Chapter 2238: Medicine Clan Ancestral Blood

Between heaven and earth, there was a huge roar that was deafening.

Countless divine lights descended from the sky, pouring down on the mountains below like violent winds and rain.

The giant beasts surrounded the mountains, waving their sharp claws and giant palms, bombarding the light curtain guarding the mountains.

This scene shocked the hearts of cultivators from all directions.

At this moment, there are more than fifty clans taking action, with tens of millions of cultivators. In addition to the prehistoric clan, the scale of this battle is so large that it is extremely rare throughout Pangu history.

This battle will definitely be recorded in history.

And today, they are witnessing history.

"It's been a long time, and the formation is still motionless! This creation formation is really powerful!"

After watching for half a day, the cultivators looked at the formation and were a little amazed.

Under such indiscriminate bombardment, no wave was seen for a long time. The strength of this formation was somewhat beyond their expectations.

Even the ancient cities of various tribes, or top sects such as Yuhua and Wushenshan, their formations are far inferior to this creation formation.

"What a pity. No matter how powerful this formation is, it will still be worn out!"

Then, they shook their heads and sighed.

It has only been half a day now, but if the bombardment continues for another half month, a month, this formation will be worn out sooner or later!

There is no one in the Creation Sect, there is only Tang Shenjun, and more than ten Seven Tribulations from clans such as Jiang Clan, Shi Clan, and Qin Clan. How can they withstand such a powerful force with only this little power.

Once the formation is broken, this battle will be over.

And the Creation Sect must also be removed from Pangu.

"Keep on blasting! Use all your means. Within half a month, I will blast through this formation and level the Gate of Creation!"

In the sky, Master Divine Curse roared.

Soon, the offensives of various tribes escalated and became more fierce.

The cultivators of all races took out various elixirs and swallowed them. Their combat power increased instantly. They launched their attacks with all their strength and continued to bombard them.

"Ancestor worship weapon!"

In the ancient city of the Medicine Clan, the Medicine Master roared, and with a flick of his sleeves, a large bronze cauldron flew out.

The style of this cauldron is simple and clumsy, and the cauldron is filled with blood.

This is not ordinary blood, it is the blood left by the ancestors of their Medicine Clan from all generations. The one who can leave blood in the cauldron is at least the Eight Tribulations Emperor.

This ancient cauldron was also used in the Blood Origin Ceremony to worship ancestors and seek blood.

Whoosh whoosh!

Immediately afterwards, silhouettes came from all directions in the ancient city and surrounded the ancient cauldron. Each of them was an elder from the Six Tribulations. Among them was an old man with white beard and white hair, and a skinny face. The aura exuding from his body was actually Seven tribulations.

And this aura is more powerful than the medicine master, reaching the realm of hundreds of blood.

This person is the ancestor of the Yao Clan!

"I didn't expect that our Medicine Clan would still use this ancestral weapon!"

The ancestor of the Medicine Clan looked at the ancient tripod and sighed.

Unless the clan's survival is at stake, this ancestral weapon is not allowed to be used.

"However, this kid is worth it! If he doesn't die, our Medicine Clan will die! I think the ancestors won't blame us for using this ancestral weapon for him today."

Immediately, his face turned cold, his eyes revealed murderous intent, and he looked at the Creation Mountain below.

This kid named Tang Hao is his medicine clan's biggest enemy. As long as he can be eliminated, it will be worth paying no matter what the cost.

"Ancestor!"

The medicine owner called out, his expression serious.

"I'm here to sacrifice the tripod!"

The ancestor of the Medicine Clan nodded at him, stepped forward, and placed a palm on the cauldron.

Suddenly, the ancient cauldron shook, and the ancestral blood inside immediately boiled.