Chapter 1911: Construct a trap with blood! The ambition to sting!
Whoosh!
Seeing the leader of the group crashing to death on the Sun Star, Yang Fan's face suddenly turned cold and he turned around suddenly. He had deliberately spared his hand just now, but several people who were seriously injured also chose to commit suicide at the same time!
Twelve corpses lay across the ground, looking horrifying.
"Okay, okay!"
At this moment, Yang Fan didn't understand that he was still being plotted!
These people seemed to want to kill him, but in fact they were not sure, so they simply used their lives to frame him!
After all, how could he imagine that these people who were on the seventh or eighth floor of the Chonglou, or even the ninth floor of the ancestral realm, would so decisively choose to kill themselves and end their lives at this moment!
"I didn't expect that when I was hunting geese all day long, my eyes were pecked out by the geese! Don't let me catch your tail!"
Yang Fan's voice was cold, and with a wave of his hand, the nine-round sun suddenly fell, and the twelve corpses on the ground were directly wiped away. However, twelve small flags fell on the ground.
He grabbed it from a distance and twelve small flags fell into his hands.
And this is exactly the formation flag of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods Formation!
Yang Fan turned over his hand to put it away, and then left the place quickly without hesitation.
at the same time.
At the moment when this group of people were killed, in the central sacrificial place of the alliance of human tribes, in the incense-filled main hall, twelve of the bright lights suddenly went out one after another!
When a burly old man saw this scene, his expression suddenly turned ugly.
With a cry of sorrow, he staggered out of the sacrificial hall and headed towards where Emperor Yao lived. Before he even entered the door, he was already crying bitterly: "Emperor Yao, something big has happened!"
At this moment, Emperor Yao in the palace was getting older and older, and his brows could not hide the look of exhaustion and weariness.
When he saw the burly old man breaking in, he frowned and said, "What happened?"
The burly old man's face was full of sorrow, and he covered his face with his hands, unable to hide his muddy old tears, and said: "Twelve of the new flag-bearers of our human race suddenly died..."
boom!
As soon as these words came out, Di Yao's body trembled slightly, and a look of anger that could not be concealed flashed across his eyes.
He stood up suddenly, stared at the burly old man, and said word by word: "Sting, you say it again!"
The burly old man Hou Zheng felt the tyrannical aura emanating from Emperor Yao. His whole body trembled, and he collapsed on the ground. He said again intermittently: "Twelve of the new flag-bearers have fallen."
"..."
Emperor Yao took a deep breath, stepped out of the hall, and appeared in the sacrificial hall in a flash.
Sure enough, the light representing the twelve new flag bearers has been extinguished.
The fists in Di Yao's sleeves suddenly clenched.
During the Battle of Defeating Heaven, Jin Zheng, Shui Zheng, Mu Zheng and others, who were the pinnacles of the Xuantian Realm of the human race, teamed up to set up the Twelve Heavenly Gods Formation. After the formation was broken, they did not hesitate to self-destruct one after another in order to die together with Donghuang Tai.
After the war, he selected forty-eight new flag-bearers from among the many heroes of the Battle of Heaven for a long time.
These people will continue to become familiar with the Twelve Capitals of the Heavenly Gods, and the fittest will survive, until in the end only the twelve most powerful people will be left as the new heritage of the human race.
Moreover, he will be supported by the entire human race to achieve the upper realm.
But now it's good, not long after this plan started, twelve people died, accounting for a quarter of the total!
"Relight these lights! I want to find them!"
Emperor Yao heard the footsteps behind him and gave instructions.
"yes."
It was Houzheng who came in. He quickly stepped forward and quickly relit the twelve bright lamps according to the secret method. The so-called bright lamps were actually dark lamps and also life lamps.
When these lamps were lit again by the sting, gray flames emerged, and the surrounding temperature seemed to suddenly become freezing, making people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.
"The heroic soul of the human race has returned! Imperial order!"
When Emperor Yao saw this scene, he directly spent his family's luck and fell on the bright lamp.
The fortune of the clan was like oil. As soon as it fell, the light of these twelve lamps suddenly became brighter, instantly illuminating the dome of the main hall.
For a moment, the last scenes of these people before their death were reflected!
And this scene is exactly the scene where Yang Fan completely wiped out the corpses of these twelve people with the nine-round sun, and picked up the twelve Dutian Shensha formation flags!
"Yes, it's Yang!!"
"I should have thought a long time ago that the twelve flag-bearers can evolve into a great formation of gods and demons. Ordinary ancient demons and gods are invincible. How come none of them can escape? It turns out that it was Yang who took action!"
"What a Sun Emperor! He is definitely not a remnant of the Tree Tribe. He is a descendant of the Chao clan. He must be an undercover agent trained by a foreign tribe and placed in our clan!"
Houzheng looked shocked when he saw this scene.
At the same time, his expression turned into one full of sorrow, and he kept beating his chest with his fists: "I regret that I didn't see through this person! Now it seems that this person is just trying to plot against our human race's secrets - the Twelve Capital Gods' Formation
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"Emperor Yao, please order this person to be killed. You must avenge these flag-bearers!"
Houzheng fell to his knees with an angry expression on his face.
"Yang..."
Emperor Yao looked at the scene in the picture, closed his eyes, and opened them again after a while, and said, "Hou Zhi, please pass the order to Siyue and ask them to recover the formation flag and bring Yang to see me."
"Yes, Emperor Yao."
Housting's eyes flashed, but he still took the order quickly.
But with a hesitant expression, he spoke again, "But this man holds the Nine Suns and the incomplete Sun Star in his hand. I am afraid that the four mountains will miss him, so I ask Emperor Yao to give me the imperial bow to defeat this beast."
However, Emperor Yao rejected Hou Zheng's proposal: "The Emperor's Bow is an important weapon of the human race. It suppresses the clan's luck. This matter has not been thoroughly investigated. How can it be used so easily?"
"Yes, Emperor Yao."
A trace of unwillingness flashed across Hou Zheng's eyes, but he still retreated.
Emperor Yao stood in the main hall, looking at the twelve extinguished lights, and then at the rows of spiritual tablets enshrined here, with a trace of pain in his eyes.
"The human race has just been pacified for a few days. You, how dare you do this..."
His pale beard and hair looked even more disappointed.
Buzz!
At this moment, another figure that was almost identical to him appeared, it was his clan destiny clone.
"Find Yang as soon as possible, I want to see him."
Emperor Yao spoke.
"yes."
The clan luck clone nodded, and then disappeared from the place in a flash.
On the other side, Hou Zheng also left the alliance center and went to look for Siyue in person. However, after leaving the alliance, he couldn't help but look back at the sacrificial site.
"Don't blame us. After all, Shenyang is related to the hope of our clan's real rise. Emperor Yao, you are old and no longer have the ambition you once had, so why do you still want to be a roadblock for us?"
"Sacrifice some of your clan members, but you can gain the survival of your clan for eternity!"
Houzheng pursed his lips, but his eyes showed an unprecedented determination, "Even I am already prepared to fall at any time!"