In addition to the royal Zhu family, among the three ancient blood families, the Long family and the E family have become ants on a hot pot, and the E family is no longer abiding by the agreement of the four ancient blood families, Shang Zi has sent most of the troops stationed in Broken Spirit City to look for clues everywhere, and what is strange is that the Zhu family, the royal family, who should have reacted the most, actually ignored this matter, as if they were indifferent.

Each generation is led by one of the six clan elders in turn, and the other five clan elders who are in retreat are awakened by the six clan elders to personally track down the whereabouts of Jing Yuan Cao.

In order not to become the target of public criticism, the Yuan family sent a large number of people to follow up the clues everywhere, and even the head of the family, Yuan Hong, personally took people out of the Yuan family's Huoyan City, and Yuan Hong was one of the very few people who knew the inside story, and he knew about the disappearance of Jing Yuan Cao: all Jing Yuan Cao had fallen into the belly of the Nine Demon Venerable, where was there any trace to be found?

So the people who followed Yuan Hong to follow Yuan Hong to play in the mountains and rivers, eat and drink, it was like an outing, how could there be any trace of clues, and the others shook their heads heavily, secretly sighing that the Yuan family was unfortunate to have such a family master, and it was still like this when the catastrophe was about to come, plus along the way, Yuan Hong showed that he was not even as good as the mid-stage cultivation of the blood realm of some small family heads, which further confirmed the reputation of Yuan Hong's waste family.

The small families secretly thought that the Yuan family was not worthy, and at the same time, they were secretly happy in their hearts, this Yuan family has such a family leader, and the status of the four ancient blood families of the Yuan family will not be guaranteed sooner or later, and they may have the opportunity to become one of the four ancient blood families......

The indifference of the royal family for a long time finally attracted the attention of all the families, and a piece of news quickly spread among all the blood cultivators when there were still two days left before the god and demon messenger's nether realm, and these blood cultivators who got the news either passed the news to their friends, or spread the news to the heads of the various families who gathered in the palace to prepare to welcome the god and demon messenger's nether realm by various means.

According to the rules, every time the gods and demons envoy nether realm will pass the news in advance, and then the royal family will inform all the blood cultivator families a few months in advance, and the heads of each family will gather in the palace a few days before the god and demon messenger nether realm to welcome the arrival of the god and demon messenger with His Majesty the emperor.

Emperor Zhu Quan did not appear, and Zhu Gui, the king of the south, received the heads of the families from various families on behalf of the royal family, and at this time the heads of the families were enjoying the banquet in a large hall.

The first family head to receive the news was Long Qingyun, a bead with a green light suddenly appeared in his hand, and watched it silently, Long Qingyun put the bead into his cuff, and quietly raised his cup to have a toast with a small family head.

Immediately afterwards, the head of the Er family, Er Feng, also received the news, he smiled and pulled his son Er Feifei, walked to the main seat, toasted to Zhu Gui, the king of the south, and slowly sat down in his place.

Yuan Hong received the news after Er Feng, he smiled, wiped a handful of the handsome on the buttocks of the maid passing by with the strength of the wine, and raised his glass to Er Feng proudly while the maid retreated in panic.

In private, the Yuan family and the Er family have the best personal relationship between the four ancient blood families, and Yuan Hong also took his son Yuan Pi to visit Er Feng in Broken Spirit City, and saw Yuan Hong raise his glass to himself, although Er Feng also felt that the head of the family like Yuan Hong was simply a shame for the four ancient blood families, but he also raised his glass to Yuan Hong.

Looking at Yuan Hong and E Feng, who were eyebrows, Long Qingyun snorted heavily and turned around.

Immediately afterwards, the heads of the small families received the news one after another, and they all looked at each other in surprise, and then, the heads of these elf-like monkeys smiled even brighter.

The expressions of the heads of many families present were in full view, and Zhu Gui, the king of the south who was sitting on the main seat, gently crushed the ball of light in his hand that he didn't know when, and drank wine with everyone with a smile, and the atmosphere in the entire reception hall was harmonious.

After the banquet, the heads of the family returned to the room where they lived under the leadership of their subordinates, sent away the strange smile of the king of the south, and did not return to the palace of the king of the south, but stayed in the palace.

Early the next morning, all the heads of the house put on the blood-red robes that are worn during the traditional celebrations, and after meeting with the king of the south under the guidance of the subordinates, they followed the king through a strict avenue full of guards, and came to the corner of the palace where the thirty-six high platforms were located, which were surrounded by a wall, and the surrounding wall formed a circle, and only one road led outside, and the thirty-six high platforms were in the center of the circle formed by the wall.

Thirty-six men dressed in black with hoods covering their cheeks sat on top of the platforms, making knots one by one as they moved as the platforms moved.

Each time the men made a knot, a strong light erupted from their hands, and when the light appeared, the men would press the light in unison to the top of the high platform under the seat, and the thirty-five high platforms around would move some distance.

King Nan and the heads of the family stopped in front of the high platform, everyone held their breath, quietly looked at the high platform in front of them, Emperor Zhu Quan came to the front of the high platform surrounded by the guards after everyone stood still, and the heads of the family bowed to both sides and made way for a way.

Zhu Quan nodded, walked through the passage let by the heads of the family, and came to stand beside Nanwang, Zhu Gui thought about it, retreated half a step back, and let Zhu Quan stand at the front of the line, as if he was afraid of disturbing the man on the high platform, everything was done in silence, and the scene was weird without making any sound.

An hour later, the man on the thirty-five peripheral platforms had stopped his movements, and the thirty-five platforms formed two ring-shaped circles around the central platform, and the man on the center platform raised his hands high, and slapped the light from the last seal knot on the center platform below him, and the seal knots in the hands of the men on the thirty-six platforms were finally completed!

After the last man slapped the seal knot, thirty-five white lights suddenly erupted from the edge of the top platform in the center, and the white light shot out, connecting the thirty-five high platforms on the periphery, and the man on the high platform in the center stood up, and a hoarse voice came from his body: "Sacrifice!"

As soon as the hoarse voice fell, there were suddenly thirty-six secret doors on the periphery of the thirty-six high platform arrays, and thirty-six soldiers in blood-red armor rushed out of the secret doors neatly, and each group of soldiers drove away a hundred people dressed in white.

These white-clothed men and women, young and old, all of them were ruddy and full of expressions, but if you look closely, you will find that these people are all staring away, walking like walking corpses.

Driven by the soldiers, these people walked to the front of the thirty-six high platforms like a string of wood, and the men in black on the thirty-five high platforms on the periphery stood up at the same time, and together with the men on the high platform in the center, they slapped heavily in the center of the high platform, and the thirty-six high platforms shook together, and a ring suddenly appeared in the place where the earth met with it.

"Sacrifice!" the hoarse voice came from the mouth of the man on the high platform in the center again!

The blood-red armored soldiers under the thirty-six towers pushed the white-clothed man closest to the tower forward, and the cold light in his eyes flashed and his hand fell, and without snorting, thirty-six heads rolled down, and thirty-six blood springs gushed out from the broken necks of the thirty-six white-clothed corpses, and fell into the ring-shaped recess below the high platform.

When the blood of the first group of white-clothed men was exhausted, the thirty-six soldiers pushed away the corpses in their hands almost at the same time, and the next group of thirty-six white-clothed men had already been pushed in front of them by the other soldiers, and the corpses of the previous group were removed by the other soldiers.

The movements were as neat as if they had been measured, and the progress was so precise that there was almost no difference in time, and the soldiers, men and women, young and old, did not hesitate at all, and as if they were slaughtering animals, the executioners under the thirty-six high platforms swung their swords a hundred times, and a full three thousand six hundred men in white fell.

Under the high platform, the blood of every hundred white-clothed men filled the depression at the bottom of a high platform, and when the blood of the last white-clothed man was drained, the blood-colored armored soldiers retreated with the last thirty-six corpses to the secret door where they came out, and the secret door closed again after they entered, and there was no trace of the existence of the secret door on the wall.

The blood in the blood ring flowed back in a strange trajectory along the edge of the thirty-six high platforms, outlining complex patterns on the edges of the high platforms, and as the patterns extended, the thirty-five white lights connecting the thirty-six high platforms began to slowly turn red.

When all the blood in the recess under the high platform was drained, and the thirty-six high platforms were covered with blood patterns from beginning to end, the thirty-five rays of light were already dazzlingly red.

The man in black on the high platform in the center took out a crystal ball from his bosom with words in his mouth, he put the crystal ball in the center of the high platform, jumped off the high platform with the rest of the men on the high platform, and then immediately ran in the direction where the head of the Zhongwei family was.

The blood-soaked patterns on the thirty-six platforms emitted a dazzling red light at the same time, and the thirty-six pillars of light of the same thickness as the platforms were arranged in a ring and rose into the sky, submerging into the clouds above the platforms.

Under the impact of blood light, the clouds tumbled violently, and a huge vortex appeared on the clouds, the vortex became larger and larger, lightning and thunder were born from the vortex, and the bright sunlight in the sky, like a small animal that had met a natural enemy, disappeared at the moment when the vortex appeared, and the place fell into darkness, only the lightning that appeared from time to time in the vortex brought a brief burst of light to the people standing under the vortex.

At the Fire Flame City, Yuan Zong raised his head to look at the small black spot of light in the sun, which was almost identical to the usual one hanging high in the sky, which was almost imperceptible to ordinary people, clenched his fists tightly, and said to himself: "Is it finally here...... Messenger of Gods and Demons......"

In the Yuan Kingdom Tianyuan Sect, Dao Yuan stood on the top of his attic and looked in the direction of the Xia Kingdom Palace, muttering words that others could not hear.

The Nine Demon Venerable's ears twitched, his nose twitched, and then he rolled over on his comfortable recliner and let out a soft snoring sound again.

In the sky above the thirty-six high platforms in the imperial city of the Xia Kingdom, the vortex in the clouds has no longer expanded, and countless lightning and thunder are connected, under the shining of thunder and lightning, another world seems to appear in the vortex, and countless strange-looking figures appear in that illusory world, and finally, a figure whose face cannot be seen gradually solidifies in the vortex.

As the figure gradually condensed, more and more powerful coercion spread out from the figure's body, making everyone under the vortex tremble.

Blood Primal Realm, Blood Coagulation Realm, Blood Reality Realm...... The coercion continued to increase, and soon, the coercion emanating from that figure reached the level of the Blood God Realm, Yuan Hong roared, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and completely lay on the ground, and then, other family masters who were slightly weaker in cultivation were also pressed down.