Vol 22 Chapter 1091: ：Blood is coming out [guiling for subscription]
When the Thunder Dragon flew out of the sea, the entire thunderous ocean quickly shrank, as if all the energy had been sucked away by it.
With a thunderous roar, the Super Thunder Dragon rushed straight into the altar!
The language did not move, and it seemed that he did not feel the looming fear above his head.
The black robe swells and splashes the layer of electric light, creating a scorched black.
Shenlong's eyes flashed with sighs, roared, and flew to the edge of the altar. A million bodies stretched out, and the entire altar was entangled and pulled down frantically.
The lifeless altar began to sink again, bit by bit!
The chief of the demon clan took a deep breath and patted the black dragon under him, "Go and help."
The black dragon landed on the surface of the altar, roaring, emitting a black light, and turning into a black mountain range.
The elf stood on the top of the mountain, wearing a huge purple shirt.
Thousands of meters thick, nearly a million feet high, countless tree roots drilled out. Black Mountain and Black Dragon are closely connected.
The figure of the ancient king appeared on the other side, and when he saw Mo Yu, he suddenly roared.
There was a bang, a burst of flesh and bones, and in a blink of an eye, the ancient king's body rose to one hundred thousand feet.
One kick, kick it down!
The altar of the ancestors has slowed down, and has become faster.
The sky and the earth are trembling, the one hundred million and ten thousand souls of the big world, Shanghai raised their heads in horror. Although they don't know what happened, they are still instinctively afraid!
The ancestral spirit roared, "Mo Yu, don't forget who you are? Oppressing me will not do you any good!" In the blood clot, the two silver and green eyeballs began to ooze blood, making the silver and green beams of light and Light blood mixed.
It was pale, but there was blood in an instant, and the whole world, Shanghai, one hundred million, ten thousand infinite creatures, feared from the depths of their souls.
The Thunder Dragon roared, the Black Mountain trembled, the purple shirt swayed, the ancient king roared...better than them, and he couldn't keep calm under this pool of blood.
The only exception is language.
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His face was pale, roaring at the soul of his ancestors, as if he had never heard it before. He pressed his palms on the altar, and the surface of his blood vessels quickly swelled and then burst.
The blood flowed out and blended into the altar. Although there was not much blood, it made him regain his face, pale again, and his eyes dim.
The ancestors on the altar had an earthquake. Through the light, one ancestor stood up, their eyes turned into blood, and they looked at the altar with cold eyes.
Then, scream at the same time!
The wind is wrinkled, bitter, bitter, and desperate. It travels through time and space. From the ancient world that has long since disappeared, it falls on a person's altar, the crystal altar, and instantly becomes clouded, and then large swaths of blood appear.
Because they are the lives that were wiped out by the arrival of Black Mountain on the day before ancient times! The ancestors who were bound by the altar were forced by the power of the contract. They could only worship it and worship it day after day in endless suffering.
But the resentment and anger have never disappeared, but become stronger and stronger over time!
Today, Mo Yu used his own blood to temporarily contract the power of the shield, awakening the will of these undead.
A mouthful of blood spurted out and was jet black, falling on the surface of the altar, exuding countless fishy smells. This is a mental anti-bite will, and he was hit hard.
But only a small part of the language burden, most of it falls under the spiritual clot of the ancestors!
"Ah!" The ancestor's soul cried, and the blood in his eyes turned black at the same time, just like dirty black water flowing into the ditch. It was very terrifying, "Mo Yu, you released the will of the ancestors, the ancestors You will suffer, and eventually you will die!"
Moyu's vision seemed to penetrate the altar, the ancestral spirit's eyes, "Maybe I will die, but you must die in front of me... it's over!"
The Super Thunder Dragon roared, it released the altar, and the one million feet of body instantly turned into thunder, exploding to produce solidified blood clots.
With the roar of thunder, it seemed that Da Lei's laughter could be heard.
Then, a group of people, Altas Town!
The whole big world, Shanghai, seemed to be trembling for a while.
A cloud of dust rose into the sky...turned into a huge shadow...covering everything in the middle. ..
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