Ch 850

With a pop, blood splattered, and the dagger pierced, the black-robed old man's face was unbelievable and desperate.

He didn't expect that Aman would really take action and kill him himself, and he was still so decisive.

"It seems that you have really changed."

"It's not the same girl anymore."

However, at this moment, the corners of his mouth had a sense of relief, and he was muttering softly.

Aman was expressionless and did not have any emotional waves because of his words.

She silently operated the Cultivation Technique taught to her by Gu Changge, tried to pull the spirit of the black-robed old man, and then began to swallow it.

The billowing demon flowed around, drifting here like a thick fog, and soon covered the brutal beast sect that had become a fragmented ruin.

"Is this his memory?"

Aman saw the imprint contained in this spirit, it was very old, with weird words condensing.

Gu Changge glanced at this thing and said, "This is a slave mark, and he is just a slave of others.

"A servant?"

Aman froze for a moment, and lowered his eyes, as if it was the first time he knew there was such a thing.

Doesn't it mean that grandpa would do this, but in fact he was only ordered?

But Gu Changge didn't explain much to her.

He raised his finger, and the radiance fell on the mark of slavery, and then the mark of slavery began to disintegrate.

Aman also saw her grandpa's soul, and it began to become translucent, as if it was going to dissipate.

Therefore, she did not delay, running the nameless Cultivation Technique taught by Gu Changge, and began to swallow and absorb the memory of this divine soul.

Among them are many things she wants to know, including her origin, real parents, and why she appeared here and so on.

If she missed this opportunity, she didn't know if she still had a chance to contact the truth again.

Hum!!!

This divine soul was translucent and crystal clear. After being free from the bondage of the slave mark, it began to dissipate, but as Aman continued to draw and absorb it, he finally got a clear picture of it.

Just for an instant, she was dumbfounded, standing in place, unbelievable.

There was a huge sacrificial sound, and there were silhouettes on all sides. It was an ancient altar. Many silhouettes in sacrificial robes were praying around.

Many ancestors of the barbarians knelt down and prayed to God for something.

In the center of the altar, a black-haired girl sat cross-legged, with an indifferent expression, her white and flawless face, and her emotionlessness. Her body exuded an ancient and powerful aura.

"that's me " "

Aman recognized the black-haired girl who was sitting cross-legged, and she looked exactly the same as her, without any difference.

If there is a difference, it is the black-haired girl with a very cold expression, like an iceberg that is not ancient.

"Holy Maiden"

"Are the ancestors of the barbarians calling me?"

Aman felt that the line of sight in front of him was getting blurred, The next moment was already sitting on the altar, becoming the black-haired girl.

Moreover, she heard the ancestors of the barbarians calling her respectfully.

Such a name is very old. You must know that today's barbarian tribes have long no longer existed for Holy Maiden.

It can be seen that the barbarian tribe she is in is very ancient and powerful, and the strength of the barbarian ancestors who are kneeling all around is stronger than the current ninth cultivator.

"How are you preparing?"

Aman heard the voice of own, but she did not speak. It was the black-haired girl on the altar asking indifferently.

She looked like an outsider at the moment, watching herself in the past.

So, this is actually what Grandpa revealed before his death, her previous memories?

Who was she before?

Aman was puzzled. He only felt a pain in his eyebrows, and many memories in his mind kept popping up.

"Return to Holy Maiden, it's ready, all kinds of sacrifices are ready, just wait for the Lord Barbarian God to come, that's it.

"This time my Wanman tribe will definitely receive the gift of Lord Barbarian God and become the most powerful tribe on the continent of Barbarian God.

Many priests answered enthusiastically.

"The Ninth Generation of Barbarian God"

The black-haired girl listened to the sacrificial report, her eyes still indifferent, and she seemed to mumble softly.

So, this is offering sacrifices to the barbaric gods and praying for the blessings of the barbaric gods?

And if it is the ninth generation of barbaric gods, wouldn't the report go back tens of millions of years?

At that time, the barbarians were the most powerful force in this world, the cultivator Sect, and they could only rely on it.

It is impossible to slaughter the barbarian tribes at will.

Doubts arose in Aman's heart, but for some reason, she could perceive the black-haired girl's hidden murderous intent.

boom!!!

The entire barbarian tribe is full of lively, singing and dancing, offering all kinds of food, kneeling under the altar, praying for the coming of the barbarian god.

Finally, there was a change between heaven and earth, light and shadow overlapped, and a magnificent figure emerged from the top of the sky, fuzzy and tall, like an ancient god.

All the barbarians were screaming, their enthusiasm reached the extreme, and they knelt down in this figure.

But at this moment, the black-haired girl suddenly jumped up from the altar, her eyes were cold, and the black light burst out, like a black sun, burning towards the magnificent figure of the god.

Everyone in the tribe was stunned and at a loss. They didn't understand why the noble Lord Holy Maiden would suddenly attack Lord Barbarian God.

""~You do not deserve to be the god of the barbarian tribe

The black-haired girl said indifferently, even planning to kill the gods.

As the Holy Maiden of the barbarian tribe, she actually planned to kill the barbarian god?

"The people who blaspheme God deserve to die."

The god in the void just cast his gaze down indifferently and slapped his hand down to kill this blasphemy black-haired girl.

However, Aman didn't see it in the next picture, he just felt a pain in his eyebrows, as if there was something, was torn apart (Wang Qian is good), and then taken away from his mind.

"That's my lost memory"

A painful expression appeared on Aman's face, and a figure appeared beside her in a daze.

It turned out to be the grandfather who was killed by her just now?

Did he already exist in that era? Has he been alive until now?

Aman didn't know this, but felt that the eyebrows pierced more and more, and the part of the memory that was taken away was returned.

"It hurts"

She knew a lot of things all at once.

The part of the memory that disappeared was taken away by her grandpa.

Every time she dies, the memories of her previous life will be erased and disappeared, just like experiencing the real Samsara.

"The Ninth Samsara"

"As a result, the ninth world lives in a scam."

Gu Changge had been watching her from the side, with a strange expression on his face, but he didn't bother.