One after another ancient and mysterious incantations came out of Lingyin's mouth. There were subtle differences between this incantation and the one he chanted just now.
With the sound of the incantation, the blood left by the demon clan and the blood left by Shi Tian floated up and gathered into the void.
"The previous trap was not only to draw out masters hidden in the dark, but also to obtain more spiritual blood! Lingyin said in a low voice.
This is a huge conspiracy of the God Court.
As the spell came to an end, the whole world was chilling, the sky was dyed red, and it began to rain blood.
"Boom rumble..."
Lightning and thunder, red lightning tore through the sky, like a long snake, extremely terrifying.
Even some of the disciples of the Divine Court, crawling on the ground, shivered for a while.
This is simply an apocalyptic vision.
When the spell fell, a vortex appeared in the sky, and the vortex became bigger and bigger. The red vortex, like the bloody mouth opened by the devil, seems to devour everything between heaven and earth in one bite.
From the vortex, a huge mountain slowly descended.
This is a black mountain, extremely depressed, Han Yu suddenly felt a sense of suffocation, this giant mountain is like a demon, falling from the sky.
"This is the real Shenyuan Mountain!"
Lingyin's excited voice sounded.
According to legend, the birthplace of the Protoss is not incomparably sacred, but the divine and demonic natures are integrated into one.
This mountain is not a pure mountain. The mountain is dyed with countless colorful blood. Those bloods have never dried up. Some blood exudes a shocking divinity. like demon blood.
Every kind of blood makes all living beings fear, so much blood makes all spirits dare not look directly.
Suddenly, a drop of blood like a red gem caught Han Yu's attention.
This drop of blood, like a wild beast, exudes monstrous might. A lot of blood did not dare to approach it.
"Imperial blood?"
Han Yu's eyes widened, and his heart almost jumped out.
He had seen the emperor's blood of the Great Emperor Houtu before, and this drop of blood was too similar to the emperor's blood.
A drop of blood is a terrifying life, and a drop of blood can cover the sky for eternity, making countless arrogant figures unable to lift their heads.
This drop of blood has such power.
"Shenyuan Mountain is actually stained with the blood of the emperor. Could it be that there has been a battle of powerhouses at the level of Emperor Wu?"
The Shenyuan Mountain of the Protoss is not like the birthplace of the Protoss, but more like a huge battlefield.
It was more terrifying than any battlefield that Han Yu had ever seen.
Between heaven and earth, there seems to be only this mountain. Anyone and anything, in front of this mountain, has a feeling of being as small as dust.
"Could it be that the road of Emperor Huangtian's battle started from Shenyuan Mountain?"
"The Great Emperor Houtu, the Great Emperor Tongtian, and following in the footsteps of the Great Emperor Huangtian also started from here?"
Shenyuan Mountain is the birthplace of the Protoss. If the Great Emperor wants to exterminate the Protoss, he will eventually climb the Shenyuan Mountain.
Those blood, could it be the blood of Emperor Huangtian, Emperor Houtu, and Emperor Tongtian
Is there anyone else on Shenyuan Mountain
Shenyuan Mountain is so tall that the naked eye can't see the top at all. Countless terrifying breaths are lingering on the mountain, and purple dragons can't penetrate it.
"The sacred mountain bathed in the blood of the emperor!"
Han Yu thought of Wuya Mountain, which was once a huge battlefield, where the blood and bones of several emperors were buried.
"Could it be that Shenyuan Mountain is related to Wuya Mountain?"
Han Yu suddenly had an absurd thought.
In the worship of the people in the court, Shenyuan Mountain finally fell out of the vortex, and then the vortex slowly dissipated.
Shenyuan Mountain slowly descended. It was as if the entire sky had collapsed.
Han Yu didn't act rashly, Shenyuan Mountain was really terrifying and full of great danger.
Shenyuan Mountain fell to a distance of ten thousand feet, suddenly stopped, and floated in the void. The huge majestic mountain seemed to have no weight.
However, the terrifying coercion surging down from the Shenyuan Mountain made the people under the late Martial Sage unable to lift their heads.
The people of God Court are all ecstatic. Even Linghao, who had always been calm and calm, showed excitement at this time.
Yuan Hao, Ling Xiao and other geniuses of the court, all of them are full of enthusiasm, with a strong look of anticipation. The Origin Qi of the God Race on Shenyuan Mountain has too many benefits for their cultivation, not to mention the legendary True God Grass (Immeasurable Immortal Chi).
Everyone is afraid of Shenyuan Mountain, but they can't wait to climb it now. However, without Linghao's order, no one dared to act rashly.
"Do you want to do it?" Lingyin was also very excited.
He is the pure blood of God, and the benefits of Shenyuan Mountain to him are self-evident.
"Wait." Han Yu stabilized his mind.
Not to mention that Shenyuan Mountain made him feel a great crisis, even the people of Shenting were not something he could handle.
"Everyone, since you're here, why haven't you shown up yet?" Suddenly, Linghao's gaze swept from the south to the west.
"Anyone else?" Han Yu hurriedly glanced around, but he didn't notice anyone.
Suddenly, in the western sky, a beautiful woman with tall hair appeared. The whole person seemed to melt into the void. She stood there, and most people could not see her.
"The quasi-emperor master!"
Han Yu's pupils shrank slightly.
"This is Jiang Ling, one of the two deputy leaders of the Imperial Alliance, and the only female giant in Zhongtian Continent." Lingyin said.
In Zhongtian Continent, those who can be called giants, except for the Qilin Emperor, are all masters at the quasi-emperor level. In other words, this Jiang Ling is the only female quasi-emperor.
Han Yu knows something about Jiang Ling.
When Lei Qianjue came to invite Han Yu, there was Jiang Ling's shadow behind him.
This is a very noble and beautiful woman, wearing a palace dress, with towering hair, without the domineering of a giant, in addition to being noble, she has a touch of elegance.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Han Yu was startled and hurriedly turned his eyes from the west to the southwest, and in the void, a huge cyan dragon appeared.
This cyan dragon is somewhat similar to Han Yu's original incarnation of the cyan dragon, but it is more domineering and has the power of a real dragon. It is very similar to the legendary beast Qinglong.
Standing in the void, without the slightest breath, it gives people a kind of fear originating from the soul, the kind of domineering and divine power that comes naturally, making all living beings worship.
The Dragon King, the eldest dragon of the Dragon Clan, Han Yu knew it was him without thinking.
"It's great that the two top masters have come." Han Yu was overjoyed. With these two quasi emperors restraining the court, his chances have increased.
"The Imperial League and the Dragon Clan have both come to an extremely strong man, will the Wilderness King come?" Han Yu was full of expectations.
The Qinglong King and Jiang Ling, together, may not be able to compete with the three quasi emperors of the divine court, but if the wild king also comes, Han Yu will be fearless.