Yan Wuxin coughed up blood and retreated, her face turned white suddenly. At this moment, an old antique from the Yuetong clan was born, and an old monster from millions of years ago came out!

"Buzz!"

This kind of pressure was really terrifying, which made Jiang Xiaofan and others change their faces slightly.

"what you do!"

Yan Wuyue drank low.

He reached out to support Yan Wuxin, the retreating bloody moon eyes circulated with thick fairy light, and the cold light intertwined.

"What are you doing? I should ask you, what are you doing? What are she doing?"

Above the sky, the hazy figure and the eyes are cold.

"Dong!"

He looked a little blurred, but the pressure surrounding his body was particularly terrifying, as if he was an ancient beast that had just woken up from his sleep, with no emotional fluctuations in his eyes.

Next to him, Jiang Xiaofan's eyes flashed with cleverness and remained motionless.

Yan Wuyue blocked Yan Wuxin behind her and looked at the hazy figure in the sky with expressionless face: "I'll take Wuxin away, she will follow me..."

"presumptuous!"

In the sky, the hazy figure said coldly.

His eyes were very cold and he said, "The resurrection of the distant ancestor is about to be imminent. How dare you disrupt the rejuvenation plan of this clan!"

His eyes were as cold as ice and snow, and his hazy body was like a sharp long sword, emitting a forceful momentum, and a powerful and terrifying aura was surging.

"snort!"

Yan Wuyue snorted coldly.

There was no fear in his eyes, a deep area, and no concession at all: "Yan Wuyue dared not disturb the distant ancestor, but it was impossible to use Wuxin as a sacrifice!"

My sister is only seventeen years old and in her youth, how could she disappear like this?!

"presumptuous!"

In the sky, the hazy figure shouted coldly.

His eyes were full of lust and he said ruthlessly: "Your sister is just a person. Can it be compared with the prosperity of my Yuetong clan? Insignificant! For the return of the distant ancestors and for the prosperity of the Yuetong clan, any clan member must have the awareness of sacrificing himself! Including you!"

His voice was cold, as cold as ice peaks.

"Yeah?"

Suddenly, another sound rang out.

Jiang Xiaofan spoke at this moment, swept to the sky indifferently, looking at the hazy figure and said, "Anyone must have the awareness of sacrificing themselves, what about you? Are you ready to sacrifice yourself?"

The tribe members sacrificed themselves and gave birth to their distant ancestors, but the old antiques of the Yuetong tribe who dominated all this had such an attitude.

This made him extremely disgusted.

"Who are you!"

In the sky, the old antiques of the Yuetong clan looked at Jiang Xiaofan.

His eyes became even colder, and his eyes swept over and he directly poked out his big hand, covering Jiang Xiaofan below as soon as possible: "People from foreign tribes dare to break into the important land of my Yuetong tribe, and should be punished!"

"boom!"

A terrible blow, terrifying power.

"snort!"

Jiang Xiaofan just snorted coldly in response to this.

His Taoist eyes were already opened, and the Guiyuan Holy Technique was directly displayed, shocking the suppressed hand: "You are just a ray of soul thought, so don't pose in front of me!"

"Um?!"

The old antique of the Yuetong clan was somewhat surprised when his right hand was shaken back.

Then, when he saw Jiang Xiaofan's eyes open, the eyes were even more shocked. But it was only a moment, and his expression became extremely cold and gloomy.

"Although I am not a member of my Yuetong tribe, it is still a powerful sacrifice!"

The old antique Taoist of the Yuetong clan.

"Sacrifice? In your eyes, the Yuetong tribe members who have died for millions of years may just be sacrifices..." Jiang Xiaofan looked indifferent. He looked at the sky and said, "For millions of years, for the resurrection of the Yuetong ancestor, you have asked countless Yuetong tribe members to sacrifice here. So why don't you sacrifice yourself?"

He reiterated the old words.

"snort!"

In the sky, the old antiques of the Yuetong clan had a cold eyes.

It seemed that Jiang Xiaofan and others were not taken seriously at all. He stood in the sky with his hands on his back and said, "The future of the Yuetong Clan needs someone to guide him. I am the person who guides him to guide the Yuetong Clan toward glory. For this reason, I naturally cannot die. I will lead the clan members toward glory!"

"So, are you stepping on the corpses of the tribe to lead the Yuetong clan to glory?"

Jiang Xiaofan said indifferently.

"For the return of the distant ancestors and for the final glory, sacrifice is inevitable."

The old antique of the Yuetong clan has no expression on his face.

His voice did not contain any emotional fluctuations, as if the dead Yuetong tribe members were not at all.

"Inevitably? Let your mother shit!"

Jiang Xiaofan said coldly.

His eyes were cold, and his black hair danced lightly with the wind: "I have only heard that my predecessors paved the road for future generations with their corpses, and I have never heard that my ancestors would step on the bodies of their descendants! As the ancestor of a clan, you have let the descendants give birth to sacrifices as sacrifices. Do you ever feel sad when you do this?"

The ancestor of the Yuetong clan was extremely cold and stared at Jiang Xiaofan without any emotion, saying, "For the return of the distant ancestor and the future of the Yuetong clan, sacrifice is sacrifice. There is nothing to be sad, and there is no need to be sad. For them, this is a great honor."

His words are very ruthless and almost destroyed human nature.

"Oh shit."

Qin Luo couldn't help but swear.

He looked at the sky and said mercilessly: "You are so old that you are dying."

He and Cang Muheng had not spoken, but just watched quietly on the side. But at this moment, after hearing the old antique Yuetong said such a series of words, he was really angry. Not only him, but even Cang Muheng who had been taciturn and Chen Yifeng who was elegant and peaceful, frowned.

"The ant is boring!"

In the sky, the hazy figure shouted coldly.

He stood in the void, and no longer spoke any more. He looked at Yan Wuyue and said in a deep voice: "I will give you a chance to send her to the altar, and then suppress them all. This time I will forgive you for your crime of trespassing into the forbidden area."

"Not possible..."

Yan Wuyue shook her head.

His expression was calm, his bloody eyes were intertwined, and he said, "Sister, I want to take them away, don't even think about moving them."

He doesn't respect this old antique from his clan.

The other party does not have the qualification to make him respect.

"Okay, okay!"

In the sky ahead, the old antiques of the Yuetong clan looked extremely cold.

He looked at Yan Wuyue without any emotion and said coldly: "Since that's the case, there is no need for you to exist. Let's sacrifice your life to the distant ancestor with your sister and contribute to the return of the distant ancestor!"

Yan Wuyue was unmoved and her expression was still calm.

Behind him, Yan Wuxin became anxious and looked at the void anxiously: "No, my ancestor, my brother did not do it on purpose, it was Wuxin's fault. Don't make things difficult for brother, don't make things difficult for brother's friends. Wuxin will go to the altar now and will never leave."

She was very frightened.

It’s not that I am afraid of death, but that I am afraid that my brother will be ill.

"snort!"

In the sky, the hazy figure snorted coldly.

At this moment, he directly poked out his big hand and pressed down at the group at the same time.

"No need, you all sacrifice yourself to the distant ancestors!"

His voice is cold and ruthless.

"Boom!"

This attack was terrifying, the entire blood was shaking, and the blood wave rushed to a height of hundreds of feet.

"Old ancestor..."

Yan Wuxin was very anxious.

She wanted to step forward, but was firmly blocked by Yan Wuyue.

"Don't move."

Yan Wuyue shook her head.
To be continued...