The Sea of Sky Fire in the eastern part of the Moon Sacrifice Region has its particularity and hot environment, which means that not many ethnic groups live here.
Among them, the Mirror Shadow Clan and the Tianmian Clan are the main groups.
Because the Skyfire Crystals in the Skyfire Sea are one of the many frequently needed sacrifices specified by the Red Moon Temple, they are often plundered by the Skyfire overseas tribes.
In order to resist foreign enemies, the two tribes had to join forces, hence the name alliance.
There is also this holy city of two ethnic groups.
This city has stood on the earth for thousands of years. It has experienced fire from the sky again and again, and has protected countless people of the two tribes.
Although it was destroyed in the process, it was eventually rebuilt, so in the minds of the two tribes, this city has far-reaching significance.
They believe that its existence has witnessed the history of the alliance between the two races in the past and will continue to witness the future of the two races.
But for the lower-class ethnic groups in the Sky Fire Sea area, this is a city of despair. Whether they are humans or other hunted ethnic groups, in their hearts, this place is full of death and full of evil.
Even more foreigners died here than were sacrificed to the Red Moon Temple.
All this is due to the cruelty inherent in the two races.
Living in the hopeless Moon Festival area, they like to see people who are already desperate become even more desperate.
It seems that only in this way can they develop a sense of superiority and find the joy of life.
At this moment, although the city was filled with laughter and laughter, there were also cries and wailings underneath the laughter.
The sound of whipping, shouting, and killing echoed in every corner of the city.
The entire city was filled with blood, and countless skeletons were piled up outside every house.
It’s not just humans who become food.
Because of this great harvest, the amount sacrificed to the temple was sufficient, so the excess became food and toys for the two tribes.
These lower-class ethnic groups can be purchased at will by members of the two tribes. Life is worse than death, and they are tortured. Most of them are suffering endless pain and are cursed to exchange their own death for the demise of the two tribes.
And this day, with the roar echoing in the sky, arrived.
At this moment, some of the cheering tribesmen in this cruel city stopped laughing and looked up at the sky in the distance in surprise.
On the horizon, a huge sandstorm spread over a hundred miles, turning into a huge shadow and approaching.
Covering the sky and the sun, covering the sky, the momentum is astonishing.
Not only was the scope huge, but there were countless lightnings roaming within, the sound of explosions spread in all directions, and the entire earth was affected, setting off endless wind and sand, constantly swirling around.
The dark sky also became distorted and blurred, and thick foreign matter originated from there and filled the surroundings.
The darkness was overwhelming and shocking.
You can vaguely see a huge figure inside it.
This figure was wearing a black robe, roaring from the sky, like the messenger of death who had heard the curse of all living beings and descended into the world.
This scene gradually attracted the attention of more monks from both races, and soon the entire city fell silent.
The national master of the Mirror Shadow Clan who was worshiping Duanmu Zang in the square also raised his head. When he looked towards the sky, terrifying fluctuations of consciousness rose from his body.
Thunder roared in the sky, and an illusory figure the same size as the black-robed old woman in the sandstorm stood above the city.
"Stop!"
A cold voice came out from his mouth, causing endless thunder and rumbles.
At the same time, strands of spiritual consciousness also emitted from the Holy City, locking onto the storm.
Within these spiritual consciousnesses, there are three waves that are as powerful as the national master. They also transform into amazing figures between heaven and earth, watching the sandstorm coldly.
These four figures emit waves belonging to the spiritual treasure. Although the way of heaven has not yet been born, the pressure of the enlightenment stage of cultivating the way can still suppress all directions.
Duanmu Zang, who was dying in the square, looked at the sky in the pain of body and mind.
He saw the vast sandstorm and the huge figure within it. Vaguely, there seemed to be a figure standing above the figure.
This figure does not look like a human race, but a black sky race!
Gray skin, big head, full of sharp thorns.
And the majestic sandstorm was slowly approaching the Holy City at this moment. Finally, it stopped ten miles away from the Holy City as the minds of the two tribes in the Holy City were rising and suppressing.
The distance of ten miles cannot isolate the roar from the sandstorm, nor can it prevent the spread of the drug ban within it.
As a result, pieces of thin fog, like haze covering the moon, drifted over the Holy City, causing the Holy City's protective formation to make a sizzling sound as it was being corroded.
There was even more roar and echo, deafening.
"Pretending to be a ghost!"
Above the Holy City, the National Master of the Mirror Shadow Clan spoke in a low voice and raised his right hand in a wave.
The fog that suddenly filled the surroundings of the Holy City rolled back one after another, but it did not completely dissipate. Instead, after dispersing, it gathered again.
This scene made the National Master of the Mirror Shadow Clan's heart sink. He frowned slightly and looked ten miles away.
At this moment, in the sandstorm formed by the poisonous forbidden fog ten miles away, the old woman with a spirit wheel slowly walked out, showing Xu Qing standing above her head between heaven and earth.
Xu Qing had no expression on his face, looking coldly at the bird's nest-like holy city of the two races in front of him, and transmitted his spiritual thoughts into his body.
"You really don't want to eat?"
"If you don't want to eat, don't eat, don't eat. These are all sacrifices made by Chi Mu. I don't dare to eat them. Moreover, they contain curses. They are full of rancid flavor and rotten meat. Are you going to eat them?"
The fingers of the gods speak plausibly.
Xu Qing ignored it. On the way here, in order to prevent his purpose from being exposed, he activated the Xuantian Yaoyue Pill that he had taken when he and his captain went to the Shenglan Clan. He released the last part of the pill's medicinal power in his body and turned black again.
Celestial clan.
At this moment, he stared at the Holy City, raised his right hand, and pointed toward the sky above the city.
Suddenly the sky rolled, and with a roar, a purple moon appeared out of thin air at this moment, rising above the holy city.
When the purple moon comes into the world, the colors in all directions change, and everything turns purple at this moment.
The sky is like this, the earth is like this, and the city is even more like this.
Everything you look at is purple!
The divine power spreads and envelopes the world. It contains the deep authority of the Red Mother, surpassing all divine envoys in terms of levels. Just like the arrival of the Son of God, the entire city is distorted and the surroundings are blurred.
Thick heterogeneity grew from within the city, rose from all the buildings, and erupted from each of the two tribesmen, causing the entire land to tremble.
Countless gasps, exclamations, and horrified sounds instantly came from the mouths of the two tribes in the Holy City. Their expressions changed drastically, and their minds stirred up huge waves.
The familiar feeling caused many monks from both races to kneel down instinctively, their hearts trembling to the extreme.
The same expressions changed drastically, as did the figures of the four spiritual beings on the city.
The minds of them, including the Imperial Master, fluctuated violently, and the expressions on their faces could no longer be calm, with shock in their eyes.
All living beings in the entire Moon Sacrifice Continent contain the curse of the Red Moon. This curse, which has been contained in their blood for generations, prevents them from leaving the Moon Sacrifice Continent. It also allows them to face the Red Moon Temple.
I clearly feel the pressure from the gods.
It's just that on weekdays, this curse is like a slumber, and it only breaks out when they try to escape from the festival.
But at this moment, these four spirit treasures and the two clansmen in the city all felt the curse in their blood and were recovering.
Although it is still far from the outbreak, this recovery seems to have plucked the strings of life's rest, echoing the sound of the death knell, allowing them to
Extremely trembling.
Ten miles away, Xu Qing, standing above the old woman Ling Lun, looked at all this and slowly spoke her first words after arriving.
"All spirit treasures from the alliance of the two races will come out immediately to pick him up!"
As soon as Xu Qing spoke, the light of the purple moon suddenly shone, the power of divine power became stronger again, the heaven and earth became more distorted, everything was shaking, and some ordinary people of the two races in the city could no longer bear it and wailed.
Some of their bodies began to undergo alienation, and the curse inside them could not be suppressed, spreading throughout their bodies, causing screams and shrillness, and their bodies continued to wither.
All this made everyone in the alliance of the two clans panic. The four spirit treasures, including the national master, instinctively rushed out and went straight to Xu Qing.
In the palaces of the two clans, there were two more powerful waves that shot into the sky in an instant.
That is the king of the two tribes and the ancestor of the two tribes.
Their expressions were equally horrified, but they also had doubts in their hearts. There was still a difference between the purple moon and the red moon, but their aura and divine power were exactly the same.
All this made them instinctively afraid to offend him. After rushing out at this moment, they and the four Yangdao Lingzang went straight to Xu Qing, not daring to get too close. They stopped a thousand feet away.
"Meet the envoy!"
The ancestors of the two clans looked solemn and immediately clasped their fists.
Xu Qing's face was expressionless. This was the first step in the only way he could think of for this trip.
Six people together!
This is not difficult. If you want to do it, you need to use the identity of the temple.
At this moment, the first step was completed. At the moment when they bowed, the purple moon in the sky came roaring, floating above the six people, and suddenly moved towards them.
This is the second step.
Xu Qing knew that the Lingzang monk was not a fool, especially as an ancestor, so he should not be underestimated. His identity could be fooled at first, but there was no guarantee that there would be no accidents.
Therefore, we cannot delay, we must act quickly when they are in doubt!
So the second step is to rely on the power of Ziyue to suppress them and make them feel dazed for a moment.
At this moment, under Ziyue's suppression, the expressions of the six spiritual treasure experts from the alliance of the two clans all changed again, and the power of the curse in their bodies began to turbulence at this moment.
It's just that their cultivation level can support them to suppress the curse before it is completely detonated. At this moment, Xu Qing was frightened and angry, and without hesitation, Xu Qing pulled out the hands of the five sundials in his body!
This is the third step.
The trance time in the second step is not enough. The third step is needed to provide blessings and provide opportunities for the fourth step!
At this moment, when the pointer was pulled out, time lag erupted from the five sundials at the same time, causing time around the six spiritual beings to freeze instantly.
The next moment, Mosasaurus Tiandao emerged, spread out its majestic body, and swallowed the six spirit treasures fiercely at them as they resisted Ziyue's suppression and were in a trance and stagnant for a moment.
Swallow all these Six Cultivations and Ziyue into your mouth!
This is the fourth step of Xu Qing's plan.
But the price is extremely high.
Xu Qing's five sundials immediately collapsed and fell into pieces.
Xu Qing spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his body became sluggish, but his cultivation level did not decrease much, because the life lamp transformed by his true blood was actually the five pointers!
The sundial comes from purple crystal. His previous experience in the Sea of Sky Fire made Xu Qing understand that they can be restored, but it just takes time.
At this moment, with the help of the sundial, the fourth step in the plan is completed.
Ziyue disappeared, and the six spirit treasures also disappeared. The Mosasaurus roared in pain in mid-air, its body swelled, and its body roared.
It won't last long.
Although it has a special formation and is blessed by heaven, it is still weak after all. Even with the help of Ziyue's suppression, it will be difficult for it to trap the six spiritual treasures for a long time.
After all, Xu Qing's divine power is not enough in quantity to completely detonate the curse of the Lingzang monks.
He could only wake up this curse from its dormant state.
But in fact, it is extremely amazing to be able to do this, because he relies entirely on his own power to move, while the divine envoy uses himself as a container and borrows the power of the gods to achieve the same effect.
They look the same, but are completely different in nature.
"Hold on to the stick of incense!" Xu Qing said to the Mosasaurus, and then looked at the Holy City. The murderous intent in his eyes could not be suppressed at this moment, and it exploded to the sky.
With one step of his body, he headed straight for the Holy City, his voice echoing in all directions.
"Members of the Mirror Shadow Clan, Yue ago had the audacity to hurt our Black Sky Divine Envoy. Their crime should be punished and their clan should be destroyed!"
After saying that, Xu Qing suddenly raised his right hand and waved forward.
In an instant, a red lightning shot out of the mist behind Xu Qing and headed straight for the protection of the holy city.
The speed and momentum were so fast that a series of thunder reverberated from the sky.
Inside the red lightning is the ancestor of the Vajra Sect. His eyes are red and murderous intent is spreading in his heart.
Following Xu Qing until now, he used to act for Xu Qing passively, but today he took the initiative and wanted to avenge those dead listeners!
Thinking of the eyes of those listeners and their voices, the ancestor of the Vajra Sect burst out with grief and anger.
"kill!
"
The ancestor of the King Kong Sect roared, rolled up the indestructible divine fish bones, and instantly approached the protection of the holy city, stabbing at it at all costs!
The protection of the Holy City, just after experiencing the sky fire, has reached the point where it has run out of oil and lamps. Although it has gained some power after several months of recovery, it is still very different from its heyday.
In the darkness at this moment, there was no way to stop the penetrating power from the divine fish bones. As the roaring sound came out, the fish bones surrounded by red lightning directly penetrated the protective light shield and opened a small hole in it.
!
The appearance of this small hole formed a chain reaction, resulting in a large number of cracks that spread rapidly around.
And the formation of the Holy City is indeed impressive. Even though it is weak and has holes opened, the light on it shines and is actually recovering.
But on the way Xu Qing came, he had made all the mental preparations in his heart. Almost at the moment when the ancestor of the Vajra Sect penetrated and the formation recovered on its own, a loud sound came from the sky.
A huge mountain peak appeared directly in the sky.
From a distance, this mountain peak looks like a figure sitting cross-legged and meditating. He looks exactly like Xu Qing, carrying two dim worlds on his shoulders, exuding astonishing coercion.
It’s Xu Qing’s Ghost Emperor Mountain!
As soon as this mountain came out, it hit the protection of the holy city below hard!
The earth trembled, the Holy City's protection was instantly distorted, and the recovery on it had to come to a halt, and the entire protective mask was dented!
But after all, it did not collapse and was still supporting. However, more cracks spread due to the impact of the Ghost Emperor Mountain and the cracks in the holes penetrated by the fish bones.
At this moment, a roar that echoed for nine days came from above Xu Qing.
The black golden crow suddenly flew out of the void, and its body continued to grow in size.
In the blink of an eye, its body became a thousand feet in size, with more than two hundred tail feathers fluttering, spreading across the sky like a black phoenix, heading straight for the Holy City.
It reached the top of the Holy City in an instant, with ice in its eyes. In a heart-shaking roar, it opened its mouth and spat out... skyfire towards the cracked protection of the Holy City!
It was formed from the magma it swallowed from the sky's sea of fire, and it was extremely hot.
At this moment, it was flying and spitting, and a large amount of flames were falling. From a distance, the entire city was enveloped in skyfire.
It's like a fire from heaven passing through the sky and reappearing in heaven and earth!
All this sounds slow, but in fact, from the moment the ancestor of the Vajra Sect flew out to the moment the Golden Crow breathed fire, everything was completed within three to five breaths.
And the protective shield of the Holy City, after enduring all this, finally became unable to hold up, and completely collapsed under the harsh reverberation of the clicking sound.
Ghost Emperor Mountain fell to the ground, and the city roared.
The ancestor of the King Kong Sect roared away, killing everyone on sight!
The flames from the sky were no longer blocked, falling on the city and burning everything.
Heaven and earth are eclipsed!
In the Holy City, the members of the alliance between the two tribes saw with their own eyes that the leader of their country and others were devoured by a huge mosasaur, and their hearts were violently churning.
Surprise and horror filled their hearts, and the resurgence of their previous curses and Xu Qing's identity as a divine envoy made their hearts even more turbulent.
At this moment, in just a few breaths, the formation actually collapsed, and the sky fire spread. All of this made them feel a sense of catastrophe.
But these are two ethnic groups after all. Although Lingzang is trapped, there are still many Nascent Soul monks with more golden elixirs. After experiencing the sudden changes before, they all reacted at this moment, and one after another figures suddenly rushed out,
Go straight to Xu Qing.
Xu Qing's expression showed indifference. He was in mid-air, raised his right hand, pointed towards the Holy City below, and pressed it suddenly.
Behind him, the sandstorm that he continued to spread for hundreds of miles turned into a huge shadow and turned into an endless haze, crashing towards the Holy City!
Like a strong wind sweeping across.
The sandstorm formed by the power of the poison ban was extremely powerful, extremely rich in poison, and contained terrifying heterogeneity. It drowned Xu Qing's figure and whizzed past him.
The monks who rushed towards Xu Qing in front were the first to bear the brunt, and their screams were replaced by the roar of the sandstorm.
Under this strong poison ban, their bodies began to rot in an instant, and the sound of wailing could not be heard. Only the poison ban sandstorm covered this holy city of the two races with a shocking force.
Wherever it passed, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.
The first thing to collapse was the city wall, followed by the countless buildings within it, and then all the people of the two tribes here.
The earth trembled, heterogeneous eruptions occurred, and at this moment, the entire holy city was enveloped by a sandstorm covering a hundred miles.
This scene, seen from a distance, looks like divine punishment!
Xu Qing in the sky seemed to have become a god, venting his divine power away.
As far as the eye can see, the entire city is completely shrouded in the poisonous fog, and death is everywhere!
It's hard to hear a single scream, but when there are more of them, it's different.
The screams and wails echoed in all directions.
For both tribes, this is a catastrophe.
However, there were many monks from both races, and some of them still rushed out of the poisonous mist at this moment. Their whole bodies were rotting, and their eyes showed anger, and they rushed towards Xu Qing.
Their expressions were ferocious and their hearts were furious. In their eyes, Xu Qing was a heinous devil.
In Xu Qing's eyes, they were the same.
In an instant, the two sides touched each other.
A cold light burst out in Xu Qing's eyes. He raised his right hand and a dagger appeared. He approached a person in one step and rushed past without caring about the opponent's technique.
The knife falls from the hand!
Blood spurted out and when the head fell to the ground, five canopies appeared above Xu Qing, interlaced with each other to form a purple throne.
This is the true appearance of the life lamp transformed by Xu Qing's bloodline.
As soon as the throne came out, clouds moved in all directions, and a wave of blood flow formed a suppressive force, causing the surroundings where Xu Qing was to twist.
Xu Qing's speed and combat power were both enhanced, and the monks who rushed towards him were like paper, being destroyed and dying.
Corpses fell from the sky one by one, and when the whole city continued to echo with shrill screams, Xu Qing's body turned into an afterimage and appeared in front of a monk from the Tianmian Clan. The dagger in his hand flashed with cold light, intending to slit his neck.
But this monk was not bad, and he actually survived. He raised his hands to hug Xu Qing, and other monks around him also took action in an instant.
Seeing the crisis, the canopy above Xu Qing's head fell instantly, and the shadow of the throne enveloped the surroundings.
In the roar, the canopy blurred and turned into five sharp thorns that penetrated rapidly around. When the screams echoed, the five sharp thorns whirled around and re-formed the throne around Xu Qing.
Xu Qing's body rushed out, and with a flick of the dagger, he completely severed the neck of the monk from the Face Clan.
But at this moment, three figures suddenly approached, and the waves of Nascent Soul Great Perfection erupted from their bodies.
In the roar, Xu Qing's body suddenly fell, blood spurted out in large mouthfuls, and all the internal organs in his body were trembling. Fortunately, his body was strong, and although he was not an opponent, he would not collapse due to this.
Just as the three men were about to chase after him, Xu Qing's body swayed and turned translucent, slipping into the mist that shrouded the Holy City.
In this state, he completely concealed his aura, and at some point, a mask appeared on his face.
This blood-colored mask brought Xu Qing's concealment power to its peak. He seemed to turn into a ghost, holding a dagger and shuttled through the mist like an assassin.
Whenever he encountered monks from the two tribes, he would not hesitate and cut his neck open with a knife.
If it is inconvenient, the heart and all vital points are his places to attack.
In this process, he would inevitably encounter some strong men. He would kill them if he could. Xu Qing, who could not kill, managed to get injured and suddenly ran away.
At the same time, for the Nascent Soul monks who can be killed, their Nascent Soul is Xu Qing's tonic.
He would pull it out, crush it directly, absorb the heavenly life in it to replenish himself, and at the same time release all the demon bodies to distract the powerful men of the two tribes in the mist, and kill everyone on sight.
The corpses continued to roll down and soon decomposed. The screams continued to echo in the mist, and the powerful men from the alliance of the two races around them were so angry that they had no choice but to rush into the mist.
Others went straight to the Tiandao Mosasaurus, bombarded it, and tried to save their ancestors from trouble.
Many of them flew into the air to cast spells, hoping to disperse the hundred-mile poisonous sandstorm, but their abilities simply could not do this in a short period of time.
Xu Qing's figure represents death. In this mist, unpredictable ghosts and gods harvest everything.
This is the battlefield he had planned for himself on the way here!
Those who are weaker than him will be brutally killed by him; those who are stronger than him, Xu Qing will try his best to avoid them and wait for the poison to take effect before killing them!
You don't have to come in, then I will kill the common people.
In a short period of time, it was impossible for everyone to escape, and the terror of this poisonous mist was stained with the mark of death.
In short, everything here is his killing target!
In this battlefield that belongs to him alone, Xu Qing, who comes and goes without a trace, is like a god of death!
His ruthlessness and difficulty made all the monks of the two tribes feel shocked at this moment.
This is Xu Qing's revenge!
This chapter has been completed!