The Sea of ​​Sky Fire in the eastern part of the Moon Sacrifice Region has its particularity and hot environment, which means that not many ethnic groups live here.

Among them, the Mirror Shadow Clan and the Tianmian Clan are the main groups.

Because the Skyfire Crystals in the Skyfire Sea are one of the many frequently needed sacrifices designated by the Red Moon Temple, they are often plundered by the Skyfire overseas tribes.

In order to resist foreign enemies, the two tribes had to join forces, hence the name alliance.

There is also this holy city of two ethnic groups.

This city has stood on the earth for thousands of years. It has experienced fire from the sky again and again, and has protected countless people of the two tribes.

Although it was destroyed in the process, it was eventually rebuilt, so in the minds of the two tribes, this city has far-reaching significance.

They believe that its existence has witnessed the history of the alliance between the two races in the past and will continue to witness the future of the two races.

But for the lower-class ethnic groups in the Sky Fire Sea area, this is a city of despair. Whether they are humans or other hunted ethnic groups, in their hearts, this place is full of death and full of evil.

Even more foreigners died here than were sacrificed to the Red Moon Temple.

All this is due to the cruelty inherent in the two races.

Living in the hopeless Moon Festival area, they like to see the already desperate people become even more desperate.

It seems that only in this way can they develop a sense of superiority and find the joy of life.

At this moment, although the city was filled with laughter and laughter, there were also cries and wailings underneath the laughter.

The sound of whipping, shouting, and killing echoed in every corner of the city.

The entire city was filled with blood, and countless skeletons were piled up outside every house.

It’s not just humans who become food.

Because of this great harvest, the amount sacrificed to the temple was sufficient, so the excess became food and toys for the two tribes.

These lower-class ethnic groups can be purchased at will by members of the two tribes. Life is worse than death, and they are tortured. Most of them are suffering endless pain and are cursed to exchange their own death for the destruction of the two tribes.

And this day, with the roar echoing in the sky, arrived.

At this moment, some of the cheering tribesmen in this cruel city stopped laughing and looked up at the sky in the distance in surprise.

On the horizon, a huge sandstorm spread over a hundred miles, turning into a huge shadow and approaching.

Covering the sky and the sun, covering the sky, the momentum is astonishing.

Not only was the scope huge, but there were countless lightnings roaming within, the sound of explosions spread in all directions, and the entire earth was affected, setting off endless wind and sand, constantly swirling around.

The dark sky has also become distorted and blurred, and thick heterogeneity originates from there and fills the surrounding area.

The darkness was overwhelming and shocking.

You can vaguely see a huge figure inside it.

This figure was wearing a black robe, roaring from the sky, like the messenger of death who had heard the curse of all living beings and descended into the world.

This scene gradually attracted the attention of more monks from both races, and soon the entire city fell silent.

The national master of the Mirror Shadow Clan who was worshiping Duanmu Zang in the square also raised his head. When he looked towards the sky, terrifying fluctuations of consciousness rose from his body.

Thunder roared in the sky, and an illusory figure the same size as the black-robed old woman in the sandstorm stood above the city.

"Stop!"

A cold voice came out from his mouth, causing endless thunder and rumbles.

At the same time, strands of spiritual consciousness also emitted from the Holy City, locking onto the storm.

Within these spiritual consciousnesses, there are three waves that are as powerful as the national master. They also transform into amazing figures between heaven and earth, watching the sandstorm coldly.

These four figures emit waves belonging to the spiritual treasure. Although the way of heaven has not yet been born, the pressure of the enlightenment stage of cultivating the way can still suppress all directions.

Duanmu Zang, who was dying in the square, looked at the sky in the pain of body and mind.

He saw the vast sandstorm and the huge figure within it. Vaguely, there seemed to be a figure standing above the figure.

This figure does not look like a human race, but a black sky race!

Gray skin, big head, full of sharp thorns.

And the majestic sandstorm was slowly approaching the Holy City at this moment. Finally, it stopped ten miles away from the Holy City as the minds of the two tribes in the Holy City were rising and suppressing.

The distance of ten miles cannot isolate the roar from the sandstorm, nor can it prevent the spread of the drug ban within it.

As a result, pieces of thin fog, like the haze covering the moon, drifted over the Holy City, causing the Holy City's protective formation to make a sizzling sound as it was being corroded.

There was even more roar and echo, deafening.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Above the Holy City, the National Master of the Mirror Shadow Clan spoke in a low voice and raised his right hand in a wave.

The fog that suddenly filled the surroundings of the Holy City rolled back one after another, but it did not completely dissipate. Instead, after dispersing, it gathered again.

This scene made the National Master of the Mirror Shadow Clan's heart sink. He frowned slightly and looked ten miles away.

At this moment, in the sandstorm formed by the poisonous forbidden fog ten miles away, the old woman with a spirit wheel slowly walked out, showing Xu Qing standing above her head between heaven and earth.

Xu Qing had no expression on his face, looking coldly at the bird's nest-like holy city of the two races in front of him, and transmitted his spiritual thoughts into his body.

"You really don't want to eat?"

"If you don't want to eat, don't eat, don't eat. These are all sacrifices made by Chi Mu. I don't dare to eat them. Moreover, they contain curses. They are full of rancid flavor and rotten meat. Are you going to eat them?"

The fingers of the gods speak plausibly.

Xu Qing ignored it. On the way here, in order to prevent his purpose from being exposed, he activated the Xuantian Yaoyue Pill that he and his captain had eaten when they went to the Shenglan Tribe. He released the last part of the pill's medicinal power in his body and turned black again.

Celestial clan.

At this moment, he stared at the Holy City, raised his right hand, and pointed towards the sky above the city.

Suddenly the sky rolled, and with a roar, a purple moon appeared out of thin air at this moment, rising above the holy city.

When the purple moon comes into the world, the colors in all directions change, and everything turns purple at this moment.

The sky is like this, the earth is like this, and the city is even more like this.

Everything you look at is purple!

The divine power spreads and envelopes the world. It contains the deep authority of the Red Mother, surpassing all divine envoys in terms of levels. Just like the arrival of the Son of God, the entire city is distorted and the surroundings are blurred.

Thick heterogeneity breeds from within the city, rises from all the buildings, and erupts from each of the two tribesmen, causing the entire land to become turbulent.

Countless gasps, exclamations, and sounds of shock were heard from the two tribes in the Holy City in an instant. Their expressions changed drastically, and their minds stirred up waves.

The familiar feeling caused many monks from both races to kneel down instinctively, their hearts trembling to the extreme.

The same expressions changed drastically, as did the figures of the four spiritual beings on the city.

The minds of them, including the Imperial Master, fluctuated violently, and the expressions on their faces could no longer be calm, with shock in their eyes.

All living beings in the entire Moon Sacrifice Continent contain the curse of the Red Moon. This curse, which has been contained in their blood for generations, prevents them from leaving the Moon Sacrifice Continent. It also allows them to face the Red Moon Temple.

I clearly feel the pressure from the gods.

It's just that on weekdays, this curse is like a slumber, and it only breaks out when they try to escape from Jie Yue.

But at this moment, these four spirit treasures and the two clansmen in the city all felt the curse in their blood and were recovering.

Although it is still far from the outbreak, this recovery seems to have plucked the strings of life's rest, echoing the sound of the death knell, allowing them to

Extremely trembling.

Ten miles away, Xu Qing, standing above the old woman Ling Lun, looked at all this and slowly spoke her first words after arriving.

"All spirit treasures from the alliance of the two races will come out immediately to pick him up!"

As soon as Xu Qing spoke, the light of the purple moon suddenly shone, the power of the divine power became stronger again, the heaven and earth became more distorted, everything was shaking, and some ordinary people of the two races in the city could no longer bear it and wailed.

Some of their bodies began to undergo alienation, and the curse inside them could not be suppressed, spreading throughout their bodies, causing screams and shrillness, and their bodies continued to wither.

All this made everyone in the alliance of the two clans panic. The four spirit treasures, including the national master, instinctively rushed out and went straight to Xu Qing.

In the palaces of the two clans, there were two more powerful waves that shot into the sky in an instant.

That is the king of the two tribes and the ancestor of the two tribes.

Their expressions were equally horrified, but they also had doubts in their hearts. There was still a difference between the purple moon and the red moon, but their aura and divine power were exactly the same.

All this made them instinctively afraid to offend him. After rushing out at this moment, they and the four Yangdao Lingzang went straight to Xu Qing, not daring to get too close. They stopped a thousand feet away.

"Meet the envoy!"

The ancestors of the two clans looked solemn and immediately clasped their fists.

Xu Qing's face was expressionless. This was the first step in the only way he could think of on his way here.

Six people together!

This is not difficult. If you want to do it, you need to use the identity of the temple.

At this moment, the first step was completed. At the moment they bowed, the purple moon in the sky came roaring, floating above the six people, and suddenly moved toward them.

This is the second step.
To be continued...