Douqi Continent, Zhongzhou Western Regions, Spirit Devouring Clan!

In a slightly dark secret room, a man stood quietly, a man dressed in gray and white clothes, looking about thirty years old, with a handsome face, and a pair of pitch-black eyes as deep as a black hole, showing wisdom.

His breath seemed to be there and nothing, and it seemed to be one with heaven and earth, and he was obviously standing there, but he couldn't feel it at all, giving people an extremely mysterious feeling.

At this time, the man was staring closely at a spiritual pool in the center of the secret room.

In the spiritual pool, the red blood-like water of the pool is shining, the spiritual energy is steaming, and the thick vitality escapes out, full of rich life essence.

In the center of the spiritual pool, an embryo sits in it, and the whole body of the embryo is white and jade, crystal clear, and the supreme and noble aura emanates from it.

The vast and infinite energy continues to converge, and finally all of it pours into the embryo.

"Wu'er, if you can rely on the secret method left by the ancestor to help you absorb all these essences, then your bloodline, talent, and foundation will definitely be raised to a rather terrifying level!"

"I hope you can live well, step into that realm in the future, and let my Spirit Devouring Clan truly become the master of this continent!"

The man's footsteps turned, his eyes reluctantly glanced at the embryo, and then the figure suddenly disappeared in place.

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In a large conference hall, a group of people were sitting in their seats, this was a group of old men, their beards were white, and the breath of each of them was as quiet and deep as an abyss, and as majestic as a mountain.

And at the top position, where the eyes of many old men converged, a middle-aged man was sitting in a seat.

The lips on the man's handsome face pursed slightly, his eyes looked at the many old men in front of him worriedly, and his fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, making a clicking sound.

"Patriarch, the strong men of the Eight Clans have challenged our clan, as long as the patriarch gives an order, our clan will come out of the nest and take the coalition army by surprise." An old man sitting in the middle of the bottom spoke, and he spoke loudly.

Another old man followed up and said, "Yes, Patriarch, my Spirit Devouring Clan has no greed for life and fear of death, even if it is the Eight Clans Alliance, my Clan will dare to fight with it!" ”

The Spirit Devouring King, who was sitting at the top, had slightly narrowed eyes and was silent.

The Spirit Devouring Clan, the Xiao Clan, the Soul Clan, the Ancient Clan, the Yan Clan, the Medicine Clan, the Stone Clan, the Spirit Clan, and the Thunder Clan, these nine ancient races have all existed for countless years, and they are the nine most powerful forces on the Douqi Continent.

The inheritance of the ancient race relies on the power of the bloodline, if the power of the bloodline in the clan is exhausted, then it will become the same as ordinary people, in general, every ancient race has a time when the bloodline is exhausted, of course, this premise is that there has never been a strong Doudi in the clan in the middle.

But the Spirit Eaters are a strange race with a special ability that can devour the blood of other races.

In order to better continue the development of their own race, the Spirit Devouring Race once set off a major war against other ancient races, which was a catastrophe in the Fighting Spirit Continent, many ancient races were wiped out by the Spirit Devouring Race, and the power of the race's bloodline was also taken by the Spirit Devouring Race.

The Soul Eater's behavior undoubtedly angered all the other ancient races, so many races formed an alliance to fight against the Spirit Eater Clan.

The Spirit Swallowing King knew that the strength of the Spirit Eater was far from being comparable to any single race, but although the Spirit Eater was strong, it could not withstand the combined efforts of the eight ancient races.

If there is a war, then the end will be the dead clan, and even if it wins, the foundation of the Spirit Devouring Clan will be lost seven or eight times out of ten.

"Alas......" The Spirit Devouring Clan sighed deeply and slowly stood up from its seat, now, the Spirit Devouring Clan had no way to retreat: "Five elders, immediately mobilize all the combat forces in the clan to meet the Eight Clans Alliance!" ”

"Yes!"

The five old men stood up and said to the Spirit Devouring King, their tones full of seriousness and seriousness.

The identities of these five old men are not simple, they are the five elders of the Spirit Devouring Clan, and they have a pivotal position among the Spirit Devouring Clan.

Half a month later, groups of people and horses came out from all over the continent, and their destination was very clear, that is, the Burial Heaven Mountain Range!

The shadow of the Great War has shrouded the entire Douqi Continent!