When about two hundred demon clans were slaughtered again, although the bloodline of the demon clan did not know how many years had passed, this bloodline had become extremely thin, but for the human race, this flesh and blood essence was still a great supplement.

On the altar, the scene of the sacrifice of the ancient ancestors that came out of the illusion, the flames beat more and more powerfully, and in the flames, there were clusters of light wrapped in dazzling light, and all kinds of gods were brightly intertwined.

"Sacrifice!"

The ancient syllables once again crossed the endless time and space of the wilderness, and the ancient wilderness land, the glory of blood and fire belonging to the human race, came again.

Invisible fluctuations vibrated in the void, and the blood-colored mist diffused and rose, and then turned into a rain of blood, sprinkling every inch of the entire Qingfeng tribe for more than 360,000 miles, and the blood rain splashed on the clansmen's bodies, but no one felt fear.

The Wild Bull Demon King, the Green Wolf King, and the Red Eagle Demon King were forcibly dragged to the front of the altar by the eight commanders themselves, and the generation of demon kings who had shocked the land within a radius of thousands of miles and made all the human tribes in the surrounding areas of the entire Wushan Demon Realm fearful had already lost their luster over the world.

The three major demon kings except for the Barbarian Bull Demon Pill were damaged, and the other two were only seriously injured, and the demon clan's recovery power was relatively strong, although they recovered silently for half a month, but the mana that was sealed was quite slow!

"Get on your knees!"

Several people kicked the calves of the three demon kings without hesitation, and now their demon king's law has been severely damaged and sealed, and only the physical body remains, but without the nourishment of the demon qi, it is not as good as before.

The unruly green wolf demon king raised his head, staring at the top of the altar in his eyes, the standing white figure, and the resentful color was not concealed in his eyes.

It's him!

All this shame came from the white figure, but he completely lost the opportunity to resist, and the reason why the figure did not kill them was because he had to wait until today to use their flesh and blood as a tribute.

The overlord of the demon clan in the Wushan Mountain Range, who was able to survive for a little longer, was actually to become a sacrifice.

"The demon king of the demon clan dares to be presumptuous here, even if it is a real demon clan power, if he dares to descend on my Qingfeng land, there is no return!"

"The territory of my Qingfeng tribe, how can your demon clan be presumptuous, this is the recklessness of my Qingfeng tribe, whether it is your demon clan or other foreign races, as long as you feel that you are presumptuous, you can't escape the killing of my clan, although it is far away, it will be punished!"

In the great wilderness, the race survives and multiplies, benevolence, righteousness and morality have no effect, and if you want to live, you must kill all the enemies!

"Despicable blood food, really think that ants can turn the sky, with the strength of a clan to resist the attack of millions of demons in my demon mirror, during the reckless period, the human race stole artifacts, and wanted to occupy the vast land with despicable means, humility is humility, dare to provoke the gods and demons of the heavens, thousands of alien races, it is not that they can't turn over the waves to become blood food, one day they will exterminate the dead race of you lowly blood food, what human race will be completely wiped out!"

"Sacrifice!

On the altar, there were ancient syllables again, and there seemed to be countless Terran heroic spirits roaring, wave after wave of fluctuations, surging in the entire Qingfeng Giant City, two thousand demon clan sacrifices, dozens of big demon sacrifices, so that the entire race descended a rich purple-gold luck.

Burst!

The three demon kings, with endless curses, fell into the darkness, and their huge heads rose in the air, falling to the earth, and were drowned in endless demon blood.

At this moment, the Luck Green Dragon became more and more domineering, and the endless purple qi over the entire tribe was swept out and swallowed by it!

From time to time, in the void, there was a thunder explosion, and there was a faint voice talking, countless clansmen looked up to the sky and roared, everyone's excited eyebrows were red, and under this unique qi machine, the blood in the body was boiling.

"Patriarch Qiyu, the blood sacrifice is over!"

The Second Elder in a sacrificial robe stood on the eighth-level altar, his eyes flashing with excitement, but he knew that this sacrificial ritual had not yet been completed.

The blood sacrifice of the human tribe to worship the ancestors, the will of the ethnic group is manifested, and the luck is lowered, and the next thing is to see what ability the clan has to carry the luck of the human race, if the clan does not have the strength to carry it, this purple gas in the sky, I am afraid that it will not be long before it will dissipate in the void again and return to the long river of humanity.

Hearing this, Qingfeng nodded slightly, and then it was the most important moment for the Qingfeng tribe, how much luck could it carry, what kind of dynastic luck could it get, or the luck of a higher god dynasty, it was in one move

Although the dynasty is not impossible to promote, but for the Terran tribe, the first sacrifice to the humane race, the arrival of the humane race, the humane will will have the corresponding favor, in order to show the reward, once the dynasty is determined in the future, it needs to be carried out step by step, step by step, so the first time to attract the luck of the human race, for every large tribe, is extremely important.

Qing Feng's eyes were bright, and he could feel that in the endless void above, there seemed to be a supreme lord listening, and the aura of mystery and mystery had been enveloping this barren land with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles.

"The will of the humane race, the heaven and the earth, the sun and the moon together, now the blood of the human race, the blood of the hope to bless me, now there is a green wind, the casting of the clan to open the dynasty, and the hope of the human race is merciful!"

In the purple aura, Qingfeng's figure seemed to become a little illusory, and with the blessing of endless luck, it seemed to come from the ancient wilderness.

"Concentrate your heart, turn the general trend, carry the air, and cast the fortune!"

A flash of inspiration flashed on the ground, and Qingfeng spoke casually and burst out.

"Concentrate your heart and blood, cast a fortune dynasty!"

That is, all the elders under the altar did not hesitate to roar, their palms were like knives, and with a slight stroke on their chests, a bloody mouth emerged, and a drop of crystal clear blood from their hearts emerged.

The next moment, this drop of blood in the heart was actually split into two, one drop swept towards the Qi Luck Green Dragon in the void, which was several zhang thick, and the other drop was actually submerged into the merit tripod.

"Concentrate your heart and blood, cast a fortune dynasty!"

Immediately afterwards, all the guards of the eight major battle camps of the Qingfeng Tribe below roared, slashing their chests, bursting out of their hearts, and suddenly above the entire sky, countless crystal blood droplets of different sizes were split into two and swept towards the Qi Luck Blue Gray and the Meritorious Ding.

"Concentrate your heart and blood, cast a fortune dynasty!"

At this moment, all the clansmen roared, and drops of crystal blood rose to the sky, which was really the unity of all people, and the hot blood in their hearts continued to merge into the luck green dragon above their heads.

In the void, the blue dragon of qi luck rotated slowly, and at this moment, a pillar of qi luck was dozens of zhang thick, piercing straight above the sky, and the purple qi lingered and was swallowed by it.

The blood of countless human races gathered on it, and the luck Qinglong, who was originally free in the void, at this moment, under the effect of this blood, actually had a trace of fluctuation with the merit tripod on the altar, such an unpredictable change in the ghosts, Qingfeng saw it in his eyes, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

He vaguely sensed that the huge luck green dragon above his head was inseparably linked, sensing each other, the tribe had just begun the sacrifice, and the general trend of all the clansmen gathering, although vast, but it was like rootless water, maybe at what moment, it would disperse, at this moment, this luck green dragon has a source, it seems to have an invisible power, which gathers it and manifests it in the world.

This is the greatest good thing to suppress the luck with merit, and to condense the gathered luck and not dissipate it.

Qing Feng didn't hesitate, his palm turned into a war knife and slashed at his chest like a clansman, and the hot blood in his heart flew out, his face was a little pale, but he was not shocked.

The bright red blood is constantly trembling in his chest, this is the essence blood of his heart, at this moment, all the clansmen of the entire Qingfeng tribe have sprinkled their heart essence blood to the essence of luck, it can be said that everyone is united, and the next is his patriarch.

Shout!

The bright red blood droplets, turning into a stream of blood, flew out, split into two in midair, fell into the merit tripod respectively, and merged into the huge qi luck essence pillar, and all the clansmen of the entire tribe gathered together to be devoured by the cyan dragon.

Rumble!

At the moment when the essence and blood in his heart merged, Qing Feng's entire mind almost involuntarily felt a trance, as if he felt that his soul was leaving his body, but in his senses, it was a different perspective.

At this moment, everything in front of him is not illusory, he can really sense that in the void above his head, the connection between the huge luck Qinglong and himself, this luck Qinglong is the gathering of all the people of the entire tribe, and at this moment, it is integrated with the huge luck given by the will of the human race, which can be said to carry the general trend of the entire Qingfeng tribe.

At this moment, as the head of a clan, he is the head of the entire tribe, this general trend is added, and the spiritual will is condensed, at this moment, he can deeply sense what the tribesmen are thinking, and it seems that the entire tribe is connected with him.

Recite!

Suddenly, a vast dragon groan rose from the purple-golden mist, shattering the sky, and the green dragon devoured the last trace of purple qi!

The dragon's groan resounded through the sky.

This is a kind of supreme majesty, directly falling into the soul of every clan, in the huge merit tripod behind Qing Feng, a cyan five-clawed dragon the size of twenty-four zhang sprang out, hovering in the air and rushing towards the merit tripod!

"Look, what kind of luck dragon is that!"

Some people exclaimed, the dragon is a divine beast, with the ability to swallow clouds and spit out fog and go straight to the nine heavens, for many human races in the Great Wilderness, it is a myth and legend, and the luck of the dragon is a legend in the legend, how strong the luck can condense the dragon type.

The tribe is lucky, and the general trend is set, and the immortal god dynasty can be opened, and the foundation is stationed, and the dynasty can be opened!