In the outskirts of Puyang, five-colored earth has become an altar for offering sacrifices to heaven.

Above the altar of Tuliu, an ancient metal altar stood tall. Yu Hu and a large group of Yu tribe colonized saints stood beside the altar with distorted faces, one by one, one by one, and cold sweat kept sliding down their foreheads.

They felt Pan Yu's invasion, they heard Pan Yu's laughter and words, and they also saw that Yu Huo was crushed by Pan Yu like a pig or dog, turned into a blood mist and swallowed by Pan Yu in one mouthful.

What's even more terrifying is that the ominous information about Pan Yu's words, the colonial saints who could not rely on their own strength to transform their eyes into a vertical eyebrow, almost exhausted half of the resources of the colonial world to exchange a drop from the holy realm, helping them transform their eyes into a vertical eyebrow, transform their bodies into a confinement, and comprehend the Pan Yu's holy blood that merges the Great Way of Heaven and Earth is actually Pan Yu's conspiracy?

Anyone who uses Pan Yu's Holy Blood will never escape Pan Yu's control?

Those who have used Pan Yu Shengxue, such as Yu Meng, naturally had pale faces like dead people, while those colonial saints who had not used Pan Yu Shengxue had their faces not good-looking.

Pan Yu's actions towards Yu Huo fully demonstrate his character. The fear that comes from the depths of their bloodlines drives them to seek all the possibilities of saving their lives at all costs.

"An unexpected joy!" Fuxi and a group of human powers stood under the altar, and the Holy Emperor Xuanyuan laughed with a smile on his face.

Faced with the threat brought by Pan Yu, only the Iron Blood Emperor, who once led the human race through the bloody storm, had such a powerful and hard nerve to smile.

"It's indeed an unexpected joy." Shennong and several ancestors of the Suiren clan also looked at the densely packed alien saints standing on the altar with a smile. Pan Yu's sudden arrival caught everyone off guard, and at the same time forced these alien saints to make up their minds to make up their minds to take a gamble!

These colonial saints who witnessed Yu Meng's use of the power of prayer and altar to achieve the saints, they made up their minds, pulled their faces, and took everything to find the human race. They strongly demanded that the human race exchange the rewards of the first witch lineage, and at the same time, they hysterically asked the human race to help them reach the holy realm!

Yu Hu and others simply proposed that as long as the human race agrees to them to borrow prayers and sacrifice to the altar, all conditions will be left to the human race lion!

Therefore, the human gentry powers led by Fuxi spoke out loudly, so these colonial saints became unexpected surprises outside the human gentry's plan, so these colonial saints gathered closely around the altar.

On the altar, all the colonial saints who had negotiated conditions with the human race looked at the north with despair, looking at the huge black figure floating in the sky in the north. Apart so far, Pan Yu's aura was still extremely terrifying. All the alien races felt heavy in their hearts, filled with Pan Yu's huge figure, and could no longer hold anything.

For no reason, they knew that the only purpose of Pan Yu appeared was to destroy all the Yu clans, the Jia clans and the Hui clans!

So, Yu Hu and the others struggled hard.

Whether it is a dog who is anxious to jump over the wall or seeks medical treatment in a hurry, even if it is the last roar at the dying time, they must use the prayers and altars of the human race to gather the power of billions of creatures from the colonial world they have conquered, so that they can reach the holy realm and become saints!

If someone like Yu Meng who has used Pan Yu Shengxue, he is destined to die, then die!

But if a lucky man like Yu Hu who has not yet had the chance to use Pan Yu's Holy Blood, if he becomes a saint, they may still be able to escape from Pangu's world and may have the chance to return to their own colonial world!

Yu Hu and the others have made up their minds that once they escape back to the colonial world they conquered, they will immediately block the world without saying a word, hide their breath, cut off all ties with the Panyu world, and smooth out all clues.

With so many colonial saints and millions of colonial worlds, they don’t believe that Pan Yu can look for them one by one!

Even if he has this perseverance and energy, and so many colonial worlds, maybe how many disasters have passed when he finds his own head. It is much better to live one more day than to die one day earlier, right?

Maybe, there will be some unexpected changes?

Si Wenming stood beside Fuxi and others. Xuanyuan Sword was hanging around his waist, and his body was filled with clouds and smoke. The shadows of countless birds and beasts flashed in the clouds and smoke. There were countless starlights appearing in the clouds and smoke. Si Wenming's realm was still at the peak of the Witch Emperor, but against the backdrop of these starlights, his aura was much stronger than the Witch God.

"They were really frightened and forced to do so. All such harsh conditions were agreed." Si Wenming looked at the colonial saints with a smile: "I really didn't expect that this time the evil ghosts of alien races invaded Pangu's world, but they brought us meat to their door! With so many world luck, can this altar really squeeze out all the luck power of so many worlds?"

"As long as they agree, they will definitely do it." Fuxi chuckled softly: "So many of us collect divine materials in Hongmeng Chaos, and spent countless years of hard work to create prayer and altars. They were originally holy tools for luck created for our human race. He has many wonderful uses, and the benefits of delivering them to the door are not difficult to harvest."

"That's Pan Yu!" Xuanyuan Holy Emperor looked over to the huge black figure in the north with a fierce fighting spirit: "Thanks to him, these alien races forced us to agree with such harsh conditions. It's really strange that he is going to destroy the people of his own world?"

"There are always all kinds of monsters and monsters in the world. How can we understand what they think? "Di Shun smiled slightly and looked up at the sky: "For example... this time, our human race is in trouble, and all kinds of unbearable scenes, the human races below Gongsun Xu..."

The group closed their mouths and sighed softly.

Yu Hu and others suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground. At the same time, powerful magic fluctuations spread on their bodies. There was a dazzling divine light rushing in their eyes. They released the power in their bodies to the fullest, connecting all their minds and the altars.

In the dark, through the magical power of praying and altar, Yu Hu and others communicated with the colonial world they conquered and ruled at the same time.

In the colonial world of countless Yu tribes, those strange indigenous creatures heard the call of their masters at the same time. They felt a huge force burst out from their hearts, and they began to involuntarily call the name of their masters.

A strong light soared into the sky, and the light column slowly spread around with a deafening tsunami sound.
Chapter completed!