Chapter 657: Shoot God's Ass
Just two words, solemn!
It doesn't matter if you can fly, besides, there are not a few people in Daxia City who can fly, so what is there to be proud of.
Sitting in the car, Xia Tuo's serious eyes narrowed slightly, making it impossible to see his expression clearly, and even more unable to guess what he was thinking.
Unexpected or not, the Great Xia clan lord who was sitting in the car at this moment was actually a strong man who was tending to become a big man.
Terrifying!
Countless heads of people on both sides of the main road surged, and their eyes flashed with excitement, although they were in the Great Xia City, it was the first time to see the Great Xia clan lord so closely, and the Great Xia clan lord could fly when he went out of the city before.
This time, alive.
"Look, it's a witch. ”
"There are a lot of strong witch cultivators, these are witches. ”
After the three thousand armor soldiers, there were nine hundred and ninety-nine high-ranking witch disciples, all dressed in gray witch robes embroidered with witch patterns, all of them holding spirit flags in their hands, all of them were not very old, and walked out of the inner city.
The sorcerers were followed by the sorcerers, dressed in cyan robes, holding spirit flags, and chanting obscure spirit summoning signs, and there were one hundred and eight sorcerers in total.
The sorcerers were followed by the sorcerers, a total of thirty-six people, all dressed in black robes with intricate witch patterns painted on them.
Soon, the voices of many witch cultivators gathered in one place, getting louder and louder, vaguely overpowering the noisy sound on the stone path.
At this moment, everyone involuntarily stopped their voices under the sound of the conjuring spirit, and fell into a solemnity.
A faint glow began to shine in the void, filled with purple flowers, and the solemn atmosphere gradually diffused.
The three of the Yu clan were not in the crowd, but in the sky in mid-air, watching this puja in the Great Xia City.
"I don't understand, this kind of sacrificial ritual has never been recorded in the clan, even in the court of the Great Yin King. ”
Yu Tianqi frowned lightly and groaned.
In fact, in the wasteland, in addition to sacrificing totems, the human race is to worship their direct ancestors, and there has never been a saying of sacrificing outsiders.
Although they could see Da Xia's actions and understood Da Xia's intentions, the so-called precedent was no precedent to follow, so it was impossible to predict what step would come next.
The people of the wasteland like to be simple and rude, which is the limitation of the times, just like at the beginning, they couldn't eat enough, and they didn't care what was raw or cooked when they could catch the beast, and they would bite two bites before they were caught.
Later, the martial arts of the human race were gradually inherited, and the human race had the strength to protect itself, hunted wild beasts, and had a stable environment to bake, and then evolved into soup, medicinal food, etc., so the rules are evolved step by step, provided that the living environment has reached the corresponding level and has the ability to make changes.
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Woowoo......
The procession like a great dragon came to the outside of the altar in the southeast city, and passed through the tall stone workshop to the square under the altar and stopped, and six thousand black armor warriors lined up, occupying the four directions of the altar, and the witch cultivators faced the altar with their backs to the south.
The two bright cars stopped in front of the altar, Xia Tuo got up, and the sword lattice also stood up, and the two stood next to each other, with a big whirring behind them.
Xia Tuo looked at the car on the left and said softly, "High Priest, let's start." ”
Hearing this, Qiao'er nodded, the sacrificial robe that Qiao'er was wearing today was more cumbersome and graceful than Xia Tuo's, and it was full of sentences, not only that, but her pale face was full of runes painted with cyan dye, and the bone ornaments on her head tinkled.
Qiao'er slowly got out of the car, walked towards the top of the altar, climbed the steps, and walked to the top of the altar, facing south.
"The Great Xia clan is in the northern frontier, and the lonely souls in the territory are full of life, and now the monument is erected, and the blood food and offerings are offered, and I am compassionate to the lonely souls of the land of the Great Xia. ”
Qiao'er's voice was soft, but it spread all over the altar, and in the ears of every person who watched the warrior, the smart voice seemed to contain endless majesty.
"Sacrifice!"
With Qiao'er's soft sound, a spark emerged around the altar, and then the whirring sound was endless, and in the secret passage buried around the altar, the flames were great, and the gems, spiritual objects, and medicinal herbs accumulated in the secret passage were ignited at this moment.
The spiritual object bloomed with colorful brilliance in the flames, shining in all directions, and the dark path manifested in front of everyone in the four directions under the scorching flames.
Seeing the piled up spiritual objects burning in the flames like this, the eyes of everyone in all directions became red for a while, but unfortunately no one dared to grab it.
"Sacrifice again!"
In an instant, several figures came from outside the Great Xia City like electricity, each figure was carrying or dragging a giant beast, the giant beast roared and roared, exuding a violent aura all over its body.
"It's a lord-level beast!"
Tigers, wolves, pythons, elephants, cows, Jiao and other strange beasts, a total of nine, were directly dragged to the front of the altar by the nine Zhenjiang, each of them was a lord-level fierce beast, which was caught in advance in the wild ancient land, and they were all xenomorphs with ancient bloodlines.
For this sacrifice, Xia Tuo can be said to have made a bloody investment.
Burst~
One after another, the blood soared, rendering the sky, accompanied by the roar of the fierce beast, the blood gushed like a spring, and the strange beast landed in front of the altar.
After this scene, Xia Tuo got up and fell to the top of the altar, and when he saw this, he retreated.
Standing on the altar, Xia Tuo is behind the tall monument, there is no word on the monument, his spiritual thoughts sweep through the void, the spiritual objects scorched by the fire under the altar are dissipating between heaven and earth, the blood of the fierce beast is dissipating, and there is no lonely soul to enjoy.
Under the altar, Qiao'er signaled, and the conjuring of many wizards and wizards became louder and louder.
In this way, the strong blood qi and spiritual ashes were scattered in this world, and Xia Tuo began to mobilize the purple qi of the clan, blessing his thoughts in it, and communicating with the soul shadows floating around.
In fact, many lonely souls and wild ghosts are not formed, have no thoughts, only instinctive good fortune and avoid evil, and the pursuit of blood.
The purple light flashed, the seal floated above his head, and the purple qi began to spread out in all directions around him, like ripples, circle after circle.
......
Twenty miles away, in the middle of the suspended stone, the original cloudy eyes of the Imperial Ancestor suddenly opened, blooming with Shenhua, staring at Xia Tuo standing on the altar.
Yes.
That's right.
That's it!
Although it was a little different from the tribal fortunes of the Great Apocalypse King back then, he felt a familiar feeling in the dark.
The divine light in his eyes searched in the void, and a pair of pupils were covered with a faint blue light, and in the eyes of the Imperial Ancestor, the purple halo of purple qi like water ripples was quickly transmitted in all directions in a way beyond explanation.
In the purple aura there was an idea that belonged to the Great Xia clan lord, and all the lonely souls and wild ghosts living in this wasteland could come into contact with this idea.
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On the altar, Xia Tuo was instructed by the Heavenly Seal to hook the purple clouds and purple qi to communicate with the lonely souls wandering in the territory, of course, this communication was unilaterally by him.
At this moment, it can also be seen that he is making some kind of contract with these lonely souls and wild ghosts, most of the lonely souls and wild ghosts died in vain before death, and the resentment before death left the soul power that should have been dispersed on the wasteland.
"I, Xia Tuo, am the lord of Great Xia, and from now on, in the name of the lord of Great Xia, I declare that all those who die in vain in the land of my Great Xia can be sacrificed and offered blood and food in my Great Xia. ”
With his voice, the purple qi in the void turned into a pen, outlining these words in mid-air, and then the seal turned into a streamer and printed on it, and then all the words spread out and melted into the four corners of the sky.
For a moment, everyone stared blankly at the vision derived from the heavenly dome, a little incredulous, and the dazzling purple light filled their eyes.
Whining......
Ten breaths later, on the calm sky, there were gusts of wind, gusts of wind howling, coming from all over the Great Xia City, and hazy shadows faintly appeared in the wind.
These figures are very hideous, some even have a lot of broken bodies entwined together, all the figures are suspended in mid-air, and there is a tendency to gather more and more, and soon the dense phantoms will cover the entire Great Xia City.
"Heaven and earth can be learned, the people of Great Xia, born as Xia people, died as Xia ghosts, born to be raised, and died to be sacrificed. ”
Rumble!
In an instant, the hazy figures that gathered in mid-air surged towards the blood of the fierce beasts below like a tide, and some were directly suspended in mid-air, absorbing the green smoke that rose after the spirit witch burned.
The nine huge beasts turned into shriveled skins at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the heavenly dome around the altar was squeezed and overlapped by phantoms, all looking in the direction of Xia Tuo.
After enjoying the blood food, these hazy ghosts were a little clearer, and their hideous faces eased a little.
At this moment, on the originally empty stone tablet behind Xia Tuo, the two sentences he had previously announced appeared on the two sentences he had previously announced, as if an invisible hand had carved it, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and the purple qi was the bottom.
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Xia Tuo, who was standing on the altar, his eyes were shining in all directions, these hideous ghosts, at this moment, he had a sense of closeness in his perception, and it didn't seem to be so terrifying.
Among them, there were many soul shadows, after absorbing the blood food, their faces softened, and they bowed down to him in the air, and then their figures were full of light, turning into a little starlight, and dissipating between heaven and earth.
This is reincarnation, and the rest should be said to be obsessed and need different times to offset the resentment.
Facts have proved that his method of public sacrifice is still very effective.
The wasteland is the land of flesh and blood, and the existence of yin and evil is inherently contradictory, but yin and yang are relatively integrated, and it is normal for there to be yin souls in the wasteland and yang.
This can be regarded as a sycophant to God.
For a moment, his eyes looked towards a suspended stone in the distance, and he saw a pair of eyes that flashed with a god, looking at him.
A gray-haired, old, unsightly old man, who is this?
"Old ......"
Looking at this scene, the Imperial Ancestor groaned, his eyes were burning, he witnessed a scene that he had never expected, Da Xia, it was really interesting.
"Let's go, let's go meet the Great Xia clan lord, the time has come. ”