Deep in front of the bit.

A huge coffin about nine zhang nine long and three zhang three wide suddenly twisted out of the void, and then the coffin brought a series of afterimages, shooting towards a certain place at an unimaginable speed.

Half an hour later, the speed of the coffin slowly decreased, and below the coffin, there was a square with a circle of nearly ten miles. There are about 100 figures in the square, and these figures have extraordinary breath and sharp eyes!

And after seeing the coffin clearly, these figures all knelt down on one knee for the first time and knocked on the ground with their heads.

"See Your Excellency!" the men shouted in unison, and the sound shook the sky.

It's just that after the coffin fell, there was nothing abnormal, and there was no way to respond to everyone.

The strange thing is that these people seem to have expected it, and one by one they continue to kowtow eight times before they get up.

"Great Elder, is it time to start sacrificing the coffin?" a strong man stepped out, although he was talking to another old man, his eyes were always fixed on the huge coffin, full of heat.

Just because in that coffin, there is the most powerful existence in their plane, the supreme leader!

The strong man knew that once the coffin was successfully sacrificed and their leader was awakened, then the enemy who had blocked them for many years would no longer be able to hold them back, and this plane would definitely be annihilated in the shortest possible time!

And the old man in the mouth of the strong man was also full of fanaticism, and even stretched out his hands to make a virtual hug of the coffin, and the old man nodded, "Order, all personnel, take out the sacrifices!"

"Yes!" the strong man shouted, turned his head, and swept his gaze to the rest of the personnel, "Take the sacrifice!"

"Respectfully, Respectfully, Respectfully!" Nearly a hundred figures shouted in unison, and at the same time, these figures each attracted the storage space, and with the surging light, there were thousands of more people and beasts in the huge field in an instant!

Soon, the originally empty venue became overcrowded, and only the central coffin remained, consciously vacating an area with a radius of 100 feet.

The strange thing is that none of the humans and beasts that appeared later made a sound, although there were still slight fluctuations in life, and even some of them were wide-eyed, showing curiosity, horror, uneasiness, anger and other emotions, but they were all extremely quiet!

"Spirit Knife, please!" the old man spoke again.

Immediately, the old man lay down in front of the coffin, his forehead pressed against the ground, and the nearly 100 people from earlier also followed the old man's movements.

I saw that the coffin in the field suddenly shook, and a dazzling and indescribable long knife slowly poked out of the coffin!

This long knife has only half of the handle left, the back of the knife is extremely thick, the edge is narrow and long, and both the back of the knife and the blade have mottled gaps, and in some places they are even rolled and twisted. With the appearance of the long knife, a strong bloody aura swept out, which seemed to show that this long knife had slaughtered too many lives!

"A sacrifice of essence blood!" The old man's voice was vast and far-reaching, and his consciousness communicated with this long knife, and in an instant, the seemingly broken long knife burst out with a brilliant sword, and the sword was rolled in the field, only to see that in addition to the nearly 100 people who appeared before the old man and others, the heads of the rest of the humans and beasts all rose to the sky, and pillars of red blood gushed out from the neck!

The strange thing is that these pillars of blood, as if attracted by some invisible force, all fell towards the coffin.

In less than half a minute, the huge coffin had been soaked with blood, and the smell of blood was pungent on the entire coffin, and there were still endless columns of blood gushing out in the field.

You must know that in fact, the humans and beasts that appeared after that, no matter which one of them had at least the cultivation of the False Dao realm during their lifetime, and even most of them were True Dao and False Saints! These people and beasts were all powerful cultivators, and how much essence and blood they had in their lives?

But after so much blood was poured down, the huge coffin became more and more colorful, and not a single drop of blood slipped down!

Slowly the heads of the people and beasts were no longer spurted with blood, the corners of the old man's eyes moved, the head that was close to the ground slowly lifted, and knocked down again, "Second sacrifice soul!"

The broken long knife burst out with strange fluctuations in an instant, and then the blade shot into the height of the void, and the sword light poured down from the sky, wrapping many people and beasts who had lost their heads, and one after another indifferent phantoms struggled to manifest from the bodies of many people and beasts.

It's just that these struggles and resistance are all in vain, and with the guidance of the sword light, both human souls and beast spirits are all submerged in the huge, blood-soaked coffin!

And with the infusion of the living soul, a dull sound suddenly sounded in the huge coffin, and the original dazzling blood color on the surface of the coffin was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few moments, there was no trace of blood on the surface of the coffin, and no more living souls were visible under the light of the knife.

At this time, the coffin began to shake slightly, and the old man, strong man and others all felt it, and in the coffin, there was a breath fluctuation that made people palpitate beyond measure!

The expressions of the old man and the others were even more excited, "Three Sacrifices Holy Gate!"

Accompanied by the old man's words, the strong man raised his hand, and dozens of figures suddenly appeared, although they were restrained by inexplicable power, but the momentum exuded by these dozens of figures was all in the realm of true saints!

The strong man pointed out, "Open!"

After these dozens of figures, each of them has a holy gate appearing, completely unrestrained by his own master!

As soon as these holy gates appeared, they trembled violently, and then in the desperate mood of their master, they threw themselves into the coffin in the field.

"Puff puff puff ......." As the Holy Gate disappeared into the coffin, all of these dozens of True Saint-level figures spurted blood out, their breath was sluggish, and the fluctuations emitted were also rapidly decreasing, and in the end, they were even inferior to ordinary Immortal Emperors!

At the same time, the coffin was very different, and the terrifying aura that was originally contained seemed to have been awakened, and occasionally a wave of fluctuations revealed the coffin, which made the surrounding void shattered, and the mountains and rocks were like powder.......

The old man, the strong man and the others seemed to have been mentally prepared, and they watched coldly one by one, waiting silently, as for the dozens of people who lost the Holy Gate, they were twisted into nothingness by the broken long knife!

Time passes slowly.

Emperor Mountain, Shenwu Sect.

Jun Yixiao sat on the seat of the sect master, the first on the left side below was Jun Wuling, followed by the Xing Palace, the Sword Palace, the Destruction Hall and other hall masters and deputy hall masters, the first on the right side below was the Northern Stygian Kun, followed by a group of powerful elders and Dharma protectors.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Changkong Clan has also been invited by this sect, and it will not be long before the clan will come to vote, in other words, the strength of my Divine Martial Sect side has improved again! But you must not slack off, especially those who have cultivated to reach the realm of the Emperor and the True Dao, you are even more burdened with the future!"

"You all know that we need to wipe out the Beginningless Saint Demon in the ruined city first, and if we can, we will also rescue all the Daoists who have to surrender to the Beginningless Saint Demon!

"To be honest, this kind of level contest, the number of people is no longer of much use, and those who participate must at least be the cultivation of the True Dao and the False Saint! This sect has decided to open the Thousand Autumn Pavilion again and integrate all the resources to improve you, I hope everything is still in time!"

Originally, the old man still had some doubts about the sect master, but these days, through the old man's careful observation, the old man found that the sect master was indeed doing his best for the entire immortal world, and even the entire plane! Therefore, my Northern Underworld family will also do its best to cooperate, obey the dispatch of the sect master, and even bring up all the treasures hidden by the family and share them!"

"Cultivating for tens of thousands of years, the old man has been selfish for most of the time, and all the considerations are limited to the family level, and now the old man feels that he has missed a lot over the years! The old man officially announced that he would dissolve the Northern Underworld family, break up the entire Northern Underworld family, completely merge into the Shenwu Sect, and become a disciple of the Shenwu Sect!"

"Dare to ask the sect master, are you welcome?" Bei Yingkun stood up and looked at Jun with a bright smile in his eyes.

"Of course!" Jun smiled without thinking, and there was a hint of relief in his eyes. You must know that during this period of time, in order to completely cure the Northern Stygian Kun, Jun Yixiao has spared no effort, and in terms of cultivating personnel, Jun Yixiao is also a convenient door for the children of the Northern Hell Family, and all this has not been in vain after all!

After the episode, Jun smiled and gave several commands in succession, and then he laid out a time-accelerated formation with a thousand autumns non-stop. And this time, Jun Yixiao also let Xiaoxiao also participate, and within the geographical scope of the time acceleration formation, a powerful spirit gathering array was laid out in the formation!

After arranging everything, Jun Yixiao left Qianqiu Bi to order Jun Wuling to take care of it, and Jun Yixiao himself took Yimeng and Dongfang Shuning to the Demon Realm after some thought!

The reason why he took Yimeng, Jun Yixiao, found that Yimeng was always depressed during this time, and his cultivation did not make any progress, and with Dongfang Shuning, it was also because Jun Yixiao felt that he owed the most to Dongfang Shuning.

Stepping into the Demon Realm, you can see some demon cultivators fighting and fighting everywhere, and even the air seems to be filled with the breath of battle and killing, Jun smiled and was secretly awe-inspiring, no wonder the Demon Realm is known as the strongest combat power in the Five Realms! This is completely killed in blood and fire.

"Shu Ning, Meng'er, let's go this way!"

"Well, listen to the husband, anyway, come out to relax, you can go anywhere!" Dongfang Shu Ningjiao replied with a smile, but Yimeng nodded silently, as if he couldn't raise any interest.

Seeing this, Jun smiled and thought for a while, and took out a special jade slip, which exuded terrifying fluctuations, and it was an admonition that originally belonged to Mai!

"Meng'er, this is an edict, you take it to refine, you like to fight and kill the most. As he spoke, Jun smiled and handed the edict to Yimeng, but his eyes winked apologetically at Dongfang Shu.

Dongfang Shuning naturally knew that Jun Yixiao wanted to make Yimeng clear that his love for Yimeng had not changed through the edict, and wanted Yimeng to be happy because of this holy treasure, so Dongfang Shuning also smiled generously back.

But Yimeng didn't stretch out his hand, "Husband, let's give it to Sister Shuning." After all, for Sister Shuning, I ......." Yimeng's eyes were a little red as he spoke, and that was because Yimeng's own Ximen family had slaughtered the Dongfang family!

Yimeng feels ashamed of Oriental Shuning!

Seeing this, Dongfang Shuning hurriedly grabbed Yimeng's shoulder, "Silly sister, how many times have you said it, it's not your fault, and my sister has never blamed you! You can't torture yourself like this anymore, and if you continue to be so depressed, you may have demons in your heart!"