Chapter 938: Eagle Head Sacrifice
Airplanes!
Airplanes!
Airplanes!
Countless gold-loving Gu flapped their wings and let out a buzzing sound like flies.
The place passed, whether it was a warrior or a Taoist, it was a change of color.
It's too strong!
Not only are the teeth sharp, but the body is also metal-like, and there is no fear of swords, fists at all.
Moreover, their size is very small, and if they are not careful, they may get into their eyes, nostrils, mouths, and the land of reincarnation.
Even if the martial artist is hard and is not afraid of slashing and burning, he does not dare to resist them.
Just when the Wu clan thought that the overall situation was decided.
"Pyrotechnic!"
"Freeze!"
"Frost!"
Yuqing Dao, who has been behind everyone all the time, seems to be playing soy sauce at a critical moment, although their spells are not very powerful, whether it is in front of King Chengjun or Wusheng Dao, they are not worth it.
However, their attack range is very large, and these poisonous insects are not very immune to fire and frost.
As the flames and frost fell, the poisonous insects staggered down from the sky as if they were drunk.
Looking at the poisonous insects that were burned to death and frozen, everyone was already shocked in their eyes.
The Great Elder's eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of pride.
After a day of soy sauce, he finally showed his face in front of King Chengjun and others, and with this merit, he couldn't say that he could still be appreciated by King Chengjun.
Even if you can't return to Daqian and establish a Taoist system, you can still lay a foundation in the wilderness and intend to do so in the future.
"Damn it!"
"These traitors!"
"They shouldn't have been taken in back then!"
"They should be allowed to die at the hands of Si Tu!"
The wolf head priest saw that the people of Yuqing Dao turned against each other, and his face suddenly changed greatly, and he cursed through gritted teeth.
"So many poisonous insects were injured!"
"This holy woman must throw them into the pit of ten thousand poisons, and let them bear the pain of ten thousand poisons devouring their hearts!"
"Make sure they live worse than dead!"
The witch saint looked at the poisonous insects that fell to the ground like raindrops, and her eyes couldn't help but show heartache.
These poisonous insects are very powerful, and the cultivation process is very difficult.
There are only a few specific days of the year that breeding can be carried out, and the survival rate is extremely low.
That's why. Even the Wu clan has not been cultivated for thousands of years.
Now that so many poisonous insects have died at once, how can she not feel distressed.
Compared with the heartache of the Wu clan, the eyes of King Chengjun and others showed ecstasy.
It turns out that these poisonous insects are not so terrible... They'll die too!
"It turns out that these poisonous insects are actually afraid of frost and flame!"
"Think about it, poisonous insects hide in burrows in the winter, fall into hibernation, and only sting after spring... ”
Seeing that Yuqing Dao's method was effective, the eyes of the Wusheng Dao people couldn't help but light up. The cave sky behind him suddenly swept away, and countless cold winds seemed to be upside down like the Milky Way above the nine heavens, and the entire heaven and earth became vast.
This is also the difference between the power of the cave and the ghost immortal.
The Great Elder could only use his own energy, and behind the Lifeless Dao Man, there was a Cave Heaven as a support.
The two are completely different.
Rumble!
If it is said that Yuqing Dao's attack only caused a slight loss to the poisonous insects, then the attack of the lifeless Daoist was enough to make the poisonous insects suffer a heavy blow.
Countless poisonous insects were instantly frozen by the cold wind, and fell from the sky crackling like dumplings.
After a while, there was an extra layer of black on the ground.
The witch saint who watched it couldn't help but break her heart.
After this battle, the poisonous insects of the Wu clan want to restore their former prosperity, and it will take at least a few years, but decades.
However, the reality does not allow her to feel distressed.
Without the obstruction of poisonous insects, the warriors under King Chengjun rushed straight like tigers and wolves...
The Wiccan warriors guarding the gate are no match for it at all. Seeing that they were about to be broken through the defense line, the wolf head priest and the others changed their faces even more, and they couldn't wait to rush forward and fight with the other party.
Just when everyone felt that something could not be done, a sharp and high-pitched eagle roar suddenly came from outside Dazhai.
An old priest with eagle feathers on his head and white hair, the handsome people rushed to kill from the side, and the warriors led by King Chengjun couldn't help but be shocked, and some panicked resistance was also the appearance of the old priest.
Let the danger of the Wu clan be alleviated a lot.
"Eagle Head Sacrifice!"
"It's an eagle's head sacrifice!"
"I didn't expect him to be able to come back... ”
The sacrifice standing in the witch village, seeing the old sacrifice, all showed emotion on his face.
The Eagle Head Sacrifice is one of the most powerful sacrifices of the Wu Clan.
Because he was dissatisfied with the holy woman's power, he left in anger and established his own sect in the wilderness.
and the people of the Wu clan are on the same page.
Unexpectedly, when the Wu clan was threatened, this old priest actually put aside all his grievances and brought his descendants and sect disciples back to the rescue.
"Good!"
"Well done!"
Whether it is a suspicion or a suspicion, the eyes of the Wu people show admiration.
This is the model of the Wu people.
"Kill!"
"Rush into Dazhai!"
"Gather with the people of the Wu Clan!"
King Chengjun's subordinates are very powerful, and dozens of martial artists above the congenital level, even in densely populated Daqian, can be regarded as a large force.
What's more, both the population and the economy of the wilderness are significantly weaker than those of the great cadres.
Therefore, even if the eagle's head sacrifice is taken by surprise and attacked unprepared, it cannot be resisted for a long time, but if it is a little careless, it may be divided by the king of Chengjun.
Thinking of this, the Eagle Head Priest did not hesitate, and commanded his men to break through the barriers of the warriors and move closer to the Wu Clan's Dazhai.
The people of the Wu tribe also took the opportunity to rush out of Dazhai to receive them. King Chengjun and the others did not stop them, and let the two groups of people cover each other and return to the Wu clan.
"It's ridiculous!"
"Think you can hold on with foreign aid?"
"In the face of absolute strength, everything is a floating cloud!"
Looking at the inside of the cottage, the Wu people with worried faces, the corners of King Chengjun's mouth couldn't help but turn up, and he said with disdain and mockery.
"Damn it!"
"If the sect leader is still there, then let these outsiders be presumptuous?"
The eagle-headed priest looked at the arrogant King Chengjun and couldn't help but say hatefully.
When the witch saint heard the words of the eagle's head sacrifice, her face couldn't help but change slightly.
She is the holy daughter of the Wu clan, and her status is only below the sect leader.
However, because thousands of years ago, the holy woman rebelled and collaborated with outsiders to assassinate the current sect leader, resulting in the loss of the precious scriptures of the Wu clan.
Immeasurable losses to the Wicans.
The sacrifice of the Wu clan was quite subtle about this, and even the successor saint was implicated.
Over time, it actually caused a split within the Wu clan.
The Wu clan forces, led by sacrifices, broke away from the Wu clan and stood on their own.
Those who support the saint stay in Dazhai and multiply.
It is precisely for this reason that the witch clan is declining more and more...