Core Holy City.

The last ceremony of ancestor worship takes two hours to complete.

After two hours, all the blood clan geniuses will be teleported out.

The blood clan was nervous.

The blood clan's condition is not good now, and the great prophet's divination makes them feel even more severe and crisis.

They all hope that there are blood geniuses who can obtain "great fortune" in the blood of creation and soar into the sky.

The most optimistic about this is naturally the Prison Ancestor who has reached the six-star king's cultivation level.

"If the Prison Young Master can take advantage of the opportunity of the Blood Land of Creation to improve his cultivation to the Seven-Star King, and then break through the Xuanming Realm. Then in the future, the blood clan will have an extra emperor lord with extremely strong combat power, or even a god!"

But since twenty blood clan geniuses entered the ancestral land of creation.

The blood-sucking statue in the center of the altar is very active in showing various strange phenomena.

At first, the senior leaders of the blood clan thought that this indicates a good thing.

But as time goes by, the visions appearing in the blood-devouring statues become more frequent and intense, which makes it look weird.

"What exactly happened in the blood of creation?"

The patriarch was uneasy.

"Great Prophet, you might deduce one or two?"

A senior blood clan leader asked.

The great prophet's eyes were deep and he fell into thought.

"In fact, at the moment when the blood of creation was opened, I felt something, and the key to determining the life and death of the blood clan seemed to have been determined."

The Great Prophet said his speculation.

"What? What exactly is the so-called 'critical'?"

The top leaders were surprised.

The key to the great prophet is the life and death of the blood clan, and they know nothing about it.

"Maybe it is related to the abnormality in the Blood Land of Creation."

There is an elder speculation.

At this time, a guard of the Ningxing King flew over and bowed respectfully to the senior officials. Then he said to the elder who presided over the ancestor worship: "Elder, the last blood clan genius who died during the war sacrifice just now has a strange cause of death."

"What's wrong?"

The elder of the blood clan asked casually.

The dead blood clans in front of the war festival were burned to ashes by the blood rhododendron.

The only last time the blood clan died was that the war festival ended and the body was preserved.

"When the subordinates examined the body, they found that the real cause of death of this blood clan genius was a broken heart."

The guards reported truthfully.

"What's wrong with this?"

Perhaps the genius had a heart injury before and finally died of injury, or perhaps his opponent used a secret technique like "Heart Killing Art".

"This blood clan genius died in "The Heart-killing Art", but his cultivation is a five-star king. Judging from the degree of heart breakage, it is possible to achieve this level by at least half a step into the Xuanming Realm..."

The guard continued.

At this time, the elder of the blood clan frowned slightly and began to pay attention to this matter.

With the strength of the half-step Xuanming Realm, the Prison Young Master used his secret technique to explode with all his strength, which was almost the same level.

But the Prison Master did not know the "Heart Killing Art" at all. The other geniuses on the battle altar could not achieve this level. Then the genius who died in the end was indeed strange.

Think from the perspective of others.

Who benefits the most from the death of this genius?

No matter how you calculate it, the one who benefits the most is the blood clan that will be killed by Zheng Rong at the last moment.

"The peak cultivation level in the later stage is really incredible through the war sacrifice."

A faint light flashed in the eyes of the elders of the blood clan.

The great prophet on the side heard this conversation and came to a conclusion: "This son hides his true cultivation."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the blood clans were shocked.

All the geniuses of the blood clan want to show their skills in the war festival. Why did Zheng Bing hide his cultivation and pass the level by pretending to die?

No matter what the result is, Zheng Bing may have an ulterior motive.

Thinking of the vision of the blood-devouring statue at this moment, the high-level blood-devouring races suddenly became embarrassed.

puff!

The great prophet who was deducing the scene suddenly changed his expression and spit out a mouthful of blood. His eyes were filled with excitement, "It's him... it's him!"

When the great prophet deliberately deduced Chen Yu, he finally got a glimpse of the secret, and he paid the price for it.

"Zheng Bing is the son of the prophecy of 'the ancestor awakens and eternal arrival'?"

Many senior executives find it difficult to accept this fact.

"Is this son the 'lucky star' of my blood clan or the 'disaster star'..."

"In any case, this son's body is in the fate of the blood clan, and he must be in the hands of the blood clan. This elder suggests to open the blood land of creation again!"

"Address!"

The senior executives of the blood clan sent the rest of the people out of the holy city and temporarily closed the news.

"The Creation Blood Land is in an extremely unstable state at this moment. If it is opened again, it may have a huge impact on the Creation Blood Land."

After the formation master tested, he said with a worried look on his face.

"Is there no other way?"

The blood clan leader asked.

"Yes, yes, with the blood-sucking bloodline power of the royal family as support, you can open the Blood Land of Creation again with the lowest impact. However, the number of blood groups entering the Blood Land of Creation cannot be too many, and the cultivation level cannot be too high."

In the end, the blood clan decided to adopt this approach.

They must not be confused and let Zheng Bing decide the life and death of the blood clan. This son must be under the control of the blood clan.

The blood clan who enters the Blood Land of Creation must have a cultivation level of Xuanming Realm, so that he can control the overall situation.

The number of people shall not exceed four.

When two early-stage blood clans of Xuanming Realm were selected, the great prophet suddenly spoke: "Let me go there."

"Great Prophet, your cultivation level is in the middle stage of Xuanming Realm, I'm afraid it's not suitable..."

"But if the great prophet is here, it might change the fate of the blood clan."

"The two people who came in the early stage of Xuanming Realm can barely give it a try."

...

The bloody land of creation.

Chen Yu went straight to the center, killing endlessly on the way.

"These blood monsters are crazy, with strong greed in their eyes, and they are only coming to me. Is their purpose..."

Chen Yu gradually discovered some details and had some guesses in his mind.

The mysterious heart longs for some treasure in the blood of creation, and the other party seems to want to get the mysterious heart.

Click!

The earth ahead shattered and a magma river appeared.

A blood-red dragon, a thousand-foot-long, extremely ugly, rushes out of it. As the body shakes, a layer of hot blood-red light waves storm all directions.

In an instant, the world was red and burning, and the blood in Chen Yu's body seemed to burn.

"The Emperor Xuanming!"

Chen Yu looked directly at the dragon blood monster.

Before coming to Blood God Island, he had killed the Xuanming Realm. Although the process was difficult, he had improved in all aspects during the retreat practice of Blood God Island, and his cultivation level exceeded the Eight Star King.

With the cultivation of the Eight-Star King, facing the Emperor Xuanming, Chen Yu felt that in most cases, he would win.

What's more, at this time, Chen Yu was in the blood of creation. As the mysterious heart was improving, his body was filled with infinite power and was in the strongest state.

Both sides launched an attack without saying a word.

The dragon opened its bloody mouth and spit out a wave of red blood, rolling in, sweeping across all directions, burning everything.

Chen Yu shouted loudly, his whole body gathered his strength and vented the power filled with his body.
To be continued...