The appearance of the Shura Holy King Banner completely disrupted the plans of the Seven Patriarchs.
He had originally expected a wave of attacks from the ninety-nine holy soldiers to completely defeat the Heavenly Realm martial artist in front of him.
Up to the end of the war, he already knew the overall strength of the Heavenly Realm Martial Artists, but unfortunately, there was such a variable as Ling Dao at the critical moment.
Ling Dao's cultivation alone was not worth mentioning at all, but he passed through the martial arts corridor and obtained the Shura Holy King Banner to restrain the Asura tribe.
Demon Cloud and their alliance, there are not many holy soldiers, but there are not a few peak heavenly monarchs, they take turns to urge the Shura Holy King Banner, not only broke the holy soldiers of the Asura clan warriors, but also killed one after another Asura clan warriors.
The two huge Asuras were like demon gods, killing wherever they went, and the warriors of the Asura clan were no different from ants in front of them.
Six pairs of big hands, more terrifying than swords, can slap the Heavenly Monarch of the Asura tribe to death, it is simply unmatched.
"Patriarch, what should we do if we continue to fight, we are afraid that we will be wiped out" "His banner is too restrained for us, we can't fight at all, are we all going to be buried on the battlefield of Shura?"
"Run, if we run separately, there will definitely be a chance to escape.
If we all die, what will happen to the Seventh Tribe?"
They are not alone, and the Seventh Tribe still needs them to protect them.
If none of them make it back to the Seventh Tribe alive, the Seventh Tribe will be greatly weakened, and if the other tribes want to annex the Seventh Tribe it is entirely possible.
Even if they don't think about themselves, they have to think about their wives and children, and for their descendants.
The face of the Seven Patriarchs was gloomy, if the Seventh Clan was destroyed in his hands, he would definitely have no shame to see his ancestors and ancestors after his death.
It's just that if they run away like this, if the Heavenly Realm Martial Artists chase after them fiercely, they will inevitably suffer heavy losses.
In order to keep the remaining combat power of the Seventh Clan, 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, only I will sacrifice" The eldest son Pan Lang is dead, and the seven patriarchs can only hand over the seventh clan to the second son Pan Xingpeng, although Pan Xingpeng only has the cultivation of the peak Heavenly Monarch, but after the tempering of the Shura battlefield, the seven patriarchs believe that his Peng'er will definitely be able to become a half-step Tianzun.
Pan Lang is brave and ruthless, Pan Xingpeng is cautious, the eldest son can be the patriarch who expands the territory, and the second son can be the king of Shoucheng.
With the current situation of the seventh tribe, it is just right for Pan Xingpeng to be the patriarch.
"Dad, don't, once you sacrifice, you will die.
Let's run away together, his banner is too strong, why do you have to be strong" Pan Xingpeng has three heads and six arms, one face is full of fear, the other face is full of panic, and the third face is full of eagerness.
With his current strength, if he ascends to the patriarchal position, there will definitely be Asuras who will not accept it.
When the time comes, if an Asura defeats him in public, he can completely snatch his patriarchal position.
When he is not the patriarch, Pan Xingpeng doesn't care very much, because the original patriarch is prepared for Pan Lang.
It's a pity that Pan Lang died in the hands of Demon Yun, and the patriarchal position fell to him.
The patriarchal position passed to him by his father, he definitely didn't want to lose it, he didn't want to be snatched away by other asuras.
"It's Daddy who is sorry for you, not only did he hand over the burden of the patriarch to you in a hurry, but he also left you with a mess.
But if I don't sacrifice, you won't be able to escape, so let me protect you one last time before I die.
Let's go."
The Seven Patriarchs used all their strength to push Pan Xingpeng out.
If it wasn't 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 head of a clan, living is simply enjoyable, and if you die, you won't have anything left He is still sitting in the patriarch's seat, which means that he is still in the prime of life, because when he is old, his qi and blood will decay, and he will not be able to keep the patriarch's position at all.
However, only the patriarch could offer sacrifices, and even if he wanted to have other asuras replace him, it would be impossible.
"You have to assist 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, and as for those who had two hearts before, he would definitely not care about their life or death.
One by one, they nodded in agreement, because what they wanted most now was to save their lives.
If the Seven Patriarchs were willing to cover their escape, their chances of survival would be greatly increased.
"Sacrifice my life and sacrifice with my flesh and blood" Time was pressing, and the Seven Patriarchs didn't have time to arrange everything, so they sacrificed themselves directly.
Above his head, a huge black vortex suddenly appeared, and his momentum climbed steadily, as if he had broken through to the Heavenly Venerable Realm.
Legend has it that the patriarch of the Asura tribe offered sacrifices that could summon extremely powerful ancestors.
"Woo woo" The sound of the ghost crying wolf sounded, and in the black whirlpool, a big black hand suddenly stretched out, and the back of the hand was covered with dense scales.
Immediately after, another big black hand appeared, and the two big hands seemed to be tearing at the black vortex, perhaps because his body was too big, and the black vortex was not enough for him to pass through.
"Quick, quick, stop him, destroy the Black Vortex" Demon Yun's face changed, and he hurriedly urged the holy soldiers to bombard the black vortex.
After her reminder, the other Peak Heavenly Monarchs also noticed the Black Vortex, and although they didn't know what kind of existence existed in the Black Vortex, they could deduce his terror just from the two big hands.
The pinnacle Heavenly Monarch beside Ling Dao was urging the Shura Saint King Banner to deal with the black vortex.
Because they noticed that the other holy soldiers attacked on the black vortex, and the black vortex did not damage at all.
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What they can count on now is the Shura Holy King Banner that restrains the Asura tribe.
The two huge asuras, one left and one right, rushed towards the black vortex, and six pairs of fists smashed fiercely into the black vortex.
Unfortunately, they did not succeed, because those big black hands blocked their attack.
It was as if the mountains crashed together with a deafening sound.
"If you dare to make a move on this seat, you will soon regret it" The rumbling sound shook the ground and shook the mountains, and the existence in the black whirlpool had not yet come out, blocking the attack of the Shura Holy King Banner.
Just a pair of big hands, he has such a ability, if he is allowed to come out, then it will be necessary for the seven patriarchs to sacrifice themselves, and the existence that has been summoned is what realm it is "That's not right, isn't there no Heavenly Venerable in the Shura Realm, can't the Peak Heavenly Monarch be so powerful?"
"Who knows what's going on, anyway, if we let him come out, we're afraid we're going to die on the battlefield of Shura."
"Continue to urge the holy soldiers, don't chase and kill the warriors of the Asura tribe, the threat of the black vortex is the greatest" Even if they don't say it, other martial artists can see it.
Originally, with the addition of the Shura Holy King Banner, they could defeat the Asura tribe, who knows, the seven patriarchs sacrificed themselves, and the summoned existence was so terrifying.
If the Seven Patriarchs had sacrificed earlier, wouldn't they have died already "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 beings in the black vortex can come out, not only do we not need to escape, but we can slaughter them all.
The old patriarch sacrificed himself to give us a chance to escape, and the patriarch can't let him down."
The persuasion of the warriors of the Asura tribe finally made Pan Xingpeng turn around, and he no longer paid attention to the Seven Patriarchs, but fled as quickly as possible.
As long as they live, there is still hope for the Seventh Tribe, and the Seventh Tribe will still be able to rise after recuperating for hundreds of years and thousands of years.
The Seven Patriarchs knew that they were going to die soon, but his face was still full of smiles.
The warriors of the Asura clan knew that there was no way out of the black whirlpool, and the heavenly realm warriors didn't know, and now that all the heavenly realm warriors were dealing with the black whirlpool, his Peng'er would be able to escape safely.
"Kill him, he is sacrificing, if he dies, maybe the black vortex will disappear" Demon Yun did not lose his sense of proportion, but pointed at the Seven Patriarchs and said.
The disciples of the Heavenly Fox Holy Land took the lead and attacked one after another, hitting the Seven Patriarchs.
The young disciples of the other forces also reacted, and since they couldn't help the black vortex, they started from the root.
The Seven Patriarchs may be very powerful, but they are not only outnumbered, but also have holy soldiers, and there will definitely be no problem in getting rid of the Seven Patriarchs.
"No one wants to rob the sacrifice of this seat" They thought it would not be difficult to kill the Seven Patriarchs, but they did not succeed.
It wasn't the Seven Patriarchs who blocked their attacks, but a big black hand grabbed it violently and dragged the Seven Patriarchs into the black whirlpool.
No matter how bold they were, they didn't dare to go into the black whirlpool.
"Crunch Crunch" The creepy chewing sound made the young warriors change color.
If they didn't guess wrong, the existence in the black vortex directly took the seven patriarchs as food and ate them into their stomachs.
If the existence in the black vortex came out, their fate was probably the same as that of the Seven Patriarchs.
Under normal circumstances, the existence of the black vortex would indeed be impossible to come out.
However, it is different now, because the existence of the Devil's Hand Forbidden Land has intervened.
Although the existence of the Demon Hand Forbidden Land has not completely broken free from the seal, she has been able to strike at the Shura battlefield.
"I'm the only one, and it's impossible to break the rules of the Shura realm.
Since you want to come, then, I'll help you."
The existence of the Demon Hand Forbidden Land 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 could figure out what was going on, they felt a darkness in front of them, and a behemoth stood in front of them, more majestic than the mountains.
"Hahaha, this seat is finally here, it's good that you guys shot at this seat, you are all good sacrifices, just let this seat enjoy" S: Drunk, today is my birthday, take a day off, owe two chapters ytforiitfreeti0 t1706231537: