The journey of creation from fantasy to reality

After all these things, even if they were still very skeptical, repulsive, or wait-and-see about cultivation.

After these two things, they completely let go of their prejudices and began to participate in this wave of cultivation.

And this is the reason why other forces and countries outside Shenzhou have made remarkable progress.

Of course, in today's era, the technological system that the humans of Blue Star have developed with great difficulty will definitely not be abandoned.

Nowadays, all kinds of technology still have great advantages and development potential.

But in terms of cultivation, they must also seize it firmly and quickly improve the cultivation of the people.

You have to grasp both hands, both hands must be strong, and walk on two legs, so that you can walk steadily and go further.

Seeing that the cultivation on Blue Star has entered a stage of benign development, Yuan Meng is naturally very happy.

Now we just have to wait for those people in the realm of breaking the void in Shenzhou to go to the moon to explore what happened there? Why is there a faint breath of evil gods?

However, just as Yuan Meng was slightly nervous, waiting for that moment to come, he suddenly felt a strange breath, quietly blooming on the blue planet, but disappeared in an instant.

"Hey~! What's going on? Could it be that someone has really created other systems on this blue planet full of spiritual energy? Or..."

Yuan Meng suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance in disbelief.

You know, the blue planet now has long been filled with spiritual energy from heaven and earth. Even if someone wants to open up a new path, they can never avoid the existence of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

Even if they create a new path, it is just to expand the path of cultivation of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

However, now there is a breath that is very different from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. How can this not surprise Yuan Meng.

In an instant, Yuan Meng's mind has spread out, radiating to the entire blue planet, searching for the location of that strange aura.

Finally, after half a quarter of an hour, Yuan Meng found an abnormality.

In an instant, Yuan Meng's mind had gathered and enveloped the strange place.

He wanted to see what kind of genius this person was, who could avoid the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that filled the world and create a new system that did not involve the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at all.

In the West Continent, further west of Niuzhou, in a remote small country, a seldom-noticed church was conducting a cruel sacrifice underground.

"Master Priest, it's ready."

A middle-aged man in a blood-red robe and fanatical eyes stood respectfully in front of Max and reported carefully.

"Well, it can start."

Max, who was also in a blood-red robe and fanatical eyes, nodded slightly and said.

Yes, that's right, it's Max, the professor who presided over the opening of the wormhole.

However, now Professor Max has become a chief priest of the evil god, thinking about blood sacrifices all the time and summoning the evil god to come.

To this end, he took advantage of his position to secretly develop evil god believers in private, preparing to summon the evil god to come.

Now, he has made all the preparations, so he sneaked out quietly and entered this remote area when no one was prepared, preparing to perform a blood sacrifice.

He glanced at the dozens of believers wearing blood-red robes.

He looked at the hundreds of terrified and desperate sacrifices on the altar in front of him, and raised his head slightly. Max seemed to have seen his great master.

Max slowly stepped forward, came to the front of the altar, placed his hands on his chest, bowed slightly, and began to pray devoutly.

"Great master, you are the end of life, you are the destination of all souls

You are the blood master who controls life and blood, the scarlet master

Great scarlet master, your servants devoutly offer sacrifices and beg for your coming"

As Max recited in a low voice, a solemn atmosphere began to permeate.

The blood-robed people behind him had already knelt on the ground when Max began to pray.

Following Max's recitation, these blood-robed people also began to pray and recite.

At the beginning, although everyone was wearing blood-colored robes and the prayers they recited were different from normal prayers.

But there was indeed a sense of evil holiness, solemn and solemn.

However, when a blood-robed person walked up to the altar and directly cut a person's wrist, blood gushed out.

But a strange breath began to spread little by little, and the faint scarlet color began to spread around with the altar as the center, filling the entire place of sacrifice.

And after this strange breath appeared, it immediately conflicted with the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and even annihilated it, and even isolated this world from the outside world.

Even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth could not penetrate into it, and even could not detect the location of this area.

This is also the reason why Yuan Meng was unable to locate this place immediately after he noticed something strange.

Otherwise, if there was a trace of spiritual energy here, Yuan Meng would have sensed the situation here immediately.

However, when this strange aura just appeared, the strange fluctuations it produced were already fed back to Yuan Meng through the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It was just because, in the next moment, the small amount of spiritual energy here had been wiped out by the strange breath, so Yuan Meng could not lock it.

However, this kind of thing was not something these people could know. They still did what they had to do and continued to do their own things.

As the blood-robed man on the altar cut the wrists of the people who were sacrificed one by one, the blood began to gradually fill the entire altar, spontaneously forming a strange pattern, and a strong bloody smell filled the air.

The blood-robed man who did all this did not show any strange color at all, as if he was not going to kill hundreds of humans, but just killed some ants.

The look on his face was even more fanatical and excited, with a touch of evil and sacred feeling.

The people who were sacrificed on the altar did not have this feeling. They only felt terrified and desperate.

However, no matter how they struggled, they could not move their bodies at all, and they could not make any sound.

He could only despair, feeling the hot blood flowing out of his wrist, his strength being quickly drained away, and waves of coldness sweeping over his body.

And at some point, the blood flowing out of the altar, forming a strange blood pattern, began to emit waves of strange power.

There were sinister and strange lights that began to flow continuously on the blood pattern, and began to actively draw the blood of everyone on the altar.