Sword Saint Liu Bai

Qin Yu reached out and touched it. It was a liquid with a strong smell of blood.

Qin Yu wondered if it was the blood of those who volunteered to sacrifice to the heavens, but he felt that there seemed to be a warm feeling.

Countless monsters roared crazily. The blood rain was the purest form of energy to them.

However, this scene was like the end of the world to the human race.

When the heavens were standing at the alien race's side, where could the human race go?

When the ritual was over, everything returned to silence.

Everyone fell into a deathly silence. Even Jiang Shengling, the strongest among them, was the same.

No one had the strength to stop what was happening here.

The location of the 30 'kings' was the core region of the Eight Desolates Beast Domain.

Qin Yu felt a few kings' internal qi were not inferior to Jiang Shengling's after this evolution.