Super Species Player

Late at night, thunderclouds rolled in.

The sudden flash of lightning instantly illuminated the deep sky.

Looking closely, there were thousands of different figures descending from the sky! Some were men, some were women, some were strong, some were sturdy, all had angry eyes and held weapons, murderous intent was running rampant, as if the Asuras from hell had stepped onto the earth.

The leader was the "ghost-faced evil monk" who had just swallowed a human head alive.

After being bloodthirsty, strange magic seals suddenly appeared on his face, making his originally kind-looking face look even more ferocious.

"Not enough...far from enough..."

At this moment, the evil monk at the center of the magic circle muttered to himself and jumped easily to the outside of the magic circle. His steps were as fast as a dragon and snake, extending the original formation outward.

As the magic circle expanded, the speed at which the center of the circle siphoned energy also increased alarmingly!

At this point, among the thousands of figures that fell from the sky, whether they were suspended in the thunderclouds or had already landed on the ground, the exposed skin on their bodies was lit up with strange magic seals, and at the same time, the vigorous murderous aura also doubled.

They rushed into the magic circle one after another, replicating what the "Ghost-faced Evil Monk" had done, and continued to expand this complicated formation that siphoned vitality!

However, the ghost-faced evil monk still seemed unsatisfied, and kept whispering: "Not enough... still not enough!"

Thunder rumbled and heavy rain fell in an instant.

Amid the chaotic sounds of rain, countless deep and mottled branches emerged from the dense forest, crawling towards the magic circle from all directions, quickly blocking its outward extension and beginning to devour it from the outside to the inside!

Those who were trying to expand the formation stopped one after another.

"Ah... you came so quickly! As expected..."

The ghost-faced evil monk licked his cracked lips, but the exposed wound on his chest was dripping with saliva, and his tone was full of malice: "Lawful officials!"

Before he finished speaking, the outer area of ​​the huge magic circle began to shake with a series of crackling sounds!

Countless giant plants clustered together and rose from the ground, forming an impenetrable wall of giant trees around the magic circle, firmly trapping this group of "visitors from heaven" within the magic circle area.

Soon after, high-ranking nobles from the Tree Clan, one of the ten lawful clans, appeared or hid at the eight edges of the giant tree wall.

"Greed, it's you after all."

Elder Xiangyang of the Tree Clan, under the protection of two other clergy generals, appeared on the high wall of the giant tree, looking down at her "prisoner" from a high position, and said solemnly:

"You dare to kill people in my territory. Your crimes are so serious that you deserve death!"

“Greed? Ahahahaha…”

The ghost-faced evil monk laughed loudly, raised his hand and pointed at the remains of the Greedy Lord not far away, and said, "Isn't he the one you want to convict?"

Elder Xiangyang looked intently, but saw a headless corpse kneeling stiffly in a strange posture near the center of the magic circle. Its posture and shape were exactly the same as the ghost-faced evil monk, except that it had lost its head, making it difficult to identify its identity.

The evil monk with a ghost face moved in an instant, stepped in front of the corpse, grabbed the monk's robe on the body and pulled it hard!

Under the torn collar, a greedy and ugly bloody mouth was embedded in his chest, but now it was completely stiff and cold...

Elder Xiangyang frowned.

As soon as these words were spoken, several familiar figures walked out from among the "visitors from heaven", once again shocking the lawful card holders present.

…

The King's Nest, located on the top of an unnamed mountain in the west, is a place of pilgrimage for the Feathered Clan, one of the three major official lawful clans.

Tonight, the annual sacrificial ceremony of the Feather Tribe is being held here.

The huge open-air venue was filled with the most prestigious and powerful people in the Feather Clan, including the current head of the Feather Clan, Jin Yichen, and a group of elders and dignitaries who held their respective official positions.

The Yu Clan is considered to be the largest clan among the ten official clans in terms of rituals and beliefs. There are many rules and regulations within the clan, which are often talked about.

However, it is precisely these "red tapes" that bind the faith, allowing such a large clan to have super cohesion. In more than ten years of development, it has jumped to the top three of the ten official clans and become one of the three veritable super-species families.

In terms of prestige, it is second only to the Predator Family, which is the leader of the Ten Clans.

Now, the sacrificial ceremony has reached a crucial stage, where the contemporary Lord of Suzaku prays to the ancestors to bless the future generations of the entire family.

All the tribesmen bowed their heads and prayed.

During this process, Jin Yichen, the current head of the Feather Clan, dressed in sacrificial robes, stepped onto the petition platform and took over the incense-burning instrument from the most experienced and oldest elder of the Feather Clan, Magpie Bridge Immortal.

But his eyes and eyebrows were as bright as torches, and he lightly tapped his fingertips to light three incense sticks with the "Suzaku" Nanming Lihuo. He held them in both hands and stood in front of the incense burner.

Pay respects and burn incense.

The smoke rising up symbolizes a bright future for the family and everything will go well.

Jin Yichen had a solemn expression on his face, looking thoughtfully at the smoke rising up.

At this time, Elder Zhuhe, who was standing on both sides of Elder Queqiaoxian, handed over the fortune stick tube and asked the head of the family to open the opportunity for the family.

The ceremony proceeded in an orderly manner...

Jin Yichen reached out and took out a stick from the finely carved vermilion stick tube and handed it back to Elder Zhuhe.

Zhu He opened the fortune stick and first showed a look of joy, as if the words "a sign of great luck" were about to come out of his mouth!

But then, Zhu He's expression suddenly turned into horror...

This change did not attract more people's attention, but it did not escape Jin Yichen's eyes. At this moment, he was closest to Zhuhe. He reached out and snatched the lottery, and took a closer look!

But the original words on the bamboo divination stick had been scratched off, and in its place were four words written in blood - Punishment from Heaven and Destruction from Earth!

With a "pop", the fortune stick exploded into ashes in Jin Yichen's hand!

"Who is this lunatic trying to be mysterious here?" Jin Yichen glared and looked around the prayer platform.

The extremely yang and fierce Nanming Lihuo instantly enveloped the entire prayer platform. The sudden rise of flames startled the elders and dignitaries who were on the periphery.

Heaven and earth are destroyed...

This was an opportunity that did not exist in the oracle. Even if Zhu He was old and confused, he would not make such a mistake! It can be seen that the timing of the other party's replacement of the oracle was subtle enough, just when Jin Yichen handed the oracle back to Zhu He.

What’s even more terrifying is that no one on the field noticed this instantaneous action...including Jin Yichen himself who was in the game!

"You haven't shown up yet?"

Jin Yichen's eyes were slightly cold, he couldn't even discern the whereabouts of the mysterious enemy.

Then, the flames around the prayer platform burst into flames again, and the entire Cliff King's Nest was shrouded in the red flames of the Nanming Lihuo. The scorching heat made the dignitaries of a slightly lower level present feel more oppressed!

Everyone went into alert.

However, an even weirder scene appeared:

The most yang and fierce Nanming Lihuo swayed in the wind, and the blazing and dazzling flames actually changed qualitatively. The bright color gradually turned into a dim and deep color. The scorching high temperature scattered by the explosion also turned from yang to yin in an instant. The chilly air spread along the dark marsh and enveloped the entire cliff king's nest in an instant!

Every priest and dignitary of the Feather Clan present was caught off guard by this "cold air".

It was not real cold, but a kind of despairing cold!

Under Jin Yichen's astonished gaze, five vague figures had already risen above the prayer platform.

Like a true God looking down upon the ignorant masses...