At this time, the side of the cliff was already full of people, and everyone was watching the father and son chatting.

Township Chief Cui liked his face very much, and this little boy was smart and immature. He looked like a normal father and son again. However, what they say is creepy. In the beginning, all the practitioners noticed the presence of the boy. They only felt that his qi was strange, that he had a strange talent. They believed that it was a personal weapon specially brought by the Yishan clan. Where would they have thought that this was the last sacrifice?

What I didn't expect was that this sacrifice was still in charge of Cui's son!

Even the demon felt a little uncomfortable at this time. After a while, a little master with two antlers suddenly burst out laughing and said, "Alas, no wonder Cui and Chong attach so much importance to moving mountains. Mr. Choi Chang is not very important. Chong's little brother is also recognized as a righteous son by the eldest brother who moves the mountain. When I meet you today, your loyalty to the moving mountains is very serious......"

Township Chief Cui heard the words "Mr. Cui Chang" in his mouth, and his face was full of smiles. He said solemnly, "Lord Yunteng is very kind. Thousands of years ago, my Cui Shimai came to the Demon Territory. Thanks to the guidance and civilization of the mountains, we have the status and protection we have today. Moving the pulse of the mountains is very beneficial for us. The sun and moon can tell us. God now needs to find a suitable boy as a sacrifice. He chose my son. This is his blessing. Cui's life was given by the elders. Why should you cherish your son?"

Hearing this, several nearby demon lords smiled and nodded happily.

It was the old master who moved the mountains and arteries, the mountains and wild apes. He still had a cold face and a blank face.

Cui Chang noticed the ape's expression moving from the mountain to the desert, and after checking his intentions, he knew that the master master was impatient. He apologized to the demons and said, "Your Excellency, please wait. The little one sacrifices first......"

He took the little boy to the edge of the cliff and encouraged him with his eyes.

The boy had said before that he was smart, but when he came to the edge of the cliff, he saw the water of the River Styx below tumbling and tumbling, always stirring up huge waves dozens of feet high. In the huge waves, there were endless fierce shadows of magic roaming, and his heart was not afraid, but he only hesitated.

"The kid is fine. Don't be afraid, kids. If you jump, you will make a huge contribution to the Shifters. In your next life, you will definitely be able to feed the descendants of the Yishan clan. When you play with the young hosts, they will love you. Isn't that what makes you the happiest?"

Cui Chang said slowly, persuading him.

The little boy looked up at his father weakly: "Won't they beat me again?"

Cui Chang hurriedly said: "They are young masters. It was natural for young masters to teach slave lessons. Did you know you can't hold a grudge?"

"Dad, this kid knows it's wrong!"

The little boy finally made up his mind and turned away.

But his steps remained motionless, just clenching two small fists, which seemed to inspire courage in him.

Cui Chang was afraid that he would delay for too long, so he sighed and slowly pressed his palm on the little boy's shoulder, as if to push it down.

The atmosphere around is inexplicably a little tense.

At this time, behind Yue Teng, who had been watching coldly, his face became more and more gloomy.

I can't describe how he felt at this moment, anger or hatred, disappointment or disgust, it seemed to be all and nothing, and for some reason, he felt as if he was becoming more and more aloof now.

At this point, it was obvious that I should be angry, but I just felt a little sad.

Shaking his head, he dispelled the feeling of emptiness in his heart and slowly took a step forward.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the crowd: "Wait!"

This voice made Yue Teng slightly shocked, and he turned his head to look over, and the demons followed closely. However, he saw that the person who spoke was the slimnest of the four sent by the Dark Lord. His voice was also altered by magic. He didn't recognize the original appearance, but looked cold, and said, "Do you have to sacrifice such a human child to Styx?"

The ape who moved the mountain looked at him unhappily and said coldly, "You don't believe in my method of moving the mountain?"

The man said coldly, "I mean... Why not your demon child?"

The statement said that some tensions immediately arose.

This young master of the demon vein was already hostile to the outsiders who came over these four people to compete for the magic treasure, but when he suddenly heard his obviously provocative words, the hostility in his heart became even more obvious, and there was murderous intent in his cold eyes.

However, the ape, who had moved to the mountain wasteland, also turned slightly, but his face was a little cold, and he did not speak at the moment.

But it was also at this time that Cui Chang, who was in charge of moving the mountain range, suddenly stepped forward and bowed four times.

With a humble smile on his face, he said, "Don't worry about your respect, listen to the little old man." I did it completely voluntarily. It wasn't the master who forced me. After all, this little old man was valued by the master and helped everyone spread the news together. What I know best in my heart is that this final sacrifice was not just to find a little boy, but also to get the blood of a demon. In the demonic realm, such blood is very rare, and the youngest son is righteous. Presumably, God chose him to help the great master......"

"Sacrifice the youngest son, for the rise of the demon realm, my son, the value of death ......"

His words were magnanimous, thoughtful, and seemed to make a lot of sense.

But there was an even more oppressive silence around, and only occasionally a few demonic young masters were snickering.

"God doesn't have such a vague account!"

In the midst of the four dark shadows, the petite and delicate man suddenly spoke in a cold voice, "He is your son, but you have to sacrifice him." If you're really so loyal to moving mountains and arteries, why not hug your son and jump into the River Styx together?"

Cui Chang's face changed slightly when he heard this.

But he only paused, then slowly opened his mouth, with a calm expression on his face and a clear voice, and said: "If I move this mountain and need a little boy to jump down, that little boy will not give up his life!"

......

......

The atmosphere around us was extremely oppressive at the moment. The two black men who spoke choked on the words.

At this time, all the demon lords around him could no longer control themselves. Lord Yun Teng sneered, "It is for that person that you are allowed to conspire with us to enjoy the good fortune of the Magic Palace. Since the palace gate has not yet entered, you must first feel sorry for the human child. If you don't agree to sacrifice His blood, then why don't you tell us about your good luck or not?"

"Yes, it's great to invite you in. How can there be so many opinions?"

"Time is running out, will you continue to stay here?"

“......“

“......“

In a callous denunciation, the atmosphere gradually became tense.

However, at this tense moment, the little boy standing on the edge of the cliff suddenly plucked up his courage, turned to Crisp Shengsheng and said, "Don't say it, Tong Tong listened to the words of the old man, and Dad is not you! Dad said that Tong Tong has made great contributions, and there will be monsters in the next life, and Tong Tong likes to be a monster, not a ......."

As he spoke, he actually opened his small hand and jumped to the bottom of the cliff.

Like a bird, it jumped into the volcano.

Despite his short stature, he was very determined at this time.

"You ......"

No one expected that the little boy would voluntarily jump into the River Styx, causing chaos for a while.

Among the four black figures, a graceful figure approached him and reached out to pull the little boy. However, despite his fast running, he did not expect that when his fingers could catch the little boy, the little boy suddenly turned around and slapped his hand angrily. At the same time, his body eerily disappears into mid-air, reappears, and reaches the bottom of the cliff...

...... It's his talent!

He was chosen as a blood sacrifice because he was endowed with demonic blood and talent.

Chinese!

Just as the little boy approached the River Styx, the water of the River Styx suddenly flew into a hundred feet, like a huge beast. He couldn't wait to get the little boy in and suddenly fell into the River Styx. There was no movement.

This little boy, with his talent, voluntarily made a sacrifice.

He Minghe was too anxious, he changed too fast, and no one could save him.

At this time, Yue Teng also suddenly felt a little cold, and the appearance of this scene surprised him.

When he flashed to the edge of the cliff, all he saw was the moment when the boy was swallowed by the ghost river, and the smile on his little face.

This smile is a little complacent, a little expectant, and a little scared...

Yue Teng's heart contracted violently.

The heart gives rise to an indescribable sense of loss, like a wave.

Fortunately, no one paid attention to him at this time, all the young masters of the demon vein, as well as the demon marquis who followed them, were all looking at the black-robed man who just wanted to reach out to grab the little boy, and there was some mockery and killing intent in his pitiful eyes.

The black man still stiffly reached out and did not take it back.

Moving mountains and wild apes, he glanced at the waters of the River Styx that were sinking under the treacherous cliffs, and with an imperceptible smile on his face, he reached out to stop the thrilling murder of the masters who had no demonic pulse. He slowly looked at the black-robed man whose palms were still frozen in the air, and said with a gentle smile: "This fellow Daoist, I know that you are not satisfied, but you can always see that they are all voluntary!"

He said "them"!

This means that both Cui Chang and the boy are willing.

It's really voluntary. If it had not been voluntary, then his sacrifice would not have succeeded at all.

The diminutive black man was silent.

Below, the water level of the River Styx stopped.

With a faint fluctuation, the magic shadow dissipates into a calm and turbulent river.

In this silence, Yue Teng's gaze slowly and earnestly swept over the faces of those who were shrouded in black mist, those demon masters and the demon leaders behind them, as well as the two demon leaders from the human race, Cui Chang, and another person.

Then he suddenly laughed, waved his big sleeve and said, "Go on!"