I am the master of all worlds

375 Blood Sacrifice

What?
⊙⊙?
Has Zhao Zhixing stepped into the realm of a god king?

"Oh, God King? Quite powerful."

On the Hejiang River, the Hefan officer who came early in the morning brought this information to Zhang Wuyang, and then Zhang Wuyang said this silently, and then entered the intense construction process of the formation. pain.

"This kid, it's useless!" On a nine-foot-high stone pillar, looking at Zhang Wuyang who was constantly making up for gaps and setting up a large formation below, He Fanguan took a sip of the immortal wine and shook his head vigorously.

As for why he didn't do anything, he just let Zhang Wuyang do the work by himself.

……

Who stipulated that immortals must know formations?Officer Hefan wanted to help several times, but the more he helped, the more busy he became.Since then, Officer He Fan has become smarter, so let professional He Luo do the professional work. He can drink the fairy wine and add some peanuts. Isn’t he delicious?

Below, Zhang Wuyang has been concentrating since he started building the formation, but under his calm appearance, there are many emotions in his heart.

How much did he know about Zhao Zhixing's eruption last night? He cultivated the Three Immortals for a while. In terms of the formation method, although this guy is not as good as himself, he has already left behind all the nine-level formation masters in the Star Origin Realm. It can't be said that it is not strong.

It's a pity that this has nothing to do with him, Young Master Zhang, just as he doesn't care what conspiracy and tricks the seven immortals of the Heluo tribe are doing now, even if Zhao Zhixing becomes a fairy tomorrow, it has nothing to do with Young Master Zhang.

Zhao Zhixing couldn't carry the great banner of the Tianjiao of the human race, and in the end it had to be him, Zhang Wuyang and Young Master Zhang.

After all, the entire Star Origin Realm is currently undercurrents. Under the calculation of the saint, a little god king can't turn the sky.

The only one who can shake the sky is him, the master of the group who is a pawn but has the ability to jump out of the chessboard.

Time passed day by day, and before I knew it, it was mid-December.

In less than ten days, Officer He Fan talked to Zhang Wuyang about many important events in the world, most of which were from the human race.

There are human races who once again gave birth to the corpse-slaying gods, and there are also old-fashioned gods of human races promoted to the fairyland. Of course, it is more of the Hefan officer who is yelling at the injustice of God for giving the human race so many arrogance.

Officer He Fan regards the descendant of the Heluo tribe in front of him as a descendant, but unfortunately he doesn't know that this descendant whom he favors is actually a real human race.

"Hoo~!"

Above the big formation, Zhang Wuyang, who had always been sullen and didn't say a few words, suddenly let out a long breath of relief. He squinted his eyes and saw that the sun was in the middle of the sky, and he couldn't help showing a smile.

Jumping onto the stone pillar where Officer Hefan was, he lay there as if he had lost all strength.

"Huh? You guys are finishing work so early today?"

After pouring Zhang Wuyang a cup of immortal wine, Officer He Fan smiled and said.

Taking the contents of the cup, Zhang Wuyang smiled lightly: "The work is finished, the formation is complete, and the work is naturally over."

"what!"

Bang!
The sudden news made Officer He Fan stand up in shock for a moment, and even spilled the immortal wine beside his knees, but it didn't make him frown, who loves wine so much, he asked seriously, "Are you sure? !"

"Sure!"

"I swear in the name of my grandpa, the god king, that I really created this great formation!"

"Besides, I spent half of this morning checking. There is no problem with the operation of the formation. As long as the operation of the formation starts, it will be like a running giant beast. Even if there are some small flaws on its body, it will not affect the attack target."

"After all, the curse formation is a one-time formation, and there is no consideration for recycling, so as long as one hit is effective, there is no need to consider reusing it in the future, and running again. This aspect is simpler than other large formations."

"Hiss~!" At this moment, Officer He Fan suddenly wanted to say something so terrifying!
Although he doesn't understand formations, he still knows some basic common sense.

It is very difficult to create a super-large formation like this!

Seeing that no one in the entire Heluo tribe could help Zhang Wuyang, not even a single one of them, I knew one or two of them.

Looking at Zhang Wuyang, who was getting thinner and thinner by the day, Officer He Fan didn't know what words to use to describe his current mood.

For a long time, squatting there, patted Zhang Wuyang's shoulder heavily,

"Good boy! Well done!"

After all, the figure was gone.

But in less than a minute, Officer Hefan ran back again.

"Heyu, tell me, how many people can be cursed to death by this curse formation at most."

"There is no real standard for this, no upper limit! But if you curse our own race, you can exchange ten for one. If you want to curse our enemy human race, below extraordinary, ten for one. For other races, it also depends on how much luck the opponent has. saint……"

"I'm asking those human arrogance."

"Tianjiao of the human race has his own means, is protected by saints, and is favored by luck, so the difficulty rises sharply. To be on the safe side, my Heluo tribe has 1000 million old and weak, and I can change it, but this is the beginning of the big formation. The replacement method. If five people are cursed to death, then 500 million old and weak can be exchanged for one Tianjiao."

Sitting up from the stone pillar, Zhang Wuyang suddenly stared at Officer He Fan seriously.

"Senior Fanguan, this junior has always had a question that I don't understand, can you answer it for me?"

"Oh? What's the problem?"

"My Heluo tribe, are we going to give up Heluo Mansion? Are we...are we going to abandon most of our clansmen and flee to the end of the world?"

"I used to live in the abyss of revenge for Prince Xiang, so I racked my brains to arrange a curse formation, and the seniors agreed."

Looking at Officer He Fan, Zhang Wuyang continued: "I didn't think much about it at the time, but recently I've become more sober, and found that if the formation of a curse really kills the genius of the human race, I'm afraid that the saints of the human race will be furious, and I He The Luo people cannot avoid disaster."

"So, I thought a lot, but I only thought of this point. We are going to take the elite and leave, so lose the car and save the handsome!"

Zhang Wuyang's question was beyond the expectation of Officer He Fan, but at this time, Officer He Fan was not shocked, but smiled with relief and satisfaction.

Nodding slightly, "Yes!"

"why?"

"Because, we, who have lost the power of the Martial Immortal... have no choice." Looking at Zhang Wuyang at this time, Officer Hefan became more and more satisfied: "Heyu, in fact, you can go beyond the boundary of hatred and perceive the things in it , the old man is very satisfied!"

"My Heluo race is highly fertile. As a superior, you don't have to waste too much emotion on the number of races that can be restored at any time."

"If possible, the old man hopes that you can become a Martial Immortal, or even become a saint of our Heluo clan. Of course, looking at the Heluo clan, maybe only you have such potential."

"So, the old man hopes that you... will support my Heluo sky in the future, understand?"

"I..." Staring at Officer He Fan, Zhang Wuyang remained silent.

The Heluo clan is like this, so will the saints of the human race be like this?

Immediately, with a sassy smile in my heart,
If the human race is like this, it will not be able to achieve today's prosperity.

The growth of a race, if the vitality is gone, is basically useless. It is not as simple as Hefan officer thinks.

In other words, the Heluo tribe was destined to become a tragedy from the moment He Xiong became a martial immortal, and from the moment He Xiong instilled such thinking in the tribe.

"I want to be quiet."

"Hmm." Patting Zhang Wuyang on the shoulder, Officer Hefan sighed in a rare way: "There are some things that you have to figure out for yourself, He Yu. In addition, prepare a blood sacrifice to sacrifice the formation. This time, I, the Heluo tribe, will take care of it." One hundred million people."

After all, Officer He Fan left completely.

The matter on Zhang Wuyang's side is over, and this time it's the seven immortals' turn to be busy.

It is very complicated to bring the [-] million Heluo old and weak here to sacrifice, but also to secretly send away potential clansmen, and to guard against sabotage by the human race.

But these complicated things have nothing to do with Zhang Wuyang.

Since mid-December, Zhang Wuyang has lived a life like a salted fish every day. Occasionally, the Hefan officer or the immortal of the Heluo tribe who died will come, and during the period, he will bring a formation master from the Purple Spirit tribe. Once, it is mainly to check whether the big formation is really all right.

The result is self-evident, Zhang Dashao's level of formation is so high that a purple spirit clan who doesn't even have a saint can see the dawn?
After giving a great deal of pertinence, the formation master of the Purple Spirit Clan never came again, probably because he was hit.

In late December, the old and the weak of the Heluo tribe arrived one after another, carrying daggers one by one, with fanaticism in their eyes, committing suicide one after another in the formation, blood staining every corner of the formation. corner.

Then the god king He Luo ignited a fire, completely burning these dead He Luo to ashes.

And every crop of Heluo's old and weak blood will be quickly absorbed by the big formation. Every morning when Zhang Wuyang wakes up, the big formation is still covered with gray ashes.

A large formation, like a sky-swallowing monster, devoured wave after wave of life.

Regarding this, Zhang Wuyang felt no disturbance in his heart.

not my kind,

Its heart must be different!

If there are two or more intelligent races with huge differences in the same region, then the first rule of these intelligent races is: survival of the fittest!With me without you!

This is above morality!
In this day-to-day ritual formation, finally, the New Year's Eve has arrived.

Zhang Wuyang roughly estimated that during this period of time, the number of Heluo who sacrificed to the formation has reached almost [-] million.

In the early morning, Qinggen looked towards the south, and there was no sound of killing and hunting from the human race more than 3000 miles away today, and brilliant fireworks were set off.

Seventeen extraordinary powers, including the seven immortals, are the only ones left of the Heluo clan, dragging their blood-stained bodies to the place of the formation.

During this period of time, they encountered countless battles on the battlefield and in the homeland of the Heluo people.

Although the higher-ups on the human race already knew that Zhang Wuyang had set up this curse formation, this kind of thing was kept extremely secret, and ordinary people didn't even know about it.

So naturally, many warriors of the human race spontaneously organized and caused great damage to the Heluo tribe.

When Zhang Wuyang first came to the Heluo tribe, there were still [-] million Heluo tribes.

But now, with [-] million killed in battle and [-] million sacrificed, there are [-] million left.

(End of this chapter)