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The figure of the monk of the Holy Dragon City was like a ghost, the war knife in his hand was constantly flickering, and in the area where each blade passed, one or several barbarians would inevitably be killed!

Suddenly, there was a great change, and the barbarian tribe immediately went into chaos, screaming and exclamating one after another.

Those barbarian tribes kept running in panic, but they fell under the swords of the Holy Dragon City monks one after another, and there was no way to escape at all.

The monks in the tribe had blood-red eyes, roared angrily, and rushed towards the monks of the Holy Dragon City with their weapons.

It's a pity that these barbarian monks don't know how terrifying their enemies are, all of them are the elite of the monks of the Holy Dragon City!

Compared to the monks of the Holy Dragon City, the strength of these barbarian monks is not half a star at all.

Therefore, in front of the monks of the Holy Dragon City, they couldn't even hold up a single move, so they were directly killed on the ground.

They were unwilling, angry, and painful, but they couldn't do anything about it, and finally died with their eyes in their eyes.

The old priest who was presiding over the sacrifice just now roared angrily, and the scales on his body burst out with blood-colored light, and he suddenly stuck out his tongue at a Holy Dragon City monk.

A strange scene appeared, and the tongue of the old priest was instantly extended by more than a few meters, like a blood-colored spear, stabbing straight towards the Holy Dragon City monk on the opposite side.

This situation shows that the bloodline ability of this old priest has evolved, and then derived a higher ability.

And at this moment, he was using his own essence blood to stimulate this bloodline innate ability, trying to kill the Holy Dragon City monk in front of him!

The Holy Dragon City monk who was attacked by him sneered, and the battle knife in his hand flashed coldly, and suddenly brushed the slender tongue full of terrifying power.

"Poof!"

The sound of a knife cutting through the leather sounded, and the old priest screamed, but it was the tongue that was enough to pierce the golden stone, which was cut off by the sword of the Holy Dragon City monk.

The bloodline advanced talent is against the lord-level monk, and in the end, the lord-level monk is superior!

The Holy Dragon City monk was unforgiving, and the sword in his hand shook violently, blooming with the light of death, and then his body swept past the old priest's side like a phantom.

Stopping his body, the Holy Dragon City monk shook the blood on his blade and continued to rush to the next barbarian.

The barbarian sacrificer's body stiffened, and his mouth made a "gurgling" sound, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face was full of pain.

It turned out that the neck of the sacrifice had been severed by the monks of the Holy Dragon City, and now only a thin layer of skin was left, and blood was shooting out.

He knelt on the ground and glanced at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, looking sideways at the totem idol, his eyes flashing with reluctance and viciousness.

"Poof!"

With the fall of this barbarian sacrifice, there are not many barbarian tribes left in this small tribe at this moment.

"It's just a small tribe, it doesn't have much value, so you don't need to keep your hands!"

A faint voice came, and it also decided the final fate of this barbarian tribe.

Tang Zhen didn't look at the corpses lying in a pool of blood, but frowned and looked at the totem statue in front of him, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

After a few breaths, Tang Zhen suddenly made a move and grabbed directly towards the totem.

On the surface, it seemed that he was going to grasp the totem, but in fact, one of Tang Zhen's hands plunged deep into the dark world, landed on the totem, and then grabbed it hard.

A miserable scream came, and then a group of spirits that looked very similar to the totem and faintly exuded the aura of the lord were torn out by Tang Zhen from the totem stone statue.

This blood-emitting spirit body kept struggling in Tang Zhen's hands, trying to break out of Tang Zhen's control, but in vain.

At the moment when Tang Zhen grabbed this spirit body, all kinds of emotions of joy, anger, sorrow and joy came to his heart, making his eyes flash.

"If you only have such a little means, then you can just die!"

Tang Zhen snorted coldly, took out the reincarnation mirror casually, and threw the spirit body directly into it.

As long as the spirit body enters the reincarnation mirror, he doesn't want to escape from there, he can only let Tang Zhen control it, whether he is alive or dead is only in his thoughts.

After putting the spirit body away, Tang Zhen glanced at the totem stone statue again and put it into the storage space.

This kind of thing is a voucher for exchanging war merits, and only after killing all the barbarian tribesmen and controlling and killing the totem spirit at the same time, it is possible to get this kind of spoils that represent the extermination of the barbarian tribe!

At this point, the barbarian tribe in front of him has been completely wiped out by Tang Zhen!

Turning his head to look around, he saw that the monks of the Holy Dragon City who followed him were scattered, collecting the body ornaments on these barbarians and using them to exchange for battle merits on the cornerstone platform.

The tribal ornaments on these barbarians are like the identity cards of the residents of Loucheng, if they are lost, they will be expelled by the totem spirit when they enter the tribe.

The totemic spirits of the tribe will not accept the prayers of the barbarians without ornaments, and will not provide them with protection.

Therefore, the barbarian tribes regard this ornament as extremely important, just like life, unless it is a special reason such as death, they never let it leave their bodies on weekdays.

Therefore, taking off the tribal ornament to exchange for war merits is the most common practice of the monks in Loucheng.

As for the valuable loot encountered during the period, the monks of Loucheng will also put it away together, and wait until they are exchanged for war merits.

Of course, if you come across an item you like, you can also ask the cornerstone platform to evaluate it, and then deduct it from your own achievements.

During the period, whether the residents of the building city earn or spend the battle merits, will be stacked together, as long as a certain number is reached, after killing another totem master, the tower can smoothly upgrade the level.

Therefore, the building will encourage residents to earn war merits, and even in order to enhance their hunting enthusiasm, a lot of benefits have been introduced, all that is sought is to speed up the accumulation of war merits!

In the days to come, the Holy Dragon City will inevitably introduce a corresponding incentive mechanism to let the battle cultivators of the city enthusiastically kill the enemy!

After another ten minutes or so, the monks had finished cleaning up the battlefield and left the place directly.

It won't be long before the smell of blood here will attract a large number of monsters and beasts to devour the remains of these barbarians.

Before leaving, Tang Zhen glanced at the barbarian tribe, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes.

This way of killing everything seems to be quite cruel, which makes Tang Zhen can't help but feel a little upset.

After all, this time it was he who took the initiative to provoke the killing, and there was no reason for it, it was purely for the purpose of conquest and appropriation.

Unless Tang Zhen knew the reason for this kind of conquest and killing, even if he meticulously completed the promotion task of Loucheng, he would still have a pimple in his heart.

It's not that I'm guilty because of the killing, but I'm ashamed because I don't know.

After all, behind this kind of war, there must be some kind of earth-shattering secret that he doesn't know, if he doesn't figure it out, Tang Zhen will always have a feeling of being troubled by fog.

As for slaughtering these barbarians, Tang Zhen didn't have too much psychological burden, after all, if the roles were reversed, the other party would not have the slightest pity.

In his position, since he participates in the game of gambling with his life, he must have the consciousness of losing his life after failure.

Therefore, if you don't want to kill your own residents, you must not have any woman's kindness, which Tang Zhen knows very well in his heart.

After all, the essence of the Loucheng world is to raise Gu and plunder, Tang Zhen is powerless to change anything, and can only gradually adapt to this deformed rule and explore the secrets behind it.

However, the monks of Loucheng on the side, after destroying a barbarian tribe, did not have any unbearable feelings, but regarded it as a normal thing.

Seeing this, Tang Zhen first shook his head slightly, and then sighed lightly, his eyes flashing with a determination that he had never seen before.

Since there is nothing to change, let it be natural and make yourself the strongest Gu worm!

In this way, I believe that there will always be a day when I will break away from the rules and control the fate of myself and the residents of the building.