"I'll keep you company until the end, but you'd better move faster, or I'm afraid I can't help myself."

Yashen Yunfei's fierceness subsided, and he seemed to have regained his calm.

From beginning to end, only the Eight Gods Dragon had his eyes slightly closed, as if he was immersed in his own world.

The beautiful eyes of the Eight Gods Zen Yin were indifferent, quietly watching everything in front of him. When she glanced at Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, she opened her red lips and uttered a few simple words.

"Ant, an eyesore."

Although she was a woman, she must not be underestimated. Countless Eight Gods disciples were terrified of her to the core!

Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen no longer spoke at this moment, but turned their eyes slightly and looked at the void!

Because at this moment, there were several more breaths rushing into the sky, and unfathomable figures came at a high speed and rushed to the sacrifice site.

Soon, eight of the top ten masters of the younger generation of the Eight Gods arrived!

Almost everyone had their own unique momentum, standing on the sacrifice site, like a towering peak, all of which made people feel terrified!

Among the top ten masters, Yashen Chen, who originally replaced the ninth place, had been torn apart by Ye Wuque, so naturally he could not come.

"Is there another most powerful one who hasn't come yet?"

Ye Wuque watched coldly. He had long known from the discussions of the surrounding Yashen disciples that there were a total of ten masters in the young generation of the Yashen clan. At this moment, only eight of them came, and there was still one missing.

Not surprisingly, this person should be the strongest one, and now the well-deserved number one of the young generation of the Yashen clan!

"Well, he's here, such a breath, interesting..."

Feng Caichen suddenly spoke, his eyes were slightly condensed, and a ray of light flashed in them!

Ye Wuque had naturally looked over!

At the same time, the Yashen Dragon, who had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, and it seemed that two stars exploded in it, and the light surged, which was extremely terrifying!

"You are finally here... Yashen Wufeng!"

Yashen Dragon whispered to himself, with a feeling of a long sword being unsheathed and showing its edge!

The entire sacrifice site was now in a dead silence, and the eyes of the Yashen disciples showed an undisguised fear and panic!

In the void, a tall figure slowly approached. From a distance, it could be clearly seen that this person seemed to be carrying a long sword behind him!

This was a man who looked quite young, with casually flowing hair and a tall stature. At first glance, he looked heroic and unrivaled, but then you would feel a sharp edge that made your bones tremble!

Yashin Wufeng!

The first person of the young generation of the Yashin Clan!

"A swordsman? Then he should be practicing the Qianqiu Bashen Sword..."

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed slightly. This Yashin Wufeng was enough to make people astonished, very powerful.

Yashin Wufeng landed on the sacrificial field. Within a radius of ten thousand feet, there was no one, and all the Yashin disciples retreated!

The eyes of Yashen Wufeng were wild, like an ancient beast. After sweeping around and flowing through the eight masters, he slowly nodded and said, "Compared to five years ago, you are all much stronger. Very good. In this way, using your bodies and blood to sacrifice my sword will have a little value."

"I hope you won't let me down."

"After killing you, I will come out in person and capture that Ye Wuque. The curse that shrouds my clan should be broken."

What is arrogance? What is conceit?

As soon as Yashen Wufeng appeared, he actually shouted that he would sacrifice everyone to the sword. In his eyes, the eight masters were like livestock, just simple sacrifices.

"Yashi Wufeng, this time, it will be you who will die!"

Yashen Long said coldly, with hatred in his eyes.

The others stared at Yashen Wufeng closely, without speaking, but the fear and solemnity in their eyes could not be concealed.

Yashen Wufeng stood with his arms folded, seemingly disdainful to respond.

"Such a tribe is bloody and cruel, without a trace of human touch. They kill their own tribe members like slaughtering dogs, and they think it's natural. They only have endless desires and greed. If they are released, they will inevitably bring disaster to the people and should be destroyed."

Feng Caichen looked at the Eight Gods Wufeng and transmitted his voice in a cold voice.

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"Yes, just like a dog that has eaten human flesh and drunk human blood, it is no longer a dog, but has become a vicious wolf and should not be alive."

Ye Wuque's eyes were also very cold at this moment, and murderous intent surged in his heart.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a vast wave of waves suddenly overflowed from under the sky, majestic and endless. Dozens of figures appeared above the void, high above, overlooking the entire Eight Gods Spirit Realm.

"The clan leader and elders are here!"

All the Eight Gods' children immediately restrained their attitudes, their expressions were solemn, and they looked up at the sky with a sense of fear!

The leader, with his hands behind his back and wearing a gorgeous robe, stood proudly like a king, with indifference and majesty in his eyes, and his pressure was mighty and intimidating!

This person was the patriarch of the Eight Gods, the Eight Gods Qingtian!

"Meet the patriarch!"

"Meet the elders!"

The sacrificial field echoed with deafening greetings with awe!

"Eight Gods Qingtian..."

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed coldly!

Before, when Mu Yi told him all the information in the Eight Gods, he had mentioned several times that the Eight Gods Qingtian could be regarded as one of the culprits for the Eight Gods' eventual rebellion!

He was also the first person to covet the Summoning God Canon, and he was the first person to learn the Summoning God Canon by taking advantage of the patriarch's position!

If all the rebels of the Eight Gods deserved to die, then this Eight Gods Qingtian was one of the most damnable people! However,

although Ye Wuque's murderous intent surged in his heart, he still looked expressionless on the surface, without any change, because he knew that with his current strength, he could not kill this Eight Gods Qingtian.

However, there will always be opportunities.

This time, his goal is to slaughter the younger generation of the Eight Gods, and then take back the God Summoning Scripture left to him by his father.

Swish, swish, swish...

Dozens of figures from the sky landed on the sacrifice field like meteors, and all the Eight Gods disciples immediately gathered forward.

"The grand event of the millennium, the clan competition, is being held again after five years. As the clan leader, I will lead all the people of the Eight Gods to worship our ancestors before the competition begins today!"

The Eight Gods Qingtian spoke in a cold voice with his sleeves fluttering. His majestic voice resounded between heaven and earth. Then he waved his right hand, and no waves appeared. However, the area at the end of the altar, which had been shrouded in dark red light, finally revealed itself. It was an extremely huge altar!

On the altar, a huge statue stood!