Chapter 683

"The Heavenly Kingdom blood sacrifice is ready. Can you all pay some price to project yourselves,

contact the disciples in the Lower Realm, and help with the blood sacrifice?"

This person was hazy, almost illusory.

"My Underworld Earth has a skeleton of a Void Beast close to the Supreme Being level, which can be used to break the boundary.

I have one condition: kill that youth named Shi Hao."

This person had rolling black mist and chaos light, powerful and intimidating.

"I agree!"

In the Upper Realm, in an ancient hall with mottled walls.

"I feel like I have already seen the blood-stained heaven and earth, with countless living beings withering."

One person spoke, his voice calm, his body shrouded in chaos Qi.

"The twilight of the Heavenly Kingdom, the praise of life, the road built with blood and bones, the blood moon across the sky, will open the void crack."

On another mat, mist permeated, hazy and eerie.

Lower Realm, Flood Region.

This was a vast marsh, with heavy mist,

and no one knew when an altar had been built. It was pitch black, carved with many god and demon runes.

Just by looking at it from afar, one could feel a sense of oppression,

as if one's soul were about to fly into it like a moth to a flame, making one's heart tremble and feel uncomfortable.

On this day, there were several figures on the altar, from different Daoist traditions, none revealing their true forms,

looking at each other, then nodding silently, and leaving together.

"Woo woo..."

In an ancient country in the Flood Region, demonic winds rose, and thick fog covered the sky. A figure waved his large sleeve,

instantly sweeping up countless living beings from the ground, and it didn't take long for this region to fall silent.

On the other side, not belonging to the human race, this was the country of the Wood clan, extremely prosperous, and today it also suffered a catastrophe.

A glowing figure stood high in the sky, holding a blood gourd, swallowing the ten directions, and countless living beings were all collected inside.

The same thing happened on another piece of land.

An expert, holding a Qiankun bag, crazily collected the living beings below,

among which a silver dragon was very powerful, struggling violently, and it saw the true face of the person who acted.

"You are... a newly promoted Venerable of the Indestructible Great Sect, why do you do this?!"

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to it.

This day was destined to shake the world and be recorded in history!

And the Upper Realm was also shaking violently. This might affect the years to come for tens of thousands of years,

with profound significance, impossible to estimate!

At this moment,

Flood Region, in a marsh.

Ahead, an altar was eerie and gloomy, pitch black, flashing with luster, carved with many god and demon runes, as if it could connect to the Nine Underworlds.

Several figures descended onto the altar, silent, each standing in a corner,

carefully inspecting to see if there were any flaws in the various symbols on the altar.

Finally, a grey-robed person spoke, his voice hoarse, saying: "Start!"

As he spoke, they all flew away from the altar, standing in the distant sky, chanting spells,

and the altar lit up instantly, black light rushing into the sky, intimidating all spirits.

In just an instant, the mud crocodiles in the marsh all went crazy, fleeing for their lives.

However, this was futile, as they exploded almost immediately, their blood and souls turning into red light and drifting toward the god and demon runes on the altar.

"Blood sacrifice to heaven and earth, twilight of the gods, opening the road to eternity, the Heavenly Kingdom descends."

Someone whispered, like a magic spell, making all the trees rustle and the fallen leaves drift.

Boom!

A grey-clothed person shook his robe, and there, tens of millions of people wailed, pouring down from the sky, densely packed, falling like raindrops onto the pitch-black altar.

This was a catastrophe, like a human purgatory.

Some of these people fell on the altar, some exploded in mid-air, turning into blood rain, rushing out strands of red light, flying into the god and demon runes on the altar.

At this moment, the altar seemed to have turned into a world, no matter how many people fell from the sky, it could not be filled, all were absorbed, the blood flowed, staining the foundation stones, soaking the patterns.

Strands of god and demon runes lit up, like little snakes swimming, turning into lightning, accompanied by blood light, carrying soul power, and the wailing of countless people.

This was a human tragedy!

Using the lives and blood of tens of millions of people as a sacrifice to the demonic altar, just to communicate with the Upper Realm, summon supreme deities, and open a path.

"Boom!"

Another person also moved, the blood gourd in his hand opened, and countless living beings fell,

some exploded in the void, some fell to their deaths on the altar, very miserable.

On the other side, the others also acted at the same time, each displaying their magical powers, throwing the living beings they had captured onto the altar, souls blooming, countless fresh lives withering.

Everything was hard to change, countless people were thrown into the altar, turning into blood essence, soul power was collected, this was a tragedy, unbearable to witness.

"Blood—sacrifice!"

Finally, all the weeping and wailing were drowned out by these two ruthless words,

several Venerables in the sky jointly presided, making this ritual sublimate to the final stage.

Communicating the Upper and Lower Realms!!

Finally, the seven great demon gods of the Upper Realm succeeded in paying a huge price, using the Void Beast to descend to the Lower Realm!!

The giants of the Upper Realm this time sent seven pseudo-gods who had ignited divine fire.

They came to the Desolate Region, wanting to completely ruin and control the eight regions of the Lower Realm!!

Because previously, there had already been two harvests and massacres of the eight regions of the Lower Realm by the giants of the Upper Realm!!

At this moment, the top experts within the eight regions of the Lower Realm.

had fundamentally lost the ability to resist the catastrophe of the Upper Realm!!

At this moment, Shi Hao, although his strength was already incomparably terrifying.

But he had not fully grown up yet.

Even one-on-one, a pseudo-god who had ignited divine fire could potentially die!!

Let alone one against seven.

And Shi Hao's mother, at this moment, also wanted to leave the Desolate Region for the Upper Realm.

She wanted to take Shi Hao to the Upper Realm.

So he could avoid this catastrophe.

But Shi Hao thought of Stone Village where he grew up.

Thought of the old friends in the Stone Nation and the Fire Nation,

thought of the countless hundreds of millions of common people within the eight regions.

He naturally refused to leave,

he wanted to control this huge catastrophe.

Finally, the Void Furnace! Like a comet from outside the sky, it crashed into the earth!!

The seven deities successfully descended to the Lower Realm!!

A metallic trembling sound came, ending this dead silence, among them were experts who were alive, and now they began to break free.

In the sunset, from within the Void Furnace.

Creature after creature crawled out!!

Their shadows were stretched very long, stained with the last brilliance of the sunset,

like seven supreme demon gods, looking down on the world!

A blood-stained hand supported the furnace mouth, struggling to reach out, there were powerful creatures alive, but they were injured.

Then a head poked out, crawling out with a hunched waist, and with a 'teng' sound, it jumped up and arrived on the ground.

A young man with silver hair, black pupils, a pale face, and arms covered in blood. ===== CHAPTER 684 =====