The huge turtle shell lit up with criss-crossing lights.
It was originally just a turtle shell, a dead object. But at this moment, when countless people's thoughts rushed into the turtle shell, it seemed to have transformed into a divine turtle with its head standing on the sky and the earth, with rays of light and phantoms outlining the gods.
Other parts of the turtle -
Xuanwu head.
Xuanwu tail.
physical body.
limbs.
When Da Xuanwu saw this scene, his expression was extremely excited. He knelt there with tears streaming down his face and muttered: "The God Turtle Zhaoshi, the God Turtle Zhaoshi. I didn't expect to see such a scene in my lifetime. I will die without regrets!"
"Ancestors, have you seen the difficulties our Xuanwu clan is facing now?"
"Come help us!"
At this moment, the scene was grand and the hearts of the people were particularly united.
It can be said that there is unprecedented unity in the divine world.
Wu Chaoyang walked to the center of the turtle's back.
At this moment, the tortoise's back was shining brightly, as if it were a life-like large basalt, with its head raised towards the sky.
"The sky and the earth are vast, Xuanwu Chao Gang!"
"Use blood as a sacrifice, use life as a sacrifice!"
Wu Chaoyang raised his hands and sang loudly.
The next moment, circles of cracks appeared on his wrist, and blood spurted out from his wrist.
At the same moment, a total of 999 fortune tellers from the Xuanwu tribe were standing under the turtle shell altar. Their movements were surprisingly consistent with Wu Chaoyang's. Their wrists were also cut and blood was gushing out.
Divination, sacrifice.
Use blood, life, and life to obtain a glimmer of vitality in the way of heaven and find a way out for the six realms.
There was more and more blood, and instead of flowing down, it entered the turtle shell like the power of thought... There were lines on the turtle shell, and Wu Chaoyang's blood was flowing on the turtle shell lines.
Like a water channel, it spreads out from the center.
The blood of the nine hundred and ninety-nine diviners below was blended into the bottom of the turtle shell, making the turtle shell altar more lifelike and the image of Xuanwu even more lifelike.
However, the hearts of those watching below gradually tightened.
The blood on a person's body is limited.
A mortal would be almost dead if half of the blood from his body flows out. Although the blood of gods is many times more than that of mortals, and the blood of mysterious beasts is more, it cannot be endless. The blood flowing out of Wu Chaoyang's body is like a pool of blood.
It became a small river.
In this way, the lives of these people are really like candles in the wind, which will be extinguished at any time.
The scene was silent.
You can only hear the nine hundred and ninety-nine diviners singing with a special syllable under the turtle shell.
The people kneeling below were silent, but their tears were flowing.
The surrounding foreigners also felt a sense of solemnity and solemnity, and no one spoke.
Finally, the lines on the turtle shell were covered with blood and filled up.
Wu Chaoyang was also shaky and his face was pale.
Then, the entire turtle-back altar began to rotate, making bursts of mysterious sounds that echoed the syllables of the nine hundred and ninety-nine diviners below; at this time, Wu Chaoyang began to divine, drawing dotted lines in the air with his hands.
It was like a streak of stars.
Like the mystery of the universe.
And what he divined was the way to survive in the six realms.
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five minutes later.
The altar turned faster and faster, and Wu Chaoyang's hands moved faster and faster.
It’s to the point where it can’t be seen clearly with the naked eye.
Then everyone saw that Wu Chaoyang's body was changing. His hair was originally completely black, but it slowly turned gray, gray, white...and then began to fall off, turning into a bald head.
That is rapidly consuming life span.
But it's obviously not enough and it's not over yet.
Wu Chaoyang turned into a big turtle again.
The people under the altar are not much better. Their essence and blood are constantly being lost, and their longevity is constantly being depleted. They are struggling to support...
"My ancestors bless me!"
Wu Chaoyang shouted, the body of the big turtle began to crack, and blood poured out like a stream.
The diviners below also transformed into their true bodies and made sacrifices like crazy.
Some people couldn't hold on and fell down, their flesh and blood being sucked dry, leaving only a turtle's back in the end.
At this moment, everyone in the Xuanwu clan was grieving and crying silently.
Ye Kai looked at the scene in front of him, feeling sad and extremely intolerable. He slowly turned his head and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
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This is truly the moment of life and death for the six realms.
Wu Chaoyang's divination was not certain to be successful, but he did not hesitate to risk his life in order to bet on the future; the same was true for the nine hundred and ninety-nine fortune tellers below.
Everyone is nervous.
Everyone hopes that Wu Chaoyang can succeed.
This is also the only hope that the Six Realms can hold on to.
"boom--"
"Boom boom boom——"
At this time, the diviners below the altar exploded into blood mist one after another.
Sacrificial divination has reached a critical moment.
They started working hard.
It's all filled with life.
Unfortunately, no one else can help with this kind of divination.
Life and death in the six realms are too heavy, and it is impossible to succeed without paying a heavy price.
More and more diviners are exploding into blood mist and dying as sacrifices, one hundred, two hundred... five hundred...
There are very few left, and even those who are still alive have very little life left, and may never even be able to become human again.
Wu Chaoyang... actually... exploded the next moment.
It exploded into a large pool of blood mist.
"Ah——" "What?"
"The great fortune teller also exploded. Doesn't that mean...failed?"
Everyone was shocked, even the Xuanwu people were dumbfounded.
After paying such a heavy price, was it all in vain?
The hearts of Ye Kai and others also suddenly rose.
But soon I saw that Wu Chaoyang's soul flew out and merged with the secret of the universe that he had drawn before.
Finally, his soul turned into light, flew rapidly in the air, and wrote a line of words——
The Xuanyuan Divine Sword controls the six realms, and the Four Swords of Zhuxian rule the eight desolations.
A voice reached everyone's ears at the same time——
"These five divine swords are the foundation of the six realms. If you find them, you can suppress the six realms and prevent outsiders from refining them. However, you must find the bloodline of Emperor Xuanyuan before you can use them."
"I tried my best, I tried my best."
"Ye Kai, it's up to you whether you can turn things around!"
"You have the great fortune of one hundred and eight true love women. You are a big stallion who relies on women for a living. Believe in yourself and your true love. You will succeed. You will definitely succeed. Go away, old man!"
When Ye Kai heard this voice, his heart suddenly shook.
It's actually these divine swords.
sure!
The Xuanyuan Divine Sword is in the Yanhuang World, and three of the four Immortal Killing Swords are also in his hands, but the last one, the Immortal Killing Sword, is unknown.
But the next second, he realized that something was wrong. It seemed that countless people present were looking at him with extremely strange eyes, and then he suddenly woke up.
"Let me choke you, what did this old turtle say in the end?"
"In front of everyone in the Xuanwu Sect, you actually said...exposing me?"
He almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
What does it mean that I rely on women for a living? Is it okay for women to rely on me for a living?
Da Xuanwu cried out in grief: "Congratulations, senior!"
All the Xuanwu tribe shouted: "Best farewell to the Great Fortune Teller!"
Ye Kai then jumped up: "Well, the Xuanwu clan has sacrificed so many people and finally found a way out for us. Among the five divine swords, who has the Zhuxian Sword or who knows the news about the Zhuxian Sword?
"
Then a woman stood up and said, "Ye Kai, the Immortal Killing Sword is in my hand."
Um?
The voice sounds a bit familiar.
At first glance, it turned out to be Tang Xiaowei.
Great, isn’t Tang Xiaowei the bloodline of Emperor Xuanyuan?
Tang Xiaowei said: "I am also the bloodline of Emperor Xuanyuan. I can give you the Zhuxian Sword, but I have a condition."
When everyone heard this, they immediately became unhappy.
When has this happened? Everyone should be united to fight against foreign enemies. Why do you still impose conditions?