The Magus Era

Chapter 663: sacrifice

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"No!" Tu Zhengyi let out an unbelievable roar. With a wave of his hand, another hundred Tu clan ancestors jumped off the city wall.

He couldn't accept this result, so he needed to take pictures of more tribesmen to prove one thing. Not to the once respectful Elder Tianji, but to prove something to Ji Hao, Xiang Siwen Ming, and others who can definitely control the fate of the indigenous people in the world.

He wants to prove that without Elder Tianji, these indigenous forces are still strong.

The strength of the clansmen will be Tu Zhengyi's most powerful bargaining chip. No matter what Panxi's world will become in the future, as long as the clansmen are still in his hands, Tu Zhengyi will definitely be superior.

As for Elder Tianji... Tu Zheng glanced at Elder Tianji coldly, sneered and turned away without saying a word. Everyone wants to be the only one, the one with the most power and irreplaceable power. This person, Elder Tianji, can do it, why can't others do it

The fusion of the two worlds and the invasion of humans and aliens have caused not only physical disasters to Panxi's world, but also psychological changes to the indigenous groups that have been operating according to an ancient rule for countless years. Upheaval.

A hundred Tu tribe ancestors jumped off the city wall. They formed a square formation and strode towards the Jia tribe warriors in front without saying a word.

The earth-yellow light on the city wall was like a flood, but it had no great impact on these Tu ethnic ancestors. Under the powerful gravity field of the Fallen Jueyuan Battle Castle, only these Tu clan ancestors can exert their strongest combat effectiveness 100%.

The same hundred Jia warriors shouted loudly and formed a formation to greet them.

Even if you lose the blessing of the power of heaven, even if you are on the battlefield chosen by the enemy, even if you are trapped in a gravity field that is not conducive to your performance, even if you are always under terrible gravity pressure, and your speed and strength have been reduced by more than ten times, these The arrogant Jia warriors are still fearless.

If the enemy dares to fight, then chop them into pieces, no matter how many there are!

This is the confidence that the Jia warriors have accumulated during the long battle. They were too lazy to think about the machinations played by the superior Yu clan nobles. They only knew that the shield in their left hand, the weapon in their right hand, and the armor on their body were enough.

Conspiracies and so on, compared to the Jia tribe warriors who may have much less brain matter than the dragon tribe, they ignore all conspiracies and conspiracies.

"The Tu Ancestor is on top!" One hundred Tu ancestors roared loudly, praying for the protection of their legendary ancestors who created their clan. They have come into contact with a trace of the law of the Great Dao, but in the Fallen Abyss, they cannot rely on the power of the Great Dao and can only rely on the purest physical strength and the earth magic power obtained through hard training to fight!

Perhaps, and the weapons in their hands.

Any ancestral spirit will have at least one holy weapon inherited from ancient times. A holy weapon born with magical powers.

In the Fallen Abyss, these holy weapons cannot exert all kinds of magical powers like in the outside world, but at least these holy weapons are heavy enough, strong enough and sharp enough. In Panxi's world, these are the top divine weapons.

In just a few breaths, a hundred Tu tribe ancestor spirits and a hundred Jia tribe elites collided fiercely.

He didn’t use any magical powers—in the Fallen Abyss, casting spells would most likely waste mana in vain, but it would probably not kill a mouse. The pure physical power drove the weapon in his hand to slash at the enemy, and the most primitive and pure physical power exploded instantly.

The weapons of the two sides collided together. Without the interference of the laws of heaven, the weapons of both sides collided fiercely based on their respective qualities.

The sound of 'clicking' was endless. In the horrified eyes of the Tu tribe ancestors, the weapons in their hands were hacked by the weapons of the Jia tribe warriors, leaving deep cracks. Some of the lower quality holy weapons were directly killed by the enemy. The weapon was smashed to pieces or split into two pieces.

Dozens of Tu tribe ancestors whose weapons were destroyed vomited blood and fell back, but they could not take two steps back. The Jia tribe warriors with extremely exquisite combat skills strode forward and caught up with them like a whirlwind, and the heavy and sharp weapons were fiercely engulfed. It hit their bodies and brought up a large amount of blood.

"Kill!" The Jia Clan warriors roared in a low voice. Their bodies were gushing with heat and sweat, like a group of evil ghosts from hell waving their weapons, ruthlessly chopping a hundred Tu Clan ancestral spirits into pieces.

They wanted to vent the violent flames in their hearts and show off their martial arts, so they cut off a hundred heads and patiently created a rather spectacular spectacle in Beijing. A warrior leader of the Jia tribe who went out to fight stroked a wound on his face that was as deep as the bone, and raised his weapon in the direction of the battle fort: "My tribe is invincible!"

With a hint of religious sanctity and solemnity, the Jia warriors raised their hands proudly, showing off to Ji Hao and the others the blood dripping from their hands and bodies.

They were not completely unscathed and could not use magical powers and secret techniques. They relied solely on physical strength to fight, and the powerful gravity field weakened most of their combat effectiveness. These Jia warriors also suffered varying degrees of severity when facing the tyrannical Tu clan ancestors. of injury.

Several Jia warriors had their arms chopped off and their chests and abdomen split open, but they still stood there proudly. The flesh and blood on their bodies squirmed, and their injuries were completely healed in just a few breaths under the disbelieving eyes of the Tu tribe in Panxi World.

"Impossible!" Tu Zheng screamed at the top of his lungs: "How can their weapons be so strong?"

Ji Hao narrowed his eyes. This was because the origin of Panxi's world was not strong enough. Both were divine weapons created by heaven and earth. The holy weapons bred in Panxi's world were much weaker than those of the same level in Pangu's world. The weapons in the hands of these Jia clan elites who participated in the gambling battle looked very extraordinary at first glance, but they were all weapons of the holy weapon level of heaven and earth.

Before Elder Tianji could speak, in addition to the Tu tribe, the ancestral spirit elders of more than a dozen major ethnic groups such as the Wood tribe, the Jin tribe, the Fire tribe, the Shui tribe, the Kong tribe, and the Wind tribe gave orders. More than a thousand ancestral spirits jumped off the city wall and silently He launched the charge silently.

Yemosu happily sent out his force to kill the indigenous ancestors who came out of the city to fight one by one.

The blood covered the dark earth of the Fallen Abyss, and was quickly absorbed by the dry earth. Every drop of blood of these ancestral spirits contains huge and pure five elements of energy. Because of their deaths, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Fallen Abyss has become much richer.

Seeing the death of many ancestral spirits, Elder Tianji screamed in great pain: "That's enough! Do you want to destroy the foundation of our clan? If our world really collapses, without the Flower of Heaven, there will still be no one in our clan. Can a new ancestral spirit be born?”

"For our people, save some energy. If you want to prove something because of me..."

"It's better for me to sacrifice!" Elder Tianji took a step forward and was in front of Yemo Su in an instant. He shouted sternly: "In Panxi world, Elder Tianji, who holds the destiny of Tianji, is here. Who is going to kill me?"

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