And since he took action and killed hundreds of monks, why did he kill even the troll monks!

"It's nothing, it's just a blood sacrifice. Of course, the biggest sacrifice is Feng Xueyan."

The Giant Deer King smiled coldly, and suddenly pointed downwards from a distance of tens of thousands of feet.

In an instant, the false demonic blood in Feng Xueyan's body burned, causing her to let out a heart-rending scream.

ah!

Ju Qing couldn't believe the fact before him. The eight ancestors would actually take action against Feng Xueyan!

What made Ju Qing even more unbelievable was the increasingly cold words of King Julu.

"Open the Niehai Boundless Formation and sacrifice everyone here as a blood sacrifice until the ancestral tree blooms!"

"What!" Countless troll tribesmen couldn't believe it. The eight Lianxu who appeared out of thin air actually wanted to sacrifice everyone's blood!

Some trolls who had seen the portraits of their ancestors even vaguely recognized that these eight Lianxu were the eight ancestors of the trolls.

How could they believe that the eight ancestors would kill their tribesmen!

"Niehai, open!"

Eight magic pillars and six layers of blood emitted a layer of light, sealing the world here and trapping everyone in the light.

Within the light of the formation, each of the monks with poor cultivation began to turn into pus and blood and died.

Countless monks from hundreds of sects attacked the formation light, but even with the combined efforts of all the hundreds of sects, they were unable to destroy the formation light.

Ning Fan stood in front of Feng Xueyan, bending his fingers, but he couldn't extinguish the demon blood flame in her body.

His eyes were anxious. If the demon blood was allowed to burn, Feng Xueyan would be burned to ashes in just half an hour.

He wanted to save her, but in the end he found that even if he had the Demonic Ancestral Talisman, he could not break Feng Xueyan's hidden danger of demonic blood within half an hour.

He couldn't save her!

"Why, why! Father, how can you have the heart to treat Xue Yan like this! Treat me like a troll!" Ju Qing's cry of grief and anger was not directed at King Julu and others, but only at Ju Yan.

Juyan closed his eyes in despair and did not explain anything.

It is really helpless to sacrifice the descendants of the clan for the sake of the survival of the clan.

Feng Xueyan's body was trembling, and that trembling made Ning Fan powerless and furious.

He destroyed Guimu, destroyed Lanling, and wiped out all enemies.

But looking back, the person who hurt Feng Xueyan the most was Feng Xueyan’s relatives.

Perhaps Feng Xueyan's heartache at this moment is more painful than that demon blood burning body

"The Eight Ancestor of the Trolls, die for me!"

Ning Fan's fist light was covered with purple-gold wind smoke, and he punched the Niehai Wuya Formation.

With just one punch, the entire Nie Hai Wuya Formation that no one could break began to weather!

"What!"

Countless monks from various sects were shocked.

And the most unbelievable one is undoubtedly the Eight Ancestor of the Trolls!

This punch contains Ning Fan's understanding of reincarnation.

This punch contains Ning Fan's obsession and determination!

Ning Fan didn't know how to save Feng Xueyan, but if Feng Xueyan died, he would want everyone who had hurt her to be buried with her!

And the Eighth Troll Ancestor is not worthy of being Feng Xueyan’s ancestor!

He turned into a shocking ray of light and soared into the sky. His momentum was determined to destroy everything!

One of the Eight Ancestors, the mean woman who always looked down upon Ning Fan, greeted Ning Fan with a cold eyebrow, raised her bare hand, and struck out like lightning, launching a flying sword with the intention of killing Ning Fan.

"I am the former leader of the troll tribe, 'Bitong'. Now my soul is attached to the ancestral tree. Even if you have a void-shattering blow, you can't kill me! No matter how many times I die, I will be reborn under the ancestral tree, and I kill

You are like killing an ant!"

"Ancestral tree?"

Ning Fan's eyes were as cold as ice, he smashed the flying sword with one punch, turned his hand to activate the yin and yang lock, and condensed a half-black, half-hundred rope that was neither gold nor iron in the palm of his hand.

This is a charm technique recorded in the Yin and Yang Transformation. It is more advanced than Yin Finger Picking, but at least it requires virtual refining mana before it can be used.

He could indeed see that at this moment when the ancestral tree appeared, there was a strange aura around the ancestor with blue eyes, as if it could not be eliminated no matter how many times he was killed. But so what!

He suddenly raised his hand, and the black and white rope bounded toward Bi Tong at an incredible speed.

"Prisoner!" Ning Fan said coldly.

Ancestor Bi Tong was shocked when she saw Ning Fan smashing the flying sword with his fist, but when he saw Ning Fan trying to tie her up with a rope, he showed a sarcastic expression.

"To tie me up with an unknown rope is ridiculous!"

She pulled away and flew back, but the prison seal rope suddenly accelerated, faster than her retreat speed, and tied her tightly!

And the moment she was bound by this rope, she lost all her magic power and was unable to mobilize any magic power!

Her current state of immortality should be regarded as immortal, and she should not be afraid of Ning Fan.

According to common sense, even if she is bound by ordinary magic weapons, she can still escape any restraint by reincarnating under the ancestral tree through her connection with the ancestral tree.

But this prisoner's string was so terrifying that once it restrained her, even her connection with the ancestral tree was cut off.

If she is killed in this state, she will never be reincarnated into the ancestral tree!

"Don't kill me!" Patriarch Bi Tong actually begged for mercy.

"Kill you? You will become my cauldron, and your life will be worse than death!" Ning Fan flicked the prison rope, threw Jade Tong into the ring of the cauldron, and rushed towards the other seven ancestors without stopping.

Raising his hand, he took out the fifth Broken Void Jade Slip and crushed it into pieces!

Suddenly, a burst of Broken Void roared out, instead of attacking the other seven ancestors, it instead attacked the ancestral tree above the cracked sky.

Ning Fan didn't know how to save Feng Xueyan, but after the confrontation with the Bitong ancestor, he was keenly aware that the ancestral tree was a little weird and must be destroyed immediately.

Maybe destroying the ancestral tree can save Feng Xueyan, but maybe not, but he wants to give it a try!

For a moment, everyone except the Julu King, the Sixth Patriarch, became frightened and angry.

"Zhou Ming, if you dare to attack the ancestral tree and ruin the important affairs of our troll tribe, we will let you die without a burial place!"

Only the Julu King seemed to have expected that Ning Fan was determined to destroy the ancestral tree, so he sneered and offered a jade slip, which also contained a void-shattering blow!

In the sky, two giant phantoms appeared one after another, one transformed into a troll, and the other transformed into Lan Jiao, each performing a heavy blow with Shattering Void!

Under the bombardment, the heaven and earth shattered, but the ancestral tree was not destroyed at all.

"Zhou Ming, you are not the only one who owns the Broken Void Jade Slip! You are too naive to want to destroy the ancestral tree and become an enemy of me."

The Julu King was talking nonsense when suddenly, a long-lost and unrestrained laughter sounded from under the ancestral tree in the sky.

"Little cucumber, don't worry. If you want to chop down a tree, I'll help you. I'll chop down the tree as much as possible in minutes!"

Under the ancestral tree, Yue Lingkong suddenly appeared, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

She raised her hand and waved a moon blade, slashing towards the roots of the ancestral tree. In an instant, the Giant Deer King roared angrily like never before.
Chapter completed!