Peerless Martial Emperor

Chapter 410 Seven Killing Blood Coffin

Three days later, Zi Batian was leaving the customs and went to the taboo place of the Ziwing alien race!Blood Moon Spring, a spring made of blood, is in the shape of a crescent moon, surrounded by mountains of bones, and the wind is blowing, giving people a creepy feeling.

On this day, a large number of people came to Blood Moon Spring. Among them, a large number of soldiers brought [-] death row prisoners here. The whole atmosphere was very dignified and solemn, and [-] shamans were constantly preparing everything for the sacrifice. Things, this time their task is very difficult, to summon the ancestors of the purple-winged alien race 'Seven Kills', they are taboo, it is impossible for them to survive in this world, but they are set by the secret method, as long as a lot of blood and life As a sacrifice, they can wake them up and have five years of life.

This kind of sacrifice is very vicious and requires 80 lives as sacrifices. In the sky, Zi Batian led the remaining elders of the purple-winged alien race, the Supreme Elder, and about a dozen people came here and appeared on the edge of the Blood Moon Spring. Wearing purple and gold shaman costumes, the [-]-year-old shaman hurriedly greeted him and bowed to Zi Batian.

Zi Batian looked at these shamans, with a smile on his face, and said: "This time the ceremony depends on everyone's hard work, only success is allowed, and failure is not allowed, you know?"

These shamans all nodded in awe. They felt unprecedented pressure from Zi Batian. They knew the other party's identity and cultivation level, and they dared not resist, but obeyed.

Seeing that the death row prisoners were already in place, Zi Batian said: "Everyone, let's start the ceremony. As long as it succeeds, you shamans will be rewarded heavily. Let's start!" Zi Batian took all the elders into the air , in the distant sky, watching quietly...

The seven purple-gold shamans looked at each other in the same way, one of them gave the order, the blood sacrifice began, and then teams of condemned prisoners were brought to the edge of the blood moon spring, and they raised their knives and fell, thousands of heads fell into the blood moon spring, and their necks were wounded. All the streams of blood flowed into the spring water...

After the blood dries up, the corpses are taken away, and then a batch is written. The very evil, bloody, and cruel blood sacrifice has begun!

Faced with such a bloody scene, those soldiers looked normal. They had already experienced the battlefield, and they had seen scenes that were several times bloodier than this. There are floating heads in the Blood Moon Spring, some of them are dead, their eyes are wide open, and the whole atmosphere is very depressing.

Zi Batian's eyes are impersonal, he now expects the 'Seven Kills' to rush forward, that is an irresistible and invincible strong man, and there are seven of them, everyone is several times stronger than him, such a strong Those who wake up will be a disaster for those humans on the mainland.

Ahhhhhh, a series of screams came and went, with the despair at the forefront, no matter how hard the [-] death row prisoners struggled, they could not escape death, and some of the death row prisoners who hadn't yet had their turn couldn't help but pee their pants when they saw such a scene , They were really frightened, and they were willing to die, but their resistance was useless. When the butcher knife fell on their necks, their thoughts were all broken, and then they were relieved.

For those high above, life is like ants, not worth mentioning, just beheading and bloodletting lasted almost a whole day, and the next day, the water level of the entire Blood Moon Spring finally rose by a lot Few, with heads floating everywhere.

After finishing all this, the soldiers began to leave quickly. Two hours later, the blood sacrifice officially began. All the shamans, led by seven purple gold shamans, began to chant a series of spells. The language that has been handed down is difficult to understand, and only the shaman can understand it among the entire purple-winged alien race.

Each shaman kept waving two soul-calling flags in his hands, and after they acted, they kept waving their bodies, and the instruments and decorations on their bodies began to jingle, all the shamans moved in unison, and their bodies Exuding auras of different strengths, of course the aura of Zijin Shaman is very strong, the aura on them is mysterious, strange, mysterious, terrifying...

Seeing these seven Zijin shamans, Zi Batian couldn't help but nodded. These seven shamans are indeed the most powerful shamans in the race. The spells they cultivated are really terrifying and powerful. If they do it themselves, they want to deal with them Seven is not an easy task. With them presiding over this blood sacrifice, it will definitely be a success.

Puff puff……

After a quarter of an hour, these shamans bit the tip of their tongues and spewed a series of blood to the soul-calling flags in their hands. These soul-calling flags began to burst into bright light, half of which were red, and the rest were purple, or Purple-gold, the spells in these shaman's mouths became more and more urgent, and the soul-calling banners in their hands began to spin violently, separated from their hands, and floated in the sky...

Vortex... Vortex... Vortex...

The soul-calling banners are constantly rotating, exuding tyrannical energy inside. As they continue to grow larger, the surrounding energy is also rapidly increasing. In the end, the money shamans and their soul-calling banners become ten feet in size, seven people, fourteen Such a huge soul-calling banner is indeed very rare, and the soul-calling banners of other shamans are not so huge even if they are pushed with all their strength.

When Zibatian saw the Soul Calling Banner cast by Zijin Shaman, his expression was surprisingly solemn, and he nodded and said: "It's really good, the seven of them have cultivated to this level." When seeing Zijin Shaman After that, Zi Batian paid more attention to them.

There were [-] shamans and [-] soul-calling banners. At this time, the soul-calling banners began to change sharply. There were fourteen huge soul-calling banners, and two of them merged into seven huge ones with a radius of [-] feet. The soul-calling streamer exudes a purple-gold light, which is even more radiant, because of the energy contained in it.

The seven purple gold shamans roared violently: "Seven banners and spirits, gather them all for me!"

I saw that the soul-calling banners refined by the shaman began to surround the seven purple-gold soul-calling banners and merged with each other. This process was not as fast as expected, but it was not slow. It took eight hours and finally succeeded. , At this time, seven huge soul-calling banners with a radius of seventy feet appeared, each of which possessed terrifying strength, very terrifying.

"Soul Guiyuan Dafa! One is the soul of heaven, the second is the soul of the earth, and the third is the soul of life. There are seven souls, one is sky rushing, the second is spiritual wisdom, the third is qi, the fourth is power, the fifth is the center, and the sixth is the soul. The soul is the essence, and the seven souls are the hero: give me a fusion, a fusion of the original soul!" The seven purple gold shamans acted again.

In the surrounding world, the wind and the clouds are common, gusts of wind, and extremely dark black clouds. They all received the attraction of unknown energy and all appeared there. Seven huge incomparable soul-calling banners began to spin rapidly, turning the surrounding sky and earth together. The energy is continuously absorbed from afar, and the energy of the Soul Calling Banner is already terrifying, and now it is still necessary to accumulate energy before summoning the 'Seven Kills'.

At this time, all the hands of the shamans condensed into unified handprints. They mobilized all the mana in their bodies, condensed energy light clusters one by one, and finally fused all the condensed energy into them, and then burst out, and were finally captured. The soul-calling banner absorbed, and the shamans who had lost their energy all sat on the ground weakly. Sikong Chaixing glanced around, and the elders started to take action, taking all the shamans who had lost their energy, and let them reach a safe place... …

An hour later, except for the seven purple gold shamans, all the other shamans left, and now they are the only ones left. These purple gold shamans glanced at each other, and a strong pressure erupted from their bodies, and purple golden beams of light erupted from their bodies. Shooting on the soul-calling banner high above the sky, the human body and the weapon began to unite. They muttered words in their mouths, and the soul-calling banner above their heads began to spin rapidly, and the energy was also mobilized.

The purple-golden light flourished, and finally they shouted: "Seven Kill Blood Coffin, come out!"

Then the huge soul-calling banners above their heads began to burst into purple-gold beams of light, and finally penetrated into the 'Blood Moon Spring', rumbling, terrifying energy, bombarding the spring water into a huge 'Blood Wave', intense The smell of blood tangled head-on, making people feel suffocated.

The faces of the seven purple-gold shamans are very pale. Now that they have reached the critical moment of the blood sacrifice, they must go all out. The energy accumulated in the soul-calling banner is very large and terrifying. The seven "blood-colored coffins" that had been silent for an unknown number of years were pulled out and summoned from the bottom of the spring...

The entire Blood Moon Spring began to erupt with seven terrifying energy auras, all of which emanated from the coffins. Each coffin was blood-red, with a strong red light emitting from the surroundings, and the surrounding blood was constantly flowing.

Zi Batian's face couldn't help but become dignified. Although this energy aura has not yet awakened, he has already felt the horror, and his heart can't help but pause for a moment. So terrible!
There were seven huge coffins with a radius of seventy feet in the Blood Moon Spring. Each coffin was slapped with strange pictures carved on it. Each coffin was like a work of art, but it exuded terrifying energy fluctuations. The fluctuations made those elders feel terrified, and the seven kills were like a distant legend to them.

Seven kills, breaking the army, greedy wolves, they have created a legend in the foreign world, no one can break it, they are the best in the entire foreign world in terms of cultivation and strength, even the emperors of the major foreign races The imperial capital is ashamed of themselves, none of them can cultivate to that legendary state.

The Seven Kills are the seven invincible killing gods with strong blood in the purple-winged alien royal family. They have killed countless enemies in their lives, so that other aliens dare not make mistakes against the purple-winged aliens. At that time, only Tanlang and Pojun, In order to be able to compete with the Seven Kills, the Seven Kills are composed of seven people, and the strength of each person must exceed the realm of the Tenth Rank Different Venerable. The seven of them also know how to attack tactics. The seven brothers have gone through countless years of creation, Combined attacks have reached the highest level of proficiency.

It is precisely because of their existence that other alien races dare not do anything to the Purple Winged alien race. Although Qisha has been asleep for so many years, when they wake up, they are the gods of killing. Except for Tanlang and Pojun, no one is them His opponent, the Qisha's status in the Ziwing alien race is extremely lofty, even Zi Batian, who is the emperor, must lower his posture.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the Seven Kills are the spiritual pillar of the Purple Winged Alien Race. As long as they are there, the Purple Winged Alien Race will not perish and will continue to prosper.

(End of this chapter)