"Let's go quickly." The ancestor Huoli shouted, then his fists rushed forward, forming a hot torrent outside the altar.

The ancestor Juntian reacted faster, and had already stacked an infinite palm shadow, manifested in the void, blocking the force field opposite to sweep across. Xuanyuan Nanxing was not idle either, shouting loudly, turning the altar to release the treasure light.

The God of War Bernaud created a firework, which was colorful, silent, cold and in a flash of beauty.

Only faint waves are transmitted in the void, refracted into the mind, forming a sound-like feeling. In fact, it is always silent, and there is no medium to transmit vibration, so it cannot form sound waves.

There was no sound outside, but there was a sound on the altar.

When the light of the force field shines overwhelms, there is power to penetrate from the air, causing the gas environment on the platform to be affected. Ordinary oxygen becomes ozone after impact. Xuanyuan Nanxing and the two ancestors blew blood and suffered heavy injuries.

The altar has super defenses and is so devastated that you can imagine how powerful the power of the power field blooms is.

This is the first time that Xuanyuan Nanxing has truly "experienced" the style of Bernard's God of War. The Bernard's God of War he met in the past was only the last place, and it is not comparable to the top-ranked Bernard's God of War. What's more, some ancient Bernard's God of War self-banned and are ready to suppress their fortunes at critical moments. Their strength is unfathomable, and few people can bear the power that burst out at all costs.

After all, human civilization has been on the interstellar stage too short. Even if we have some trump cards in our hands, it is not as good as the old forces like the Bernard tribe. Even the understanding of the title badge of the Bernards has stopped below the God of War and cannot analyze the enemy's supreme existence.

At this moment, the ancient corpse suddenly burst out with a hundred times stronger because of the altar infused with blood and the influence of Morgan's will. Therefore, there was a super shocking scene. Even the altar that avoided dozens of kilometers was impacted, causing the three of them to vomit blood and feel listless.

"This, isn't this a nightmare?" Old Ancestor Huoli stood blankly on the stage. (")

Looking back, the entire void showed a terrifying scene. I don’t know how many insect shells were shattered, and how many insect blood was sprayed into the void. It was like overturning the shelves, and all the bottles and jars on it were smashed down, which caught people off guard.

In an instant, a sea of ​​blood formed, and the waves surged towards the altar.

Xuanyuan Nanxing has realized that it was a good thing done by the King of War's Ghost Face. He burned the potential and residual fighting spirit of the ancient war god at once. After the force field brushed past, the ancient war god had no left, and turned into a pool of bright red blood, blending with the sea of ​​blood.

"Two, don't be attracted by the tragic scene in front of you. If you cannot settle some sudden thoughts on the altar, most of us will become the altar's weapons to deal with insects, throw them outside at will, and use self-destruction to clean up the insect soldiers." Xuanyuan Nanxing smiled bitterly. He never expected that after the combination of the King of War's face and the ghost face of the altar, he slowly regained a trace of consciousness and became a peerless weapon.

Although this consciousness is a little ignorant, it does not mean ignorance. It is not subject to rule and quietly bypasses the equatorial wind.

Especially after the Sword of Destruction used the Invincible Sword Light of the Great Expiration, Equatorial Wind had to divert his attention to help the sword body recover. The consciousness generated by the War Emperor Ghost Face became popular and firmly grasped the altar.

This thought regards Xuanyuan Nanxing and the other two as puppets. If the ancestor Juntian had not taken out the ancient war god of Bernard in time, it would have made the ghost face of the War Emperor feel more useful and more matched with the altar, I am afraid it would have secretly thrown Xuanyuan Nanxing and the other two out, and dye the void blood.

Blood, insect blood!

The altar is hungry and thirsty from the inside out. It never knows satisfaction. It wants to break all the black worms and get all the blood of the insects.

In this way, it was a lucky thing. The three of Bernard's ancient war gods suffered, and Xuanyuan Nanxing had insight into the hidden dangers on the altar. He immediately inserted the Sword of Destruction in front of him, and black sword energy rushed towards the wall, trying to suppress the Ghost Face of the War Emperor.

This kind of change taught Xuanyuan Nanxing a lesson. After all, other people's things belong to others. Even if they fall into their own hands, it does not mean that they have complete possession. Maybe there will be changes at any time, which will put your life at risk. (")

From a distance, at least six or seven hundred thousand insect soldiers were killed by the altar, and they were about to take five or six mass extinctions to the Invincible Sword Body. It is estimated that even if the full version of the Blood Sacrifice World was exploded, there was no such power. The degree of explosiveness was beyond description. It further proves that we need to look up to the Morgan civilization. To this day, whether it is humans or the Berner tribes, it seems that they are playing with the rest of others and have developed into archaeology.

The Emperor of War Ghost Face quickly squirmed and swallowed. It did not absorb the entire sea of ​​blood, but absorbed the most essence of the sea of ​​blood.

I saw thousands of blood-colored light sucked into my mouth by the War Emperor Ghost Face. Then it looked like it was chewing happily. The blood energy surrounding the base of the altar became more and more intense. In an instant, it replenished the fifteen blood rings that had been lost, and then continued to add them to condense a new blood ring.

"Hiss, this evolutionary speed is really shocking." The ancestor Huoliyao was already stunned. He looked at the bottom of the altar and felt frightened, as if an ancient Morgan god stood behind him. With one finger, he attracted boundless fortune, but this might be a disaster.

Xuanyuan Nanxing sat down, his mind sinking into the source space before saying, "The two ancestors are waiting in place. As long as I am safe, I don't have to take action and let the altar go. At this time, I hope that the more Zergs come, the better, otherwise the power of the War Emperor Ghost Face will increase to the extreme, and we will not have any chance to regain control."

The sound is faint, as if it is gone.

"Okay, protect Nanxing and don't let him encounter danger." Juntian's ancestor stepped to Xuanyuan Nanxing, took out hundreds of palm-sized mirrors from the storage bracelet, as if he was flying a balloon, and all of them were released, surrounding the figures of the two, and the mirror shining.

At this time, the altar rumbled and trembled, and more than 90 blood rings were grown at the base at the same time. Together with the original fifteen blood rings, it reached an astonishing one hundred and eight at a time. They rotated very loosely around the base, and from a certain moment, they suddenly tightened inward.

The vast sea of ​​blood has become a breeding ground for the evolution of the altar.

I don’t know how much blood light the War Emperor Ghost Face absorbed and how much blood can be accumulated. I saw that the wall, as the Sword of Desolation, had cracks, but it was filled with speed visible to the naked eye, and was intact.

At the same time, the Sinking Sword formed a thick blood shell, as if it was imprisoned, and its breath disappeared without a trace.

The ancestor Juntian and the ancestor Huoli frowned at the same time. The Sword of Destruction changed so much that they really made them feel unsure.

Looking at Xuanyuan Nanxing again, a wisp of black and white light rose above his head. If it weren't for his facial expressions, the two ancestors would have been even more assured.

The blood sea formed at this moment is even more domineering than Xuanyuan Nanxing's undefeated sword light. The altar whale swallows blood and establishes order at the base. More than a hundred blood rings are superimposed on one place to form a very thick ring-shaped blood-colored jade platform, which slowly floats under the altar, giving birth to a powerful field out of thin air, and brings into the protective cover of the sky, allowing the blood and energy of the altar to soar into the sky.

What is incredible is that this change has not ended, and a slender blood ring has once again grown at the base, which has been continuously for more than a hundred channels.

The two ancestors couldn't stop watching, but they were even more shocked at the power emitted by the altar.

When the second circle of the ring blood jade platform was formed, it was a cycle again, and the altar began to condense the third circle of the ring blood jade platform.

The War Emperor Ghost-faced Whale swallowed and drank without missing a trace of blood energy. During this period, the blood jade platform was born with more than a hundred blood rings as the foundation, and from the beginning to the end, a total of nine were condensed.

The first blood jade platform is the widest and surrounds the bottom of the altar. It seems that the big hand drags the altar, but it is still hanging around the base.

The diameter of the second blood jade platform was slightly reduced, and it also surrounded the base part and was slightly upward. In addition to being wide and thick, countless marks appeared on the jade platform, and a trace of blood-colored light flowed through the mark, making the blood jade platform look dark.

Immediately afterwards, the third blood jade platform was also entangled with imprints, but the second one was more refined, with nine ring blood jade platforms with basically the same pattern. Each layer of the altar was divided into three, and the diameter of the blood jade platform was reduced in turn, just like a nine-layer Void Pagoda, surrounding the main body of the altar.

This is just an external change, and the altar itself is also changing.

The base part gradually stretches, and blood clouds rise above the steps, giving people a feeling of being deep and unaware of the clouds.

The blood-colored crystal clusters on the second layer of the altar gradually become thicker, giving birth to crystals of thumb belly, which break out from the crystal clusters and hang on the left and right. The number is increasing, but it does not appear dense and arranged in an orderly manner.

These blood crystals can offset the force generated by external impacts, and at the same time they also have the function of reserving blood energy. They are all essences, with extremely tight structures and are difficult to collapse.

Look at the third floor of the altar, it becomes extremely gorgeous, with blood-colored crystal frost floating everywhere, and the space changes wonderfully, as if you can touch things far away from the outside world by reaching out and raising your feet, making it more convenient to attack. The ground is covered with layers of precious light, and the platform suddenly rises to form a throne.

The War Emperor Ghost Face has quality, and it looks like a unique relief, slowly protruding from the wall. What's even more amazing is that its facial expressions are getting richer. At first, it looks at the three people with a disgust. Then it seems to be bound by some kind of force and has to be respected.

The Sword of Destruction buzzed, and then he heard the Equatorial Wind cursing: "He is not just a consciousness generated by the altar program, which is many times lower than me, and he dares to show off his power. You can do it, let you find blood food, and wait until the insect king gathers stronger power and see how you die."

"What's wrong?" The two ancestors were confused and hurriedly asked.

"It's nothing. I was so angry that I was so angry that I took my baby altar with my preconceived idea. Well, let it develop all the power of the altar, and wait until it faces the army of black worms and see when it can be majestic." Equatorial Feng was quite disdainful and did not feel angry.

"Where is Nanxing? Why hasn't he escaped from the unconscious state?" The ancestor Huoliyao was very concerned.

"This? Don't ask, Nanxing will naturally wake up when the time comes." Equatorial Feng was insincere, but he was actually extremely worried.
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