There are all kinds of ancient birds in the Demon Emperor Dojo, there are ancient murderers and monsters that can be comparable to the Yuan Infant Stage.

The War of the Gods is not only a battlefield for the combatants, but also a war against the ancient beasts whose intelligence is close to zero.

The so-called survival of the fittest.

The strong will naturally become stronger and stronger, and the weak will finally lose the qualification to compete for the supreme road, and will eventually disappear in the long river of time.

"Yuan Wuxiang has been singing all the way in the past two days, and his ranking has suddenly risen to the thirtieth, but Shi Luobi is still a hundred miles away, and I really don't know what Shi Luobi is thinking. ”

"After all, it's just the beginning, the first one must be Kinara, who has become famous in recent years, right? How can she enter the dojo of the War of the Gods? Could it be that she is not yet in the primordial infancy?"

"Blood Luo returned against the sky this time, destined to have a game with the city lord, it is not uncommon for him to send the long-famous Kinnara to participate in the war, it is said that the reason why Kinnara has been suppressing cultivation is to participate in this battle of the gods. ”

"Who is there to fight with Kinara? I'm afraid that even if the right-armed demon general meets Kinnara, I'm afraid he won't be his opponent. ”

"It's hard to say, in this life, there are some demons in the four extremes and five realms who have come to the demon world, and Jinnara is not the only one, just take the Xuanyang body under the command of the right-arm demon general is a variable. ”

"Wait a minute, there are some commander-level figures who have fallen or are out, not to mention those soldiers. ”

Sitting in the center of the Imperial Capital Square are all the heads of the Demon Realm, how vicious their eyes are, they can naturally detect that the War of the Gods is just an appetizer, and when the War of the Gods is over, I am afraid that there will be an unprecedented war in the Demon Realm.

Not only did they perceive it, but those people from all sides who were participating in the life-and-death battle in the Demon Emperor Dojo also knew it.

At this moment, in the vast Demon Emperor Dojo, there are people at any time and everywhere who draw an end to their lives in an unwilling roar.

Once, they were famous and moved by the people who were called Tianjiao in the sect.

Now, after they met the same Tianjiao or even more demonic characters in this Demon Emperor Dojo, they found out that they were nothing more than geniuses in their sect.

Compared to the vast universe, they are just a grain of sand in the ocean, and they are not even qualified to be green leaves.

Unless you can finally reach the Emperor Realm, no matter who you are, you are just a flower in the long river of time, and even if you splash up a big wave, it is just a scenery in the vast years.

Therefore, for the ethereal emperor realm, for the ethereal immortality, no matter who is trying to become stronger, they all want to be the first person in the eternal world.

"Whew!"

"Roar!"

"Hahahaha, animals! Even if you die, you will be reduced to ashes!"

In the Demon Emperor Dojo, there are all kinds of ancient fierce birds.

At this moment, a green dragon with a cultivation equivalent to the middle stage of the human cultivator Broken Pill and a tiger bear at the peak of the early stage of the Broken Pill were letting out a miserable scream.

Because their enemies are now using an ancient forbidden spell and are sacrificing them along with the caster himself.

That is, a living sacrifice in the cultivation realm that makes people smell and change!

There is no requirement for the sacrifice of the living sacrifice, and it is possible to take the life of another person or use one's own life as a medium to open the living sacrifice.

No one knew where the huge vague phantom that had been summoned came from, and no one knew why there were fragments of this forbidden ancient art circulating in the Four Extremes and Five Realms.

I just know one thing, and that is that the mysterious black shadow that has been summoned can easily wipe out any opponent, even the Sect Master Realm.

It can be seen from this that if the ancient art of living sacrifice is intact, how earth-shattering will it be? Even compared with the legendary Emperor Sutra, I am afraid it is not far behind.

No miracle happened, and at that point in time when the monk of the late stage of the Great Perfection of the Broken Pill performed the forbidden technique, the fate of the two strange beasts and the caster was already doomed.

All of them have become the rations of the dark shadows who came from nowhere and where they went.

"This kind of living sacrifice technique is the second time I have seen it in my life, and I don't know if the two seniors can know the cultivation method of this living sacrifice technique. ”

When the dust settled, the three of them quietly walked out of the darkness.

This was the fourth monk they had seen who would rather have the jade shattered than destroyed, and the enemy had perished.

Compared to the self-detonation of other people, the death of the monk who performed the forbidden spell just now was not so tragic, and even a little pitiful.

The caster was devoured alive by the shadow he had summoned, and it had to be said that this was a naked irony.

At this moment, Night Feather looked at the empty area and fell into deep thought, and a long-sealed memory came to his heart.

At that time, he was still a young person who had just entered the cultivation realm, and what happened that night was simply unforgettable for him.

Even if he later killed all those crazy madmen in that mysterious gray space, he still felt extremely guilty.

"Xiaohua, you should have lived a carefree life in other worlds by now, right? It's the big brother who can't stand you, if the big brother was strong enough, you wouldn't be ......."

Night Feather reminisced about it, he had never forgotten what happened that night, but those past events were sealed by him.

"The art of living sacrifice has a long history, and it is impossible to study when it originated, but the strange question, it seems that there are similar living sacrifice techniques in all the heavens and all worlds, and they all seem to be fragments. ”

Just as Night Feather was immersed in the past, Sikong Xingxing's somewhat old voice rang in his ears, and it instantly pulled his thoughts back.

"It will be called a forbidden art, coupled with the news that has been circulating in the cultivation realm since ancient times, I am afraid that the demon shadow from this living sacrifice is probably a forbidden person, if this is the case, it makes people shudder just thinking about it. ”

Even Ye Yu, who was well-informed and looked down on life and death, had his pupils shrink when he talked about this living sacrifice technique.

"Gray space, the next time I pass, at least when I am not afraid of that day, and I have the strength to be equal to or even surpass that remnant soul, will I land in the gray space again.

And the boy who went into the door of death to practice the Sutra of the Dead, if he were still alive......"

Night Feather thought of the Tong Bei who was remembered by Ao Xue, and when he and Tong Bei chose the portal between life and death, he chose the God of War behind the door.

On the other hand, Tong Bei chose the Dead Man Sutra behind the door of death, or it can be said that he was forced by Ye Yu himself to enter the door of death, which can be called ten deaths.

The three of them have been walking on the edge of the battlefield for the past three days, they are grinding in on each other's spells, and at the same time they are also reaping the benefits of the fisherman.

"It's time for us to go, and we're going to gather the seventy-two places first. ”