The elves are extremely good at using magic, and they are an out-and-out magical race, and the ancient sacrificial magic is one of the most commonly used methods among the elves.

And the types of sacrificial magic range from housework to communicating with gods and summoning otherworldly creatures.

As long as there are enough materials for the sacrifice to cast spells, there is nothing that cannot be done. However, because of this, the more advanced the sacrificial magic, the more obscure and difficult to learn, and the materials for casting spells are more rare and harsh.

And... The casting time of sacrificial magic is also relatively long, and it is generally not suitable for combat.

But at this moment, Xu Xianxian successfully took advantage of the arrogance of the dragon clan, deliberately gave up resistance, and pulled the calf for a long time, in fact, secretly cast a spell through the staff of destruction, and even the evil dragon was successfully deceived past, which opened this extremely ancient sacrificial ritual.

The evil dragon disdains to play with intrigues, but it doesn't mean that the same is true for the goblins, let alone Xu Xianxian, a little villain who is full of lies and doesn't even know which one is the truth.

Roar –

With Xu Xianxian's bite, it was clear that the wound was no more than the size of a grain of rice for the evil dragon, and it was only a little bit of flesh and blood, which was not enough to hurt it at all, but it made it feel a sense of pain in its heart, and it couldn't help but let out an extremely painful snort.

This kind of pain is even exactly the same as when he was hit by the Spatial Destruction before.

"The flesh of the primordial dragon... The flesh of the High Elves... The remnants of the royal aura in the Staff of Destruction..."

Xu Xianxian ignored the impact of the evil dragon's black smoke, and let her body be corroded and tattered, she did not stop at all, but mixed her own flesh and blood with dragon blood, drawing extremely obscure formations under her feet.

At this time, the red-haired goblin, looking at the spell casting materials under his feet, his sweet voice was full of a weirdness: "No... It's not enough..."

Xu Xianxian gritted her teeth, without the slightest hesitation, her hand stretched out directly to her eye sockets, and then pulled it hard, and ripped off the ruby-like eyeballs, the blood flowed, coupled with her delicate and lovely face, half corroded by dragon blood and black smoke, revealing the magic circuit of the goblin's internal structure, which was even more hideous and terrifying.

Xu Xianxian was not afraid of the pain of her body and soul, and directly placed her ruby-like eyes in the middle of the formation, and she whispered a long and obscure ancient incantation: "Chisli, Gursico, the death of the darkness of the extinction land... darker than darkness, deeper than night, the source of all darkness, the number that the wise may see, is..."

As the sacrificial spell progressed, she mixed her own blood with dragon blood, centering on the red eyeballs, and carved an inverted triangle around the formation.

Then, at the edge of this triangle, three numbers were written in the goblin language, all of which were six, and when put together, they became the numbers of the demon king.

"The god of the great soul extinction, the master of demons, the king of the thirty-three hells, I, the true name of the High Elf Natalie Thomson, sacrifice the dragon and part of my flesh, based on my five hundred years of life..."

"It's... This is a demon sacrifice?!" With the surging of the dark rules, the primeval evil dragon reacted at this time, this little goblin lying on his body was actually communicating with the demon god of the dark world, this is an incredible act, it roared angrily: "You despicable goblin who has fallen into darkness, stop me!"

The dragon doesn't know what the goblin wants to do, but... The power of the demon is involved, and it has a very bad premonition. This is a fallen dark goblin that completely deviates from the basic beliefs of goblins.

The dragons are still evil, but the demons are different... is the enemy of all worlds.

Seeing that the dark rules around him were getting thicker and thicker, the pupils of the primeval evil dragon finally showed a little panic, and its whole body began to agitate violently, and hot magma gushed out between the scales, as well as a larger scale of corrosive black smoke, in a vain attempt to shake the other party out directly.

But no matter how much it hurt the red-haired goblin, the other party still carried out the evil ritual regardless of it. With such an evil sacrifice, books about everything are forbidden, and ordinary goblins can't reach them at all.

Once touched, it's the opposite of the goblins, collectively known as the dark goblins, or... The Dark Elves, goblins with demonic traits, are no longer goblins in terms of appearance and internal structure.

Xu Xianxian's body was almost destroyed by the evil dragon, only a little soul remained immortal, she controlled the staff of destruction, and then drew the last pattern, her lifespan of three thousand years, after about one-sixth of the reduction, finally completed the entire sacrifice ceremony.

The sacrificial formation and the spell casting materials mixed with flesh and blood were directly extracted by the intense dark rules, and all of them were fused into the red eyeballs in the center, and then a little dark red light lit up in Xu Xianxian's empty eye sockets.

"Finally... It's done..."Xu Xianxian crushed his red eyes and let out a deep voice: "However, at the cost of sacrifice alone, you can't directly kill the legendary high-level evil dragon, but you can... In exchange for a chance to seal. ”

"This is a dark game, the loser will be suppressed by the seal for five hundred years, and I have no choice but to do so..."

After she said this, a large number of dark rules suddenly collapsed with the crushed red eyeballs as the center, and then a pitch-black demon head formed behind the primeval evil dragon.

This demon head is a pillar of a hanging scale, and next to its demon horns, each has a weight, and with the power of the red eyeballs injected, the two originally black and gray weights instantly became colorful.

The pattern on the weight changed for a while, with a pattern of a high goblin appearing on the left, and an evil dragon roaring in the sky on the right.

'Soul game, begin. ’

The appearance of the demon head caused the suppression of the rules of the world, but a vast and inexplicable voice still came.

"No... No!!"

If the primeval dragon was in its heyday, this kind of cross-border ritual magic would not be able to directly restrain it.

But now is the weakest period, even if there are still some life-saving hole cards, it can't directly get out of the pull of this dark rule, it struggled hard for a while, and was directly dragged into the hanging scale.

And Xu Xianxian directly gave up resistance and let the demon crane scale pull it in.

After the dragon and the demon were completely pulled in, the luster of the demon scale flashed in midair, and then gradually dissipated transparently.

It is only when the curtain comes down on this game of souls that the demon scales resurface.

The lost atrium was still a silent place of death, except for a tattered escape pod wrapped in magic bubbles, nothing seemed to have changed, as if the terrifying battle just now did not exist.