Chapter 969: Punishment of the Clan 8

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"The battle of killing is about to begin. How many demon cultivators can be killed this time?"

Several respected people with runes and birthmarks were all over the crystal ball in front of them, and dense monks were rushing to the altar. There were altars in every place. They would go to a certain place through the altar and engage in a real killing battle, and the Fengyun Bang was born there.

"These people are as sad as us, they are all pawns!"

"yes……"

Through the slightly opened window, on the altar not far away, a beautiful figure was struggling in pain in the demonic energy, their faces were full of complexity.

Perhaps, this foreign monk has some exceptions and has won their recognition and respect, but what's the use of all this? They have watched her struggle in pain for fifty years, but they have been unable to help. Isn't this also a kind of sadness?

"The devil lord is coming, the catastrophe is coming, the road to life and death, and a thought............ the Lord..."

It is said that this is the last prophecy left by the ancestor of the Punishment tribe when he is dying, and it only leaves a glimmer of life for the tribe's people.

When the Demon Lord comes, he is easy to understand. If the catastrophe occurs, it will naturally arise because of the Demon Lord. However, the road to life and death is not understood. Especially the clan records that the ancestor seemed to be frightened when he is dying, and seemed to have a joyful expression. He spit out two words when he is finally dead and serves the Lord, which is puzzling.

It is definitely impossible to be dominated by the demon race, because they are born to fight against the demon race, which is a heritage from the bloodline.

It’s still the Lord’s point of view, no one knows what he refers to.

"Prepare to start the formation!"

Looking at the dense figures on the crystal ball, the saint was a little sad, but this was the only choice.

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"Hehehehehehe... Come on, with these souls, no one can suppress me anymore... If I knew that every fifty years, a large number of monks came to kill my demon clan, but in the end it became the key to my escape, you, your expressions must be very exciting, hehehehahahaha..."

The magic fog rolled, and a pair of leisurely eyes appeared and appeared, deep and terrifying.

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"After an hour, the altar formation will open and the killing battle will begin!"

No matter where you are, everyone heard this sound.

It was like thunder resounding across the earth, but no one knew the source of the sound.

Hearing this voice, Yang Chen frowned. It was not until now that he knew what the so-called "Slaying War" list was the first time.

Not here, then, in the next place, there may be a different way of playing.

But he always feels depressed, but he can't say it.

"The formation is automatically opened, so we don't have to produce spirit stones anymore?"

When the few people around Yang Chen heard this, they were overjoyed because they didn't have to come out the spirit stone.

"Hmph, pretend to understand if you don't know. If you start it rashly, you won't know how scary you will be."

They blamed the monk for almost killing them. The monk frowned at this time, and he also didn't expect that things would change like this.

Ignoring them, Yang Chen came to the center of the altar step by step and studied the formation again.

There are many mysterious aspects of this formation. He wants to study it because he is also studying a teleportation array that wants to send people directly to Xiaoyao Tower. This idea has been a long time ago, but it has not been implemented. Now if you have the opportunity, you can observe it, there is nothing wrong with it.

Although the atmosphere on the altar was not good, no other incidents arise because of this, but waited for an hour.

Since the battle of killing begins, it is the main thing to maintain the best state.

The mysterious space, the demonic spirit of the immortal sacrifice stele is surrounded by demonic energy, and the holy immortal sacrifice stele is gone, and it looks gloomy and terrifying.

However, the name above is still vaguely visible.

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"Well? It's like a cloud but not a cloud, like a star but not a star, it's just a qi. This is a sign of great danger, but it's not my burial place. This is not where I'm a disaster?"

Zang Tianji stood on the altar and looked at the stars in the distance.

He didn't know whether he could see the starry sky here or the outside world.

However, when I saw the appearance of the corpse star in the sky, I knew that this trip would be extremely dangerous.

The monks around were very at peace at this time because they knew the purpose of their visit.

Fighting for a place on the storm, so no one is willing to have a conflict at this moment.

Because the voice just now had already told them where the killing war was.

Time flies, an hour is so short.

And just as everyone was talking, countless altars were shaking slightly.

The lines carved on the bluestone began to swim, and then the stone pillar in the center began to emit a dazzling light. This light flowed like water along the lines connecting the stone pillars, and the entire altar shone brightly.

Where can this formation power be obtained?

At this time, Yang Chen looked at all this curiously, but no matter how Yang Chen looked for it, he did not find that the power came from.

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"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

The demonic energy rolled, and the screams were extremely shrill. The loud voice shook the place as if it was shaking;

"The punishment of the clan, your sins can only be repaid if you destroy them, oh..."

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Hundreds of altars in different places emitted a beam of light at the same time and broke through the sky. Above the stone pillars of the altar, a crack was cracked, and the crack gradually became larger. Finally, it became a dark gate in the incredible situation of everyone.

I couldn't see behind the door, but this scene still made many people swallow, which was so shocking.

"this……"

“This is…”

"Teleport array?"

"Run..."

Someone rushed in too late.

The monks who had not yet reached the altar were also desperately rushing to the altar because no one knew when the teleportation array would be closed. If they missed this opportunity, they would never have another chance.

So everyone is coming crazy

And some people have flocked in.

The feast of the killing battle is right behind the door, and who else can stand ease?

Staring at the dark portal that twisted like a water curtain, Yang Chen's eyes flashed.
Chapter completed!