Phoenix Clan.

Inside the Phoenix Palace.

Feng Zu transformed into a human form and sat on the upper seat.

She was wearing a red dress and a crown on her head. She had a delicate face and fiery red eyes, as if there were two balls of heavenly fire burning.

Below, the Phoenix Emperor stood upright, cupped his hands and reported: "Ancestor, I have calculated that only one hundred thousand adult members of the clan can help you break through the seventh level of the God-Seeking Realm!"

One hundred thousand!

Feng Zu frowned slightly, this is not a small amount.

You know, the Phoenix clan is a clan of divine beasts, with powerful bloodlines and extremely difficult reproduction. Up to now, there are only 300,000 people in the clan.

This includes both the old and the young.

Looking at the entire tribe, there are only about 140,000 or 150,000 truly adult members.

Sacrifice 100,000 at once
It hurts so much!
However, if she could achieve a bloodline transformation and break through to the seventh level of seeking divinity by sacrificing 100,000 clansmen, this was still very tempting to her.

Pray to God on the seventh level!

If they had this kind of strength, by the time the Third War of the Heavens comes, even if they couldn't shine, they would at least be able to preserve their tribe.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Feng Zu's eyes narrowed and he asked, "Let me ask you, how can I break through to the eighth level of Seeking God?"

"what?"

The Phoenix Emperor shuddered, thought for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "This should require at least 250,000 clansmen, and they must also devour the invincible blood of the two gods!"

Hearing this, Feng Zu fell into deep thought, as if thinking about how many of his clansmen should be sacrificed.

Is it one hundred thousand?
Or two hundred and fifty thousand plus two more people praying to the gods for invincibility?

It's a bit hard to decide.

But one thing is certain, facing the current situation, the Phoenix Clan has no extra choices. If they want to win the third battle of the heavens, they must make sacrifices.

She is alive.

Only then can the Phoenix clan continue to reproduce.

If she died, the Phoenix Clan would surely decline, and even if it didn't perish, it would be enslaved.

strength!

Determine status!

From the perspective of all races in the universe, they devour the essence and blood of their clansmen in search of a breakthrough. Although it seems cruel and unjust, it is also the best choice.

After all, if you want to be the final winner, you always have to make sacrifices, right?

After a long while, Feng Zu took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and said in a deep voice: "Prepare 100,000 clansmen and tell them that the Feng clan will do its best to train their descendants!"

"As ordered!"

Feng Huang looked solemn, bowed, and left quickly.

Not a moment.

A dazzling light bloomed within the Phoenix Realm.

Phoenixes spread their wings and flew high, turning into balls of flames, blooming for a moment, and finally fell into the back mountain, forming a sea of ​​fire.

These fires are the divine fires of Nirvana!

It is also the Phoenix clan's natal fire, which is equivalent to their natal essence and blood.

The fire is brilliant!

But it is also extremely tragic!

The Phoenix Clan's innate magical power is to utilize the fire of Nirvana to achieve Nirvana rebirth. As long as the sacred fire is not extinguished, there will be a chance for them to live again.

But now, when Phoenix Ancestor devours the Nirvana Divine Fire, they will surely die.

There is no possibility of resurrection!
death!

Covering the entire Phoenix clan!

White Tiger Tribe.

The atmosphere was extremely heavy and filled with a sense of solemnity.

Tiger Ancestor stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back. His expression kept changing. He was extremely conflicted and could not make up his mind.

Tiger poison does not eat children!
When he thought about devouring his people, he was full of resistance and unwilling to accept it.

"Ancestor!" At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air was heard, and the Tiger King tore through the void and descended behind Tiger Ancestor. He saluted and said, "I have inquired about it. The Golden Crow Clan, the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, etc. are all devouring essence and blood to strengthen their bloodlines."

Hearing this, Tiger Ancestor waved his hands and said in a deep voice: "I know! You... do whatever you want!"

"As ordered!"

The Tiger King responded and turned to leave.

Half a minute later, tiger roars resounded through the sky, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths.

Evil tribe.

Looking at all the races in the world, it ranks 18th.

At this time, a massacre was breaking out within the evil clan. After learning the method of breaking through the essence and blood, the evil ancestor did not hesitate and quickly launched a massacre within the clan.

With one palm strike, tens of thousands of tribesmen died tragically and exploded into blood mist.

"Roar!"

The Evil Ancestor roared.

Then, he opened his mouth wide and released a terrifying suction force, sucking all the essence and blood into his body.

As a huge amount of essence and blood power entered his body, his originally gray body was covered with a layer of blood light, mixed with a faint demonic aura, appearing extremely evil.

The strength of the evil ancestor has grown by leaps and bounds.
Fate family.

Ming Huang hesitated for a moment, walked towards the forbidden area, and found Ming Yun who was in seclusion.

At this time, Ming Yun was practicing, refining the long river of time and space. When he sensed the Queen of Life, he opened his eyes and said, "You shouldn't do this!"

The Emperor of Life was silent.

Ming Yun said to himself: "Although Mo Dang's method can quickly break through, it is too evil. Even if you break through, you can't control this power, and you will eventually become a puppet of power!"

Hearing this, the Fate Emperor said, "At least doing this can give us a glimmer of hope!"

"will not!"

Ming Yun said coldly: "Even if we defeat the Qin Dynasty, the Ten Thousand Races will decline. Do you believe it?"

Decline?

The Emperor of Life did not believe it.

Ming Yun continued, "Every living being has evil thoughts in their hearts. Before this, the strong men of all races hid their evil thoughts in their hearts. But you encouraged the strong men of all races to devour their essence and blood to break through, which is equivalent to releasing the evil thoughts, and they cannot be locked back!"

"Think about it, after defeating the human race, all races will compete for supremacy. What will happen in order to win?"

The Emperor of Life's pupils shrank slightly and his expression changed.

He only thought about defeating the Qin Dynasty to solve the immediate problem, but never considered the future.

Without the Great Qin Dynasty and the human race, all races in the universe will inevitably fall into war. At that time, in order to become the ultimate winner, will the leaders of various hegemonic clans continue to devour their essence and blood and pursue even more powerful strength?

can you?

There is a high probability that this will happen!
When the floodgates of desire are opened, they turn into evil thoughts.

By then, I'm afraid that it will not only devour the blood and essence of its own family members, but may also devour the blood and essence of outsiders, causing one killing after another.

All beings are like demons!

If this is true, the so-called Era of Ten Thousand Races is nothing more than a dark, bloody, decadent and destructive era.

Thinking of this, the Emperor of Life felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his face turned pale. Only then did he realize that he had created a hidden disaster for all the races in the heavens.

Once it breaks out, it will be the tragedy of all races.

The Emperor of Life moved his lips and asked in a trembling voice, "What should we do now?"

"The deal is done!"

Ming Yun shook his head, thought for a moment, and added: "However, your method can indeed help the Ten Thousand Races Alliance defeat the Great Qin Dynasty. As for the rest, let time decide!"

The Qin Dynasty hasn't been destroyed yet, so why think so far into the future?
"Then should we?"

The Emperor of Life asked cautiously.

"no!"

Mingyun waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "We are the guardians of our tribe. If we have to sacrifice countless people for the so-called victory, then I would rather fail."

He disagrees with the idea of ​​consuming blood essence to break through. (End of this chapter)