"Hehehehe...... Forest! And so you did...... Sure enough, I have awakened the power of my clan's ancient bloodline, and I didn't smell your body wrong! ”

The sound that echoed in this cave was so old and decaying that even a real bullet like a giant could not penetrate the skin, and it was also unnaturally crazy goosebumps.

But for some reason, in this person's mouth, Lin Qing heard a taste full of joy.

It's as if I have suddenly found a cool pool in the desert where I have been in drought for a long time.

That roaring voice was like a tattered old brown paper fluttering in the wind, and it could be torn by a strong wind at any time.

With such a strong emotion as substance, it seems that he just wants to eat Lin Qingsheng alive on the spot, and he will not hesitate to do it!

It's like...... It's like...... Lin Qing, who had just come here, was treated as a plate of young shoots that could be picked at any time, and whether to eat or not was just his choice, and he never asked what he thought about that dish.

Needless to say, just look at the one who just brought himself to this cave. After Lin Qing entered the cave, he retreated hundreds of steps away in a panic. It's like he's afraid to hear something in this cave that he shouldn't hear, and then he adds a posture of coming up to see him on May 1st.

Lin Qing knew that he could make such a harsh voice here, and there was no one else except His Excellency the Shaman.

"But besides, I'm a member of their tribe, is it necessary to be so tempting from the beginning?"

Lin Qing didn't know if the others had been tested like this. But he can clearly perceive that if he hadn't awakened his bloodline before and carved a "pattern" before.

Just the kind of cold and cold air flow that surrounded his body just now, like a maggot attached to the bones, could not be removed no matter what, and he was definitely able to make his strength stop nine pavilions. In the end, he can be better than those otaku in the main world who can't even kill a chicken, and Lin Qing is going to be incense!

This is beyond the scope of the so-called temptation, if you really want to define it, Lin Qing even suspects that this shaman is trying to murder!

No...... Now it's not a doubt.

Just feeling the layers of that seems to be like dissecting one's own life, and then dipping it in the sauce to eat it, unconsciously, the simple and simple pattern at the center of Lin Qing's eyebrows seems to be stimulated, but shrinks inward.

After awakening the "One Pattern", it was almost several times the strength of the all-round three-dimensional growth, at this time, in Lin Qing's body, it was like rolling under the Nine Abyss, drowning in the black water of the galaxy, which seemed to be plain and casual, but there was a shocking blow at every turn!

However, at this moment, Lin Qing's expression on the outside definitely didn't look like the kind of vigilance he showed inside.

On the contrary, from the inside out, it is revealing the unique honesty and honesty of the tribal giants, as well as the simple smile that makes people unable to have a little defense.

To be honest, judging by the "true walnut brain volume" unique to this tribe. It is natural for people to let their guard down, and perhaps it is also a constant racial characteristic of them, or it may be.

Of course, the characteristics of "being passively deceived by others" and "reducing IQ when you are hot-blooded" are estimated to be the highest.

It's like fishing for Daiyu and Yuanqiao in mythology

Lin Qing touched his glamorous scalp with a smile on his face, and raised his eyes to see that he was forty or fifty steps away, wearing a pitch-black robe, holding a human scepter, and wearing a hideous bronze mask. The "man" who was standing on an altar built by the flesh and blood heads of hundreds of wild beasts, brute beasts, and demon beasts was burning with dark blue flames, and before he knew it, his eyes were already showing crystal tears, and he exclaimed directly and affectionately: "Are you really a shaman grandpa? ”

The words were full of mutual affection, longing and awe, and gratitude to Dade.

His words are so rich and emotional, even the shaman on this altar who has long been dried up in flesh and soul and wants to dedicate his life to the ancestral spirit, and other people in the tribe are also more fearful of him than respectful, and they are all stunned in an instant: "Huh? Lin, you ...... You... I really want to..."

"Of course." Lin Qing didn't think about it, just nodded straight up: "Lord Shaman, I have never forgotten the way you hugged me and smiled when I was born, and since then I have thought that you will summon me again, and today I finally got what I wanted." ”

Lin Qing's fugue in four time and space covered the memories of the four "Lin Qing", even in each time and space, the memories he received would not cause any damage to his body, he was still him.

But just relying on the miscellaneous knowledge he learned through "Lin Qing", it is not too simple to fool the god stick of this small village.

Even if this village-level god stick has Sen Sen's malice towards himself!

And in fact, what Lin Qing is saying now is not something he can make up nonsense. This is basically the one he possessed, and a memory emerges from his body unconsciously, ten out of ten red gold memories!

I have to say that this shaman's mastery of the beliefs of the entire tribe can really be described as "reaching the peak", and it seems that this child has been fooled.

Now don't say it's lame, if the one who was possessed by Lin Qing is still there. Give him a bag of explosives, and he can reckon shouting right now: "Yu! Get out of the way, I'll come! I'm going to compose the head! ”

"It's a pity, Lin. Although I don't know how you awakened the bloodline of your ancestors and embarked on the path of "tattoos". But now that you're here with me, I need you to do something for me right now...... For me! ”

Time seemed to be a long time, and it seemed that a moment had passed, and the shaman who reflected the flames of the dark green altar, through the metal mask full of strange patterns, was very old and weak, and was chuckling like a night owl: "Hehehe, hahaha, a "one-patterned" warrior who has never appeared in the tribe, a "one-patterned" warrior who no one knows, and who has the same ancestral blood as me, was found by me!! The spirit of the ancestors blesses, the spirit of the ancestors really blesses! With you, I don't have to worry about prolonging my life! ”

Saying that, the shaman standing high on the altar didn't pay any attention to Lin Qing at all, but had already stomped heavily on the human head witch staff in his hand.

......At this moment, dozens of cold and cold breaths wrapped in the faint green altar flames, completely enveloping this cave, leaving no dead ends.

The faint green altar flames are like huge brushes like rafters, and then with Lin Qing in the center, a pair of strange and terrifying patterns are drawn!

"Lin, don't struggle, you must not struggle. I don't want much, I just want your ninety percent ancestral bloodline power to prolong my life. Don't worry, I won't take your life, I will take care of you. The blood of the ancestors also flows in you and me, and I will not let you suffer. I'm so important to this tribe, and you know that, Lin, I'm sure you're not going to refuse this little request from me, right? ”

The shaman, who was covered by the metal mask, explained with a low smile, but at the same time, he ignited the fire of the altar again very quickly, and in an instant, the surging and strange cold power swept through Lin Qing's whole body, as if to burn all the blood on her body, refine that little bit of ancestral blood, and send it back to the shaman's body in the scroll.

At this moment, he was not explaining to Lin Qing, but he was talking to himself and exculpating himself.

Visible to the naked eye, the shaman's original shriveled and empty, like a shaman's black cloth shirt hanging on a clothes rack, constantly trembling, seems to be growing rapidly!

"Shaman, it's too late for you to stop. If your actions are known by the tribe, everyone will be at risk, and no one will be able to do it! "In the center of this sacrificial array, surrounded by countless dark green altar flames, constantly burning his ordinary bloodline, and then refining the blood of the ancestors, along with his own flesh and blood, Lin Qing, who was supplying this shaman, suddenly let out such a threatening sound from the layers of altar flames as if he did not go through his brain.

"Yes, yes, yes...... That's the kind of power. Thanks to the Spirit of the Ancestors, I can finally feel like this again! The shaman didn't care about Lin Qing's "wailing" like a defeated dog at all. His body and mind had been poured into this new blood, into his parched body, and the extreme pleasure of being rejuvenated.

It's just a "stripless tribe" who no one cares about in the tribe at all.

As long as its value is not known to others, even if someone says that he killed it shaman, what can he do!

Do you really think that the flesh and blood on this altar are just those fierce beasts?

"Well, that's it...... We don't have to talk about this? It seemed that he had waited for a moment, and in the faint green altar flames, Lin Qing seemed to be sighing softly: "People have the intention of hurting the tiger, and the tiger is harmful to people's hearts." Since everyone is all the way, then don't blame me if you die. ”

The next moment, in Lin Qing's body, there seemed to be a phantom shadow of an oil lamp floating in the dark, and in an instant, the wick of the bronze oil lamp seemed to have a wisp of divine brilliance like a "light line" beating a little.

The autonomous world was surging, gathering nearly 10,000 people to worship the "Holy Light" for a day, directly through Lin Qing's carrier, with the sacrificial array under his feet as the fulcrum, all of them poured into the shaman's body in an instant!

"Hmm...... Burst! No!! Don't! In an instant, the divine, clean, scorching, burning true martial brilliance seemed to emanate from the inside out from the shaman standing on the other side of the altar, through the body, through the upper seven orifices, through the lower two orifices, and through all the capillary blood pores around his body.

In the blink of an eye, it was like a small divine sun, hanging in this cold and damp cave!

"Immeasurable True Martial Heavenly Venerable, Immeasurable True Martial Xuantian God...... Shaman, the spirit of the ancestors can't bless you, so why don't you follow me and believe in 'True Martial Arts'." ”

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