Chapter 63: The Sacrifice (2)
These powerful demon beasts that once dominated the barren mountains and forests of one side can only let out a whining roar at this moment, and they don't even have a chance to resist their fate, and now their only mission is to be sacrificed.
The demon beast is to follow the cultivation path of becoming an emperor in the flesh, the body is strong, and the flesh and blood are pure, so the blood and qi on the body of each demon beast are surging like the tide of the sea, not to mention that the huge demon like Twenty-one gathers together, the roar is like the sea, and the blood is like a tide, rolling out.
This is also the reason why the Qingfeng tribe chose these demon beasts as sacrifices, blood sacrifice groups, need to use the blood of living beings, in this era of gods and demons, the human race also belongs to one of the sacrifices, there are foreign races for the sacrifice group, once with millions of human flesh and blood as sacrifices, the bones of the killed piled up mountains, blood flowed into rivers.
"Look, there are other demon beasts behind it, what kind of white demon beast is it, it is still exactly the same at both ends, but it is also a big demon realm demon beast, and the blood qi is too weak, even if it is a sacrifice, there is not much blood to be used for sacrifice!"
"That should be the spirit beast white deer, when the legend is a blood sacrifice, one of the best sacrifices, this Qingfeng tribe not only took out twenty-one big demon realm demon beasts, not to mention, but also captured two spirit beast white deer as sacrifices, this is really a big deal, we are ashamed of ourselves!"
"It's really a white deer! Bailu sacrificed, as a tribute to the blood sacrifice, not to mention that it is in the Southern Wasteland, even in the entire Southern Regions, it is not very common, no wonder the Qingfeng tribe has the confidence to cast a more powerful Yun Dynasty, these sacrifices alone are not something that ordinary big tribes can take!"
"Twenty-one big demons are comparable to the powerhouses of the heavenly rank, and there are two pure-blooded white deer sacrificed, adding up to a total of twenty-three big demons as sacrifices, such sacrifices, it seems that the luck given by humanity this time will be unprecedentedly huge, the Qingfeng tribe is really lucky, the fortune of the clan is prosperous, and the qi of the dynasty is succeeded!"
Among the two smaller iron cages, there are two identical white beasts, no more than a foot long, snow-white with no other variegated colors, a circle of fluffy sideburns under the neck, two sinuous twists like tree roots on the top of the head, full of forked antlers, glowing with a pale silver metallic luster, and there is a faint disillusionment of the red glow under the feet.
This is the white deer that everyone was shocked, and the legend is that the white deer is the descendant of the nine-colored deer of the Rui beast, born with a strong spirit, and the blood is pure, and the sacrifice is a major event, which is to have no distractions and be pure and one.
Therefore, for a long time, the white deer has become a tribute to the ancestors of the human race, which is also the reason why the white deer spirit beast is rare in the vast Shenzhou, because once it is discovered, it will be rounded up by the human tribe.
Not long after, hundreds of spirit horses escorted the demon beasts, and they had already come to the open space in front of the altar, one lined up, the two white deer in front, and the remaining big demons and small demons were ranked behind in turn.
These demon beasts are bound with thick chains, and the clansmen of the Qingfeng tribe have used some means to concoct them, and seal their demonic power, which is to prevent them from being wild and difficult to train, the huge iron cage slowly opened, and one after another fierce beasts were displayed in front of everyone, and the next thing was the blood sacrifice.
In the southern wilderness, there has never been a shortage of killing, bloody killing is the mainstream of this continent, and today the Qingfeng tribe casts the general clan to open the luck dynasty, and one of the tributes presented is the flesh and blood of these demon beasts.
The green wind at the top of the altar took a deep breath, and a touch of firmness flashed in his eyes, and in the depths of the void above his head, a small cyan dragon that had grown up with the naked eye was slowly turning, and the purple mist was constantly absorbed by it, and the rui qi was shining.
"I am Qingfeng, the eleventh generation patriarch of the Qingfeng tribe, my Qingfeng clan wants to create a supreme dynasty with the change of the luck clan, and I would like to sincerely announce the gods of heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, and enlighten the will of the Shangcang clan."
"Since ancient times, the human race has been born, multiplied and reckless, foreign races are raging, people are fed, human martyrs, blood is dried, fighting gods and demons, resisting all races, and protecting the human race. ”
"The barren land, natural disasters, endless beginnings, monstrous floods, blazing flames, ethnic reproduction, step by step, blood draining, survival"
Thundered!
With his words, the entire platform of the heavenly sacrifice actually trembled violently, and the cyan luck dragon in the void was even more shining with infinite purple light, and invisible fluctuations were stirred, and the purple qi was uncontrollable at this moment, converging towards the platform of the heavenly sacrifice, constantly blending and transforming around the green wind.
Buzz!
The invisible will of humanity continued to sweep through the void, and the purple mist gathered beside Xiao Chen's body appeared one after another lifelike pictures.
The three thousand ancestors established the human race, fought with the sky, fought with the earth, fought with the gods and demons, fought with all the races, multiplied and lived, and the human race survived for blood food, and was chopped by the knife and axe of the alien race, and turned into a meal in the mouth
There is a picture, its flood is monstrous, sweeping the land of countless human homes, turning into an ocean, the flood recedes, and the corpses are millions of miles.
There are pictures of flames like fire, burning the entire earth, countless human races mourning in the flames, but being ruthlessly devoured by the flames, and there are pictures of alien races taking pleasure in killing, and human races as prey, being brutally slaughtered.
This picture scroll is like a disaster from the sky, the human race is an ant, countless human races are tragically destroyed, and blood flows like a river.
One picture scroll, the most miserable!
This is the real reproduction scene of the human race since ancient times, and at this moment, it was unexpectedly transformed by the rich purple gas, and this time it seems that everyone has returned to that ancient and reckless era.
Shocking!
Under the altar, all the clansmen are heartbroken, sad and indignant, this is their human race, the history of countless years of struggle since ancient times, is there no way in the sky, or their human race should suffer this endless suffering from the day of its birth, even if it is eternal, it still can't escape such torture.
The reckless land is full of blood, and who can hold the sky with one hand and save the human race and fire and water.
They hate, but they are helpless, because they don't know who to hate, whether they hate the ruthlessness of the sky or the ravages of alien races, but none of this can keep them away from the blend of blood and fire.
When all these hopes were dashed, the human race finally understood that only by believing in the war knife in their own hands, since the alien race was ferocious, they would kill all the aliens, kill them with fear, and kill them no longer have the courage to appear in the vast land.
"There are years of shortage, the human race is in difficulty, the bloodline is multiplying, the alien race is rampant, the earth is stained with blood, the sages of the past dynasties, the fierce war on the land of Shenzhou, killing the alien race, protecting the bloodline. ”
"The calamities are continuous, the ethnicity is endless, the fire of salary, passed down from generation to generation, the village is kept, the bloodline is preserved, the life is endless, the fortune is opened, and the inheritance is never extinguished!"
"The Huanghuang human race, the fierce battle in Shenzhou, the blue blood flows dry and stains the blue sky, a hundred battles and blood, and there is no regret in the end, and the blood is willing to be sprinkled for the spring and autumn"!