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Text Chapter 1595 Summoning the Ancestral Spirits

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    Feng Yuanhu smiled.  Although I am a little confused about the appearance of one end of the lotus flower, it is not important.  The truth is right now, do you need to say it anymore?  Even Turba and Ancient King had the same idea.  After all, it is an indisputable fact that the one summoned by the sacrifice just wanted to devour Mo Yu.  The former smiled ferociously, "I told you, you don't have much time, just suffer death!" A violent aura burst out of his body, and his big iron-like hands violently pressed down on his head.  Mo Yu¡¯s face was pale, and her eyes were slightly lowered, covering the pupils that shrank to a point and the coldness in them.  Suddenly, the weak priest coughed, "Stop!" The ancient king waved his sleeves, and two terrifying forces collided in the air.  Mo Yu groaned, blood spilled from his mouth and nose. The aftermath of the battle at the God of War level was not something he could bear.  Turba's eyes were gloomy, "Ancient King, what are you doing!" The Ancient King had no expression on his face, "The priest asked you to stop." Turba snorted coldly, turned around and said, "Priest, why don't you let me take action and kill this foreigner?  The man of heaven." The priest shook his head, his dry lips trembling slightly, "When did I say that he was lying?" Turba's face froze.  Next to him, Feng Yuanhu, who was smiling ferociously, trembled and his face turned pale.  A flash of light flashed in Gu Wang's eyes.  The priest said calmly: "What I just summoned is a ray of ancestral spirit distraction, and the seeds are also born from the reincarnation of ancestral spirit distractions. Don't you know what will happen when two ancestral spirit distractions meet?  "What's going on?" The ancient king said slowly, "Eating with the same spirit!" "That's right, so do you need to explain it again?" The priest pointed at Mo Yu, "He is the seed!" Feng Yuanhu's expression changed greatly, and he was in disbelief.  , an endless chill rose from the bottom of his heart, almost freezing his soul.  He suddenly woke up and screamed, "I am the real seed, I am the real seed" But the priest did not give him a chance to continue speaking. With a wave of his hand, a splash of water suddenly flew out of the black lake, like a rope.  Bind him tightly.  The sound stopped suddenly, and all the power was restrained. Feng Yuanhu could only widen his eyes in horror, watching himself fly towards the black lake.  The priest licked the corner of his mouth and said, "I have used up too much strength today. Don't waste it on this person from the Overseas Heaven. It will make up for it." As he spoke, he grabbed Feng Yuanhu, put his head close to his mouth, and then opened it  , took a hard bite.  Grunting and gurgling throat rolling, swallowing sounds of swallowing, in a quiet environment, it looked particularly clear.  Feng Yuanhu couldn't make a sound or resist. His face was completely distorted, his eyes rolled up to reveal pale whites, and his body kept twitching.  ¡°You can only bear the passage of your own life between despair and fear.  After a while, the black water dispersed and merged into the lake. The priest let go and allowed Feng Yuanhu's withered body to fall to the ground.  Licking the corners of his mouth, which turned red, a trace of hesitation flashed in the priest's eyes, as if he felt something was wrong with the taste.  But soon, he gave up the idea.  ??????????????????????????????????This is also the first time for him to take supplements. The taste is a bit weird, which is normal.  But the effect is indeed good. Feeling the warm feeling rising in the chest and abdomen, the priest's slightly rosy face showed a satisfied smile.  The ancient king had no expression on his face and seemed unaware of this scene.  Turba¡¯s expression was extremely gloomy!  "The seed has been determined, let him follow me." The priest stood up.  Beside the black lake, six other shriveled corpse-like figures stood up at the same time.  But his eyes were still closed, and his breath did not fluctuate at all.  It¡¯s like, they are the shadows of the sacrifices!  Mo Yu took a deep breath and bowed, "Thank you, the priest." The priest looked at him and shook his head, "No need. In terms of pure status, you are much more noble than me. Hiding in the overseas world for many years is even more hard work." "But.  Your efforts will eventually be rewarded, and when you step out of the ancestral land again in the future, you will have the terrifying cultivation level of a war god." A trace of envy flashed in the eyes of the priest.  Although he could, he casually killed Feng Yuanhu and sucked him up.  But that is the power of Black Lake, or to be more precise, it is the power of the ancestral land that he relies on!  In itself, he just barely stepped into the level of God of War.  And in this life, there is no?Can, go one step further.  Mo Yu nodded and said nothing more. His face naturally showed excitement and expectation.  He is still pretending, leaving no flaws, because at this moment, there is still a gaze, coldly staying on him.  A smile appeared on the priest's stiff face, and he was not surprised by Mo Yu's performance.  He was about to say something, but was interrupted.  "Priest, I still doubt this person's identity." Turba's voice was gentle, but it contained endless aura.  The priest frowned, "You doubt my judgment?" Turba shook his head, "I don't mean to offend the priest, but I am convinced that this person is definitely not a seed!" He took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "The priest knows everything.  Of course you know my identity, I swear by the blood of the earth dwarves, please believe me!" The priest was unmoved and said calmly: "This is the ancestral land." Turba's face changed slightly, and there was hesitation in his eyes.  The ancient king said in a deep voice: "Turba, the judgment of the sacrifice comes from the ancestral spirit, and it will never be wrong." After Turba heard this, he lowered his head in silence.  But at this moment, instead of feeling relaxed, Mo Yu felt extremely bad.  The almost condensed air shows that the super strong man in this big world has not given up!  Turba suddenly raised his head, his face tense and sharp, "I Turba, as the Lord of the Earth Dwarves, propose to summon the ancestral spirits for arbitration to determine the authenticity of the seeds." The ancient king shrank his eyes, and a hint of trace appeared on his face.  shock.  But soon, he disappeared and remained silent without saying a word.  Turba has staked everything, and at this point, he can no longer interfere.  The priest's face was extremely ugly. After a few breaths of silence, he suddenly sneered, "With your cultivation as a war god and your identity as the master of the earth dwarves you do have the qualifications to question the judgment of the ancestral land. Well, I will promise you and summon the ancestral spirits for final arbitration.  But remember, once the arbitration result is correct, you will lose everything you have now and enter the ancestral land to become an eternal servant of the ancestral spirit!" Turba nodded, "Since I have spoken, I will naturally do it and bear everything!  Prepare for the consequences." The priest turned around and said, "Remember your words In seven days, the ancestral spirit will come to the ancestral land!" He took a step forward and fell into the black lake with six "shadows".  In a blink of an eye, it disappeared.  The space fell into dead silence.  After a long time, the ancient king spoke in a deep voice, "Turba, why are you so stubborn!" Turba sneered, "I believe in my own judgment!" He raised his head and locked eyes with Mo Yu, "In front of the ancestors, all lies will be shattered, you  He will definitely die miserably!" Turba disappeared.  Watching him leave, the ancient king frowned, with a solemn look in his eyes.  Turba does not hesitate to question the sacrifice, but also wants to awaken the ancestral spirit. Could it be said His eyes flashed slightly, and the ancient king turned around, "Mo Yu, Turba has started the process of questioning the ancestral land. Before the matter is over, you have to follow  By my side." Mo Yu was silent for a moment and nodded slowly, "Okay." He had no choice in this matter.  "Let's go." The ancient king waved his sleeves and roared away with Mo Yu.  A million miles away from the ancestral land, there is a majestic city.  The ancient king descended into it with Mo Yu.  He did not conceal his aura and was immediately noticed by the strong men in the city.  A strong centaur appeared, bowed and saluted, "See the ancient king." The ancient king looked coldly, "Arrange a place for us." "Yes!" The strong centaur said quickly, but soon he showed hesitation again.  , "Lord Ancient King, I just received news from the ancestral land. Lord Turba" The Ancient King said lightly: "It's true."  If you say anything else, turn around and lead the way.  A moment later, Mo Yu moved into a huge house in the city.  The ancient king lived across the street, so there was no need for any guards. After closing the courtyard door, Mo Yu was the only one left.  After concentrating on sensing and confirming that there was no surveillance, Mo Yu's face suddenly darkened.  Entering the room, he sat cross-legged and put all his mind into his body.  Before he could speak, the tired voice of the tower spirit sounded in his mind, "This matter is beyond my expectation." Mo Yu frowned, "In other words, you have no confidence in the ancestor spirit's investigation."  "Yes!" The mind is strongRu Moyu's heart trembled when he heard this answer.  Not to mention the mysterious and unpredictable ancestral land, which contains infinite terror, Turba and the ancient king alone are enough to make him die without a burial place.  If exposedit will lead to death!  Mo Yu took a deep breath, "Is there any other way?" The tower spirit was silent.  Mo Yu thought for a moment and realized that he had asked a stupid question.  The seed comes from the ancestral spirit. Whether it is true or false can be seen through at a glance. How can we be deceived?  Is it really doomed this time?  The tower spirit sighed, "If you have the chance, escape within these seven days. As long as you can escape, I will be sure to take you away safely." The ancient king did not give Mo Yu this chance.  Although he has been staying behind closed doors, the vast aura of the God of War realm has always shrouded the surrounding world.  No disturbance can escape his induction.  ¡°Moreover, the ancient king did not hide this, and it was so straightforwardly exposed in front of Mo Yu.  ?Perhaps, this in itself is a warning.  Mo Yu chose silence.  Escape now and face a super powerful God of War. Even if he joins forces with the tower spirit, he has no chance of winning.  In this case, it is better to wait until seven days later. Although it is still a certain death situation but it is uncertain, there is a slight possibility.  In a blink of an eye, it¡¯s the seventh day.  The ancient king called the door, "Mo Yu, it's time for us to show up." The courtyard door opened, and Mo Yu stepped out, with a calm look on his face. He nodded, "Okay!" Deep down in his heart, he was ready to fight to the death.  .  Even though he knew that there was no chance of survival after being exposed, he still would not give up.  Before he died, he had always maintained the will to survive. This has been engraved in the deepest part of his soul since he gained consciousness.  The ancient king took Mo Yu and soared into the sky, heading straight for his ancestral land!  A million miles away is nothing to the God of War.  Soon, within a hundred thousand miles, the ancient king appeared.  Today's ancestral land has gathered a large number of powerful people from the big world. Whether they question the ancestral land or the identity of Mo Yu's "seed", it is enough to attract attention.  "Lord Ancient King." "Ancient King!" "See Lord Ancient King!" Everyone greeted him one after another, but most of their eyes fell on Mo Yu, with suspicion and scrutiny.  The ancient king didn't stop, just nodded and went straight to the Black Lake.  The crowd followed behind and moved forward in silence!  Soon, the Black Lake arrived.  Turba was already waiting here. He glanced at it coldly and said, "Priest, you can summon the ancestral spirits now." As soon as his voice fell, the calm black lake in front of him suddenly started to roll violently, like a pot.  Boiling water!  Black mist rose and intertwined on the lake surface, turning into a dense black cloud.  Cold, dark, cruel, violent, and countless terrifying auras emanate from it.  Suddenly, a group of blood-colored eyes emerged from the black clouds. Their cold eyes seemed to be able to freeze the soul!  Mo Yu's body suddenly stiffened, and then he flew slowly into the air uncontrollably.  Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net
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