The Zhongzhou Continent was like an incomparably huge turtle, floating above the four continents, and the chains infiltrated by the laws of the void were wrapped around its huge body, like a terrifying and mysterious black giant python. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The black light is brilliant, and every time the streamer flickers, the surrounding endless space will collapse and tremble, the void will shatter, and the endless wind will silently annihilate everything.

Forever!

In the very center of the Zhongzhou Continent, a five-colored altar that reaches the sky stands up, starting from the core of the 90,000 li underground, extending straight all the way up, passing through the abyss of earth and fire, swinging through the wind knife and the sea of darkness, and going straight to the top of the sky of 90,000 li.

This is the pinnacle of the world, and above it is the river of heaven that has completely collapsed, the darkness that corrupts everything, and the other side that living beings cannot reach.

In ancient records, there used to be the Thirty-Three Heavens, the place where the Ancient Heavenly Court was located, and now it should be a ruin...

Perhaps!

No living creature can cross the river of heaven and survive the darkness, and no one can know what is behind the other side.

This is the rule of the Heavenly Dao, the iron law of living beings, and it cannot be touched again after thousands of years of "ancient" shattering.

This is the top of the real skyline, and no one can take another half step forward!

This five-color altar is made of the soil from the center of the earth from the five continents and the four desolate dead lands, with the water of the Stygian Sea and the fire of the underground palace, which has been polished into extremely fine powder by countless craftsmen, and then cast with supreme power.

And at this moment, there is still one last step left - the blood of the living!

This is also the longest and most difficult step, the amount of blood required can make the mountains and rivers change color, the heavens and the earth are moved, and the danger in this is difficult, and it cannot be reasoned.

At this moment, on the altar, Emperor Yu was wearing a thousand-zhang golden python robe, wearing a crown of nine dragons, holding a golden scepter, his face was blurred, but his voice was extremely majestic and clear.

Emperor Yu, the most powerful person in the world!

One step behind Emperor Yu was an old man wearing a flowing cloud robe, with a sycamore beard in his hair.

The president of Dayu Academy, the most unfathomable person in the world!

Behind the Master, there stood seven slender people side by side, with an obscure breath like the sea, wearing yellow robes, gold silk crowns, and lowered eyebrows and eyes.

Dayu enshrined, the most mysterious royal enshrinement in the world!

The altar is vast, but there are only nine people, and after the nine people, there are endless steps, and the black warriors are all the way down, dense and there is no end in sight.

Emperor Yu stood in the center of the altar, surrounded by five-colored light.

The altar was blazing, endless darkness, silent, Emperor Yu glanced at the dead dark abyss, and faintly noticed a mighty, magnificent will of heaven and earth.

"I will take my place!"

Emperor Yu grabbed the scepter in his hand and fiercely pointed the scepter in his hand into the void.

The black color is like a terrifying monster, engulfing the scepter inch by inch, and the fist-sized black vortex seems to hide extreme power and mystery.

"Sacrifice!"

Emperor Yu said lightly, the sound turned into rolling thunder throughout the whole world, at this moment, Emperor Yu seemed to have truly become the spokesperson of this world.

No, it should be said that it replaces the will of this side of heaven and earth.

"This sacrifice, not to the sky, only to respect Yu!"

Sacrifice, since ancient times, is to worship the heavens and respect the ancestors, but at this moment, no, the high Emperor Yu is sacrificing to himself, with hundreds of millions of living beings to a living person!

This move is against the principles of heaven, and it is to crown oneself and become a god for the living!

The Master's face was expressionless, his eyes were deep and dark, and his voice was neither happy nor sad, and he spit out a series of mysterious and simple words, which echoed in the depths of everyone's soul.

The tone was ancient, vicissitudes, with an air of savagery, and a strange pronunciation, as if every note represented a mysterious rule and will revival.

No one could understand it, but everyone seemed to understand and understand the lengthy text.

As a result, tens of thousands of talismans in the inner court splashed ink in their hands, and carved countless strange runes in the air with large pens; Tens of thousands of ancient mystical shamans, dancing, singing and dancing, chanted loudly the sacrificial ballad of praise, but the subject of the song has changed.

Countless Dayu's banners were fluttering, and tens of millions of armor soldiers raised their swords and guns behind the banners, and let out a roar that terrified the heavens and the earth.

Countless officials of the Dayu Dynasty, their eyes were solemn and fanatical, kneeling down in rows, neatly aligned, meticulously kowtowing over and over again.

Powerful, chaotic, indifferent, and primordial will seems to be slowly opening its eyes, and in the endless darkness, it seems that a terrifying eye is opening its eyes, and the will of heaven and earth is coming.

In the silent black death domain, for the first time in thousands of years, a slight opening was opened, and the terrifying coercion blew Emperor Yu's hair away almost instantly.

The bones of the whole body made a clicking sound, Emperor Yu's eyes widened angrily, he saw the scene behind the opening, so he couldn't stop laughing, "That's the ancient heavenly court, the last glory!" ”

"Generation--Heaven-and-Stand-!"

Emperor Yu said word by word, blood stained his imperial robe, but he laughed extremely wanton and arrogant.

"Stand for the sky!" There was a light in the eyes of Master Gujing Wubo, which seemed to be able to illuminate the infinite darkness, and a smile appeared on his face: "This is very good! ”

"Sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice!"

。。。。。。

Nine sacrificial words in a row resounded throughout the universe, and then countless sword lights flashed, and tens of millions of sect disciples on the ground who were holding their heads were cut off.

Skulls are rolling and blood is gurgling!

The corpses fell to the ground, their flesh began to melt, flowing into the altar, and began to slowly add this last color to the five-colored altar along the stairs, and their souls were imprisoned, bound to this altar for eternity, reciting the sacrificial songs day and night.

In the dark and boundless void, there were suddenly more tiny blood streaks, still very faint, still very faint, but they were enough to bridge the cracked vertical crack.

The sky is dead and silent again!

At the foot of the altar, blood is gathering, but it is not enough, far from enough... Only when the altar is thoroughly red, when the void of darkness is thoroughly red... The glory of Heaven can be 。。。。。

But the ballad of the sacrificial text has been sung, and countless blood has been shed, to paraphrase a common saying, that is, the general trend of heaven and earth has begun to operate, no one can break free, no one can stop it, and all everyone can do is struggle and struggle until 。。。。。

The sacrifice continues, and will continue...

The ballad of the festival began to spread rapidly from the land of Zhongzhou to the four places and four wildernesses。。。。。

Above the northern land, a place stained with blood and wreckage, suddenly, a strange change occurred!