Inside the Eight Desolate Gods.

Yin Xiu stood with his hands behind his back and looked at the scene outside the Eight Desolates Realms.

The Divine Emperor's eyes could penetrate the world, and what happened in the battlefields of the two realms could not block Yin Xiu's gaze.

"The human race is powerful. If Chen Changqing doesn't take action this time, our clan has no chance of winning. If the leader of the Tianzong Sect comes in person, the eight wilderness gods will be defeated in an instant-"

Yin Xiu's face was gloomy.

When things have come to this point, the Eight Desolate Gods have no way out.

This battle.

Only by exerting all the foundation of the Eight Desolates can the Eight Desolates truly continue the inheritance.

Then.

Yin Xiu withdrew his gaze from the battlefield of the void and turned to look at the scene behind. He saw various mysterious Taoist patterns engraved on the earth. Altars were comparable to mountains, standing on the Taoist patterns in a mysterious arrangement.

at the same time.

There were also many monks from the Eight Desolate Gods standing around the altar, some of whom looked calm and some looked a little nervous.

Yin Xiu's eyes were fierce, and he waved his hand and ordered.

"Let's start!"

With a command.

I saw that many monks around the altar stabbed directly into their chests with daggers that had been prepared. Blood flowers bloomed, and a large amount of blood gushed out of the wound and fell into the earth, causing the mysterious Taoist pattern to appear with faint blood light.

However.

Not everyone is not afraid of death.

When some monks of the Eight Desolate Divine Clan saw this scene, their only persistence collapsed at this moment, crying and trying to escape from this place.

"No...I don't want to die!!"

"Let me go--"

"Master, save me!!!"

Some people cried, some turned around and left. Then, without waiting for these people to leave the altar, they saw terrifying forces bombarding and directly killed all the monks who turned around and escaped on the spot.

The body exploded.

Large pieces of blood rain fell into the sky.

Yin Xiu looked cold and said sternly: "You are enjoying the treatment of the gods and practicing step by step until now. Now the gods are facing a great disaster, and it is the time when you need to pay.

Now that you are running away at the battle, can you be worthy of the cultivation of the gods over the years?"

Then.

There was a terrifying force condensed in Yin Xiu's right palm.

"Since you can't make up your mind, then I will help you with some help!"

The words are over.

The force suddenly vented.

Most of the living monks on the altars of all sides were instantly killed under this force.

When many powerful people of the Eight Desolate God Clan see such a scene, they feel sad that the rabbit dies and the fox is sad.

Yin Xiu said in a deep voice: "The human race's desire to destroy our race is obvious. If this disaster cannot be overcome, the Eight Desolate Gods will completely die in the heavens.

At present, only by sacrificing some monks can the gods survive the great disaster.

As long as the gods survive this disaster, the imperial court will definitely not forget your sacrifice. The imperial court will also take care of you, and the bloodline of the younger generations!"

Hearing his words, the remaining monks were pale, but they could only do as they said.

For a moment.

Tens of millions of creatures fell, and a large amount of blood was melted into the altar of the earth.

See this scene.

Yin Xiu frowned.

not enough!

Not enough at all!

With these creature blood sacrifices alone, the effect of blood sacrifices is far from reaching the right one.

Immediately.

Yin Xiu ordered the monks behind him: "The blood sacrifice requires more creatures, and the second plan is activated immediately and we will go to collect more monks.

This Blood Sacrifice looks like this, and there are a lot of cultivators required, among which the higher the cultivation level, the better!”

"yes--"

Several gods immediately received the order.

Suddenly.

A killing begins among the Eight Desolate Gods.

One by one, the sects were broken by the iron hooves of the imperial court, and the monks in the city were sacrificed by blood.

Some strong men in the sect couldn't stand it and wanted to stop them, but they were directly suppressed by the strong men in the Eight Desolate Imperial Court, or simply made them the nourishment for the blood sacrifice.

A large number of monks fell.

It has caused the entire Eight Desolate Gods to fall into blood.

Lucky wails.

Heaven and earth cry.

Yin Xiu also clenched his fists secretly as he looked at these strange phenomena in the world, as well as the evil aura and catastrophe aura that fell in the sky.

It is also a last resort to slaughtering monks of their own race.

In this situation, the longer the delay is, the more unfavorable it will be for the Eight Desolate Gods.

Only blood sacrifice.

Only by resolving the crisis situation of the Eight Desolate Gods Clans.

As a large number of creatures fell, many flesh and blood fell into the earth, all the Taoist rhymes were completely activated, and blood light surged into the sky, and the sky of the sky was extremely terrifying vortex.

vast!

Quite!

The breath of endless ancient times appears in the whirlpool.

At this moment.

A big earthquake.

Altars collapsed one after another.

It was as if there was an ancient existence that was about to wake up.

"Here you come!"

Yin Xiu clenched his fists, and there was an irrepressible excitement and a look of awe on his face.

...

In the Void Battlefield.

Shen Changqing seemed to feel something, and couldn't help but look into the Eight Desolate Realms. His eyes looked at the world, and there was a vast and ancient aura that was awakening.

This aura may be very unfamiliar to others, but for Shen Changqing, this aura is not unfamiliar to him.

After all, he had felt a similar aura in the time and space images left by Ji Qian.

"Innate God and Demon!"

Chen Changqing said word by word.

Although he had guessed that the Eight Desolate Gods had the bloodline of innate gods and demons, he did not expect that the other party had the corpse of innate gods and demons in his hands.

Now the practice of the Eight Desolate Gods and Clans is to revive the fallen gods and demons through blood sacrifice.

Thinking of this.

Chen Changqing was also a little excited inside.

Both the innate gods and demons are extremely powerful, not to mention that the innate gods and demons of the Eight Desolates are gods and demons, but I don’t know how much strength they can exert when they are revived.

Plus.

The innate gods and demons in the heavens are different from the acquired demon gods nurtured by the Seven Profound God Tower, and are still subject to the restrictions of the rules of heaven and earth.

so.
To be continued...