Chapter 1902 Level 3 Ancestral God
The young man from the Thunder Dragon Clan was extremely wary of that terrifying aura of law.
He understood that once Mo Yinling sensed the irresistible force, she would definitely unleash it without hesitation!
Since ancient times, the ancestral gods have rarely fought each other.
Even if you win, if your opponent is cornered, they will use their Law Talent!
Unless the life level is several levels higher than the opponent's, the victor will inevitably be forced to resort to the laws of nature...
That old man from the Yinling Clan was not at the level of an ancestral god.
But somehow, they forcibly increased the base attributes to tens of billions!
Within their bloodline talent, there was even a trace of the Yang law...
"My lord, why not just kill them outright?" asked a fifth-level god-level Thunder Dragon Clan member.
At this moment, even the fifth-level gods behind the young man of the Thunder Dragon Clan noticed that he seemed unwilling to go all out.
"They've arrived!" the young man from the Thunder Dragon Clan suddenly exclaimed.
"They've arrived?" asked a fifth-level god-level Thunder Dragon Clan member, puzzled.
The young man from the Thunder Dragon Clan opened his palm, and the altar reappeared in his hand.
The next moment, a pale purple light appeared on the altar... not spatial rules, but... spatial laws!
Immediately afterwards, a black hole suddenly appeared in the void.
Amidst the rapid growth, six towering figures are faintly emerging!
They walked side by side, as if in an instant, traversing endless space, from the First Great Domain to the Ninth Great Domain...
They are a Lizard Clan member, a Black Scale Clan member, a White Clan member, a Nine-Headed Clan member, a Blue-Faced Clan member, and a Bloodthirsty Clan member!
They are all Ancestral Gods, Level 1 to Level 3!
Six ancestral gods descended suddenly, their terrifying pressure converging together.
As six gazes turned toward that netherworld realm, *crack*...!
The Netherworld shattered instantly, and the endless sword threads slowly dissipated amidst the swirling flames...
Mo Yinling was revealed, along with the majestic figure of the celestial being.
One of the second-level ancestral gods of the Blue-Faced Clan even possessed a soul-shaking talent in his eyes...
At this moment, the Celestial Being trembled, and the SS-grade amethyst could no longer support him in maintaining the great formation.
The illusory image of the celestial being vanished with a roar. Ye Cang spat out blood, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted instantly.
As the leader of the main force, he suffered a greater impact on his soul, and even with the support of the Undying Ant, his life force was rapidly declining.
"Lu Ling, take everyone away, quickly!" Mo Yinling ordered.
At this moment, an unprecedented anxiety and determination appeared on the old man's face.
At that moment, a white light rose from the old man's body, and his majestic divine form shone like a sun in the void.
The light shone on the collapsing Celestial Array, and also on the remaining hundreds of millions of red and black armored warriors...
It also illuminated the endless alien army ahead, and the seven ancestral gods...
Gradually, it illuminated the entire human realm...
"law!"
As the old man unleashed his aura, the six newly arrived Ancestral Gods were all taken aback.
Even the Green-Faced Clan, filled with apprehension, immediately withdrew their Soul-type talents.
Like the young members of the Thunder Dragon Clan, they too were ordained by Heaven... and came for the rewards bestowed by Heaven.
It's definitely not about using the rules to fight to the death!
"Everyone, only by joining forces can we kill this old Yin spirit!" said the young man from the Thunder Dragon Clan.
That is why he waited here.
"To deal with an old Yin spirit that isn't even at the Ancestral God level, is it too much for you and me to join forces...!"
The third-level ancestral god of the Bai ethnic group spoke, but ultimately did not utter the word "shameful".
The Lizard Clan, the Fire Clan, the White Clan... they were all once on the same side as the Human Clan.
But under the Mandate of Heaven, there is no distinction between factions.
The majesty of destiny cannot be offended... the pressure of destiny cannot be endured...
The rewards from Heaven are far too tempting!
"The two ancestors of the Blazing Sun have said that all the Ancestral God-level beings who participate in the siege of the rebels will receive the blessing of Heaven's Mandate... a drop of Heaven's Mandate Blood!" A second-level Ancestral God of the Lizard Clan said with a smile.
The Bai clan's ancestral god's expression froze instantly: "Blood of Destiny!"
If an ordinary level 5 god obtains it, he only needs to devour it to instantly evolve into an ancestral god!
Even if a level three or lower ancestral god is devoured, it can save billions of years of accumulation.
Even if a fourth or fifth-level ancestral god obtains it... it can be used as a treasure for healing injuries, and in battle, it is equivalent to a second life!
"The third-ranked contributor will receive the blessing of destiny, five drops of destiny blood, and in addition, ten divine artifacts and one ancestral artifact!" The ancestral god of the lizard race spoke again.
The Bai people stared wide-eyed.
He arrived in a hurry and only then learned of these events. In contrast, the other Ancestral God-level beings all remained calm.
It was clearly something they had already obtained.
"Join forces to kill and force out the rebels, and finish this quickly!" The Bai Clan Ancestral God's spirits lifted.
Seven ancestral gods joined forces, not to mention nearly half of the third level...
Even without using the laws of nature, killing Mo Yinling doesn't seem to be a difficult task...
At this moment, Lu Ling, Bai Wei, and the others activated their life spaces.
After bringing important members into the life space.
As for the hundreds of millions of red-armored and black-armored warriors, and the hundreds of millions of corpse demons... the people's life space could barely take away one-third of them.
Lu Ling looked at the remaining red-armored and black-armored figures, the corpse demon... and tears welled up in her eyes again.
"They were all willing to stay and fight to the death."
"Now, how can we stay and wait to die...!"
Bai Wei and Qing Lang both fell silent.
At this moment, the seven ancestral gods, each activating their speed-based talents, were about to rush towards Mo Yinling and seize the first merit...
At the end of nothingness, a powerful aura suddenly appeared.
The seven ancestral gods all instinctively paused and turned around in unison...
"Another third-level ancestral god is coming to steal our credit?"
"Although he is a third-level ancestral god, his aura seems to be stronger than ours!"
"Let them come. With another Level 3 Ancestral God joining the defense against the Law of Yang, we will be safer!"
At this moment, the Yang Laws emanating from Mo Yinling's entire body had reached a boiling point.
Upon sensing that aura, a complex expression suddenly appeared in the old man's eyes... including worry... The Heaven-Defying Zhao Yin has returned!
He was also happy. Mo Yinling had poured everything he had into nurturing his successor, and in the end, the successor had not disappointed him.
Knowing he was doomed, he still stepped inside.
At the same time, Mo Yinling was also very shocked, because the pressure emanating from Zhao Yin at this moment was clearly that of a third-level ancestral god.
He didn't understand. Even if Zhao Yin had a king-level enchanted battle armor, where could he get a third-level ancestral god's corpse?
At this moment, no one could ignore Zhao Yin's aura; it was as if that towering figure was already the center of this void.
Countless alien races, all humans, corpse demons... all looked in that direction.
"Is it Zhao Yin?" Lu Ling's tears rolled down her cheeks.
Although she was extremely familiar with Zhao Yin's aura, he was simply too powerful at this moment!
Lu Ling found it unbelievable.
"It's the boss!"
Qinglang, on the other hand, recognized Zhao Yin immediately.
Blood was still stained on Qinglang's face, and tears were streaming down his face.
Today, along the way, I don't know how many of my former comrades, who were drinking and laughing with each other just yesterday, are now dead before my eyes...
At this moment, Qinglang thought of Xiao Sheng, who was fading away alone into nothingness...
I also remembered that stunningly beautiful figure from the Yin Spirit Clan...
The blue wolf saw with his own eyes a humanoid ghost... that was the Azure Shadow King.
When she died in a sea of fire, Qinglang and Baiwei were busy forming a celestial array to deal with five level-five gods and had no time to spare...
"Boss, why did you come back?"
The figure of the blue wolf charging towards them roared.
"You're back. Didn't they all die in vain?"
