God of Life and Death

"The weak do not deserve fairness and justice. All order and rules in this world need to be maintained with fists."

The pity in Gu Junqing's eyes became even stronger. He didn't know why there was such a stupid and pitiful guy among the water people.

Originally, he didn't even bother to say these words to such a stupid guy.

Perhaps it was the last burst of compassion in my heart.

Gu Junqing told the world in his eyes, and this guy died more clearly.

"Is it really so cruel that there is no room for reason for us weaklings?"

He murmured to himself as the water people finally despaired.

His tone was still full of unwillingness.

"This is not a place for you to reason, but the biggest truth in this world is the big fist. Just follow your tribe and leave! You will be the next sacrifice on the altar!"

"On my way here, I picked up a jar of the blood essence of the Star Clan. My ancient tribe is also very interested in the treasures in the emperor's tomb. How about giving it to us the next time we have a chance to offer sacrifices?"

Gu Junqing said with a smile.

The hope in the eyes of the other ethnic groups in Yuhui City instantly wiped out their expressions, turning into panic.

They originally thought that the appearance of the ancient tribe would break the cruel sacrifices of the Corpse Tribe and the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans.

They never expected that this ancient tribe would choose to participate and become another butcher.

"Hahaha, of course you are very welcome!"

As the ancient tribes joined in, the demand for sacrifices increased.

An hour later, the number of ethnic groups in the city changed from ten to eight.

The ancient tribe obtained an undead scepter, which can summon a ninth-level undead warrior at the Black Hand level to fight for them.

After getting the treasure, the fire of desire in Gu Junqing's eyes burned even brighter.

He licked his lips and said greedily: "I didn't expect that there would be such a treasure in this emperor's tomb! Our current harvest may not even be one percent of it, so we need more sacrifices to the great Emperor. The emperor’s heroic spirit sacrifices!”

"Yes, we need more sacrifices!"

Ximen Hanxue said.

The border battlefield was divided into countless areas, and they were in just one of them. This area was slaughtered by them, and all the creatures were sacrificed as sacrifices. Then they could extend their claws to other areas.

The three devil-like groups began to discuss where to extend their claws.

After Fang Yue saw this scene, he was extremely excited and excited.

He secretly said to Fang Hanchuanyin.

"Now we can notify all the people of the Fang family on the surrounding battlefields to retreat! Someone will soon help us clean up the enemies on the battlefield. The people of the Fang family must evacuate quickly to avoid being accidentally injured by friendly forces!"

Fang Han was also excited when he heard this.

"Okay, let's do it immediately!"

Although it is a borrowed knife to kill someone.

But in this short day.

The Fang family has lost countless enemies.

This level of military success was something they had never achieved in the past thousands of years.

In the years before, they suffered in endless wars. Watching helplessly, one by one, close relatives and friends fell in the flames of war.

All those military exploits were obtained with the blood of their clansmen.

No matter how carefree and carefree they are now, as long as they watch the show honestly, these three ethnic groups will clean up their former enemies and push them one by one into eternal destruction!

Clean up.

war.

sacrifice.

Over the next three days, the fighting intensified.

The battlefields in the three nearby areas were all affected.

A large number of deities and elites from various ethnic groups were brought to the altar for cruel sacrifices.

Of course, these ethnic groups are not sitting still and waiting for death.

There are also top strong men in their tribe.

In a cruel fight, a powerful person like Ximen Hanxue was also severely injured, but his strength was even higher. At the last moment, he turned back and killed his opponent with one blow, and also sacrificed the only one behind the scenes to the Emperor's Tomb. Blackhand level corpse.

The flames of war continued.

Fang Yue found that he still underestimated the greed in these people's hearts.

In just three days, a total of thirty-seven Heavenly Lords fell as sacrifices, and there was even one who was a powerful man behind the scenes.

The number of groups offering sacrifices also expanded from three to five.

The Nether Clan and the War Clan also joined in.

They are among the top powerful clans on the frontier battlefield.

They are also at the top of the food chain.

The five major ethnic groups joined forces, and battlefields were swept away one after another. The so-called alliance against the Fang family was destroyed by itself.

Mountains of white bones.

One city after another turned into ruins.

"Fang Yue, although your plan was successful, it only solved the Fang family's urgent need. Those who have been wiped out are some small clans, and the fallen Tianzun is not very strong, although it will cause some trouble to the Fang family. , the real troubles of the Fang family are some big clans, such as the Corpse Tribe and the Alliance of Ten Thousand Clans. Unless they are eliminated, our Fang family will always be in trouble!"

Fang Han said to Fang Yue.

Fang Yue rolled his eyes.

"Our appetite can't be too big! It's good to be able to destroy some small tribes. Although Tianzun is not very powerful, the number is there after all. There are too many ants and they will kill the elephant. If so many Tianzun join forces, , our Fang family can’t stand it!”

Fang Han couldn't help but laugh when he heard Fang Han's words.

"I am indeed a little anxious this time. If I could have killed so many Heavenly Lords in the past few days, I would have woken up laughing even in my dreams."

Fang Han said embarrassedly.

"The net is not big enough now. Before it is closed, it would be a pity if we only killed the strong men of these five ethnic groups and the three or five masterminds behind the scenes, sacrificing an imperial tomb in vain!"

Fang Yue shook his head and said.

"pity?!"

Hearing Fang Yue's words, Fang Han's eyes widened again. If he had done it before, he would have thought that Fang Yue was bragging.

"It is indeed a pity. There are only three or five masterminds behind the scenes, and they are scattered among different ethnic groups. Even if they fall, the strength behind them will never reach the point of breaking their bones. Then we will fight on our own. of."

"If you beat them painfully, at least they will have no time to care about anything else, and they will not have the energy to trouble us during the holidays."

Fang Yue's eyes flashed with cold light.

"Lord Pluto, I wonder how you are recovering now?"

Fang Yue communicated with the human skin of Pluto in the Tomb of Doubt.

This human skin is one of Fang Yue's trump cards.

"If I need to go through nine stages to fully recover, then I should be considered to have reached the third stage now. In terms of pure combat power, I am probably equivalent to the seventh-level practitioner behind the scenes. If I use some special means, I The level of combat power should be able to rise by another three or two small steps.”

Pluto's human skin said frankly.

He understood in his heart that although Fang Yue was his envoy, there was no such thing as a free lunch.

Since Fang Yue helped him recover, he definitely wanted to use his own combat power to fight for him.

"Are you the seventh-level mastermind behind the scenes?"

There was a look of disappointment on Fang Yue's face.

As the level of powerful people he came into contact with increased, Fang Yue's own vision also continued to improve.

The seventh-level mastermind can only be regarded as having average combat power. It may provide him with some chances of winning, but it will never reach the level of reversing the situation of the battle.

"Isn't seventh grade enough?"

Pluto's human skin was despised by his own messenger, and he also felt that he was a little bit embarrassed.

"If it hadn't been for the guy next door who took away half of my sacrifice, I might have been promoted to the sixth level now."

The human skin of Hades complained.

Fang Yue never responded.

He has secretly communicated with Roda. When necessary, the ancestor of Wutian will also take action. His recovery is similar to that of Pluto's human skin, which can be regarded as a trump card in his hand.

Therefore, giving part of the resources to Wutian Patriarch Fang Yue does not feel like a disadvantage.

"If I help you hunt down a seventh-level mastermind, and then sacrifice his origin and divide it equally between the two of you, can your strength be restored to the sixth-level level?"

Fang Yue asked.

"The mastermind behind the seventh level? Sacrifice?"

After hearing this, Pluto's human skin immediately became excited.

The life level of the mastermind behind the scenes has jumped again.

If you can change them, it will have endless benefits for your own recovery.

"Are you sure you can get a seventh-level mastermind to sacrifice?"

Pluto's human skin confirmed again and again.

"We are only half sure. Whether we can catch the other party depends on the efforts of these people."

Fang Yue also said helplessly.

"If you can really sacrifice a powerful man of the seventh level behind the scenes and it is a complete living sacrifice, Wutian and I should be able to move up to the next level."

The human skin of Hades promised.

The look in his eyes contained endless anticipation.

Fang Yue nodded slightly.

"I hope you can really go to the next level. Otherwise, if the real emperor's tomb is opened, I'm afraid that the lives of these five ethnic groups will not be saved, and even I will be caught in it!"

Fang Yue's real purpose is not only to destroy the top experts among these five ethnic groups, but also to open this real emperor's tomb.

Fang Yue became more and more curious about the owner of this imperial tomb.

He was able to move the human skin of the underworld and the demonic shell of Ancestor Wutian and bury them next to them as a tomb of doubt. Then the owner of this imperial tomb must be Mr. He who is strong and domineering.

Fang Yue estimated that the person buried in this emperor's tomb was definitely not an ordinary emperor. He might be the top being in the emperor realm.

The emperor's tomb is opened, the sky collapses and the earth collapses, causing endless catastrophe.

But there are also opportunities in this catastrophe.

Now Fang Yue is collecting the essence and blood of the Xingchen clan through sacrifices to prepare for the opening of the emperor's tomb.

He had been planning for a long time, and now it was time to close the net.

"Where can you find a seventh-level powerful man who is the mastermind behind this?"

Fang Han suddenly said suspiciously.

"you guess?"

Fang Yue smiled mysteriously.

While the two were having a conversation.

A powerful aura suddenly rose into the sky in the center of the battlefield,

Thirty-six seals at the entrance to the virtual world were broken at the same time.

The power of endless calamity gathered in mid-air and turned into a human figure.

"Hahaha, I, Luo Chuan, am finally out!"

A burst of mad laughter swept across hundreds of millions of kilometers like thunder.

A doomed creature appeared out of nowhere, and his cultivation level was that of the seventh-level mastermind! (End of chapter)