Just when Chen Gou was cultivating in the Holy Snow Mountain, some old monsters in the Ancient Continent suddenly felt a sense of oppression, which made them wake up from their slumber.

"Hey, it seems that I'm a little old with my bones, it's time to go out and move!"

On this day, an old man with crane hair and a childish face, wearing a white robe, the whole person was ethereal, like an old fairy, suddenly appeared from a mountain, he stretched his waist, a refreshing crackling sound came out of his body, and the whole mountain peak, as if it could not withstand the power brought by the vibration of its body, collapsed.

Overseas, the mysterious Blood Floating Island, at this time, the blood was surging, and a cold voice came out from the blood pool of the blood world.

"Waste, waste, all waste, that disaster star is not dead, order Chu Yu that waste, speed up the war against the nomads, send all the elites of my clan, into the battlefield, be sure to slaughter the nomadic territory for me!"

Everyone on the Blood Floating Island, with excitement on their faces at this time, roared and ran towards the entrance of the Blood Realm, where there was a huge square, on the square, a statue of a cold man was erected, with horizontal eyebrows and vertical eyes, eagle hooked nose, covered with a blood-colored phoenix robe, holding a blood-colored big knife in his hand, looking up at the sky.

Only the Blood Demon Realm in the Blood Realm, a cold woman, was being attacked by thousands of blood spirits at this time, although she was covered in injuries and physically and mentally exhausted, she still persevered.

"Hey, the more you live, the more you go back, the more your temper grows, such a little thing, you have to slaughter so many living beings, don't you know how to use a gentle way?" The old man in a white robe, floating in the air, looked at the extremely distant Blood Floating Island, and sighed.

I saw him slowly landing, raising his feet, and walking step by step in the direction of the Shaking Light Dynasty.

In the Shaking Light Dynasty, the Imperial Palace, and the silent hall, there was a sudden sound of rapid breathing.

"Your Majesty, the Blood God is furious, I feel that the calamity star is not dead yet, and it is growing rapidly, I specially asked the old slave to send a message to your lord, and let the lord immediately send troops to attack the nomadic territory, and the elites of my blood clan will all be dispatched to assist your lord in completing this great cause of the ages!" A gloomy voice sounded in the main hall.

"Well, the blood god personally spoke, this monarch will obey, tomorrow to the court, start the layout, now let me think about it!" Chu Yu rubbed his head, which was full of vitality, but was still bothered by trivial matters.

"Hey, the Spirit Snow Lotus can heal the body and keep it alive, but it can't get rid of troubles!" Chu Yu sighed.

A huge war is quietly brewing, and this may be the largest war since the ancient times, when crape myrtle was covered with dust.

Countless elite troops slowly drove towards Yizhou City, and weapons and baggage were also transported towards Yizhou City.

There were also some people who were obviously not soldiers, but who exuded terrifying fluctuations, and they were also speeding towards Yizhou City.

For a while, Skylark Pass was busy again, and there were countless people entering and exiting the customs every day.

At the same time, the sacrificial palace ordered that two black-robed priests, five yellow-robed priests, ten green-robed priests and twenty white-robed priests should immediately go to Yizhou City, and the person who led the team was Zhang Chunxiang, the respected Jinyang black-robed priest.

All the sacrifices and documents of the Yunque Pass Sacrifice Station were dispatched, and Guo Jianxing, Chen Hao and others were in the queue.

Among the documents, there is a female clerk with a different identity and status, surrounded by many documents, heading towards Yizhou City, she is Hua Qianqian, the young palace master of the sacrificial palace now, and the little princess of the Shaoguang Dynasty.

After taking the Spirit Snow Lotus, her body has been greatly improved, and her understanding of the sacrifice has also been greatly deepened, and I believe that it will not be long before she can successfully advance to the green robe.

On the other side, the five major ethnic groups in the nomadic territory seem to have felt an unprecedented crisis, according to the report of the spies, the Shaking Light Dynasty is making crazy arrangements, and even pouring the strength of one country to complete the war against the nomadic territory this time, which shows Chu Yu's determination.

The five patriarchs have been meeting for three days and three nights in a row, and they know that the more time passes, the more unfavorable it will be for them, and even they are already planning how to leave a fire for their nation, and the situation is urgent.

At night, Teng Ye sat in the house, staring at the bright moon in the sky in a daze, and his mind kept reminiscing, recalling the ancient legend.

"Night, it's not early, go to sleep, tomorrow you have to rectify the clansmen and prepare for battle!" Raguli twisted her graceful body and hugged Teng Ye from behind.

"Gu Li, you say, is that legend true?Xiao San, is it really the one who can change the fate of our nomadic territory?" Teng Ye asked his wife gently.

"Night, I believe, I believe that all this is true! This is not an old legend, nor a prophecy, but the fate of our mother! Whether he is our junior or someone else, we must fight for the fate of the nomad!" said Raguri.

"It's really hard to gamble with the lives of the entire clan! Teng Clan, if you can't come to me, you'll be broken!" Teng Ye muttered.

In the past few days, Chen Gou has been cultivating on the Holy Snow Mountain, and every time, the sacrificial power in his body has continued to flow with the rhythm in the "Sacrificial Ceremony", flowing all over Chen Gou's body.

In the past few days, he has also heard the legend from the mouths of his people, but he has not expressed anything.

The god of war is created by war, not by legend!

Since Shaoguang wants to exterminate the nomads, then, when the nomads are dying, Chen Gou will not escape, he will stand on the side of the nomads and fight to the end!

It's just that he doesn't know how to face Yizhou City, those brothers who were born and died with him.

Slowly, Chen Gou felt that the Holy Snow Mountain had reached the limit of his current cultivation, and unless he broke through this limit, he could further absorb the sacrificial power here.

And this barrier is that you must fill your whole body with pure sacrificial power, and after reaching fullness, you can advance to the realm of green robes in one step, and become an ancient green robe sacrifice in the true sense, rather than the current green robe sacrifice realm.

If you want to reach this step, you must go to Yizhou City, continue to absorb the undead, understand their lives, and accumulate and precipitate through battles again and again.

And once Chen Gou reached the realm of the ancient green-robed sacrifice, the ordinary so-called aliens were not vulnerable to him at all.

Slowly, Chen Gou seemed to be looking forward to a war, his blood was actually a little boiling, it seemed that one battle after another could stimulate his potential and make him rise quickly.

The big invisible hand seemed to be moving again.