In the void, the altar base formed a flower of the other side of the shore carved like rubies. (《》)

They are bright red and are born with a misty temperament. Each flower on the other side forms its own world, so illusory that it is difficult to describe. When the flower spikes tremble slightly, they work together to support the five altars above.

If you climb up the steps, this is the base, you can walk on the flowers, bathe in the divine blood, and feel the murderous intent.

That's right, it's just a murderous intent, although it's extremely primitive, but extremely sharp.

When the bright red flowers become full, they eject the original evil spirit from the flowers and leaves.

It feels like hundreds of millions of small beasts are crawling, ready to pounce on them and bite them at any time. The flower spikes are like streamers, sucking blood energy, and suddenly they leave their innate ethereal temperament when they are born, becoming particularly cruel. The blood energy remaining around the altar is swallowed by them.

Only Morgans would use such a fierce thing to cast an altar.

This is not a red shore flower, but a bloodthirsty flower. Their existence is extremely dangerous. No matter who wants to climb to the altar, you must pass through the stairs composed of delicate flowers.

Only the real strong can intimidate this flower and suppress it, so as to climb the steps. Otherwise, what you will go will be a dead end, making people splatter blood on the spot, contributing flesh and blood to the altar and becoming a sacrifice.

Equatorial wind felt the state of the altar at this moment and sighed: "Ah! What a pity, only five and a half layers were built, these bloodthirsty mad flowers were still very tender and had not fully grown up."

The throne under Xuanyuan Nanxing was raised a lot, and was the main seat in the center of the altar. The vast blood energy collided and formed a blood cloud above the altar. Energy laws formed on the ground under his feet, and precious light flowed. Blood-colored inscriptions appeared in the sky, as if they wanted to protrude out of the void, fully highlighting the momentum of vitality, which was magical and unparalleled. (Sacred Hall)

When the number of bloodthirsty flowers at the altar base was endless, the aura of the altar became more and more mysterious, as if it would hide into the void at any time.

"This is, is this the invisible ability of the Great Saint King Worm?" Equator Feng exclaimed. When exploring the center of the altar, he appreciated the peerless style of the nine-layer altar, but did not see any layer that could transform the Zerg's abilities. This change was unexpected and was not within the scope of understanding.

"Did it be that some unknown change occurred during the altar's blood energy absorption? What about Nanxing? Why hasn't he come back yet?" Equatorial wind had a different feeling with the key connection between Xuanyuan Nanxing with the sword of Desolation. The intuition of the altar is related to Xuanyuan Nanxing.

At this moment, a trace of golden light emerged from the center of the altar's main control center, slowly forming a golden figure. From the back alone, it seemed like a Morgan War Emperor coming, and it was like a virtual sacrificial emperor created by the Ghost Face of the War Emperor. When the figure turned around, it was a human face.

"Okay, I finally forced out all these pulse signals." The golden figure breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the ball of black light that was tightly grasped in his hand. He suppressed it with force to prevent the black light from flying out of his hand.

This black light is powerful and powerful, and she doesn't want to be destroyed. She struggles with all her strength. However, the golden light gathers with her hand to borrow the power of the altar, layer by layer of treasure light gathers, intertwines into a unique world, seals together with golden figures, blocking all the possibility of escape.

"Humans, don't be proud. Only the Morgan tribe is the master of the Milky Way. Our tribe reproduces at the other end of the starry sky. In the future..." Hei Guang wanted to say something, but the memory fragments were broken. In addition, Xuanyuan Nanxing suppressed him with force and wanted to smash it, but his voice came to an abrupt end.

"boom!"

The black light exploded, turning into billions of black thorns, and shot outwards.

"It's now, destroy." The golden figure heard the voice of Xuanyuan Nanxing, and then the entire golden body collapsed, emitting endless golden lightning, chasing every black thorn without any breath remaining. It would easily pollute the altar and the hidden dangers would continue.

"Boom, rumble, rumble!"

The space formed by shattering is trembling, and the power of the explosion is almost impossible to withstand the power of explosion.

This is not a real explosion, it is just a virtual scene that evolved within the rules of the altar. However, the effect is not different. All the black thorns that differentiate from the black light are destroyed by the golden light, and even the last trace of remains is roasted by the golden light and disappears forever in the altar.

"Is it over? It seems that centuries have passed." Xuanyuan Nanxing reunited into a golden body, and looked in a daze. He recalled the hardships he had put in to find the Morgan pulse signal. He was afraid and a little relieved.

After all, the altar was designed and developed by the Morgans. The reason why the equatorial wind could not eliminate the residual pulse signals was because the Morgans were very familiar with the altar. This familiarity has been settled in a long period of time and has turned into an instinct. It is no wonder that the War Emperor Ghost Face said that the altar is a memorial monument and a large tomb. The real tribute to the Morgans who once reached the top was very sad.

There were indeed several old ghosts in this very broken altar that were originally built, and after death, they still influenced the world in a specific way. It would be fine if the Morgans inherited the altar, but a foreign priest appeared and came to inherit the altar. It would be strange if they didn't come out to do anything!

Deep in the altar, Xuanyuan Nanxing also acts in pulse mode and fights in different ancient scenes. On the way, he encountered many powerful Morgan tribes, some are generous, some are gloomy, and some are unruly, and they set off hundreds of years of war to find their own way.

I never expected that I wanted to eliminate the hidden dangers of the altar but it evolved into a spiritual trial. Originally, entering the secret realm was to hone myself, and since I had such an opportunity, I would not let it go.

Competing with many Morgan masters has allowed the combat experience to steadily improve. The initial path was not difficult to follow, but the Morgan clan strongman recorded in the altar originated from the strongest period of this race. There were so many amazing figures born, with the extreme power, shaking the sky and earth, and the power was imposing in the world.

He lost, Xuanyuan Nanxing was defeated, and in the final arena, he lost a total of 367 games.

The further you go to the back, the more complex the failures are. Fortunately, every time you win in the front, you get a little treasure light, which is counted as points. Although the deduction rate after failure is very high, as long as you maintain ten games and nine games, you will not be cleared by the altar. Xuanyuan Nanxing's winning rate is higher than this number.

Morgans have pride and will not rush to the scene, so they "enter" the visitors in the form of a ring. Or the priesthood of Xuanyuan Nanxing plays a role, even if they know that he is a foreigner, they leave a glimmer of hope. Or the Morgan dead ghost is too lonely and wants to fight on stage.

I don’t know how many games I have fought, but only the defeat is kept in my heart. I crush it when I rest. When I encounter strong people, I will be strong and never give up.

After experiencing cruel fighting, every time he punched, he seemed to be conditioned reflex, invincible, empty and quiet, and was able to receive and receive. Xuanyuan Nanxing suffered hard with his pure fighting spirit, and finally defeated all the Morgan strong men recorded in the altar and received preliminary recognition from the altar.

This victory made him powerful, and even with the blessing of golden light, he achieved the virtual golden body of Morgan War Emperor. It was also because of his unremitting persistence that forced the high priest Miaojue, the Blood Totem War Emperor Li Potian, and the Ghost Totem War Emperor became a Rising Heaven and had to appear to consolidate his authority and seek survival against the heavens.

Things will be much simpler after that, and a big battle will be fought and a crazy pursuit.

The past will eventually pass away. When the marks of the three top Morgan masters were erased, Xuanyuan Nanxing turned his mind and felt that his mind was infinitely clear. He had never felt this way. His spiritual power was flawless and crystal clear. The pure fighting spirit tempered from the body of the priest became stronger and stronger. After savoring it, it actually condensed the combat experience of countless Morgan masters and the fighting spirit of the passing.

This is a great inheritance. The knowledge mastered by the high priest Miaojue during his lifetime slowly returned to his position and turned into the blood-energy law on the altar. Xuanyuan Nanxing has the key to sinking, and his authority is enough to understand the secrets of the altar, and he suddenly feels enlightened. The title badge releases dazzling brilliance.

At this moment, two golden avenues seem to be generated under your feet, one is the road to the High Priest Morgan and the other is the road to the King of Morgan. When the two golden avenues complement each other and gather together, the peerless way of sacrifice to the Emperor is condensed.

"Hiss, this is an opportunity to become the Emperor of Sacrifice." Xuanyuan Nanxing was in a state of great excitement, and did not expect to erase the solid marks left by the three Morgan strong men in the altar, and there were such benefits. However, he quickly left the joy and shook his head with a wry smile, because this was not his way.

"Nanxing, what are you still thinking? Accept the inheritance quickly, that is the Morgan Sacrifice Emperor." The Equatorial Wind could not wait, and the Sword of Destruction also trembled, as if he wanted to witness a miracle.

"I am the Great Emperor of Humanity, and I can learn from the path of sacrifice to the emperor, but I cannot completely imitate it." Xuanyuan Nanxing took a deep breath and said, "There has not been a peerless master of human beings yet, but I have taken a different approach to develop a source space. This is the crystallization of dozens of generations. I don't want to give up, and I hope to walk out of the peerless path of human beings. The Morgan tribe uses his strength to prove the truth, and his talent accounts for a large proportion. It seems that there is a golden road leading to the peerless emperor under his feet, but it is the moon in the mirror and the flowers in the water. If I really follow it, what will I become? Am I still the presiding judge?"

"Oh, idiot, no matter whether he is the presiding judge? With your foundation and wisdom, plus the authority given by the key to sinking, becoming the priest is just around the corner. You also said that without human success, the three tribes of Berner are now fighting, and the interstellar situation is so unstable, and it is just a need for powerful people to turn the tide. Do you have to piss me to death?" Equatorial Wind said it was not unreasonable, this is a complete inheritance.

"No, if you are about to take a wrong step, you will be doomed. Even if you can become the Morgan Sacrifice Emperor, the path I have taken may not be passed on to others. The source space is definitely the source of human beings and needs to be developed and utilized. Therefore, I decided to use the Sword of Destruction to evolve the void universe in my body and seek the ultimate of the source space." Xuanyuan Nanxing looked firm, but he also had his reason. After all, it was the Morgan's path, and it involved racial potential, which may not be consistent with human beings.

"Evolution of the void universe?" Equatorial wind fell silent. He began to analyze the pros and cons, and finally felt lost: "Okay, just follow the path you chose, and maybe you can create a brilliant era for mankind. However, your way is sublimation, not star judgment."

"It's not Star Judgment, what is that?" Xuanyuan Nanxing was leisurely and thoughtful.
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