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The black altar seems unremarkable, very ordinary, just like a clay altar made by a farmer.

However, these fierce sheep and strong men seem to have seen some noble existence high above.

They all knelt down towards the black altar with maddened piety and saluted.

Even the strange Hei Chu is the same, also kneeling on the sheep head spirit body.

The two Shenyuan, Heijiang and Baijiang, spurted blood again.

The black altar absorbed the blood essence, and suddenly filled with an endless dark atmosphere.

"We will sacrifice these wandering souls, demon spirits, evil spirits, and resentful spirits to you"

Heijiang's deep voice came.

At the same time, the ten vicious sheep and strongmen present all shot together, and amidst the surge of supernatural powers, all the wraiths were suppressed, arrested, and then stuffed into the treacherous altar.

And in that treacherous altar, there were sharp fangs and scarlet tongues, which bound those wraiths with their tongues, and then used their fangs to tear and devour them!

The sound of panting, biting, and swallowing saliva was heard continuously.

Terrible!

The eyes of the fierce sheep and strong men all stayed on the treacherous altar in the void, their eyes showed a frightening blur, watching the treacherous altar devour the evil spirits.

all of a sudden.

That vicious sheep altar named Hei Chu suddenly made a move!

A divine altar protruded horizontally from behind him, and the surging spiritual energy was spinning rapidly.

"Eight ways to cut!"

Eight beams of radiant saber burst out, bursting out among many other strong men, and slashed fiercely at Bai Jiang, the strong man of Shenyuan.

At this moment, Hei Chu had unforgettable hatred in his eyes, and even blood and tears flowed from his eyes, which made his expression extremely ferocious.

At the moment when the altar was running.

His appearance has also changed.

From the black-haired fierce goats, it became an old monk in the shape of a god.

"boom!"

A loud bang exploded, Bafang Shengshang's supernatural power squeezed the air, and brought out a bright knife light, which landed on Baijiang's neck.

Hei Chu's eyes were fixed, and his expression was extremely nervous.

"Destroy my Ren'an country, sacrifice my blood to the people of Ren'an. I can't kill the fierce sheep, but I will kill Baijiang!"

The old man of the human race was murderous, his body moved sideways, he raised his right foot, and stomped hard.

Immediately, a big foot of Lingyuan appeared in the sky, as if it wanted to level the mountain under the void!

Seeing that he was about to be killed by Bafangsheng and Lingyuan Dajiao, the fierce Yang Shenyuan, whose eyes were blurred, suddenly woke up.

In an instant, Baijiang transformed into a gigantic sheep full of fangs and sharp horns.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he swallowed Bafang Shengzhan and Lingyuan Dajiao as soon as he opened his mouth.

Seeing this, the old man of the human race had the will to die in his eyes. A spirit energy gathered in his hand, and a spear appeared in his hand. The spirit energy burst out under his feet, and in an instant, all the wraiths around him were emptied.

Holding a spear in his hand, he flew towards Baijiang.

"It turned out to be the remnants of Ren An."

Bai Jiang's voice was young and very calm.

It was as if being assassinated did not arouse his anger.

"Ren Anguo's 780 million people demand their lives from the fierce sheep and Baijiang clan!"

The old man of the human race became older, the white hair on his head fell into the void, and his skin became more and more slack.

His energy is losing a lot, replaced by more vigorous power

The old man of the human race suddenly remembered many scenes in Ren An's small country.

All ethnic groups in Ren'an live in harmony, hunting, sowing, and celebrating with the whole country. The elderly, young, teenagers, and children enjoy themselves in harmony.

In a blink of an eye, those warm scenes were filled with bloody blood, with stumps, severed heads and corpses everywhere.

And all of this was given by the Fierce Sheep Baijiang Clan.

The old people of the human race will never forget the scene when Ren An destroyed the country.

"I exchanged my lifespan with Yinlong for this peak cultivation. As long as I can kill Bai Jiang, that's enough."

He was raving in his heart, the spear in his hand contained a mighty power that could pierce through everything, and the extremely long distance passed by in an instant.

The spear stabbed fiercely at Qianzhangzhen in Baijiang!

the next moment.

The aura of the old man of the human race seemed to have bumped into some terrifying existence, stopped abruptly, and dissipated instantly.

Bai Jiang stood motionless among the clouds.

The old man of the human race stared wide-eyed and turned with difficulty.

Hei Jiang, the strong man of Shenyuan, is holding a bone knife, and the knife is still exuding an amazing aura.

The arm of the old man of the human race was broken and fell

"Seventh Prince Ren An, long time no see."

Bai Jiang's eyes were high above, and fell on Prince Ren An.

The vast spirit, the wind and the clouds, trembles the void.

There was only indifference in his eyes.

"Your strength has become stronger, but you are still so stupid. You want to hit a stone with a pebble. This is probably why the weak race is weak."

The truth of Baijiang dissipated, and the body of the goat came out of the mist, staring at the old man of the human race.

"It's like those extremely weak soldiers of Ren'an, knowing that they are extremely weak, but still struggling to move forward. They would rather be killed or swallowed than take a step back."