Chapter 1149

"Forget it, since you can't lose face, let me start it." A man with a big beard, who looked like an old man, walked out stroking his beard.

"I am an old man, so I will start it for you young people." He said with a righteous face, feeling that he was sacrificing himself to help everyone.

Everyone looked at him, stunned, shocked by his shamelessness.

"Really shameless." The members who refused to surrender cursed in their hearts.

"You said it so movingly, but it's just surrendering to the other side. I dare to say it and do it openly." You Xing also walked out of the team, looking at his words with disdain.

After speaking, he strode over, not hiding his thoughts at all.

Although he also surrendered to the other side, the way he did it was refreshing.

They are both heavyweights, two early Daluo, no matter where they are, they will be valued. Such people, the more the better.

The Shura leader's eyes were all smiling, and he accompanied them personally until their names were integrated into the upper part, and then he was completely at ease.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and the more arrangements given to him by the upper part, the better, especially the high-end combat power.

As long as he signed his name, he would serve the Shura people for generations to come. The families behind him were watching with eager eyes, and everyone wanted more power.

In this way, his contribution would be greater.

Until the end of time, a total of several Daluo came, although the highest one was only in the middle stage of Daluo, he had always envied the peak Daluo. If she came, he would be rich.

Although the other party did not come in the end, he was not disappointed. That kind of person could not be threatened by life and death.

Just these made him smile from ear to ear. At first, he thought there were only a few, but the number was beyond his expectation. Nearly half of the Daluo came. It seems that the ancestor's reputation is far-reaching.

The giant banner slowly began to shrink and returned to his hand again, and then he led a group of people and disappeared directly in the distance.

"Old Xiong, where is Lord Shenniao? Why haven't I seen him these days?" A Da Luo asked beside him. Shenniao used to participate actively in these activities, but he has completely disappeared these days.

"She has something to do. The district has made preparations. Don't worry. The critical moment is coming." Old Xiong looked around. There were only one-third of the people at most now, but most of them had high combat power.

Those with low cultivation could not hold on to the future and surrendered.

He looked into the distance with a worried look, wondering how she was.

Far away from here, Que Niao walked with a man.

Along the way, Que Niao stopped from time to time to observe some places.

"Let's go here." Que Niao flew back and forth in a place and finally chose this place.

"Remember what I told you. If my prediction is correct, the green ball I evolved should appear." Que Niao kept saying. "Don't forget to bring it over then."

"I know, don't worry, my ears are calloused all the way, I will definitely get it done." The young man looked helpless.

It's been three days. He told me again every time he had time. I am at least a late Daluo. How could I forget it in a blink of an eye?

"I'm not afraid that you will forget. My whole life is in your hands. How can I not be careful?" The bird looked at the direction of the old bear for the last time, and then said dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, okay, I know. If you don't hurry up, the ancestor will come. I really can't do anything." The young man spread his hands and said to her.

The bird didn't say anything. She also knew that time was running out and the ancestor might come at any time.

She stayed on the ground, closed her eyes, and was covered with a ball of golden flames all over her body, making it impossible to see inside.

Gradually, the flames burned more and more vigorously. The flames that soared into the sky once reached a height of several feet, and then slowly began to shrink, and the flames also slowly changed from gold to light yellow.

When the flames completely disappeared, there was only a golden egg on the ground, only the size of a bun, slowly sinking and floating underground.

The young man sighed, and didn't know what to do in the future, but he had to do the things that mattered first.

He took out a lot of green liquid and poured it from the place where it disappeared little by little. It lasted for twelve hours. A large amount of liquid fell to the ground and was absorbed by the eggs below. There was no waste at all.

The young man did not go far either. He transformed into his original body and turned into a snake, circling around a tree.

He gathered his breath and lay there quietly, without any breath, as if he was dead.

After the Shura left, all the people huddled there, waiting for the last chance in fear.

Everyone comforted each other and looked at Old Xiong from time to time, hoping to get his further instructions, but Old Xiong and a group of them also stood there silently, waiting for the final result.

For a month, nothing happened in the middle, and everyone looked a little unnatural. These days, every day was torture.

It seemed that the previous threats were just to scare them, and that kind of situation would not happen.

But just when they were worried that they would go down a little bit, they found that the sky of the whole world began to change color.

Everyone could feel the unseeking aura, as if someone was coming.

The mist turned blood red, and a murderous aura solidified in the air.

Some people who were not in a good mood felt as if they were being stared at by a hungry wolf, and they trembled all over. Even a few people with celestial cultivation had fallen to the ground.

Some monsters had to transform back to their original form to resist the invisible pressure in the air.

"He's coming." Old Xiong said to himself, as if he was talking to himself and to others.

This change will only happen when one person arrives.

The ancestor of the Shura clan has arrived.

A blood-colored cloud roared from the sky, covering their heads, and the whole world could feel it.

Suddenly, the blood-colored sky was completely withdrawn, and a familiar figure stood in the air.

The outside of his body was covered with a rich blood color, but there was no trace of breath from his body, just like an ordinary person.

His cold and blood-red eyes looked at everyone below. All the people who were being watched, except Old Xiong, felt like an ancient giant crocodile standing above and grinning at them the moment they were seen.

The whole body seemed to enter a cold world, and the whole person felt frozen.

"Are you going to deal with us rebels?" Old Xiong looked up without fear and said loudly, deliberately emphasizing his voice at the end.

The figure then retracted his gaze and looked at Old Xiong.

The people below were all breathing heavily. In just a few seconds, some people felt exhausted.

A casual glance could give them such a powerful aura, it was too terrifying.

"Haha, no matter what, you are all my test subjects, so you will continue to be my test subjects from now on." He did not come up to show his power to those people. His voice sounded good and he seemed to want to let them go.

But before he finished speaking, he waved his hand and a soil-colored pocket appeared in the air. It was not conspicuous, but there was a very terrifying suction inside.

All the people below were sucked in without reacting.

No matter who it was, when they approached the front of the pocket, they all turned into miniature forms and became a little man.

The Golden Immortals who used to be high above, like unarmed mortals, surrendered without resistance.

Only the Shura below could barely resist a little, but the early ones had begun to lose control of their steps and moved towards that side little by little.

For a quarter of an hour, except for Old Xiong, there was no one in the entire area, including the Daluo who was next to him before.

No matter who it was, they didn't last long and were all sucked in.

But Old Xiong couldn't feel the wind, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Everyone disappeared in front of him, leaving only an empty space.

He ignored Old Xiong and stretched out his hand. The whole world sent a will, so that people who were wandering outside, as long as there were signs of life, would find themselves here in the next second.

Looking at the terrifying figure above his head, although he had never seen it before, looking at the power, who else could it be except the ancestor.

"Ancestor, I am willing to surrender and give me a chance to reform." Some ninjas knelt down and begged upwards.

I hope the other party will give them a way out, even if they are puppets.

And a snake in the distance, after feeling the will of the world, the entire snake skin began to slowly crack, and the breath that was originally faint was now not felt at all.

Even if you see it with your own eyes, he is just a dead snake.

When the ancestor heard what those people said, a trace of sarcasm appeared on his lips. He didn't say much. These ants didn't even talk to him. An invisible barrier appeared around this area.

A few people who reacted quickly ran away again when they found something wrong. They felt that they were about to successfully escape to the woods in front.

In this case, the ancestor might not catch him alone.

The joy of escaping and ascending to heaven had not yet appeared on his face, and he felt that he hit a wall, and the whole person fell to the ground dizzy.

Unwilling to give up, he got up again, but found that there was a light curtain flashing in front of him. Looking back, he saw that the whole circle around was full of such things. Knowing that he couldn't escape, he was paralyzed on the ground in despair.

Now everyone has been trapped here by the ancestor.

"Old Xiong, save us, we are willing to turn evil and surrender." Some people cried and asked for help from Old Xiong on the side, wanting Old Xiong to say good things for them.

Seeing that Old Xiong ignored them, some people felt that their lives were hopeless and began to scold Old Xiong, saying that she didn't save them and didn't accompany them.

The ugliness of life is fully reflected here.

The ancestor did not care about what these people thought, and threw a transparent crystal ball in his hand.

As soon as it appeared, it shot straight into the sky, and turned directly into a small dot and disappeared in the eyes of the people below.

But Old Xiong knew that the crystal ball went directly into the eyes of the sky.

Thinking of their fate next, a trace of sadness leaked from Old Xiong's eyes. He couldn't control his own fate, so how could he ask others.

Some people below saw the look in Old Xiong's eyes and couldn't help but panic. Is there really no way out?

Everyone knew that it was a moment of life and death, and some people began to kneel and beg Old Xiong to help them plead again.

Most of the people knelt on the ground and cried loudly, and kept begging Old Xiong to help, completely forgetting that some of them were still scolding Old Xiong the moment before.

Old Xiong simply turned his head and stopped looking at them.

Before they could despair for too long, the crystal ball flew down from the sky again.

At this time, a thick layer of powder mist had lingered all over its body, and even the originally transparent color had turned into dark purple.

The ancestor pointed casually, and the crystal ball began to rush forward quickly. It suddenly exploded halfway and turned into thousands of small beads that flew down.

Each ball is aimed at everyone's forehead, no matter how the other party avoids it or activates protection, even if their face is pressed underneath.

The beads are accurately placed on the forehead and then fixed on it.

Wisps of purple mist slowly began to penetrate from it, and everyone began to cry and howl, rolling on the ground in pain, as if they were in unbearable pain.

Many people frantically wanted to take it off, but the thing was connected to the skull and couldn't be taken off no matter what.

Each face became bloody and bloody, and one even had his eyeballs plucked out.

Some people, unable to bear the pain, simply commit suicide to escape the pain.

Even Elder Xiong couldn't bear to see this scene, but the ancestor had no expression on his face and didn't feel cruel at all. He had already become accustomed to it.

Soon, a different change had taken place. The ball on the top of his head had completely disappeared, as if it had merged into his head.

The man's eyes had turned from black to purple. After he stood up, he stood there blankly, motionless.

Then, a person stopped struggling, stood up and stood there with his head lowered.

In the end, there were people like this in front of Mr. Xiong. Some of them were still bleeding, but they seemed to be unconscious.

"How about my puppets? All their memories have been erased. As long as I give an order, they will follow my order and die."

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the ancestor's mouth, feeling satisfied with his work.

"Hmph, you cruel guy is going to die a good death sooner or later." Mr. Xiong was not afraid of him, even though the other party could easily kill him now.

"You don't need to worry about this. Even a saint can't take my life." If the sea of ​​blood does not dry up, he will be invincible. He dares to compete with the saint in the sea of ​​blood.

Of course, he would not mess with them foolishly or make them anxious. No matter how big the sea of ​​blood was, it would be his own death.

"How do you think I'll deal with you?" He was really reluctant to kill this white bear. She had super rare blood, and I'm afraid there was no other in the world.

But he couldn't let her stay here anymore, and he couldn't transform him, so he had to trap her first.

I need to transform this place and collect all these puppets in another magic weapon.

The only living beings in this dimension now are the two of them.

I couldn't remember it for a moment, so I simply didn't care about her first, and started to transform this space right in front of her.

He closed his eyes and began to wave his hands, and little rays of light continued to shoot out from his fingers.

Those rays of light fell into the ground little by little, and mountain peaks rose from the ground, some high and some low.

At the same time, a ray of light fell from the sky and lingered for a long time, moving back and forth on the ground.

This world is full of violent power, moving back and forth everywhere, as if it is doing something intentionally.

These scenes dazzled Elder Xiong. Being able to see her ancestor take action and transform this space with her own hands touched her greatly.

"Haha." The ancestor looked at Mr. Xiong's surprised look and smiled proudly. There is nothing better than being impressed.

When the light beam in the sky disappeared, two red rays suddenly shot out from the ancestor's eyes, directly heading towards the eyes in the sky.

The two rays of light hit his eyes at the same time, and the pupil in the middle of the sky exploded.

A thick and suffocating purple air came out of the float, and soon covered the sky and the sun. The entire sky was covered by this purple air.

The ancestor also flew into the sky, and the clothes on his body moved automatically without any wind, and a terrifying reality emerged from him.

The whole person first stopped in mid-air, and his hands quickly described mysterious characters in the sky. They all floated beside him, and soon the secrets around him blocked his figure.

"disease", "beam", "close" and "open".

A series of short sounds came out of his mouth so quickly that Mr. Xiong didn't even understand them clearly, and they completely turned into one sound.

The humming sound resounded throughout the sky, and all the men including Xiong Laoman were covered by the sound, and could not hear anything else.

Mr. Xiong only saw that bright light began to emerge from his body, and the originally chaotic energy began to return uniformly in their respective directions.

Among them, the peaks closest to you have the most places.

Amidst the maniacal laughter of the ancestor, he stretched out a palm, which seemed to be shining brightly, and then began to slowly tighten it.

Xiong Laozhi felt that the whole world was shaking. In the distance, an endless mountain range began to appear.

As his palms tightened, the entire mountain range slowly began to grow taller, as if he was forcibly pinching it higher.

Finally, when he clenched his fist, a mountain range appeared surrounding the world.

Such a miraculous masterpiece really opened her eyes. It turned out that some things could be done like this, and her state of mind improved a little without realizing it.

This realization almost made me think that I was going to break through, but I knew that even if I was showing this to myself, I would not be able to break through and step into the realm of quasi-sage.

This not only requires opportunity, but also requires one's own epiphany.

Elder Xiong knew that the other party was specifically showing it to her at this time, but she was not easily convinced. She still had her own goals, and she also wanted to become a saint in heaven and earth.

I will never compromise.

Waiting for the ancestor to build the general framework, looking at the expressionless old man Xiong, he knew that his plan had failed, but he didn't care, knowing that the other party couldn't be that simple.

He had plenty of time to waste with her. He had just thought of where to put her and locked her up for tens of thousands of years to temper her temper. He would talk about it later.

A black palace was thrown out by him and fell to the ground with a bang. The door of the hall opened automatically.

Old Xiong looked at the ancestor and knew what he meant. He would not have the chance to see his ability next, so he walked in with a trace of regret.