The appearance of the Asura Saint King Banner completely disrupted the plans of the Seven Patriarchs. He had originally hoped that a wave of attacks from the ninety-nine holy soldiers would completely defeat the heavenly warriors in front of him. After the battle, his overall strength against the heavenly warriors has already been reduced. It is clear to the chest, but unfortunately, at the critical moment, there is such a variable as Ling Dao.

Ling Dao's cultivation base alone is not worth mentioning at all, but he passed the Martial Dao corridor and got the Asura Saint King Banner that restrains the Asura tribe. There were not a few of them, and they took turns mobilizing the Asura Saint King Banner, which not only broke the attack of the Asura tribe warriors, but also killed one after another Asura tribe warriors.

The two huge Asuras are like demon gods. They kill wherever they go. The warriors of the Asura tribe are no different from ants in front of them. Six pairs of big hands are more terrifying than swords. A slap can kill Asura. The Heavenly Monarch of the tribe is simply unrivaled.

"Patriarch, what should we do? If we continue to fight, we are afraid that our entire army will be wiped out."

"His banner is too restrained for us to fight at all. Are we going to be buried in the Shura battlefield?"

"Run away. If we escape separately, some of us will survive. If we all die in battle, what will happen to the seventh tribe?"

They are not alone, and the seventh tribe still needs their protection. If none of them return to the seventh tribe alive, the seventh tribe will lose its combat power. If other tribes want to annex the seventh tribe, it is entirely possible , Even if they don't think about themselves, they still have to think about their wives and children, and their descendants.

The head of the seventh clan had a gloomy face. If the seventh clan was destroyed by him, he would definitely lose face to see his ancestors after his death. However, if he just ran away like this, if the warriors from the heavens pursued and attacked them, they would definitely suffer heavy losses. With the remaining combat power of the Seventh Tribe, he could only choose to sacrifice himself.

"Peng'er, the seventh tribe will be handed over to you in the future. If you want to block his banner, I am the only one who will sacrifice."

The eldest son Pan Lang is dead, and the seven patriarchs can only hand over the seventh tribe to the second son Pan Xingpeng. Although Pan Xingpeng only has the cultivation base of the peak Tianjun, after being honed on the battlefield of Shura, the seven patriarchs believe that his Peng'er will definitely become half a step. Tianzun, Pan Lang is brave and ruthless, and Pan Xingpeng is cautious. The eldest son can be the patriarch who expands the territory, and the second son can be the king of success. With the current situation of the seventh tribe, Pan Xingpeng is just right to be the patriarch.

"Father, don't, once you sacrifice, you will die. Let's escape together. His banner is too strong, why do you have to be brave?"

Pan Xingpeng has three heads and six arms, one face is full of fear, another face is full of panic, and the third face is full of eagerness. With his current strength, if he ascends to the position of patriarch, there must be Asura who will not accept it. If Asura defeats him in public, he can completely snatch his patriarch position.

Pan Xingpeng didn't care much about being the patriarch or not, because the original patriarch position was reserved for Pan Lang. Unfortunately, Pan Lang died in Yaoyun's hands, and the patriarch position fell to him, and his father passed it on to him. He definitely doesn't want to lose the patriarch position, and he doesn't want to be snatched away by other Asuras.

"Father is sorry for you. He not only handed over the burden of the patriarch to you in a hurry, but also left you a mess, but if I don't offer sacrifices, you can't escape at all. Just let me die before I die. Protect you once, go, you go quickly."

The Seventh Patriarch pushed Pan Xingpeng out with all his strength. If it was not a last resort, how could he be willing to sacrifice himself? Although he lived for thousands of years, the longer he lived, the less he wanted to die. As the patriarch, Living is simply enjoying, and if you die, you will lose everything.

He is still sitting on the patriarch's seat, which means that he is still in his prime, because when he gets old, his blood will decline, and he will not be able to keep the patriarch's position at all. However, only the patriarch can offer sacrifices, even if he wants other Asuras to replace him, It is also impossible.

"You must help Peng'er well, otherwise, even if you are a ghost, the patriarch will not let you go."

The seven patriarchs took care of all those who were loyal to him. As for those who had two hearts in the past, he would definitely not care about their lives. They nodded and agreed, because what they want to do most now is to keep themselves If the Seven Patriarchs are willing to cover their escape, their chances of surviving will be greatly increased.

"With my flesh and blood, offer my life, a sacrifice."

Time was running out, and the seven patriarchs had no time to arrange everything, so they directly sacrificed themselves. A huge black vortex suddenly appeared above his head. The patriarch's sacrifice can summon extremely powerful ancestors.

"Woo woo woo..."

The sound of howling ghosts and wolves sounded, and in the black vortex, a big black hand suddenly stretched out, the back of the hand was covered with dense scales, and then, another big black hand appeared, and the two big hands seemed to be tearing the black vortex. , maybe his body is too big, and the black vortex is not enough for him to pass through.

"Quick, quick, stop him and destroy the black vortex."

Yaoyun's face changed, and he quickly mobilized the holy soldiers to bombard the black vortex. After she reminded, other peak heavenly monarchs also noticed the black vortex. You can infer his terror.

The Peak Heavenly Monarch beside Lingdao urged the Asura Saint King Banner to deal with the black vortex, because they noticed that other holy soldiers attacked the black vortex, and the black vortex did not have any damage at all. Now they can count on , is the Asura Holy King Banner to restrain the Asura tribe.

Two huge Asuras, one on the left and one on the right, rushed towards the black vortex. Six pairs of fists slammed fiercely at the black vortex. Unfortunately, they failed, because those big black hands blocked their attack, as if a mountain hit the black vortex. Together, there was a deafening noise.

"Dare to attack me, you will regret it soon."

The rumbling sound shook the ground, and the existence in the black vortex blocked the attack of the Asura Saint King Banner before it came out. Just a pair of big hands is capable of such a thing. If he is allowed to come out, it will be paid back. Well, what is the realm of the existence summoned by the seven patriarchs who sacrificed themselves.

"No, isn't there no Heavenly Sovereign in the Asura Realm? It's impossible for the Peak Heavenly Sovereign to be so powerful."

"Who knows what's going on, anyway, if we let him out, we're afraid we'll die on the Asura battlefield."

"Continue to mobilize the Holy Soldiers, stop chasing and killing the warriors of the Asura tribe, the threat of the black vortex is the greatest."

Even if they don't say it, other fighters can also see that with the addition of the Asura Saint King Banner, they can defeat the Asura tribe. Time to offer sacrifices, aren't they already dead?

"Young patriarch... No, patriarch, don't look at it, the existence in the black vortex can't come out at all, otherwise, how could the old patriarch let us run for our lives."

"If the existence in the black vortex can come out, not only will we not need to escape, but we will be able to slaughter them all. The old patriarch sacrificed himself to give us a chance to escape. Patriarch, you can't let him down! Mind."

The persuasion of the warriors of the Asura tribe finally made Pan Xingpeng turn around. He no longer paid attention to the seventh patriarch, but fled as fast as possible. As long as they are alive, the seventh tribe still has hope and recuperates for hundreds of years For thousands of years, the seventh tribe can still rise.

The head of the Seven Patriarchs knew that he was going to die soon, but his face was still full of smiles. The warriors of the Asura tribe knew that the existence in the black vortex could not come out, but the warriors of the heavenly realm did not know. Now the warriors of the heavenly realm are all dealing with the black vortex. Whirlpool, his Peng'er can escape safely.

"Kill him, he is offering sacrifices, if he dies, maybe the black vortex will disappear."

Yaoyun didn't lose his sense of proportion, but pointed at the head of the Seventh Clan and said, the disciples of the Tianhu Holy Land were the first to strike, attacking one after another, and hit the head of the Seventh Clan, and the young disciples of other forces also reacted. To start with, the seven patriarchs may be very powerful, but they are not only numerous and powerful, but also have holy soldiers. It is definitely no problem to get rid of the seven patriarchs.

"No one wants to snatch the sacrifice of this seat."

They thought it would not be difficult to kill the Seventh Patriarch, but they did not succeed. It was not that the Seventh Patriarch blocked their attack, but a big black hand grabbed it and dragged the Seventh Patriarch into the black vortex Among them, no matter how courageous they are, they dare not kill into the black vortex.

"Crackling..."

The creepy chewing sound made all the young warriors look pale. If they guessed correctly, the existence in the black vortex directly regarded the seven patriarchs as food and ate them into their stomachs. If the existence in the black vortex came out, they The end is estimated to be the same as that of the Seven Patriarchs.

Under normal circumstances, it is indeed impossible for the existence in the black vortex to come out. However, it is different now, because the existence of the forbidden land of the magic hand has intervened. Although the existence of the forbidden land of the magic hand has not completely broken free from the seal, she has already been able to attack the Shura battlefield. .

"It's impossible for me alone to break the rules of the Shura world. Since you want to come here, then I will help you."

The existence of the forbidden land of the magic hand condensed a palm as white as jade, rushed towards the Shura battlefield, and slammed into the black vortex. Before the young disciples of the major forces figured out what was going on, they felt a blackness in front of them, a huge monster Standing in front of them is even more majestic than mountains.

"Hahaha, I'm finally here. It's you who shot me. Very good, you are all good sacrifices, just for me to enjoy."

ps: drunk, today is my birthday, please take a leave of absence, owe two chapters.

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