C798 Revive
C798 Revive
In the cultivation world, no one would make such a sacrifice without hesitation.
However, the Skeleton Ghost Sect was able to make some of their disciples do such a thing.
These disciples had been nurtured since they were young. They had absolute faith in the sect and were absolutely loyal.
However, the cost of nurturing them was also very high. There weren't many disciples like these in the sect. If one of them died, one would die.
"Your sacrifice will exchange for the foundation of our sect for tens of millions of years!"
Grey-robed Cultivator murmured and raised his voice, "Patriarch Ouyang of the Skeleton Ghost Sect, I, Han Xiu, will lead my disciples to wake you up today. Wake up, Patriarch Ouyang! "
His voice seemed to have some kind of magic. At this moment, the blood that gathered under the statue suddenly turned red, turning the statue blood-red.
At this moment, a flame spurted out from the void, burning the few disciples of Skeleton Ghost Sect who had killed themselves into ashes.
A hurried and obscure incantation was spat out from Grey-robed Cultivator's mouth. Ancient characters that looked like they were real appeared in the raging flames in the void.
A strange scene appeared!
The statue actually slowly stood up from the ground at this moment.
He raised his head and looked at the Empress on the Thousand Ren Throne with his hands behind his back. A killing intent appeared in his eyes.
"I know. I will return. And you, Ning Hanyan, where are you now?"
Patriarch Ouyang smiled sinisterly.
Then his heart trembled. "What's wrong with me? I can't remember what happened before. Oh my god! I lost my memory? "
" Congratulations, Patriarch. You've returned victorious! "
"The disciples of Skeleton Ghost Sect have come to welcome Old Ancestor under Sect Master's orders!"
Grey-robed Cultivator and Han Xiu immediately led the disciples behind him to kneel on the ground.
Han Xiu was extremely happy. It seemed like the sacrifice this time wasn't in vain. Since Patriarch Ouyang had been resurrected, with the old ancestor's strength, their sect would definitely be able to call the wind and summon the rain in the snow.
The disaster of the Snow Dance was extremely serious. If Patriarch Ouyang could recover the Cultivation Level, not only would their sect survive, they would also be able to develop greatly.
Actually, it couldn't be said that they would be resurrected. It was because some of Patriarch Ouyang's incomplete divine souls were sealed in the statue. The Skeleton Ghost Sect had to use the Ancient Arcane Art to awaken these incomplete divine souls, and use the life force of the 24 disciples to fill in the missing divine souls.
"Although the old ancestor's strength has yet to recover, he can still summon that thing."
Han Xiu looked at it, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Oh? So you are disciples of my Skeleton Ghost Sect. All of you, get up."
Patriarch Ouyang turned his head around and called out to those disciples with an indifferent tone.
When they heard this, the shock on Meng Yu and the others finally stopped.
Reviving, even if it was reviving some incomplete divine souls, it still made many people envious. One had to know that in this world, people could not be revived even if they died.
Meng Yu saw that Patriarch Ouyang was a Yellow-faced Man with a medium build. His aura was cold, and his body revealed a trace of blood-red light.
At this moment, another group of people barged into the palace.
"This despicable man, this despicable man..." Thousand Mouth's eyes widened, and he kept muttering these words.
Meng Yu ignored him. He looked at the noble empress on the throne.
That Patriarch Ouyang could be resurrected. So, this statue can also be his mother?
He used the Spiritual Consciousness to investigate, wanting to see if the statue also contained his mother's divine soul.
Unfortunately, when his Spiritual Consciousness arrived in front of the throne, it was burned away by the flames.
Patriarch Ouyang slowly looked at everyone, a trace of gloominess flashed across his eyes.
His strength had been greatly suppressed, and he was only left with a few percent of his strength. Even so, he was still able to crush the many ant-like cultivators that had entered the hall.
He raised his hand, and a black lightning bolt condensed in his hand. In an instant, it struck towards the disciples who had just entered from some unknown sect.
Ahhhh... With a few sounds, the five disciples were all struck by the lightning. Their bodies spasmed violently as they slowly died.
Meng Yu and the others felt a chill in their hearts when they saw this.
Most of the five disciples were at the Late Golden Core Stage Cultivation Level, and one of them was Divine Sea Stage Cultivators. However, it was still difficult for him to block Patriarch Ouyang's attack from the Skeleton Ghost Sect.
"Let's go!"
Some of the warriors were shouting and running away from the scene.
Patriarch Ouyang sneered, "You want to leave?"
His hand condensed into a huge hand, and in an instant, two more cultivators who were trying to escape were crushed into powder.
Everyone was so shocked that they didn't dare to make any other moves.
"Old ancestor, why do you need to make a move on these ants? We can destroy them. Now, old ancestor, please summon that thing. "
Han Xiu respectfully took a step forward and clasped his fists.
"What's your name?" Patriarch Ouyang looked at him.
"This disciple's name is Han Xiu, and he's a core disciple deacon." Han Xiu said in a straightforward manner.
Slap! Han Xiu's face was slapped. "You don't need to teach me a lesson in the future. What should I do?"
Han Xiu was stunned for a moment. Fortunately, Patriarch Ouyang didn't use his Yuan energy. Otherwise, a disciple of the Cultivation Level like him would undoubtedly die.
"Yes, yes, this disciple knows his crime."
He obediently complied and retreated.
Meng Yu looked at the unfathomable Patriarch Ouyang. Even with just a glance, Meng Yu could feel a strong pressure coming towards him.
He wanted to escape, but when he saw the two cultivators who were smashed into powder, he didn't dare to move.
However, with the protection of the Blue Stone, he didn't panic.
Patriarch Ouyang looked at the empress on the throne with his pair of eyes. A white skeleton formed from Yuan Qi appeared in his palm and instantly flew upwards.
The white skeleton cried out strangely, and a few more skeletons appeared. Soon, a few more new skeletons appeared.
One had three lives, three lives, and all living things. It was endless.
By the time they reached the Flame Emperor's throne, the number of skeletons had increased by countless times.
Patriarch Ouyang wanted to destroy the empress statue!
How could Meng Yu allow this person to destroy his mother's statue?
Although he still didn't know why his mother's statue was here, and why his mother had become an empress.
However, as a son, he couldn't watch helplessly as someone destroyed the statue in front of him.
He drew out his treasured sword and took a step forward. He wanted to stop Patriarch Ouyang, but to his surprise, the entire void trembled.
"Thank you, Old Ancestor, for summoning that thing!"
Han Xiu lowered his head and cupped his fist.
After being slapped, he didn't even have the courage to raise his head to look at Patriarch Ouyang.
However, Patriarch Ouyang ignored him. He was staring at the Flame Emperor's throne coldly.
Meng Yu's sword immediately slashed out a few Sword Waves towards the ghost faces of the skeletons.
The ghost faces were already close to the throne, but they were broken by the flames.
When his Sword Wave struck, it only shattered two of the ghost faces!
His eyes narrowed. These flames were too powerful. One had to know that these ghost faces were created by Patriarch Ouyang, who even Divine Sea Stage Cultivators couldn't block his attack, but was burned away by the flames.
Even without the Sword Wave that Meng Yu sent out, those ghost faces could not support the throne.
"Hello, Senior Ouyang. My family's old ancestor has some connections with your esteemed sect."
Donghe Mu took a step forward, cupped his fists respectfully, and said. He then pointed at Meng Yu and said, "This kid is too bold. He also has two Dao Soldiers prisons on him. Senior, please kill this kid and bring out those treasures."
When Patriarch Ouyang heard this, he sized up Meng Yu from head to toe, and his killing intent overflowed, "I was wondering why there was a familiar aura here. It turns out that there was an old friend here."