Chapter 1744 Chapter 1740: One word turns into resentment, melting down the ladder to control this world

Can only fight?

No way out?

Xu Xiaoshou has never been the kind of person who would risk his life to survive.

Perhaps it has something to do with past experiences. So far, life is still noble in his eyes, especially his own!

He can accept a fight to the death and will not give up even at the last moment.

But Xu Xiaoshou would definitely not accept any fatal battle that could be avoided in advance.

The mind disk swirled slightly, and a ray of thought was thrown into the wave of thought, thrown into Sang Lao's ear, and asked directly:

"How to transcend the ancient war altar?"

Mr. Sang is obviously not a person who talks nonsense:

"Ancestral God!"

He said conclusively:

"Except for the ancestral gods, there is no way to transcend."

"Theoretically, the Ancient War God Platform can engage the Ten Ancestors in an unreserved battle, but it shouldn't be able to withstand the aftermath of the battle for long."

"So if you call yourself an ancestor, you should be able to break the restrictions of the ancient War God Platform. After all, the War Ancestor is just a remnant now."

Mr. Sang never talks nonsense.

But his words are essentially the same as nonsense.

If I want to be able to become a god and proclaim my ancestor, what can I do to break the restrictions of the ancient war altar? Just wipe the throat of all the people I love with a sword. Wouldn’t it smell good?

But all options are gone with just one word!

"I understand."

On top of the Guizhe ruins, Xu Xiaoshou pondered for a long time.

The world in the field of vision gradually faded, and in the end, only Ai Cangsheng was left standing in the southern region, standing amidst the power of the evil god raging in the sky.

He still didn't attack first.

Seeing that Mr. Sang still had no intention of asking him to fish him out in the Dead Sea, Xu Xiaoshou asked:

"What do you need me to do?"

Sang Lao smiled and made a gesture with his hands:

"Alive."

It is clear that the Holy Power cannot be used in the Dead Sea.

Xu Xiaoshou can be an exception, and people in the Five Realms cannot transcend it.

But as soon as Sang Lao made this seal, a drop of colorful black blood suddenly appeared from the center of his eyebrows.

"What's this?"

Feng Zhongzui's eyes widened.

It was indeed a drop of black blood, but it was black with light, and the luster was rippling, appearing colorful.

I’ve been broadening my horizons all day today!

All the "orders" of the past world seem to have no application in front of this group of people.

But yes.

Rules, established for slaves.

For them, these vulgar rules are meant to be broken!

"Festival!"

Sang Lao raised his fingers upward.

The drop of black blood burst into the void, penetrated the Dead Sea, and flew to an unknown place.

"Om..."

The pressure of the Holy Spirit Continent sank.

Everyone in the five regions had this Sanskrit sound of the Buddha's name in their minds, and their souls seemed to be cleansed.

"Again!"

Everyone was shocked.

The belly of the ancestor Zhan surfaced above the water, which was enough to shock people.

After Zhan Zu...

Now what, Buddha?

No, there is no such ancestor among the ten ancestors!

Xu Xiaoshou had no idea what exactly Sang Lao and Sheng Nu wanted to do, and he estimated that if he asked, Sang Lao wouldn't be able to tell.

But all in all, what they want to do at this moment is absolutely inseparable from the purpose of the Holy Slave - freedom!

alive...

I want to live, what about you?

With a thought, Xu Xiaoshou threw away the question again and asked:

"Except alive?"

Sang Lao sacrificed that drop of strange blood, his face was very pale, as if all the strength in his body had been drained.

But he still twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, looking aloof:

"Survive and leave the rest to your master."

…

“Om!!!”

It starts with a soft murmur, then becomes accented!

When Tong Zhanzu surfaced, the sound of the ancient war drums was very different.

After the holy slave sacrificed the drop of black blood sleevelessly, the world only experienced a whisper.

Then it was like a loud bell ringing in the ears, and everyone's eyes turned white from the deep sound, and they almost died from the inside out.

"ah--"

But after hearing this sound, countless spiritual masters from all over the five regions screamed and wailed, covering their heads and shooting out demonic energy from their seven orifices.

Pure magic!

In other words, the breath of the Demon Ancestor's power!

"The Holy Slave has no sleeves. What he sacrifices is a drop of the blood of the ancestors, the blood of the demon ancestors?"

Dead Sea, Fengzhongzui sticks to his heart, but seems a little frightened.

Compared with the illusory and illusory thoughts of the war ancestors, a drop of genuine blood of the ancestor gods can play a huge role in the hands of a knowledgeable spiritual refiner!

Do you understand sleeveless?

If he doesn't understand, there are really not many spiritual refiners in the world who can!

But the fact is that this seems to be a wrong inference, because after the spiritual refiners from all over the five regions were instantly demonized...

"Hum!"

The golden light of Buddha nature swept across.

Everyone who was possessed by the devil all fell silent.

The injuries on their bodies were all healed, as if nothing had happened just now.

"What is this?"

Feng Zhongzui experienced the invasion of demonic energy. Although it could not invade his original mind, he also experienced the caress of the real Buddha's voice.

This is truly a world of ice and fire, as if someone is stabbing someone with a knife on the one hand, and someone is using God's blessing to quickly repair the wound on the other.

The demonic nature is immortal, and the swords that stab people are endless.

The Buddha-nature is constant and the healing power is constant.

"What have I been through!"

"Ahhhhh..."

In just one moment, the people of the five realms fell between demons and Buddhas no less than dozens of times.

And this is just the prelude to the sacrifice of that drop of black blood. When its power is truly revealed, it is...
To be continued...