The desolate star field was completely submerged in the endless sea of tribulation on this day.
But the world-destroying thunder calamity couldn't stop Su Qi's advance. Every blow of the black and yellow flag in his hand was enough to explode a titled strong man.
Thousands of dragons screamed, the giant thunder dragon exploded, the palaces formed by thunder collapsed, and pieces of the outer world were pierced by black and yellow flags...
Su Qi reached the thirty-sixth level in a row. Although his clothes were burned, it was not a big problem.
Later, the intensity of this thunder even had some power in the imperial realm. If it were any other ordinary true god, they might not be able to survive the initial mass killing of thousands of dragons.
Looking at the celestial temples and temples that were constantly collapsing around him, there were nine thunder tribulations transformed into original weapons, but they also collapsed on a large scale. Su Qi's pace of advancement never stopped. He wanted to take a look. What is the end of the catastrophe that Ci Suo has experienced!
At the same time, Su Qi looked casually in the direction of the South Territory. He came out alone, and those guys were indifferent. If he really wanted to break through, it would be even harder to kill him.
Knowing that a bunch of guys from the Immortal Clan were harboring evil intentions, Su Qi didn't come out unprepared and entered the situation with his own body. Now not only was the Immortal Clan taking the initiative to attack, but he also wanted to take the initiative!
Going deep into the depths of the tribulations, including the origin of thunder, thunder creatures, etc., even to the very end, he felt quite tricky. He was coughing up blood, and suddenly a bright purple-gold light flashed in front of his eyes.
A huge bone, almost larger than the planet, appeared in front of him.
Su Qi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, tilted his head, and showed doubts:
"what is this?"
…
When Su Qi thought he would get some Thunder Tribulation Liquid, but a huge bone emitting purple-gold light appeared, a strange sacrifice was almost ready in the vast continent on the other side.
On the high altar, a thin old man, wearing a hat and a dark robe, sat quietly beside the altar.
Next to him, there is a statue and a stone statue.
It contains unimaginable vitality and energy, as if it is self-proclaimed, but a trace of coercion seeps out, causing a series of immortals to kneel down under the altar.
The appearance of these three people could not be seen clearly, only the vast coercion swept across the world. The skinny old man in the middle pointed out, and a drop of golden-red blood floated out of the altar. When it unfolded, countless textures were intertwined, evolving infinite mysteries.
"Their blood is getting closer and closer to the supreme, let's destroy it from the very root!"
In the past, it is not that there were no high-level ethnic groups that impacted the supreme power, but without exception, they all failed.
The most direct form of military suppression? That's just one aspect. The methods they can use are only different from the price the immortals themselves want to pay.
Starting from the blood at the root, the curse enters and seals everything. This is completely to cut off the roots of the Xuanhuang human race.
Inexplicable spells were recited from the mouths of the three emperors on the altar. At the same time, a round jar full of curses was taken out, and the invisible force held up the jar. It seemed that these three were also a little afraid of the things in the jar. Willing to touch directly with hands.
The lid was opened, and the dense formations inside only sealed a drop of black blood. It was so dark that it was even squirming, as if it was alive.
On the Immortal Continent, the situation also changed in an instant, and thunder rolled from the sky, as if something taboo was born.
However, there is also vast immortal light here, and the supreme power suppresses the source of the uneasiness, that is, the drop of black blood.
Both belong to the supreme power, but one is a rootless duckweed, and the other has a steady supply. Among the three emperors, it was the statue that spoke:
"It seems that the Demon Clan has indeed recovered in recent years. However, who was that power that suddenly appeared back then? The other side above the origin? Actually, I don't really believe it!"
An origin master evolved into a supreme ethnic group. Since the beginning of the entire universe, there have only been ten origin masters. In the words of the ancestor of the immortal race, they are still holding back, thinking about how to cross the origin sea and reach the other side.
Before they, the supreme tribe, could react, the Demon Tribe was gone. If anyone told about this, it would scare a large number of powerful people to death.
Since then, the consciousness of the universe has also begun to recover. I don’t know what happened, and it has begun to exclude the original master from entering the universe, and does not allow super-standard forces to destroy everywhere in the universe.
Without the origin to dominate the town, over the long years, some of the supreme ethnic groups would either completely disappear from the world, or simply lose sight of the news, as if they had completely disappeared.
There are only three left that are still active in the world. Some of the immortal tribes with only Miao Miao feeling are beginning to be timid. They are surprised by the rapid rise of the Xuanhuang Human Race, but most of them are still wary of that mysterious power.
"The blood of the Demon Clan can still be used, which means that those guys don't know where they are lingering. It's just right to force them out this time and ask them about what happened back then!"
A cold voice fell, and the drop of blood of the strange demons crashed directly into the golden-red blood.
The two drops of blood were entangled together, and the spell floating in the void was activated, and densely packed tiny strange words entered it.
Once the most ancient secret technique from the Immortal Clan was used, the sky was filled with the sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling, and there were even inexplicable corpses struggling among them.
Looking carefully, it seems that the ethnic groups that have disappeared in the past are reappearing as they are today.
Cursed killing, the power of the curse turned into billions of black hairs and spread directly from the fairy continent. It was a terrifying scene, and it was rushing to destroy the entire Xuanhuang human race.
Some strong men who felt something in their hearts raised their heads in confusion. What they couldn't see was just a chill on their backs, nothing like that.
But those who could see it couldn't help but open their mouths wide, and directly set layers of sealing power around themselves in fear.
No one wants to experience the fate of being cursed at the very root of life and death, with the entire ethnic group exterminated.
And at the moment when countless black hairs erupted and spread from the fairy continent, bright lights were rising in several mansions of the Xuanhuang Human Race.
"cut!"
A terrifying and powerful man appeared, with a sound like the ocean tide. When he opened his eyes, countless weapons condensed and formed in the void.
In the angry roar, two extreme powers collided with each other. There was no earth-shattering collision, but those black hairs penetrated directly through everything, and landed on the heads of all the Xuanhuang human race with almost no damage.
A creepy, extremely terrifying feeling suddenly surged into their hearts. A large number of Xuanhuang people seemed to be able to see their fate of being cut off and their bloodlines cut off.
The golden-red blood dimmed, indicating an impending end...
