Zhulu broke into the tribe directly, and such a big movement was naturally discovered by the people in the tribe.

At that moment, a group of Wannian Venerables rose into the air and surrounded Zhulu in the middle.

"You're so daring!"

"Arrest him, you must let him exchange blood for ten clansmen!"

These Wannian Venerables naturally saw the ten corpses that fell to the ground behind Zhulu, and the heroes were furious.

"Say a thousand, say ten thousand, but I still want my bloodline, I'm here, which of you comes up to die!"

Zhulu looked around, without fear.

"Heh, if you don't want to hide that old guy and suffer again, just tie it up yourself. ”

A 10,000-year-old eighth-layer desolate man took a step with a playful smile on his face.

"You deserve to die!"

The calmness on Zhulu's face disappeared, as if he had been touched by the scales!

The whole person's spirit fluctuated violently all of a sudden, and he faintly fell into a crazy posture.

"Don't think about resisting, obediently exchange blood for the people in the tribe, and the Tibetan tyrant will be able to suffer less. ”

Gu Shi's gaze at the deer was like looking at a rare treasure, and his eyes were burning.

The deer is the most valuable possession of the tribe, and most of them have black tails.

The color of the tail represents the level of the barren bloodline, and before he got the deer, only the patriarch of the entire tribe was silver-blooded.

And after getting the deer, through the continuous torture of the Tibetan tyrant, forced the deer to willingly exchange blood for the wilderness in the tribe.

Now the number of desolate people with silver blood in the tribe has reached twenty-one!

Even the first exchange of blood directly became a golden bloodline!

The importance of chasing deer to the tribe is self-evident, if it goes on like this, within a hundred years, a large number of Tianjiao will emerge in the tribe!

"I want to see the teacher. ”

Zhulu did not immediately use the Huangquan fruit, but made a request.

"Of course there is no problem. ”

Although I don't know what happened, now Zhulu is surrounded by everyone after all, and it is impossible to escape.

Therefore, this requirement is naturally nothing, the combat power of Zhulu is very strong, and when it comes to fighting, they and others will definitely be afraid because they have to take care of Zhulu's life.

And chasing the deer is a desperate attack, and it is inevitable that someone will be killed by the deer.

It is naturally a good thing to be able to use Tibetan tyrants to force the deer to obey.

Soon, Gu Shi commanded a person beside him, and the man nodded and flew in one direction.

Zhulu also calmed down and stopped in the air.

"Teacher, I can get you out right away, and I won't let go of any of these people. ”

Zhulu thought silently in his heart.

The time was very short, but in three or five minutes, the head was gone and returned, his face was very ugly, he flashed to Gu Shi's side, and whispered something.

Gu Shi's qi and blood suddenly exploded, a trace of anger appeared on his face, and then the huge aura suddenly converged back into his body.

"Where's my teacher?"

Zhulu's heart jumped, and he had a faint bad feeling, and instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"I've changed my mind, I don't want you to see that old fellow, that old guy doesn't have a few years to live, and if you don't want to see that old guy have to be tortured before he dies, then you have to exchange blood for one person every month from now on. ”

Although I was angry in my heart and wanted to kill that idiot, the most important thing now was to stabilize the deer.

Once there is no Tibetan tyrant, it is impossible to exchange blood for the rest of the tribe.

"No way, unless I see my teacher!"

Zhulu's face changed, and he changed his blood once a month, this is to force himself to death!

"No, no, tell me how the teacher is!"

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, and then he scolded suddenly.

"Take him, and if you dare to resist, I'll let that old fellow taste the bitterness. ”

Gu Shi commanded the people around him, and at the same time threatened to chase the deer.

Then Gu Shi turned around, ready to deal with the idiot who killed the Tibetan tyrant.

"Ho, all of you are going to die!"

Zhulu suddenly laughed, looking at the expressions of Gu Shi and the others, he knew that the last thing he wanted to see had happened, and Zhulu fell directly into madness!

Heads grew from both sides of the deer's neck, and arms poked out from behind!

Blood-red qi and blood swirled around it like streamers.

A long blood-red hair fluttered behind his back, and the whole person looked like a demon!

Silently, the powder of the Huangquan fruit began to flutter, green like stars in the dark night sky!

In just an instant, countless Yellow Spring Fruit powder, which was smaller than dust, spread throughout the entire tribe!

"Haha, I've finally broken through to the Cave Void Realm!"

"The position of patriarch is mine!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Voices came from the tribe, and most of them fell into a fantasy realm!

There are only a handful of people who have not been contaminated with the powder of the Yellow Spring Fruit!

The powder of the Yellow Spring Fruit ignores the defense of qi and blood, and as long as it is contaminated, it will immediately be dragged into the illusion!

Except for a few who were in the house, or when the Huangquan fruit powder was about to shake the powder directly, all the wilderness was spared!

The Huangquan fruit powder that fell to the ground sank directly to the ground and disappeared.

"Little brute, what have you done!"

"Kill him!"

The very few people who didn't get hit were terrified and chased after the deer!

At this time, I don't think about exchanging blood, but I want to catch the deer.

Most of the entire tribe has been tricked, and the antidote must be handed over by Zhulu!

"Teacher!"

After using the Huangquan fruit powder, he did not kill the deer immediately, but rushed to the place where the slaves were held in the tribe with a fluke mentality.

Suddenly, Zhulu's whole body was struck by lightning in mid-air, and his whole body shook.

A corpse was imprinted in front of him below, even though the skull had exploded and it was impossible to see its face.

But Zhulu still recognized the identity of the corpse for the first time.

The deer fell to the ground, knelt directly on the ground, and gently stroked the corpse with his palm.

The corpse was densely covered with scars, and none of them were intact, so you can imagine what kind of torture they had suffered before their death.

It was discovered that there was not much blood in the new wounds on this corpse.

Before his death, he had run out of oil and dried up, and his qi and blood were withered.

But his teacher is less than three hundred years old, and for a thousand-year-old king, it is only one-third of his lifespan!

What kind of torture can make a thousand-year-old king who should be in his heyday wither his qi and blood to such an extent!

"Little brute, hand over the antidote!"

"Damn it!"

A group of millions of years of venerables fell from the sky, and one by one they were at least the sixth level of cultivation of the ten thousand years venerable.

At this time, everyone's seriousness was full of murderous intentions, Zhulu was a beast, and he used Tibetan Ba to add chains to Zhulu, so that Zhulu did not dare to move.

But now the shackles have been opened, and the beast is about to be released!

"You all deserve to die!"

Zhulu lowered his head and roared in a low voice like a beast, and a drop of blood and tears slipped from his originally blood-red eyes!

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