Lord of All Realms

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Floating turbid energy, in the void of the Shadow Realm, builds a bridge as if it were real.

The bridge, bright blue, black, purple, and white, appears to have suddenly formed and then stretched thousands of miles away.

Everyone in the discussion looked at the bridge formed by emptiness and was amazed.

More amazing things, soon.

At the bridge extension, a figure, such as a grain of rice, emerged.

In the light, there is a sea, moon, and some strange people from the ruins.

Most of those people, blood, etc. are in the eighth and ninth order.

Among them, there are two rare first-order greats.

But at this moment, they are in blue, black, and purple groups, like lambs to be slaughtered, with no power to fight back.

They're still alive, but their faces, their eyes, their meanings, it's like they're saying... they're dead.

They flew over the bridge, little by little, in the light.

Then fall into the glorious passage of the Dark Abyss.

Pup, pup, pup!

Light dots, in that gorgeous passage, explode one by one.

Blood of all colors, mixed with broken bones and dirty bodies, is thrown down in the passage, such as manna blood rain, nourishes the spirits beneath, demonic plants, blood sacrifices and the gates of dark places.

“Haitians, great pride of the Moon, blood fighters within their clan.” Dylan stared stunnedly, looking down, and said: "This bridge has the blood of the Great Dry Demon and the Great Bone, I...”

A cluster of golden flames flew out of his fingertips.

A brilliant golden flame with more than a dozen phoenix bloodlines and a few drops of fine blood like gold diamonds.

Puff

Golden flame, touching cloudy energy pooled bridges, burst.

An icy hum, like an infinite river of stars, spreads.

In the bridge, a Lunar Ninth Class man wrapped in blue light, a sense of nightmare, as if there was a recovery, she saw the scene in front of her, saw the Snowdemon, Dylan, and the fierce gods of the Sea of Annihilation, but she... just smiled awfully.

It seems that these people in front of them cannot change the fate of their Moon Clans.

The Moon Nation, the Sea Nation, and the race of life on the second step of the ruins, which had previously disobeyed the orders of the three groups, were almost invaded by the three groups in one place.

After the invasion, all the blood fighters in the clan were locked up and then blocked off blood forces and soul thoughts.

One, sent here.

“Blood Festival...”

Her heart was full of bitterness, and the moment she saw the entrance to the Dark Abyss, she knew that they had been imprisoned by the three peoples, not killed on the spot, in order to get here.

A sacrificial offering.

Hu!

Wrapped around her spot of light, she eventually fell into the dark abyss, where the rays of terror crushed her flesh and soul instantly.

“Finally, liberated...”

Before her soul died, she relaxed.

Like the rain dripping down, many light points, surrounded by sea tribes, moon tribes and other ruins of different races, flying to the brilliant flowing passage, the vast majority of whom, flesh and soul instantly extinguished.

Very few, rather than particularly tough ones, are fortunate enough not to have been torn apart.

Those people, they don't know if they're special, or if they're carrying treasures, or if their souls are in turmoil.

They, who thought they were bound to die, safely crossed the gorgeous passage and landed in the middle of darkness, near the door.

However, they will encounter countless magic plants, spirits, and the fate behind them will not be known.

“Looks like someone stepped ahead of us and became a sacrifice.” Yu Su-eun of Xuanqing Palace said softly to Nie Tian after being silent for a very, very long time: "However, not everyone seems to die tragically along the way. There will be lucky people who can successfully cross the tunnel and descend underground. ”

“These people may have the opportunity to step into the dark abyss if they are able to escape the demonic killings. ”

When Juran of Wood Sect tried to save a sea-girl by using a woody spiritual power.

Puff

The green spirit burst, when Chulan groaned and his mouth stained with blood.

The sea-girl, with her eyes open and her eyes moving and her face begging, still fell into the gorgeous passage, that room, turned into a bloody fog explosion.

“Cough!” Beiluo, of the heavenly necropolis, coughed violently, attracting attention.

When everyone looked at him, he said with utmost callousness: "Gentlemen, first of all, we have no power to save the Inhumans such as the Sea and the Moon. Secondly, the wisest thing we can do is to look at them like this and come in. If the Lord is telling the truth, the entrance to this dark abyss requires a sacrifice, then..."

“Well, the number of sacrifices should be limited. Perhaps, when they die, there are enough sacrifices, and when we fall again, security improves dramatically. ”

And so he said, helplessly, "With the power before us, there is no way to confront the three peoples. What we see from that prism is almost all three of them. Don't say the Lord didn't come, he did come, and he won't necessarily succeed in taking us away in the ruins. ”

“So maybe we should think about the entrance to the Dark Abyss, the door thing. ”

He finished his remarks and everyone was silent.

If, indeed, there is no choice, it must be turned into sacrifices, seen as artificial luck, through that horrible passage of light, deep into darkness.

So, when the Haitians and Moon die, the sacrifices required are sufficient, and they fall in again, won't it be much safer?

People are selfish.

Everyone is hesitant to think that the death of different ethnic groups, such as Hai and Moon, can become themselves and reduce their own risk.

Then, silently, watching the bridges fly away, watching the seamen and the Moon, flying in successively.

Anyway, I don't know them. Anyway, they are also the ruins of different ethnic groups. Anyway, there is no sympathy. Perhaps they were driven by the three ethnic groups before, helping them to abuse them...

They are so comforting to themselves.

“I, I can go down, I have a feeling, I can! ”

At this moment, Mu Bijung of Mount Elysium, her eyes revealed a light unlike that of a human being. In the eyes of surprise, she fell into the miraculous figure.

The demonic symbiotic flower appeared suddenly in the depths of her eyes.

It was incredibly smooth, it did not provoke any mutations, it did not provoke any brilliant light attacks, she drifted gently into that dark place and melted into darkness.

“Me too. ”

Then, deep in the eyebrows, emerges Hua Twilight of the Tendemon Vine.

Like Mu Bijung, he was the second person to cross the corridor and fall into a dark place without a glimmer of light.

At the same time, when they fell, more than a dozen month-long, sea-going eight- and ninth-order warriors died in the passage.

Dong Li, Yan Demon Dazheng, Hua Twilight and Mu Biqiong...

Dong Li suffered a powerful attack, relying on the Dark Light Wheel, successfully crossed the flowing light channel and landed in the dark center.

Yan Demon greatness, flesh and blood explosion, the soul has not disappeared, also fallen into the dark land, again condensed hope.

Hua Twilight, Mu Biqiong, are not in any danger.

There are also many lucky Moonclan and Sea people, who are also well into the underground.

This suggests that the falling passage is not unlikely to survive at all, meaning that there is still a line of life.

But I'm afraid if you fight with the great and utter majesty of the three great odd races, you won't have a chance at all.

When the people pondered, all Hai, Moon and other interracial people disappeared into the dark passage, of which ninety-nine percent died.

Very few survived.

“Now it's your turn.” A cold and gloomy voice comes from the sky, "you should all know the truth, then I may say clearly that the door is open and indeed requires a sacrifice. There are limits to the number of sacrifices. Once you reach the limit, step back into the tunnel and you'll be safe. ”

“We do not know when to reach the limit and how much to die. ”

“Perhaps you can drive away some of them yourselves and let them in first. Stay until the followers are no longer attacked, which means that there are plenty of sacrifices, and then you can go straight into the dark abyss, where you want to be, and you can't find an opportunity. ”

That cold voice, full of puzzling rhymes, tells them in secret that they can slaughter each other for a chance to survive.

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