Chapter 899 I Have No Regrets!

Blowing through time and space, blowing through the realm, coming from the human world to the divine realm, coming from Wanggu to the Northern Immortal, descending under the three gods above the whirlpool.

The sound of thunder spread throughout the divine realm, and there seemed to be an invisible cutting force, carrying tens of thousands of years of cause and effect, and the promise of time, and wielded a shocking edge, splitting the void here.

Then, a huge crack appeared in the eyes of the three gods.

The cracks are endless and horizontal, lying on the whirlpool. From a distance, they look like open eyes, giving people a sense of grandeur.

The wind howled out from this crack, swept in all directions like flowers, and fell into the indifferent eyes of the three gods.

The choice between mountains and seas that we are looking at, now... has the answer.

Within the crack is the mountain and sea domain of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan, and in the middle is the land of Jiuli.

The entire land of Jiuli completely collapsed and sunk completely at this moment. The sealed spider shrine was revealed, but the glory of the shrine had been covered with dust, and the spider spirit inside was trembling violently, and was withering visibly to the naked eye.

It is not only the flesh and blood that withers, but also its cause and effect, and even time is included in it. It is withering silently. Everything is gradually taken away by a hand placed in front of it.

It was a withered black skeletal hand. The owner of the hand was wearing a black robe. The robes were flying all over his body, covering his face, but it could not hide the vicissitudes of life on his body.

He stood in front of the spider god, and his withered hands gradually became flesh and blood. On the contrary, the spider god became more and more dry, and it was obvious that he still wanted to struggle, but his fate was decided, and everything was in vain.

Until the end, when it turned into ashes and dissipated in the sky and earth, the hand seemed to have transformed from death and returned from the years, taking on blood color and becoming fuller.

The wind also rolled up his robe at this moment, revealing gray stubble hair and an old face. Although the passage of time made him look like a human being or a ghost.

But as he absorbed everything from the Spider Spirit, flesh and blood gradually appeared on his face, and among the wrinkles, he could vaguely see the same elegance as the ancient statue standing in the Yanyue Xuantian Clan.

That was the Great Si Quan who unified the Yanyue Xuantian Clan and was worshiped by all generations tens of thousands of years ago!

He raised his head and looked at the earth, as if gazing at the history of the ethnic group in this land.

He saw the rise of Yan Yue, saw the competition with all races, saw several battles with the human race, saw the protection of the three gods, and even saw Yan Yue's current status as a powerful clan in Wanggu.

As his eyes swept across, he sensed history and condensed the past and the present, his aura also rose majestically, getting stronger and thicker, and eventually spread throughout the mountains and seas, affecting Yanyue's homeland, causing the sky and earth to change color, and strong winds to roll in the clouds. .

All the Yanyue Xuantian clan monks resonated with each other at this moment, especially the three commanders, who walked out of their respective tents with shocked expressions, looking at the mountains and sea, feeling the ancestor who had walked out of history.

For the Yanyue Xuantian clan, the status of this great siquan who once unified the clan in the hearts of all clan members is no different from that of a god.

They all worshiped.

In the worship of the whole clan, the returning chief minister's eyes moved away and fell on the sky.

Then, he raised his feet and walked towards the sky and the torn crack.

In the spider god, what he absorbs is not only flesh and blood, but also time... and the authority of the divine domain.

This authority, following his footsteps, was transferred to his destiny at this moment, blessing his destiny, perfecting his shortcomings, and reviving the spark that had been extinguished for tens of thousands of years.

In this way, he walked step by step, his personality and life level were all sublimating, until he moved from the realm of the gods to the holy realm in the eyes of the three gods.

Awaited.

This sound, like thunder from the sky, scattered across the divine realm, and also landed in the whirlpool, in Xu Qing's heart.

Xu Qing was silent. He recognized the other party's identity and felt the sadness hidden in the witch that had been left over the years.

He saw that backstabbing very clearly in Jiuli's memory, and now, the cause and effect of the backstabbing seemed to be clearer.

Outside the whirlpool, facing the approaching Chief Si Quan, the sun and moon were as usual, Star God looked at the whirlpool and spoke calmly.

So, let's get started.

Upon hearing this, Chief Si Quan set his sights on this divine realm.

I had a question back then that I want to ask today.

According to what the three of them said, this divine realm was your former hometown, so the polluted divine creatures here were all your former people. Are you... willing? "

Beidi has died, cause and effect are over, he is us, but we are not him.

The one who answered this sentence was the Moon God.

Chief Si Quan said no more.

And the voice of the sun god, with its vast power at this moment, penetrated the void from this divine realm and echoed throughout the universe.

Sigu is not empty, there is a bright future, sleeping now, time is scattered

The stars and rings are harvested, and they are all my sons. All the worlds are aware of them, and they all call me my father.

The five priests of the sun, moon, and stars, who are the sons of the northern realm of this source, worshiped the father God in ancient times!

The voice of the sun god rises and falls, roaring to the divine realm. Every word causes the divine realm to tremble, and together they make the sun rise into the sky at the end of the ancient drama.

The moon god beside him closed his eyes, the bright moon reflected the sky, and the star god opened his eyes, replacing the sky of the divine domain with endless stars! The three gods are actually going to sacrifice the residual face!

At this moment, the wind is no longer blowing, but the storm is coming.

In the whirlpool below, the emperor's corpse staring at all this also shook, and the team members inside laughed wildly.

And Xu Qing also completely understood everything!

The purpose of the three gods is completely revealed!

They want to sacrifice the residual face of the god in exchange for the residual face opening its eyes and looking at the divine realm where it is located!

With a glance at the broken face, you can leave the restricted area out of thin air. If you look towards the restricted area, the restricted area can be transformed into a forbidden area.

This question was answered by Xu Qing on the red moon.

That is, the divine realm is upgraded and becomes the divine realm!

Once this happens, as the Lord of the God Realm, he will inevitably be promoted along with the upgrade of the God Realm in this process!

Combining Team Chang's previous words, Xu Qing has already understood the path of the three gods.

They want to use their identity as the Lord of the God Realm to cross the entire Tribulation Fire Realm in one step and directly reach the realm of Immaculate Conception in the promotion of the God Realm.

In this way, there will be no catastrophes like the Red Mother or the Spider God, and when the fate is perfect, the road to the altar will be opened directly!

As long as you accumulate enough in the future, you will be able to achieve success!

This is a huge and amazing opportunity, but it is also a terrifying danger.

The original Chi Mu also failed.

However, the Three Gods and Chi Mu are different.

That time, Chi Mu faced it passively, but this time, the three gods actively attracted it.

One was unprepared, the other planned for tens of thousands of years. Such a masterpiece!

Xu Qing moved his face, Chi Mu, that time, he was too weak to get involved in this step, but now...it's different. At the same time, drastic changes in the outside world are still going on.

The voice from the sun god, roaring from the divine realm.

The first sacrifice, the sacrifice of all living beings in the seven domains!

The words of the Sun God shocked the world and fell in Wanggu. They fell into the seven great regions that were specially selected by the Yanyue Xuantian Clan to conquer and had been secretly preparing for many years until today. Each of these seven great regions has a vast range. .At this moment, in each of these seven regions, the auras of many respected kings from the Yanyue Xuantian Clan rose into the sky, changing the situation. Looking around, in the seven regions, the Yanyue army was filled with darkness, and their banners were spread out, seeming to cover the sky and the sun. .

In front of them were countless prisoners of war.

The specialness of these seven domains is also reflected in these prisoners of war. Each domain is actually a unified clan.

Except for the main clan of this domain, there is no other clan!

At this moment, all these prisoners of war were kneeling there, with despair in their eyes. Until the next moment, the voice of the sun god spread, and the words of the king were heard in each of the seven regions.

The blood sacrifice is activated, kill!

With one order, the killings in seven areas broke out at the same time!

There were so many deaths in that moment, not only unprecedented, but also rare in tens of thousands of years.

Rivers of blood flowed, and dead souls filled the sky.

There are those who are trying to escape, and there are those who are trying to go against the grain, but they are unable to break through the seal or break the established fate. Another special feature of the seven tribes in these seven regions is also revealed with the killing.

Their blood is seven colors!

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple!

One area and one color.

And the realm where the red blood is, the race of death, is not the human race.

But it is conceivable that the large area dominated by the Yanyue Xuantian Clan and dominated by the human race cannot be its original goal. Looking back to the previous war and the Black Sky Clan's original raising of troops, there seems to be an answer.

If that battle is defeated, if there is no sun of dawn, if the sword-wielding emperor is forced to make his last sword...but there are no ifs in history, there are only results.

At this moment, the seven clans of the seven domains and seven bloods are all dead, corpses are piled up, blood is a sea, and the souls of the dead are filled like a ghost world, all for...sacrifice!

Looking at the highest existence above the ancients, the huge broken face that suppressed all monks, all ethnic groups, all lives, and even all gods, his eyelids moved slightly.

Then, the voice from the divine realm echoed again.

The second sacrifice, the Ten Thousand Years War Soul Sacrifice!

This voice is not the sun god, but... Da Si Quan.

Because what is being sacrificed this time is the soul of the Yanyue Xuantian clan’s dead heroes over the past tens of thousands of years. This is Yanyue Xuantian’s self-sacrifice!

Only in this way can we be sincere.

Only this is called sacrifice!

Therefore, those who are truly qualified to shake up the past and present and speak out about sacrificing war spirits cannot be the three gods.

Only the former Xuantian Great Witch Clan, who was the first to unify the power, could obey the cause and effect.

If he dies, the three current directors will take his place.

Suddenly, all the clan ancestral halls and all the Halls of Heroes belonging to the three leaders of the Yanyue Xuantian Clan roared together, and the countless fighting souls accumulated over tens of thousands of years in them rose into the sky and were finished!

The entire Yanyue clan is silent, from the officials to the common people, feeling sad and uncontrollable in their hearts.

But, this is life!

Their lives are also the lives of the great commander who returned from history.

Back then, he chose to stab him in the back. Although he had the promise of becoming a god, it was also because he was a long-term test for the clan.

He knew that Jiuli, who had inherited the position of ancestral witch, could not kill the spider god, and he did not want to decide the fate of the Xuantian witch clan with just a witch ancestral formation.

Jiuli's choice can only protect the clan for a while.

And my choice can secure a future for the race for generations to come!

There are no ifs in history, only results.

So, I have no regrets!