Chapter 952: Bone Soldiers

"What the hell is going on out there?"

"Why is it so noisy?"

Surrounded by dozens of ghosts and gods, they looked at the dining table with salivation.

However, what makes people feel terrible on the table is that it is not chicken, duck and fish, nor vegetable snacks, but bright red and jumping hearts.

King Hamill sat in the middle, with a lot of shredded flesh hanging from the corners of his fanged mouth, which made people shudder at the sight.

"Return to the city lord!"

"A group of people are coming from the direction of Zhibei County!"

"The little ones wanted to catch them and make snacks to drink!"

"Who knew that this group of people was very tricky, and there were people from the big battalion to respond, and the small ones lost a lot..."

A green-skinned ghost creature heard King Hamill's inquiry, and hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"Humph!"

"It's all a bunch of rubbish!"

"Still, there's nothing. No matter how many of them come, it will only end up as rations!"

"When the gates of hell are fully opened, it will be the day when my netherworld heroes will dominate!"

King Hamill looked at the frightened ghost on his face, and couldn't help but snort heavily.

However, King Hamill was not too worried about the arrival of the witch saintess and others.

Now the whole of Broadleaf City has become the territory of the dead. There is no way for the living to get close to it, and the yin qi in the city is getting heavier and heavier, I am afraid that it will not be long before the yin qi will be overwhelming. At that time, even if the Martial Saint came in person, he couldn't bear him?

。。。

"Holy Maiden!"

"The last will see the Holy Maiden!"

Yang Shou saw the arrival of the Holy Maiden of the Wu Clan, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of joy.

In the correspondence, Situ Xing had already vaguely pointed out his relationship with the saint.

Yang Shou and the others naturally didn't dare to slack off, after all, in the future, even if this witch saint couldn't become the main mother, her status would be extraordinary.

If there are more heirs, then the status will naturally be even more extraordinary.

"Holy Maiden!"

Xiao He, who was dressed in black, couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief in his heart when he saw the Wu Clan's holy maiden and the wolf head priest and others arrive safely.

Without him!

The identity of the Holy Maiden of the Wu Clan is too special, not only the spiritual leader of the Wu Clan, but also the wife of Situ Xing.

No matter what the identity is, there is absolutely no room for error.

The holy woman of the Wu clan is obviously not very sociable, and she greets everyone, and there are a few sacrifices to do it on her behalf.

After everyone was full of wine and food, the holy maiden of the Wu clan, accompanied by several sacrifices, ascended the high platform that had already been cast.

The loess is the platform, and the canvas is the flag.

There are nine stars, the sun and the moon as decorations...

In some inconspicuous locations, there are also many animal bones, furs, and frescoes painted in red clay with a wild atmosphere.

Jinni!

Ancient Humans!

Beasts, etc., are all available.

Dressed in animal skins, the wild witch saintess slowly ascended to the high platform.

After carefully examining it for a long time, and finding no mistakes, she shook the tambourine in her hand and sang in an almost desolate voice:

"Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate...."

With the chanting of the witch saintess, there was a trace of savage aura rushing to the face. Everyone seemed to see the vast expanse of the earth, the tall mountains, and the deep valley bottom.

A beast that was huge, like a small mountain, ran over the earth.

Let the whole picture become extremely vivid.

However, what touched them the most was a group of ancient ancestors, who knotted ropes to remember, they drilled wood for fire, they set nets to catch fish...

It is because of their perseverance that today's civilization has emerged.

"What is this?"

Everyone stood there with shocked faces, not knowing how to describe their inner feelings for a while.

Shock?

The shock is definitely there!

However, a simple shock is not enough to describe their hearts at this time.

If Situ is here, he will definitely feel it.

The ancient wilderness seemed to be ignorant, but it was actually the time when the Heavenly Dao civilization was prosperous. It was only later with the rise of humane civilization that the heavenly civilization slowly disappeared into the long river of history.

So much so that many people now think that that era was Ru Mao drinking blood and was not civilized.

It is precisely because of such preconceived notions that there will be such a powerful shock.

Woo!

Woo!

Woo!

The desolate horn sounded, pushing the atmosphere of sacrifice to a climax.

One brute after another, the sacrificial sacrifices cut their throats, and the hot blood spurted out.

Countless sleeping ghosts and gods, as if they smelled the delicious breath, opened their eyes in unison.

"What's going on?"

Just when the witch saintess held the sacrifice, King Hamill, who was sitting on the throne with a calm face, couldn't help but show a trace of shock in his eyes.

Other ghosts and gods with low cultivation even had a trace of unconcealable throbbing in their hearts.

As if something bad was about to happen.

Just when the ghosts and gods were in panic, the tall city wall suddenly cracked, and one by one, wearing prison uniforms and sackcloth, holding rusty swords in their hands, fleshless skeletons suddenly stood up.

With the blank voice of the witch saint...

Their eyes slowly opened, and they showed a scarlet color, and finally rushed towards the ghosts in the city as if they were crazy.

The leading ghost god, whose skeleton was exceptionally tall and his clothes looked much more luxurious than ordinary people, saw him wielding a long sword inlaid with red gems and shouting:

"Kill King Hamill!"

"Revenge!"

"Kill King Hamir and take revenge!"

"What is this?"

Looking at the bone soldiers who suddenly appeared, whether it was King Hamill or other ghosts and gods, they couldn't help but be stunned.

They don't know, what's going on?

Why are there so many ghosts and gods popping up all of a sudden?

However, they were stunned.

The bone warriors had already passed through the gates and rushed to them, their swords made of bone held high.

The bone soldiers in the rear even raised the bone crossbow in their hands high, and the bowstring made of the soft fur of some kind of creature was forcefully pulled apart. Forming the shape of a full moon ...

Chirp!

Chirp!

Chirp!

With the piercing sound of breaking the air, arrows made of bones flew into the air, falling densely like black dots.

Before many ghosts and gods could react, they were pierced through their bodies by bone arrows. Traces of flame that seemed to come from the Netherworld spread from their wounds, eventually setting their bodies on fire.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

King Hamill looked at everything in front of him with some blankness.

He never imagined that something would suddenly happen.

However, he quickly cleared his thoughts, for he saw the ruby-encrusted sword, which was all too familiar.

Even if he turns to ashes, he will recognize him.

And the owner of this sword is his fellow brother!

Stone!

At the same time, he is also the position of the lord of the city, the most advantageous contender.

Back then, in order to ascend to the throne of the city lord, he arranged for someone to secretly kill Stone and bury him under the city, so that he could never turn over forever.

Too much time has passed, and this memory has long since become blurred.