"Okay, now you and the old man leave, to the place where the old man lives, I will spread the news that Xing'er has been rescued by the old man, little brother, you should change your appearance so that the old man can take you away."
Gu Bodao.
Lu Ming nodded. At this time, he could only choose to trust Gu Bo.
Moreover, with Gu Bo's cultivation base, there is no need to lie to him. He has no hostages in his hands now, and it is easy for Gu Bo to kill him.
Immediately, Lu Ming changed his appearance, changed into a suit of clothes, and followed Gu Bo to fly outside.
Soon, a group of people flew in front of them, and when they saw Gu Xing, they were overjoyed.
"Miss San, are you alright?"
Some people look happy.
"Don't worry, the third lady has been rescued by the old man."
Gu Bodao.
"My lord, I don't know what happened to that boy from outside?"
someone asked.
"That kid has been bombarded to death by the old man, and there is no body left. You can rest assured."
Gu Bodao.
"I see."
The group of people nodded, but when they glanced at Lu Ming, they still showed a hint of suspicion.
However, in front of Gu Bo, they dare not be presumptuous.
Gu Bo is the few remaining veterans of the descendants of the ancient gods, and their seniority is frighteningly high.
The group of people glanced at Lu Ming, and then left one after another.
Lu Ming followed Gu Bo and arrived at Gu Bo's residence without any risk.
For the next time, Lu Ming will stay here, and Gu Bo will secretly contact a trusted expert, and wait for a month to stop the patriarch of the descendant of the ancient god.
Gu Xing, on the other hand, was obviously absent-minded.
Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye.
This day was the day when the descendants of the ancient gods offered sacrifices to their ancestors, and the place was the gathering of eight grains, the place full of flowers of the ancient gods, and that place was the holy land of the ancient gods.
The place where eight grains gather is full of people.
Most of the descendants of the ancient gods have come and gathered at the place where the eight grains gather.
On the cliff to the north, there is a group of people standing.
The leader was a middle-aged burly man with a Chinese character face and a majestic expression. This man was the patriarch of the descendants of the ancient gods, Gu Xing's father, Gu Xiong.
Beside Gu Xiong, stood the Great Elder and some other elders.
"The ancestor worship begins!"
Gu Xiong's voice resounded throughout the audience.
"Welcome to the Altar of the Ancestors."
All the ancient gods shouted in unison.
Then, there were eight strong men with unusually burly figures, carrying an altar, and flew towards this side through the air.
Every time they stepped down the tower, there would be a muffled sound in the void, as if they were walking with a sacred mountain on their shoulders.
This altar, simple and vicissitudes, is full of a sense of time, it is the ancestor altar of the ancient gods.
When the eight strong men carried the altar to the place where the eight grains gathered, the altar emitted a bright light, and runes appeared on it, and then flew into the void and began to grow bigger.
Swish!
With a movement, Gu Xiong flew to the altar and sat cross-legged.
All the descendants of the ancient gods bowed to pay respects to Gu Xiong.
"Today, after today, I will definitely rise. My ancient gods will definitely rise. I hope you don't blame me. Your efforts are worthwhile."
Looking at the thousands of descendants of the ancient gods, Gu Xiong roared inwardly.
He has prepared for today for too long.
Today, he will condense the heart of the ancient god, and he will reproduce the glory of the ancient god.
"Second Elder, Fifth Elder, you all go down!"
At this moment, Gu Xiong's eyes turned to some people on the cliff.
Many of these are elders of the descendants of the ancient gods.
"Are we going down too?"
These elders were taken aback.
According to the usual practice, these elders can just stand on the cliff, and there is no need to go down.
"That's right, let's all go down."
Gu Xiong spoke again, with a more serious tone.
Although these elders were a little puzzled, they did not disobey their orders, and flew to the ground where the eight grains gathered, standing in the sea of flowers of the ancient gods.
Of course, not all the elders flew down, such as the Great Elder, and some others stood there without moving.
Obviously, these people have known about Gu Xiong's plan for a long time, and they are also the ones who support Gu Xiong.
"Where's Xing'er, didn't you come?" Gu Xiong looked at the First Elder.
"Miss San didn't come. During this time, she has been staying with Elder Gu Bo."
The Great Elder reports.
"Really? That's good too!"
A ray of inexplicable brilliance flashed in Gu Xiong's eyes.
In fact, at this moment, Gu Xing has come nearby.
Gu Xing, Lu Ming, Gu Bo, and some people that Gu Bo contacted came to a hidden place in the distance and watched from afar.
"Father, I hope you don't do anything stupid!"
Gu Xing clasped her hands tightly together, very nervous.
At this moment, Gu Xiong started to speak.
"My family of descendants of the ancient gods is the descendants of the ancient gods, with noble blood flowing from their bodies. They were supposed to be the masters of the prehistoric universe, the royal family of the prehistoric universe, but now, they are huddled on top of a small star. , you guys, are you willing?"
Gu Xiong's voice sounded.
"Unwilling!"
"Unwilling!"
The descendants of the ancient gods shouted loudly, their voices overwhelming.
"I'm not willing either."
Gu Xiong roared: "I once swore that in this life, I must lead our clan to glory. For this, I will spare no expense, including my own life. How about you, are you willing to sacrifice your life for the glory of our clan?"
"willing!"
"May the heart be ruined!"
The descendants of the ancient gods roared.
"Okay, since you are all willing, then today is the day when you sacrifice yourself, accomplish our clan, and start the grand formation!"
Gu Xiong shouted loudly, a cold murderous intent suddenly burst out in his eyes.
"Open a big formation!"
The Great Elder and the others also shouted loudly.
Immediately, on the cliff and on the ground where the eight valleys gathered, endless runes filled the air, a mask that completely enveloped the descendants of the ancient gods in the place where the eight valleys gathered.
"How is this going?"
"Patriarch, what are you doing?"
Many descendants of the ancient gods felt that something was wrong and immediately yelled.
But the next moment, a scream rang out.
A mass of blood-colored mist emerged, covering a descendant of the ancient god. The cultivation of this descendant of the ancient god was not high, and his flesh and blood were quickly corroded, turning into a puddle of blood.
"Ah, what's going on?"
"Patriarch, what are you doing?"
Many people yelled.
"Dad..."
In the distance, Gu Xing suddenly collapsed on the ground, as if drained of strength, his eyes were full of disappointment.
"As expected, as expected, rush out to stop them, remember, close the big formation first."
Gu Bo roared and rushed out first.
The others, following Gu Bo, also flew out. Lu Ming mixed with the crowd and flew out together.
"Your sacrifices will bring back the glory of our clan, go with peace of mind!"
Gu Xiong's indifferent voice sounded.
"Ah, you bastard, you bastard, you want to sacrifice us to perfect yourself."
An elder finally saw Gu Xiong's sinister intentions, and immediately roared.