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Soon there were only a group of ordinary guardians left in the entire Jiazi Realm, and began to transfer those extremely weak half-human monsters.

The ancestor Tianzhao left Jiazi Realm with his two disciples Yulong Yufeng, and his four disciples Chengfeng Yuman, to harvest the souls of those ordinary world human races.

The ancestor of Tianji and Huang Mi passed through the Temple of Heaven and Earth where there was still a trace of the divine power of the ancestor without a trace, and arrived in Wuzi Realm in the blink of an eye.

"The ancestor of the heavenly secret!" When the guardian responsible for managing the E-character star field saw the ancestor of the heavenly secret, he respectfully saluted the ancestor of the heavenly secret.

"Evacuate all the practitioners in the Star Territory of the letter E, go to Jiazi Realm, and prepare for battle at any time!" The ancestor of Tianji looked at this unsacred star administrator with solemn expression. Once these people go to war, they will at most be As a cannon fodder that can be discarded at any time.

"What's wrong?" The law protector suddenly widened his eyes, and while greeted his subordinates to prepare to evacuate, he followed the Tianji ancestor and walked towards the exit of the heaven.

The ancestor of Tianji squinted his head and glanced back and said faintly: "The battle with the Heavenly Alliance is about to begin. You are ready at any time. Your strength is one step short of becoming a holy. It is best to hope that you can enter before the war begins. Holy, otherwise your value will be no different from these ordinary human slaves!"

After all, the ancestor of the heavenly secret took Huang Mi to step out of the heaven.

The guardian who was left was immediately shocked, and led everyone to the stone forest formation in the heaven.

All practitioners in the eight independent worlds of the entire E-shaped star field were quickly removed.

In this huge star field, there are completely only the two ancestors of Huang Yu and Tianji, as well as the human slaves who are waiting to be slaughtered.

In the eyes of these practitioners, the only value of these ordinary human races is their flesh and blood and life, and everything else has almost no value.

From birth to death, a person will absorb the essence of heaven and earth more or less, and what a practitioner needs is the few drops of essence and blood in the mortal fetus of the flesh and the rare essence of heaven and earth in the body, and everyone The three souls and seven souls are used to strengthen their own souls.

For the sake of strength, almost everyone is more inclined to this cruel but very efficient method.

"Huang Mi, let’s start directly from the Bingzi Realm. We don’t have many remaining cores. We will split the entire C-character star domain, and we will get rid of Qin Feng and the Heavenly Dao League, these worthless human races. There are many slaves." The ancestor of Tianji hovered cross-legged in the air with his eyes closed, looking down at the civilians working in the human world or the craftsmen who were building houses.

In his eyes, these people farming civilians are like a group of leaf-cutting ants holding grass blades, and those hardworking craftsmen are just a group of digging worker ants.

If you build such a wooden house, you only need to wave your hand, just like a human being to make a hole for an ant, he only needs to take out a bamboo stick and stick it toward the ground.

Huang Mi looked at the ancestor of the heavenly mystery floating in the sky with his eyes closed, and could roughly imagine that the ancestor of the heavenly mystery still decided to give all these resources to himself this time.

I saw Huang Meteo's aura suddenly skyrocketing, his hands stretched flat in the air to both sides, and the whole person suspended above the heaven in the form of a "ten".

Strands of golden divine power flew from the tips of his fingers, weaving a golden snare in the sky.

The ancestor of the heavenly miracle silently hung his legs cross-legged in the sky above Huangyu, almost without any hint of divine power.

A big net wrapped the entire world in it, and the human races on the ground noticed the vision in the sky, and they looked up in the distance.

They couldn't open their eyes under the dazzling sunlight, but in other areas on the ground and even the tribes in the evening, you could clearly see golden threads all over the space.

Like the conditioned reflex of livestock, these ordinary human races who were completely unable to resist came out of the house one after another, raising their heads to look at the shadows shrouded in golden light in the sky.

"Isn't this just a sacrifice not long ago?" Several elders of the tribe looked at several figures in the sky, not so much the elders, in fact they are only more than twenty years old at the moment.

Every time during the sacrifice, people over thirty years old will all give their lives for their gods, and such things have just happened not long ago.

"Quick! Build a sacrificial stand!"

Ordinary human races who didn't know exactly what happened in the heavens greeted them and lighted the bonfire.

Two huge flames soon stood under the dim sky. In their philosophy, the bonfire was to show the "gods" the way.

People in their thirties and upwards stand in a circle on the edge of a different-colored bonfire containing some metal powder.

People who are 30 years old and below stand at the front of another orange-yellow ordinary bonfire, kneeling together in a circle on the ground, praying for the prosperity of the coming year with the death of these people.

In their eyes, such sacrifices are normal. They don’t even have the chance to resist. They only know that once they live over thirty, they may turn into blood fog every day and become a sacrifice to the gods. Taste.

Such "ordinary" death has become a foregone conclusion in their hearts. Whenever the sky supports a large net of golden threads, it means that they will usher in a wash away.

And this kind of thing will happen every few decades. These people have long been used to it and will not resist at all.

There is no possible way to resist.

Even the prophets passed down from generation to generation in the tribe calculated the law of sacrifice, so in the future, every time the ancestors of Tianji and their "harvesting" will see those human races have long lit a bonfire and formed a circle.

The self-selection of those human races is very ridiculous in the eyes of the ancestors of Tianji, because they can know the lifespan of these human races without eyes at all, leaving people under 30 years old, in the eyes of the ancestors of Tianji, it is like every year The batch of seeds left over from the grain harvest is just as common.

Ordinary human races would not be surprised by the sacrifice, but they were surprised because the time of the sacrifice this time was not as accurate as the time calculated by the prophets of the tribe.

Many people even suggested that the prophet of the tribe should be thrown into the bonfire to worship the sky because the time provided by the prophet was inaccurate.

But fortunately, not everyone in the tribe is very dull. Everyone, including the chief, even without a prophet, can clearly estimate when the next sacrifice will be made, and this sudden vision, Obviously surpassed everyone's estimates.

But they still insensitively built a huge sacrificial stand.

There will be circles of "sacrifices" over thirty years old standing on the periphery of that group of heterogeneous bonfires.

But this time, there were only thirty or forty people, all surrounded by a circle of bonfires.