Vol 44 Chapter 4546: 烽天血祭
Heart! When the ancient tomb said nothing about these two words, Nie Tianshuang trembled fiercely, and his heart was shocked.
No wonder, the light of the sect is so important to the whole Tian Tianzong, it turned out to be the heart of the ancient saint.
A heart can exist for so long, even the light is still there, showing the power of the ancient holy.
"The ancient saints, as a sacrifice, continue to protect this world after the fall."
The ancient Mausoleum looked at the light of the ancestral veins in an awe-inspiring manner, and said with deepness: "How can the ancient sages think that the original ancient continents of that year will become the present heavens."
The change of the mainland, the trend of the heavens and the earth, is not the manpower to compete. ”
Nie Tian's eyes were slightly condensed and silent.
"Nie Tian, the next **** sacrifice we have to do is related to the light of the sage."
After a while, the ancient tomb was a lot calmer, looking at Nie Tian, explaining: "The so-called 烽天血祭, is based on the blood, stimulates the light of the sage, resonates with the light of the sage, and enhances the strength of the military."
"The meaning of the Guling predecessors is, do I want to integrate the light of the sage?"
Nie Tian brows up and asks.
"It's not a fusion, it's just a short-lived resonance."
The ancient tomb shook his head and patience explained: "The power of the light of the sage is too strong, and it is not affordable for the general military, and it is even more impossible to integrate."
"The **** sacrifice is just to make you resonate with the light of the sage, so that you can gain strength from the light of the sage."
"But your martial arts are too weak after all, and you can't bear the power of the light of the ancestors for a long time.
When the light of the sect is sensed by your martial arts, it will automatically leave the body. ”
"Ok."
Nie Tian couldn't understand half of it, but she nodded.
"When the light of the sage is combined with your resonance, it will swallow your lifeline, causing irreparable damage."
The ancient mausoleum has no singular gaze, and continues: "In the history of the celestial celestial beings, only two people have performed the blood festival, and at that time their strength was close to the peak of Tianwu."
"Evenly, after the two **** sacrifices, the lifebloods suffered great damage, and soon they died."
Said, the ancient tomb looked at Nie Tian, Shen Shen said: "Your strength is too weak, but your lifeline is far stronger than them, and you have the tenth lifeline, you should be able to withstand the power of the pulse of the pulse."
"Ok."
Nie Tian nodded, and there was no retreat in her eyes.
Even though there is a danger of life-threatening damage, he still has no fear.
At this time, Yan Qicheng came back, followed by more than a dozen priests.
"Oh, the Emperor of the Emperor, the Lord of the Ancient Mausoleum, we are ready."
Yan Qicheng did not say much, said directly.
"Let's get started."
The ancient tomb nodded slightly, with a hint of dignity in his expression.
If it is not the end of life and death, he will never let Nie Tian and the pulse of the ancestral adventure.
Yan Qicheng nodded and said to Nie Tian: "You can sit down at the center of the altar and relax your body. No matter what happens, don't resist, let other things be handed over to us."
"It's working."
Nie Tian smiled lightly and went straight to the center of the altar, sitting cross-legged and sitting, as usual.
Yan Qicheng instructed more than a dozen priests and guards, sitting around Nie Tianpan.
When everyone sat down, Qi Qicheng carefully checked it again and made sure that it was correct. This was a little peace of mind.
"The ancient lord, I am going to start."
Qi Qicheng took a deep breath and looked at the ancient tomb.
The ancient tombs did not understand, and Qi Qicheng was asked at the end, but he did not speak, but focused on nodding.
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"Blood, open!"
晁 承 承 承 承 承 承 承 承 承 承 承 承 承 承 承 承 承 承
In a blink of an eye, in the bloodline, there were countless sharp sharp blades like blood, which were directly stabbed to Nie Tian and others.
"Oh..." Suddenly, the sound of the flesh was split, and Nie Tian and others instantly became riddled with blood and became blood.
However, these wounds are only skin wounds, and they perfectly avoid the key points, completely within the tolerance of Nie Tian and others.
In the bloodline, blood flutters, blood is stirring, such as blood and rain.
The **** sacrifice of the sacred blood is to use the blood of the martial arts as a guide to stimulate the resonance of the light of the sage.
Above the sky, the light of the sages felt the blood, and the light suddenly turned a little brighter and began to move down slowly.
"The blood of the Emperor Huang of the Emperor seems to be different from ordinary people, and it is so easy to evoke the light of the sage."
Yan Qicheng saw this scene, and his heart was amazed and felt incredible.
Originally, he was still worried that Nie Tianxiu was too weak to ignite the light of the ancestral veins. I did not expect it to be so easy.
"Nie Tian's blood and martial arts are far from very comparable, hoping to withstand the oppression of the pulse of the pulse."
The ancient mausoleum has no sorrowful eyes, and there are still some concerns in the heart.
At this time, the light of the sect is already above the bloodline and begins to slowly enter the bloodline.
Nie Tian closed his eyes and was fascinated, but his heart was shocked.
Such close contact with the light of the sage, so that he has a particularly strong feeling of **** movement.
Moreover, the breath of the light of the sage is also extremely shocking. It seems that after tens of millions of years, the light of the ancestral veins still has life.
Soon, the light of the sect of the pulse completely entered the bloodline and directly pressed over the head of Nie Tian.
At this moment, Nie Tian clearly felt that a violent amount of violent violent tempering seemed to rush out of the body.
Nie Tian instinctively wanted to suppress this violent amount of violence, but suddenly thought of Qi Qicheng said, no matter what happens, do not resist, then relax.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a violent blood can rush out of Nie Tian’s body, forming a **** fog that directly envelopes the light of the sage.
At the same time, more than a dozen priests and guards, Qi Qi, opened their eyes, and they knew that the most crucial moment had arrived.
More than a dozen priests and priests at the same time running the lifeline, actually made a horror.
More than a dozen people are determined to be determined, but they are hard to live and take their lives out of the body! Since the lifeblood, this is simply a suicide! The ancient tombs that I watched were unspeakable and unconstrained, but they were not surprised, but could not help but be nervous.
More than a dozen priests and priests, in order to assist Nie Tian to combine the light of the sage, and their means is to use the lifeline as a chain to lock the light of the sage.
In the bloodline, more than a dozen priests and priests condensed their lifebloods, condensed into lifeline chains, and then extended to the light of the sage, firmly locked the light of the sage.
The light of the Zongmai seems to have life. It is obvious that Nie Tian wants to absorb himself. He is actually starting to resist. He wants to escape the bloodshed, but he is chained by a lifeline, and he can’t move.
"Pressure!"
More than a dozen priests and priests, the demeanor, Qi Qi and a low drink, the hands of the life chain lock down the pressure, directly pressed the light of the sage to half into the Nie Tianwu body!
