Since the opening of the sacred ceremonies, hundreds of thousands of visitors have been welcomed and dozens of people have been blessed. Among these people, this situation had also occurred today, so after hearing Huayang's refusal, the priest did not panic.

"We respect the rules of the tribe, and we hope that the tribe will respect our principles, and I will definitely not drink this cup of tea. Looking at the sacrifice that was slowly walking over, Huayang shook his head with a smile and gently but firmly rejected the priest.

"In the tribe, the priest's words are oracles, no matter who you are, you must obey them!" As he spoke, the priest had already walked up to Hua Yang, and as soon as the words fell, he immediately stretched out his hand to Hua Yang's shoulder, his eyes fixed on Hua Yang's eyes!

Hua Yang, who was still calm and calm just now, seemed to be stunned, and did not dodge the priest's outstretched hand at all. When the priest saw that he had made a successful move, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and the whole person took a deep breath, and a majestic momentum poured out of him.

"Drink that cup of tea!" the priest said slowly, looking into Hua Yang's eyes. He used this trick to deal with those disobedient tourists before, as long as his momentum was released, those tourists would be suppressed by himself and obediently drink tea.

"Is this your hole card?" It's a pity that the priest's invincible move finally failed today, Hua Yang looked at the priest with a faint smile on his face, a touch of mockery flashed in his eyes, and he asked softly.

For Huayang, the momentum released by the priest is nothing at all, a master in the late stage of the Xuan Realm, it is okay to use his momentum to scare ordinary people, and it is simply wishful thinking to suppress a master at the peak of the realm like Huayang.

"Why aren't you affected?" Seeing that Hua Yang did not receive the slightest influence, the priest was slightly startled, blurted out a question, and then quickly reacted, and the hand on Hua Yang's shoulder grabbed Hua Yang's throat directly.

Since Huayang is not affected, then it proves that he must also be a master of cultivation, in this case, if the priest wants to prevent the secret of the ancestors' blessings from leaking out, he must kill Huayang, otherwise he will not be able to get involved.

Seeing that the priest dared to stretch out his hand to himself, Huayang snorted coldly in his nose, and without moving his body, he raised his leg and kicked at the priest's abdomen. Although Huayang made a late move, his strength was much stronger than that of the priest, and he moved extremely fast, and the raised right leg came first, and the priest's hand did not catch Huayang's neck, and Huayang's foot kicked the priest's lower abdomen.

Before the joy in the priest's eyes faded, he felt as if he had been hit by a high-speed train, and flew straight backwards.

With a thud, the priest had made a large hole in the wooden plank that served as a partition, and his whole body was embedded in it, hand to hand, as if he were the deliberately ugly actors in a burlesque.

"Lord Priest, since it was the blessing of the ancestors, then I will give you this rare opportunity, what do you think?" Shura had been standing beside him without saying a word just now, but now he saw Huayang kicking the priest and walking over with a teacup and a smile.

The strength of this priest is about the same as Shura, and if he wants to fight a first-class master like Huayang, it is simply looking for death, so Shura is not worried at all, and even has a little intention of stealing learning, but Huayang's move is too fast and simple, and he waited in vain.

"No, no, you can use it yourself. Seeing Shura coming with a teacup and making a gesture to feed him the tea, the priest's face changed greatly, and his already injured hands swayed desperately, as if he was going to drink some kind of poison.

"Tell me honestly, what exactly is in this tea, and what does it do?" Shura pinched the priest's cheeks, and the teacup in his hand was raised high, obviously telling the priest that if you don't tell the truth, I will use you as an experiment.

"There's something soothing in this tea... There is also a little special dream medicine powder, after you eat it, you are completely under my control. The priest said to the side, and when he saw that Shuluo's eyes were not good, he immediately changed his words.

Shura is the killer of the organization, and he has a good set of torture to extract confessions, but he didn't expect this priest to be a soft-footed shrimp, and before Shura could use any means, he recruited them all, which made Shura feel a little bored.

"Dream medicine powder, isn't it, isn't it? Your dream medicine powder is trying to turn people into idiots?" Hua Yang glanced at the blessed tourists around him, frowned slightly, and asked the priest with some dissatisfaction.

The tourists who drank the tea just now now have their eyes blank and their mouths wide open, and they look completely out of their minds, but their faces show a look of enjoyment, as if they are experiencing something good, and they look very weird.

"Of course not, after they take the dream potion powder, it only takes ten minutes to wake up. During this time, no matter what orders you give them, they will obediently obey. The priest looked at Hua Yang and said cautiously.

It was through this method that the priest turned Bucky, who was originally a little disgusted with the divine sacrifice, into his devout disciple, not only respecting him, but also coming to participate in the tribe's divine sacrifice every year.

"How many times have you used this method before, how many people have you controlled?" Hua Yang casually walked up to a tourist, reached out and pressed his shoulder, and the internal force swam around his body, but he didn't find anything abnormal.

After feeling the futility of his internal strength, Huayang's complexion changed. My internal force can't feel the existence of this dream medicine powder, that is to say, if I drink it, I will become as ignorant and unconscious as the person in front of me.

"Thirty-four people, ten of whom are from our tribe, all of them have volunteered to become my servants, and you can call them and ask them. The priest looked at Huayang cautiously, and said in his mouth.

The priest thought that Huayang was a policeman or something, so he came up with such a ridiculous excuse. He didn't want to think about it, those people had been controlled by him with dream medicine powder, and of course they would speak for him. In this case, of course, Huayang could not believe it.

"How do you make this dream potion powder?" Slowly retracting his internal force, Huayang walked to the priest's side, his eyes fixed on the priest, and the momentum of the peak master of the realm was released without reservation, pressing on the priest's body like a boulder.

The priest was overwhelmed by Hua Yang's momentum, he glanced at Hua Yang in horror, and said without hesitation: "My lord, if you want a formula, I will tell you right now, the dream medicine powder is made of coulee grass, sun flower... These medicines are made. ”