wu, who were sitting at the hub of the city's formation, vomited blood, and several Mo family ancestors rolled and fell out.
The millions of Wu Kingdom monks who were responsible for providing mana for the city defense formation were also shocked, and large amounts of blood spurted out from their seven orifices.
The entire city defense formation was penetrated by one blow, and more than a dozen blue light pillars rushed into the military city, rushing towards the three Xuanming Ancestors whose bodies were burned with blisters. A loud explosion was heard, and the thick fire cloud rolling in the sky was violently broken open, and the cold light fell on the three Xuan Ming Ancestors.
Before waiting for any reaction from the three Xuanming Ancestors, Wu Tie once again mobilized the power of Taichu Crown, and once again captured the traces left by the Xuanming Ancestor in the huge, complex, countless variables, and countless possibilities of time. .
Still reaching out and grabbing it.
Thunder light flashed in the palm of his hand.
Among the three Xuanming Ancestors shrouded in cold light, one suddenly roared, his bones shattered inch by inch, and his flesh and blood instantly exploded into blue smoke. Countless rays of lightning erupted from his body out of thin air, blasting his body into shreds of ashes.
In just a snap of his fingers, the Xuan Ming Ancestor completely disappeared into thin air.
Four of the eighteen Xuanming Ancestors have been killed.
The huge counterattack force hit Wu Tie's internal organs and he felt a sharp pain. His body swayed and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
"Retreat!" The two Xuanming Ancestors, who could still move freely, were finally scared. They roared and expressed their demands.
The cold light emitted by the trident suddenly became intense. The two of them, as well as the nine people who were pulled by the Yin and Yang cylinders, a total of eleven Xuan Ming ancestors were pulled out of the army by the divine light of the trident that surged in power after being sacrificed. city.
Wu Tie spat out bloody spit, gritted his teeth and shouted sternly: "Join hands and kill the three trapped by the Five Elements Taoist!"