[ps: Today is a regular update, because tomorrow there is a young man who has known him for more than ten years to go to the field and have to go out to get together, so there are only two ...... today]

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Northern Wasteland.

When all the barbarians of the three royal courts expressed their dissatisfaction with the sacrificial hall.

The sacrificial hall did not stand up and explain anything, as the barbarian people expected.

There was no big man in the sacrificial hall who came forward to say anything.

As a result, the entire barbarian people became more and more angry, and even some radical barbarian people began to fight against the sacrifices of their tribes.

This was unimaginable in the barbarian tribes that had a high status of sacrifice in the past.

And the change in the attitude of the barbarian people is also very normal: the reason why we respect sacrifice is because tribal sacrifice can help us heal our diseases, and when we are confused, they can guide us in the direction. But now, the priest actually disguised himself, picked up the butcher's knife and aimed it at us, and tried in vain to hold the barbarian king in the king's tent hostage...... How can this be endured?

Since you can't bear it, you can't bear it!

In the dictionary of most barbarians, there has never been such a thing as scheming and strategy, and some, just brute force!

These brute fellows were soon not satisfied with such things as just pouring dung on the sacrificial gate of their tribe, and soon began to beat the sacrifice of their tribe, and some people even forgot that if it were not for the sacrifice of their tribe, he might have died when he fell off his horse last time.

When people are full of unwarranted revenge to destroy something, they have never remembered any kindness.

And when people become addicted to the thrill of destruction, they tend to become even crazier.

Because, when they trample under their feet the objects that need to be honored in the past, they will suddenly discover: Oh, it turns out that these respected people are nothing more than that!

So, these crazy guys, gradually not satisfied with only fighting at their own tribe's sacrifices, not satisfied with the pleasure of just trampling under their feet the sacrifices they had respected in their tribe in the past, they gradually gave birth to a bold idea: they want to go to the north of the north, to trample under the feet of those who are high up in the sacrificial hall like gods!

This crazy idea, as soon as it appeared, was crazy to grow in the crowd.

Soon, organizations appeared among the various tribes of the three royal courts.

It's not that they feel the need for stratagem and stratagem at this time, it's just that the sacrificial temple is too far away, so far away that they need an organization to take them to the sacrificial temple north of the fabled north.

When people need an organization, it often comes into being.

No one knows if this is the result of hard work or just a coincidence.

The crazy people of many tribes in the Three Royal Courts soon went to the same destination at the same time and in different places under the dispatch of this mysterious organization.

Before setting off, these crazy barbarians got the reverent eyes of some people who also wanted to go crazy but had no guts, and the endless cheers, so these barbarians became more and more crazy, and their hearts were also unprecedentedly barbarian and inflated.

They were all proud, like warriors who were about to go on battle.

And when these crazy people began to continue north, bound to the sacrificial temple.

On this northern wasteland, on a towering mountain, there are three figures, looking at the team that suddenly appeared in this wasteland from a distance, like a torrent to the north.

These three figures, although one of them is unremarkable, but the other two, one is wild and uninhibited, the momentum is boiling and powerful, like fire, and the other is as tall as a mountain, the breath is deep and unfathomable, and it is as dark as night.

These three people are none other than Meng Qing, the barbarian king of the Blue Valley Royal Court, as well as Danton, the barbarian king of the Jinlie Royal Court, and Alden, the barbarian king of the Maodun Royal Court.

"Hahaha, this time the old fellows of the sacrificial hall have suffered!" Denton's voice was very lighthearted.

Alden said in a deep voice: "As long as these fanatical guys run to the sacrificial hall, whether it is the sacrificial hall being humiliated by them, or the old guys of the sacrificial hall can't bear it and suppress them, then we will be the biggest winners!"

"Yes!" Meng Qing replied with a restrained smile on his face, "If the sacrificial hall is trampled under the feet of these lowest-level ordinary people, then the sacrificial hall will no longer be high in the future, and the image that has been shaped like a god over the years will be destroyed in an instant! ”

"But if those old guys in the sacrificial hall can't bear it anymore and attack these guys who have fallen into madness, and kill them, then their sacrificial hall will no longer be worthy of the respect of our barbarians, and their sacrifices will no longer be able to dictate to our royal court! They will be the enemies of our barbarians! And our three royal clans will lead the barbarians and suppress these cruel and hypocritical sacrifices! Let them be slaves and servants!"

"No matter what, our three royal families will be the biggest winners!"

Meng Qing spoke, but couldn't help laughing.

And on the side, whether it was Denton in the flames or Alden in the darkness, they also smiled at this moment.

Since the beginning of the barbarian race, the contradiction between the sacrificial hall and the three royal families has always been antagonistic, and it is because of this opposition that the barbarians have not been able to unify.

The three royal families agreed that if the barbarians want to be strong, they must first achieve unity!

After the three of them laughed like that for a while.

Danton looked at Meng Qing lightly and said, "Meng Qing, my father Monty and I were also close friends. ”

"This little nephew naturally knows. Meng Qing's face suddenly turned slightly respectful.

A smile appeared at the corner of Denton's mouth, and he continued: "Now looking at your Blue Valley Royal Court, being held by a group of brutes, as your father's old friend, I feel very sorry for your father!"

Hearing this, Meng Qing couldn't help but be stunned.

Alden on the side also spoke angrily: "Yes, you have a vein in the Blue Valley, and the other two royal families of mine can also be called the same qi and branches, these beasts and beasts, but they can be used when necessary, how can they really stand on the throne and point fingers?"

"If you are willing, Mengqing, we can set up a bureau together to abduct those few old beasts who are pointing fingers at your Blue Valley Royal Court, and the two of us will invite our ancestors to come out of the mountain and catch them all!" Denton's eyes suddenly flashed with a sinister chill.

When Meng Qing heard this, his face showed a hint of hesitation.

Alden said in a deep voice on the side: "You and I are in the same spirit, isn't it that we will harm you?" We, we just can't see that your Blue Valley Royal Court is being pointed at by a few old beast demons, and our hearts are angry and depressed!"

Hearing this, Meng Qing's hesitation suddenly disappeared, and he spoke: "But listen to the arrangement of the two uncles?"