Prehistoric World Live Room System

Chapter 473 Taboo
An ancient and vicissitudes of life altar pierced into the sky, with mysterious and powerful runes spinning on it, and mysterious power circulated above the altar.The altar has nine floors, each layer is elevated, and nine-colored spiritual clouds are floating in the air. This is an ancient altar, and even the words on it are basically unrecognizable by strong people.

The atmosphere of vicissitudes and simplicity comes from the altar. The altar on the ninth floor is like another world, with its own laws of rotation. Bloody marks are engraved on the top of the altar, and some bloody marks are like the blood of a demon god. Energy fluctuations are generated on the altar.

A gray figure sat cross-legged on the altar, with eyes closed, wearing a gray robe, and covering his face with long hair. Behind him, there were eleven figures, each of which had strong energy fluctuations. Zhu Jiuyin, the ancestor of the witch, is the darling of time and the leader of the witch clan.

Unlike the other eleven figures who were somewhat illusory, Zhu Jiuyin's figure seemed to be his real self descending, and no one could see through him.The first ancestral witch born between heaven and earth has always been mysterious and powerful, and has never even shown how powerful it is. Even so, no strong person dares to underestimate the head of this ancestral witch.

The law of time and the law of space are also known as the two supreme laws in the prehistoric world. They are extremely powerful, and very few creatures can comprehend them. Whether they understand the power of time or space, they are enough for the strong to rule the roost.

The mystery of time appeared in the back of his mind, as if a kind of eternal truth was interpreted in an instant. Nine ancient innate witches sat cross-legged, waiting quietly, without any change in their expressions.

Zhu Jiuyin slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of light shot out from his eyes. At this moment, he has been waiting for 300 years. Today is the moment of victory. The remaining 700 years will sweep the entire prehistoric world. Maybe There is still time to prepare for the return of the strong man of heaven, Zhu Jiuyin thought to himself.

"Open the altar!" Zhu Jiuyin's voice sounded from all around, and the nine innate witches opened their eyes at the same time, their expressions were a little excited. From the moment they were born, they had been guarding this ancient altar, even breathing They are all integrated with the altar.Now that they can finally open the altar for the first time, they are naturally a little excited. They have long wanted to experience the power of the altar, and they have never had the opportunity to be filled with joy in their hearts.

Glancing at the nine innate great witches who looked a little excited, an imperceptible smile appeared on Zhu Jiuyin's face.The origin of this ancient altar is extremely mysterious. Among the witch clan, only twelve ancestor witches know the origin of this altar.

In the chaos, three thousand Chaos Demon Gods were once born. There was one Demon God, the Lord of the Altar. With the power of the Altar, he ran amok in the Chaos, was beheaded by Pan Gu, and sacrificed to become a plaything.After Pangu created the world, this altar fell into the hands of the Twelve Ancestral Witches. Although the altar was made by Pangu's casual sacrifice, it was also created with the body of the Chaos Demon God, which contained incomparably powerful power.

From the birth of spiritual consciousness, the Twelve Ancestral Witches began to study the power of the altar, and now they have finally achieved results, mobilizing the power of the altar, communicating with the body of the demon god, possessing power that even the ancestor witches could not imagine.

"Go in, go in!" The sound of a leather whip sounded in the air outside, and powerful creatures appeared under the altar under detention, slowly gathering together.Their magic power has long been sealed, their faces are pale, their expressions are gloomy, and their eyes no longer have the slightest demeanor.

There are even some existences who turned out to be the sub-sage who forged the realm of the king of the way of heaven, and they were locked below like slaves, struggling constantly, and some even had various curses in their mouths, but in exchange they were ruthless. whipping.This is a kind of long whip with the secret method of the witch clan. It falls from the sky and can even directly hit their souls.

The tragic screams came and went, and the sounds of various curses continued. At this moment, the nine innate witches escorted five souls to walk in this direction, and each of them was still strong despite being detained. His elegant demeanor, his eyes shining with all kinds of cold light.

"My God, it turned out to be the Lord of Heming, this ancient monarch, who was also captured by the Wu Clan!" When a king raised his head, he was about to curse when he suddenly saw one of the five strong men. One, his demeanor changed, he couldn't help but speak, but what he got in exchange was a burst of whipping.

"What is the master of Heming? Here, you are slaves. No matter who you used to be, you have to abide by the rules of the Wu Clan when you come here!" A Wu Clan with a long whip said disdainfully.Between the brows, there was a vaguely immature look, which showed that this young warrior was full of pride and confidence in the Wu clan, and when he looked at the other imprisoned strong men, he showed instinctive disdain.

This is a young warrior who has not experienced the wind and rain of the prehistoric world. In his heart, the witch clan is the supreme existence, the ancestor witch is the strongest in the world, and Pangu is the greatest father god who opened up this world. In this world, the mission of the Wu Clan is to suppress the heaven and earth on behalf of the Father God, and all creatures should abide by the rules of the Wu Clan.

The strong men who were detained were the existences that did not abide by the rules of the Wu Clan. They were not killed directly, which was a kind of kindness. In the hearts of this little warrior of the Wu Clan, everything about the Wu Clan is the best, simple and The simple life made him unable to distinguish many things at all.

"Lord of the Red Wind, according to the legend, an ancient monarch who controls the power of the wind. His body is like the wind, and he even comprehended the existence of the law of fire!" Another voice sounded, and more powerful men looked up at Five strong men who were crushed like slaves.

Each of these five powerhouses is a sub-sage in the realm of harmony, and they are even more powerful monarchs.Whether it is the Lord of Heming, the Lord of Red Wind, the Lord of Hollow, the Lord of Excalibur, the Lord of Transforming Spirits, they are all famous in the prehistoric world, and some even created their own myths.

The Lord of the Excalibur, who practiced the way of the sword, and his attack power is even considered to be a little famous among the strong in the realm of the Dao, the ordinary strong can't get close to him at all, but now the Excalibur has been cut off, although the head Still high-spirited, but faintly, there was an inexplicable sadness flashing from the corner of his eyes.

The Lord of Spirit Transformation, with unrivaled supernatural powers, the Holy Land of Spirit Transformation, is the supreme holy land of Megatron. There are countless disciples, and disciples are spread all over the entire Eastern Wasteland. Now he is the most humble slave, captured by the Wu Clan like prey.

Every monarch in the realm of harmony is a legend, and even would rather die than surrender. Now five monarchs in the realm of harmony have been captured by the witch clan. No matter who they are, they can see that the situation is not good.

"Today we can dedicate ourselves to the great cause of the Wu Clan, which is considered a good fortune!" Zhu Jiuyin's deep voice sounded in the air, falling into the captured strong men, but there was a biting chill, and the pain entered heart.

The Lord of Red Wind, the Lord of Excalibur and other five powerhouses turned their heads to look at Zhu Jiuyin sitting quietly cross-legged above the nine-story altar at the same time, their expressions changed suddenly, and their hearts were even more shaken.The eyes looking at the altar became a little suspicious. How many people can smile calmly in the real face of life and death?
"Zhu Jiuyin, how dare you do this!" the Lord of the Excalibur raised his eyebrows lightly, and said in a cold voice, his figure trembled faintly.The master of the divine sword traversed the prehistoric world, and with a single divine sword, he wiped out countless powerful enemies.Sword Qi soared into the air, and he forged his reputation with his bones. Facing his doomsday, he would inevitably change color.The Lord of Excalibur's voice was a bit harsh, without any confidence.

"Zhu Jiuyin, if you can let us go, we are willing to conquer the great enemy for the Wu Clan and fight in all directions!" The Lord of Transforming Spirits remained unchanged, and said in a loud voice, as if the kind of commander-in-chief and ruler emerged from him again. With the supreme aura of a holy place, his face was calm, and his eyes revealed a ray of sincerity.

"This statement is very true. We are willing to be used by the witch clan to conquer the world!" The master of the cave is an old man, wearing a Taoist crown and a divine robe. The appearance of a Taoist.But in the prehistoric world, all the strong knew how cruel and merciless this always benevolent Lord of Hollow was.

"We are all existences in the realm of harmony, and we can certainly assist the Wu Clan to open up territories and establish eternal glory!" The Lord of Red Wind also said immediately, as a sub-sage in the realm of harmony, being captured alive is a matter of life. It shows that they are all people who cherish their lives, otherwise, with the cultivation base of the monarch in the realm of the Dao, how can he not have the means to burn jade and stone together?

"Needless to say, fate is like this. Now that you are dedicating yourself to the glorious cause of our Wu Clan, there will definitely be your footsteps in the glorious history of the Wu Clan in the future!" Zhu Jiuyin said in a cold voice. In this case, as long as Using the five sub-sages who are in the Dao realm as sacrifices, mobilizing the power of the altar, and using the power of the twelve ancestor witches as a guide, it is certain that the five monarchs of the ancient clan can be severely injured in one fell swoop.

The witch clan made many plans, and even did not hesitate to attack the twelve ancestor witches together, and just now they suppressed the five beings who were in the realm of harmony with lightning speed.You must know that each of the strong men in the realm of harmony is an existence with penetrating means, and their every move is in line with the way of heaven and earth. If they want to get away, it is difficult for the ancestor witch to keep them.

"Heaven and earth are guides, all living beings use their strength, ancestral witches are possessed, and the power of luck!" Zhu Jiuyin's figure suddenly fluttered, with various powerful seals in his hands, and sank into the air. The figures of the other eleven ancestral witches gradually began to fade away. Virtual reality, as if it could appear at any time.

(End of this chapter)