Fantasy: Invincibility Begins With Cultivating An Empress

After Xingwu and a group of Elders of the Green Scale Eagle Tribe fought day and night, three Elders were lost and five Elders were seriously injured. At a great price, they finally captured 100,000 souls.

The same is true for the other nine monster clans. They made wild moves and almost plundered all the beasts and birds within a range of millions of miles.

Except for places where there is a great murderer sitting in the holy realm.

In the deepest part of the Feixue Mountains, it stands on the floating island in the sky.

The man in the blue shirt put his hands behind his back and looked at Feixue Palace quietly.

"Master Qi, the preparations for millions of souls have been completed!"

A black figure appeared beside him, with its head lowered, and it spoke respectfully.

"Get ready to start the blood sacrifice."

The man in the green shirt said lightly.

"yes!"

The black shadow dissipated without a sound.

"Snow Feather Clan, oh Snow Feather Clan, this is what you asked for..."

The man in the green shirt whispered to himself, his expression a bit stern.

Originally, he didn't want to use the taboo secret technique so early, and three days was too fast, and the large-scale capture of living beings may have attracted the attention of many forces.

But he didn't expect Luo Xue to find a human helper so quickly.

Now that the Emperor Lineage of the Human Race has already intervened, the Twelve Clans must move faster and take down the Xueyu Clan as soon as possible!

soon.

Powerhouses from the twelve races appeared one after another. They first took out arrays one by one, and arranged a huge formation around the floating island to isolate the floating island from the outside world, ensuring that no movement here would be heard.

Immediately afterwards, Devilish Qi boiled, and a pitch-black altar rose slowly, covered with dark red blood.

In a trance, a terrifying vision of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood appeared in front of the eyes of all the monsters, and the roars of countless evil spirits and fierce ghosts sounded in their ears, which made their hearts shake and their faces pale.

Some of the weaker demon clan hurriedly retreated, cast Supernatural Power, or resorted to Magic Treasures to resist, and only then did they get rid of that influence.

If Su Chen and Yun Xueer were here, they would definitely be able to recognize that the Devilish Qi rolling around was clearly of the same origin as the Devilish Qi emanating from the Blood Cliff Sea Patriarch!

In the Eastern Wasteland domain, the Devil Dao imperial sect is the only one in the Sea of ​​Blood Cliffs!

The taboo secret technique that the twelve tribes will use is obtained from the hands of the sea of ​​blood cliffs!

"What a chicken thief..."

Below the floating island, Su Chen and Yun Xue'er mixed in with the Green Scale Eagle Clan team.

Looking at the floating island covered by a large formation, Su Chen felt a little helpless.

He just wanted to see the life scripts of the Yaozu Tianjiao, but unfortunately he couldn't see it now.

Only the strong of the twelve clans can climb onto the floating island, and the third echelon monster clan like the Green Scaled Eagle Clan can only serve as guards below.

Yun Xueer sat on Su Chen's shoulder bored, and rubbed Su Chen's dog's head when she was bored.

Her big watery eyes turned around, staring at the big formation on the sky, not knowing what she was thinking.

"It's time, let's start the blood sacrifice!"

A black shadow emerged and spoke expressionlessly.

Ten powerful monster clans stepped forward, all holding a pagoda in their hands.

This is the space Magic Treasures created by the twelve races, which can accommodate a large number of living creatures.

"The seal is lifted!"

An old voice sounded.

He couldn't see the monster, but one after another, the ancient and complicated Black rune emerged out of thin air, forming a magic seal in an instant, and submerged into the Black altar.

The soaring Heavenly Devil Qi gushed out from the altar, causing all the monsters below the holy realm to tremble with fear, and their whole bodies became stiff, as if their souls were about to be swallowed.

The ten monster clans immediately opened the pagoda in their hands, and pieces of living beings fell from it, covering the sky and covering the earth, densely packed, and exuberant qi and blood soared into the sky.

A strange thing happened, the monstrous Devilish Qi instantly turned into a vortex, devouring the creatures falling from the pagoda!

Each pagoda holds one hundred thousand souls.

If millions of creatures were released, it would be enough to submerge the entire floating island.

But now all the creatures were ruthlessly devoured by the altar, and there were only countless screams left in the ears of the demons.

On the altar, more and more terrifying murderous breaths began to recover, as if an unrivaled murderer was about to get out of trouble.

The black shadow appeared again, this time holding a young man in his hand.

The young man was handsome, with a pair of white wings on his back.

"Master Qi, this is..."

When the young man saw the scene in front of him, his complexion changed immediately.

No one responded to him.

When the altar devoured millions of living beings, the killing intent emitted was enough to make even the strongest in the imperial realm tremble with fear!

"Shang Xue Yin."

The old voice sounded again.

The black shadow threw the young man towards the altar without hesitation.

"No!"

"What are you doing?"

"You can't kill me! Lord Qi, you promised me that you will let me be the next generation of the Xueyu Clan's son!"

"You can't do this..."

The young man struggled violently and flew into the air, wanting to escape.

The black shadow shot mercilessly, and with a single shot from the air, the youth was directly thrown into the altar.

Afterwards, the powerful demon clan hidden in the dark once again played a few seals and submerged into the altar.

Not long after, the terrifying killing intent rolled over the altar, shrinking continuously.

In the end, it turned into more than a hundred tiny red lines, soaring into the sky and disappearing into the void.

After these red lines rushed out, all the members of the Xueyu tribe in Feixue Palace felt their hearts throbbing, as if some invisible and terrifying crisis had come from somewhere.

Blood curse, start!