Five hundred and ninetieth IX: All Souls Sacrificial to the Gods
Jing Ye, the Sea Emperor, was able to rule the boundless sea area, so he was certainly not a dull person. He immediately heard some different meanings from Feng Huang's mouth.
He saw the expressions of several human masters again, and suddenly realized in his heart that the human monk who massacred countless masters of the Sea Clan was actually a powerful man with a high reputation in both the human and demon clans.
To deal with such a strong person, even if the sea clan's god-level masters are deployed, they may not be able to successfully kill the opponent. And if the opponent is angered and takes unlimited revenge on the sea clan, even if the sea clan is powerful, they will feel a huge headache.
When the relationship becomes irreconcilable, the Sea Clan will only lose more elite masters.
At this time, Jingye Haihuang already knew enough about Zheng Chen to classify him as the same existence as Xingchenzi.
So he didn't ask any more questions and still hosted the banquet with a calm expression.
The banquet ended quickly. After all, the powerful men and monsters of the human and demon tribes did not come here just for enjoyment. If the temple is not opened, they will not be able to live in peace.
Moreover, Jing Ye, the Sea Emperor, was not worried because the strong men from the human and demon tribes had been living in his palace for a long time. If they united to harm the Sea Clan, and were in the hinterland of the Sea Clan during a surprise attack, they would probably be killed.
The sea tribe has caused immeasurable losses.
If the temple was not about to open, and the strong men of the human and demon tribes needed the secrets of the Sea Clan, the Sea Clan would have invited the strong men of the human and demon tribes here, which would undoubtedly lead the wolf into the house and bring about their own destruction.
Three days after the banquet, when the powerful men of the three tribes had adjusted their states to their respective peaks, Jing Yehaihuang gathered the powerful men of the three tribes together and then headed towards the temple.
The temple is not very far from the Royal Palace of the Sea Clan. With the sea boat-shaped traveling magic treasure provided by Jingye Sea Emperor, it only took two or three days to reach the place.
This is the bottom of the sea deep in the sea. There is a bottomless canyon lying in front of the ship.
Jing Ye, the Emperor of the Sea, put away his sacred ship treasure, and more than two hundred powerful men from the three tribes appeared.
Looking from a distance, in the submarine canyon not far ahead, there is a divine light shining, which looks very broad.
The strong men of the three tribes all knew that the divine light was the location of the temple, and everyone slowly approached it.
Before reaching the temple, everyone first saw a sea army coming to greet them.
This Sea Clan legion numbered in the tens of thousands, and their cultivation levels were at least at the early stage of the Immortal Sect. One-third of them were emperor-level masters, and there were more than thirty strong men at the Sea Clan Immortal Stage.
The leader was a somewhat old-looking master of the Sea Clan. His skills were restrained, but he gave people an unfathomable feeling. Even Xing Chenzi narrowed his eyes and frowned when he saw this person.
The old man of the Hai Clan did not salute Jing Ye Hai Huang. Instead, Jing Ye Hai Huang bowed and saluted me. This shows the status of this old man in the Hai Clan.
However, the appearance of this old man from the sea clan is a bit surprising, because he is so ugly.
It has green skin, green hair, two pointed ears, and even two fangs exposed from the corners of its mouth.
If Zheng Chen were here, he would definitely be able to recognize this old man. He was the ugly old man who bought some sacred stones from Zheng Chen and helped Zheng Chen once in front of the Demon Transformation Sect.
Except for Zheng Chen, it is estimated that few human monks can recognize this ugly old man. He obviously has a high status in the Sea Clan, so why would he hang out with the human race?
Duanmuni and others were a little surprised, because they had been to the entrance of the temple before, but they only knew that there was a powerful Sea Clan army stationed here, but they did not know that there was such a top master of the Sea Clan.
Under the leadership of the old man Qi Chou, the powerful men of the three tribes walked slowly to the entrance of the temple.
Viewed from a high altitude, the temple area is indeed very wide, no less than 10,000 meters in length and width, but 10,000 meters seems to be a little too small for the strong men of the three tribes.
The temple is not just one building, but a complex of buildings, but there is a tallest golden attic inside, with a total of eight floors.
The eight-story pavilion should be the core of the temple. This is what the strong men of the three tribes thought in their hearts.
The temple is surrounded by a wall three feet high, and above the wall is a thick curtain of light.
The light curtain enveloped the entire temple complex, leaving no gaps.
It seems that the strong men of the three tribes have tried to break through by force, but looking at the intact walls and light curtains, we know that they did not succeed.
Opposite where the strong men of the three tribes stood, there was the only door on the four walls, which was now tightly closed.
The door needs a keyhole, but the strong men of the three tribes don't have the key.
"It's time to start." The ugly old man said to Jing Ye Haihuang who was standing behind him.
Jingye Hai Huang silently stepped aside, then took out some materials and arranged them at the gate.
In just one cup of tea, an additional altar appeared at the entrance of the temple, surrounded by six tall stone pillars.
The altars and stone pillars are all engraved with complex and mysterious incantations, and no one except the top powerhouses of the Sea Tribe can understand the incantations.
The altar is ten feet high and has a hexagonal shape, but there is a groove at the top for who knows what.
Then, under the instructions of Jing Ye Haihuang, Xingchenzi, the golden-robed old man from the Monster Clan, and the ugly old man from the Sea Clan sat cross-legged on the top of a pillar, while the other three pillars were occupied by the three clans respectively.
The powerful men at the peak of the Immortal Lord's late stage were surrounded.
Jing Ye Haihuang did not participate in it. He jumped into the air. When he was still three feet away from the top of the altar, he took out six blood-red formation flags and silently recited a difficult-to-understand spell. The six
The formation flag roared and flew into the distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
After waiting quietly for two hours, Jing Yehaihuang took out another formation flag, and then began to recite the incantation again.
As the spell sounded, the formation flag in his hand flew out of his hand and flew to a height of ten feet above his head. It began to grow slowly and swayed continuously.
"Everyone, bleed!"
After squinting his eyes for a while and looking at the growing formation flag, Jingye Sea Emperor suddenly let out a loud shout.
The strong men of the three tribes opened their eyes at the same time, and then shot out two drops of blood, one drop fell on the stone pillar next to them, and the other dropped in the groove on the top of the altar.
"The sky and the earth are infinite, and all souls sacrifice to the gods..."
Jing Ye Haihuang recited the incantation again, and wisps of gaseous or liquid soul power came from all directions.
The six formation flags that were released have flown very far at this time. Wherever they pass, they can forcibly restrain the souls of all sea creatures. When they reach a certain level, they will be sent away by the formation flags.
Arriving at the altar at the entrance of the temple.
The powerful men of the three tribes were actually conducting the most cruel blood and soul sacrifices in the nearby sea area!
