On the ground where the ancestor of the Yuetong Clan fell, Yan Wuwei's originally old body gradually became younger, and soon turned into a young man in his twenties. At this moment, he seemed to have reached the pinnacle of his life, and his divine power was terrifying.
"Do you really want to resurrect your ancestor?!"
he asked bluntly.
This doubt has been bothering him for millions of years, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels something is wrong.
"yes."
Opposite, Yan You said coldly.
There was a dazzling magic sword suspended above his head, and the strong sword energy flowed one after another, exuding appalling murderous intent. At the same time, the blood mist in the void in all directions was also surging crazily, intertwining around him.
Looking at this scene, everyone showed strange expressions.
"You are indeed controlling them. Isn't this the divine power that resurrects the ancestor of your clan? Why is it controlled by you?"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered.
This blood mist is very strange. Whenever it senses the unique aura of the Yuetong tribe, it will cover it without hesitation and absorb everything from the opponent. Even Yan Wuyue, who has opened the Yuetong divine eye, cannot avoid it. But now, this Yan You can actually make these blood mist act according to his will.
This is not normal!
At this moment, everyone felt something was wrong.
"What the hell are you doing!"
Yan Wuyue said in a deep voice.
He has already opened the Moon Eye, and his talent is astonishing. At this moment, his eyes were shining with blood, and he vaguely seemed to hear roars coming from the blood mist, which seemed to be mixed with deep unwillingness.
"It's just a guide..."
Opposite him, Yan You had no expression on his face.
He looked at the few people and said solemnly: "It can be said that this is also the manifestation of the will of the distant ancestor. The distant ancestor wants you to die!"
"boom!"
The magic sword above his head glowed with strange light, and the pressure was frightening, and he suppressed it with great force.
Just do it!
"If our distant ancestor was still alive, even if he only recovered a trace of his true spirit, he would immediately stop this kind of thing. It is impossible for him to watch his descendants die one by one in order to resurrect him!"
Yan Wuwei Tao.
He intertwined a semicircle on his chest, condensed the threads of Taoism, and suddenly pushed forward.
"boom!"
The violent collision instantly created a series of terrifying hurricanes in this space, sweeping towards the Eight Wastelands. This was a battle between the powerful men from the ninth level of Luo Tian. The power was so terrifying that Jiang Xiaofan and others retreated.
At the same time, outside this bloody land...
"This is another terrifying wave of divine power, which is as powerful as our ancestor. Moreover, this... this seems... seems to belong to my Yuetong Clan too!"
"The ancestor's cultivation is at the ninth level of Luo Tian! Is there still such a person in our clan?"
"I do not know!"
More than a dozen figures stood high in the sky, all with shocked expressions on their faces.
They did not dare to break into the bloody land in front of them, because for the Yuetong tribe, this was not only a holy land, but also a forbidden land. Once they entered it, the outcome was almost certain death!
"Ancestor, he..."
More than a dozen people were shocked and looked straight ahead.
However, although they were looking ahead, they could not clearly see the real scene inside. Because this place is a special place, it is the place where the ancestor of the Yuetong Clan fell, and it can suppress a lot of power.
"Boom!"
Deep in the place where the ancestor fell, two powerful divine lights spread and shook the world.
Yan You's eyes were cold, and he used all his methods to collide with Yu Yan Wuwei. Both of them are powerful beings at the pinnacle of Luo Tian, and they both control unparalleled secrets. The space that has been causing chaos cannot be peaceful.
"As expected, they are all old perverts."
Qin Luo was speechless.
They had retreated far away to avoid being caught by the remnants of the battle between the two.
"After all, living for a million years is an absolute capital."
Cang Mu Hengdao.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
In the void, Yan Wuwei and Yan You kept fighting, colliding thousands of times in the blink of an eye.
"So strong."
Jiang Xiaofan was slightly shocked.
Yan Wuwei broke and then stood up, his cultivation was restored, and his cultivation was even better than before. At this moment, based on pure personal combat power, Yan You was actually not as good as Yan Wuwei, slightly inferior.
"Sure enough, people are not judged by their appearance. This old man who chops wood is so ferocious."
Qin Luo clicked his tongue.
On the other side, Yan Wuyue's brother and sister's expressions changed the most frequently, staring straight at Yan Wuwei.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The two powerful beings of the Luo Tian Ninth Level collided one after another, and even the very solid place where the ancestors fell had cracks, extending like spiders to all sides.
"enough!"
Suddenly, Yan You snorted coldly.
After leaving the body, the strange blood mist finally started to move, like a sea of blood surging, exuding a heart-stopping evil aura, as if a ghost emperor had awakened.
"Full of resentment..."
Jiang Xiaofan frowned.
He has practiced Buddhist scriptures and has the most obvious sense of the aura of evil spirits. In this blood mist, he felt strong resentment, which caused the Buddhist scriptures in his body to involuntarily accelerate, and a thick golden glow rose from the surface of his body.
Next to him, Qin Luo was startled: "Boy, you want to fight? Save it, it's too far."
Jiang Xiaofan: “…”
"Very unusual."
He said solemnly.
At the beginning, the Yuetong tribe members who entered this bloody land did so on their own accord. It stands to reason that they would not have any resentment after their death. But now, this blood mist is clearly filled with extremely shocking unwillingness and hatred.
"boom!"
The divine energy is rolling, the blood and light are intertwined, shaking the whole world.
Yan Wuwei showed a terrifying side, breaking and then standing up. Now he is almost comparable to a figure of the same level as Shang Yaoyuan, infinitely approaching the half-step Holy Heaven realm. Although the blood mist in this bloody land is terrifying, it cannot suppress him. He is like a god of war, and the energy around him is extremely terrifying.
"Yan You, tell me, what is the purpose of doing this!"
he shouted.
By now, he felt more and more something was wrong.
"boom!"
He punched forward, and the light surged, repelling the blood mist, forcing it straight towards Yan You behind, and covering it up with a slap. The scene was extremely terrifying.
"Even if you ask ten thousand times, I still have only one answer. Everything is for our distant ancestors!"
Yan You looked cold.
Threads of blood mist intertwined around him. Even after being defeated, they would regroup in an instant and would not dissipate at all. They contain extremely terrifying power, and if it weren't for Yan Wuwei's amazing cultivation, it would be really difficult to withstand them.
"boom!"
The lights of divine energy are constantly colliding.
Yan Wuwei has a strong cultivation level. Even if he is in the place where his ancestor fell, his terrifying combat power is still enough to suppress Yan You. After all, he was the first person under the ancestor of the Yuetong Clan back then. At this moment, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and the brilliance in his hands was even more astonishing: "Okay, I will suppress you first, I must find out today!"
The doubts in his heart had reached an extreme level, and there was a faint feeling of intense uneasiness.
"It seems that you are also determined to interfere with the return of our distant ancestors and hinder our clan's path to glory." Yan You's eyes became cold, and there was a cold light in his eyes: "No, that's wrong, you have been determined from the beginning. The heart is getting in the way!”
"Buzz!"
The blood mist outside his body surged, and at this moment it actually retreated towards the altar behind him.
Soon, he stood on the altar, with no emotion in his eyes. He was so cold that he said: "Anyone who hinders the return of the distant ancestors is the enemy of the Moon Eye Clan. None of you need to leave here today." Let’s dedicate ourselves to the distant ancestors together and become part of the distant ancestors!”
At this moment, he exuded a dangerous aura.
"Buzz!"
He intertwined his hands, and the whole space couldn't help but tremble.
As soon as this breath came out, Jiang Xiaofan and others suddenly changed their colors, and they all felt the threat of death.
"Boom!"
The space was trembling, and the altar where Yan You was standing opened, and a huge demon soul stood out, as if it was going to reach the sky. As soon as this demon soul came out, the whole world instantly lost its rhythm.
"This is?!"
Looking at this demon soul, Yan Wuwei's color suddenly changed and he became extremely excited in an instant.
"The first... ancestor!"
His voice was trembling.
As soon as the words "ancestor" came out, Jiang Xiaofan and others were shocked.
"This, this, this... is this the real ancestor of the Yuetong Clan? Is this... a holy soul?"
Qin Luo's lips trembled a little.
"It's the ancestor, I feel the breath of the same origin."
Yan Wuyue said in a deep voice.
Here, he has the right to speak more than anyone else, because he is the second person to open the Moon Eye Divine Eye besides the Moon Eye Ancestor. At this moment, the spirit of the ancestor of Yuetong appeared, and his eyes became particularly bright.
"A holy heaven-level soul? They have actually been gathered."
Jiang Xiaofan frowned.
The powerful people of Shengtian are all beings who stand at the top of the pyramid. A single hair of theirs can kill a Luotian King. In their heyday, they were invincible beings that suppressed the evil forces and the eight wastelands. Masters of this level, even if they die with only a ray of soul left, they are definitely invincible existences in the holy world. People of Yaoyuan's level will have to be killed when they come.
"boom!"
The terrifying pressure spread, making everyone unable to breathe.
"Ancestor, you..."
Yan Wuwei was a little excited and stepped forward step by step.
However, at the next moment, the huge demon soul in front of him suddenly moved, and he swung out a palm, as if breaking through the limitations of time and space. In an instant, most of Yan Wuwei's body was shattered, and Luo Tianshen's blood spread all over the void.
Everyone was shocked by such a scene.
Yan Wuwei is a powerful being who is infinitely close to the Half-Step Saint Heaven, but now, he is so vulnerable in the hands of this ray of soul of the Yuetong Ancestor.
"Ancestor, why, you..."
Yan Wuwei shouted.
He was a little disbelieving about this blow. How could the ancestor do something to him
However, the next moment, his whole body trembled violently.
An indifferent voice came from the demon soul's body, cold and ruthless: "The distant ancestor is going to return, and we need your sacrifice."
The owner of this voice is none other than Yan You.
I don't know when, he actually walked into this ray of soul of the ancestor of the Moon Eye Clan, temporarily merged with it, and dominated this ray of holy soul.
Looking at this scene, Jiang Xiaofan and others all changed their expressions.
In the distance, Yan Wuwei's body trembled with anger, and he roared angrily for the first time: "Yan You, what on earth do you want to do, how dare you drive the soul of the distant ancestor like this! You keep claiming that you want to resurrect the distant ancestor, but now you What are you planning to do by blaspheming his old man like this?!"