In the sky above the barbarian camp, two fires reflected the sky and the earth, one was as red as blood, and the other was brilliant in nine colors, both exuding endless divine power, suppressing the storm in the endless wild sand.

Under the firelight, the altars of sacrifice are densely populated, in the middle, the original temple has disappeared, replaced by a huge blood pool with a radius of thousands of miles, in the center of the blood pool, the two statues are tightly leaning together, and a strange transformation is taking place.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and in less than ten days, the barbarian camp was half empty, and under the ground, hundreds of millions of sand people were also driven out and walked into the pool of blood from all directions.

Rows of priests and high-ranking barbarian emperors knelt around the pool of blood, still praying loudly, but there was a little more pathos in that voice.

Even if this is the will of the ancestral gods, but seeing the lives of hundreds of millions of people disappear like this, no matter how pious the heart is, it is still a little unbearable.

The god of fire and the demon god turned a blind eye to all this, and in their hearts, except for those top priests and barbarian emperors, they were just beings who were worse than ants, and it was a great honor to give everything and become a part of themselves.

This kind of most crude blood sacrifice is highly efficient, but the waste is also very serious, the original estimate is slightly wrong, even if all these humble ants are sacrificed, I am afraid that it will not be able to complete the initial fusion.

In that case, let's leave none of them...

Those priests and barbarian emperors originally grew up bathed in their own divine light, and it is natural to dedicate themselves, as for those sacrificial souls, if necessary, they are also devoured...

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In the Immortal Prayer City, the defensive magic circle on the city wall has been repaired, but those standard magic boats have been completely scrapped.

The core magic circle of the magic boat was made by the three great masters of the Star Refining Sect themselves, and in the Immortal Prayer City, there was no refiner who had the ability to repair it.

Bands of Pangu soldiers were still loyal to their duties, patrolling the city walls.

Their waists are straight, the formation is neat, and the standard defensive armor is polished, which looks a little imposing, but there is clearly a little dazed in their eyes, and occasionally they look up and see the two fires in the distance, and they are even more afraid, and even their breathing will become heavy.

It had been twenty-seven days since the evil god had issued the oracle of destroying the world, and there were still three days to go, and the day of his proclamation was coming.

These days, the entire Prayer Immortal City is immersed in a depressing atmosphere.

At the top, those big men hadn't appeared since that day, and in the face of the mighty divine might of the evil god, it seemed that even they were powerless to resist and gave up struggling.

Fear was mixed with despair, the city was dead silent, everyone quietly waited for the end to come, only at the edge of the rear city wall, from time to time there would be a few screams, which were the mournful cries of the monk who was found and killed by the Pangu army when he fled.

But even so, nearly fifty percent of the monks still joined their ranks.

From the True Emperor to the Jiedan, even the two major sects of the Three Qing Dynasty and the Eight Desolations and even the Pangu Army also deserted.

For some people, the mountains and seas are so vast that they can always find a place to hide, as long as they can survive for a long time, it is better than anything else.

However, fifty percent of the monks remained, ready to die for death!

For them, fear is not a reason to escape, losing the Immortal City, the human race will also lose everything, rather than living in a nest, it is better to die a vigorous death!

In this oppressive atmosphere, many monks actually broke through their own confinement, and broke through one after another, and even three Nine Tribulation True Emperors, touched by that divine power, actually advanced to the Supreme in this situation!

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In the night, in the distance on the side of the Prayer Immortal City, a little starlight flashed, flying towards the Prayer Immortal City, getting closer and closer, and in the end, it had turned into a continuous blue luminescence, dyeing the night into a dreamlike color.

On the city wall, the soldiers of the Pangu Army sounded the alarm, and after a while, the entire city came to life.

The blue glow was getting closer and closer, and it was already clear that it was a series of standard magic boats, covering half of the sky, and it didn't take long for them to be quietly suspended above the Immortal City.

A gruff figure flashed in the air, followed by a group of imposing monks

The entire Immortal Prayer City was in a stir, and the monks raised their heads one by one, and there was a trace of expectation in their eyes.

"It's ** Supreme... He's back..."

"Didn't Uncle Tai and Vice President issue a decree saying that the ** Supreme had escaped from the battle?"

"The three Grandmasters are also back!

"They're all back, and we still have hope!"

"What's the use...**No matter how strong the Supreme is, it can be stronger than the Three Holy Ones. ”

"That's right, that evil god, no one can stop it..."

"Ugh..."

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Soon, there were people standing outside the boats, led by the ** Supreme, and fell on the high platform on the side of the city.

Boss Niu's face was solemn, he looked down a few times around, and suddenly a sneer appeared on his face, and he scolded: "Everyone looks like they are going to die, is it a dead father or no mother?

He scolded very viciously, but there was silence in the city, but who dared to speak up?

But soon, in the center of the city, there were several figures, it was the Eight Desolation Supreme, Uncle Tai and others.

As soon as he saw the ** Supreme, before the Eight Desolations Supreme could speak, Uncle Tai had already shouted: "** Deputy Marshal, you led the crowd to escape, and now you still have the face to come back?"

**The Supreme didn't even have any interest in glancing at him, and looked at the Eight Desolations Supreme quietly for a long time, and suddenly applauded and laughed: "Old Five, I used to be angry when I saw your smiling appearance, and every time I wanted to smash a few punches, now it looks much more pleasing to the eye..."

"Bold, you dare to commit the following offenses... Simply..."

Seeing that he was treated as air, Uncle Tai was furious, and just scolded him, the Eight Desolation Supreme had already glanced at him, snorted, and immediately blocked his words, squinted and looked around the ** Supreme, and said with a calm face: "Lao Jiu, are you back to ask the masters for their guilt? Or have you found some backer... Well, those twenty-seven seniors are there?"

"Excuse me?" ** Supreme grinned: "There are three days, if the three masters can help the human race escape from the disaster, let alone ask for sin, even if I chop my old cow alive... As for the twenty-seven seniors, they will appear when they are needed... You don't have to be nervous, no one is competing with you for the position of president, and you won't be able to be in office for a few days anyway..."

The Eight Desolations Supreme looked at him silently, they have known each other for tens of thousands of years, and they came out of the same door, if you want to say that you understand the ** Supreme, there are few people in this world who can match him.

If the end of the human race really comes, this one will never run back and die generously, but will definitely take these monks behind him to find a place to hide, in order to rise again.

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