"Old ancestor, we will help you!"

The elders of the Medicine Clan shouted in unison.

They sat cross-legged, surrounded the ancient cauldron, and continuously penetrated their immortal essence into the ancient cauldron.

The ancient tripod shook violently, and the blood inside became more and more boiling.

boom!

There was a loud bang.

The body of the tripod shook violently, and the ancestral blood inside soared into the sky, turning into a figure, standing above the ancient tripod.

The moment he manifested, a shocking momentum spread out, and the voids in all directions were frozen.

"He Fangxiao, dare to offend my medicine clan!"

This person spoke, his voice was like thunder, shaking the heaven and earth.

"That's... Oh my God! The Medicine Clan has used even the blood of the ancestors!"

When the practitioners from all directions looked at them, they were all shocked.

Most clans have this power of ancestors, but they will never use it until they are absolutely necessary, because every time they are used, part of the ancestral blood inside will be consumed, greatly reducing its power.

The Medicine Clan not only used the ancient city, but also used the blood of the ancestors, and really invested a lot of money.

"It seems that the Medicine Clan hates God Tang very much!"

Some practitioners sighed.

"That's not. Although this medicine clan was not as good as the top tribe like the Jiang clan in the past, he was also famous because of his good alchemy and was admired and lived a very comfortable life. But since the attack on the Lord of Tang, their medicine clan suffered. First, the body of the Holy Son was destroyed, and then the body of the holy lotus that he had finally refined was also destroyed. Several elders in the clan were killed..."

"Later, a hundred race alliance formed and wanted to kill the Lord Tang, but he was repeatedly frustrated. He once became a joke for the world. He was completely lost. If they didn't hate him, who would hate him!"

There will be a way for cultivators to immediately.

In his words, he felt a little sympathy for the medicine clan.

It is indeed miserable that a great clan is often broken into the hands of a young man from the lower realm.

"This time, I see that the medicine clan can finally be proud!"

"This medicine clan is not easy!"

The cultivators sighed, all with sympathy.

"Old ancestor, today we are summoning you to use the power of various generations of ancestors to eliminate the great enemy for our Medicine Clan!" said the ancestor of the Medicine Clan.

"Great enemy? OK!"

The blood man nodded, his eyes drew down, and fell on the mountain range of creation.

"Is it this major formation?"

He murmured, then raised his hand and pressed down.

In an instant, a surging blood light surged out from the ancestral cauldron under him, and rolled into a giant palm covering the sky, holding a terrifying power and slapped down.

This palm is so big that it is unimaginable that the entire mountain of creation is shrouded in it.

The pressure swept away, shaking the cultivators from all directions that their minds were trembling and unable to move.

Many people were even pale and almost couldn't control themselves and fell from the air.

The power of this palm clearly transcends the realm of seven kalpas and reaches the power of eight kalpas.

This palm is equivalent to the attack of an Eight Tribulation Emperor.

boom!

The blood-colored giant palm fell down and slapped on the light curtain, with a shocking sound.

The boundless divine light bloomed, and the glorious world was vast.

"Look, there was a reaction!"

The next moment, a scream rang out.

The cultivators could see clearly that under this palm, the light curtain trembled slightly, and the luster became slightly dimmed.

"Haha! Keep booming! Blast this turtle shell for me!"

The young master of the magic spell laughed loudly.

"We also worship our ancestors!"

In the ancient city of the Night Clan, the Night Master gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly.

He could no longer wait. He wanted to break the formation as soon as possible. With the power of his ancestors, he killed the boy, regain the ancestor armor of their night clan, and avenge Jiuxuan!

With a wave of his hand, a black ancient cauldron flew out.

The elders of the Night Clan rushed over and poured in the immortal priests together, urging them to activate them.

"We also sacrifice!"

At this time, other ethnic groups could no longer sit still.

This time, in order to kill that kid, the ancestral weapons of all races must be used. Only by using the power of the ancestral weapons can they be able to kill that kid.

After killing that kid, how to divide the spoils depends on the efforts of each tribe, so they cannot fall behind.

Even if they can't kill that kid in the end, there is a door of fortune, and the treasures inside are enough for them to divide each tribe.

Soon, shocking blood lights rushed out from the ancient cities of various races, and bloody figures appeared.

These are all incarnations formed by the blood of the ancestors of various tribes, and each of them has the strength of eight kalpas.

Among more than fifty clans, there were more than fifty incarnations like this. They raised their hands, pressed the mountain range below, or pointed out a finger, and then there was a giant palm, and the giant finger appeared and slammed on the light curtain.

Boom boom boom boom!

There are constantly dazzling divine lights explode.

The light curtain continued to tremble.

At this moment, there were more than fifty gods and eight tribulations bombarding the formation together.

In less than half a day, the light curtain became much dimmed significantly.

Seeing this, the cultivators of all races were a little happy. They worked harder to activate the ancestral weapon, and the ordinary people were also continuously bombarding, and the prehistoric clan also surrounded the mountains and continued to bombard.

Under such a bombardment, after five days, the light curtain became dimmer and every bombardment would tremble violently.

"This breaking formation will not last long!"

"Hurry! Blast it through one go!"

The cultivators of all races seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and became more and more excited.
Chapter completed!