These powerful beasts that once dominated the barren mountains and forests can only let out a whining roar at this moment, and they don't even have a chance to rebel against their fate, and now their only mission is to be sacrificed.

The fierce beast is originally following the cultivation path of becoming an emperor in the flesh, the flesh is strong, and the flesh and blood are pure, so the blood and qi on the body of each fierce beast are surging like the tide of the sea, not to mention that the nine huge beasts gather together, the roar is like the sea, and the blood is like a tide, rolling out.

This is also why the ancient Yuan tribe chose these fierce beasts as a sacrifice, blood sacrifice group, need to use the blood of living beings, it is said that in ancient times, the human race also belongs to one of the sacrifices, there are foreign races for the sacrifice group, once with millions of human flesh and blood as sacrifices, the bones of the killed piled up mountains, blood flowed into a river.

"Look, there are other fierce beasts behind, what kind of white fierce beast is it, it is still exactly the same as the three heads, but the blood of such a two-star fierce beast is too weak, even if it is a sacrifice, there is not much blood that can be used for sacrifice!"

"That should be the fierce beast white deer, when the legend is a blood sacrifice, one of the best sacrifices, this Gu Yuan tribe not only took out nine two-star fierce beasts comparable to the martial arts of the Blood Refining Realm, not to mention, but also captured three white deer as sacrifices, this is really a big deal, I am ashamed of myself!"

"It's really a white deer! Bailu is a sacrifice, as a tribute to the blood sacrifice, don't say that it is in my Luolongling land, it is outside the Great Wilderness, it is not rare, no wonder the Gu Yuan tribe has the confidence to cast the Yun clan, these sacrifices alone are not something that ordinary tribes can take!"

"Nine two-star fierce beasts comparable to the martial artists of the Human Race Blood Refining Realm, as well as three pure-blooded white deer sacrifices, adding up to a total of twelve fierce beasts as sacrifices, such sacrifices, it seems that the luck given by the clan this time must be full of incomparable Gu Yuan tribes, and the clan is prosperous!"

Among the three smaller iron cages, there are three identical white beasts, no more than a zhang long, the whole body is snow-white without other variegated colors, there is a circle of fluffy sideburns under the neck, two sinuous twists on the top of the head like tree roots, full of forked antlers, glowing with a pale silver metallic luster, and there is a faint disillusionment of the red glow under the feet.

This caused everyone to be shocked by the white deer, legend has it that the white deer is the descendant of the nine-colored deer of the Rui beast, born with a strong spirit, pure blood, and the sacrifice of the event, it is to have no distractions, pure and one.

Therefore, for a long time, the white deer has become a tribute to the ancestors of the human race, which is also the reason why the white deer beast is rare in the Great Wilderness, because once it is discovered, it will be rounded up by the Great Wilderness tribe.

In a short time, more than a dozen chariots escorted the fierce beasts, and they had already come to the open space in front of the altar, one in a row, with the three white deer in front and the remaining nine two-star level fierce beasts behind.

These fierce beasts are bound by thick chains, and the clansmen of the Gu Yuan tribe have used some means to prevent them from being wild and difficult to train, the huge iron cage slowly opened, and one after another fierce beasts were displayed in front of everyone, and the next thing was the blood sacrifice.

In the barren land, there has never been a shortage of killing, bloody killing is the mainstream of this continent, and today the Gu Yuan tribe cast the Yun clan, and one of the tributes presented is the flesh and blood of these fierce beasts.

Xiao Chen, who was at the top of the altar, took a deep breath, and a touch of firmness flashed in his eyes, and the huge pillar of qi luck in the depths of the void above his head was slowly turning, and the purple mist was constantly absorbed by it, and the rui qi was shining.

"I am Xiao Chen, the thirty-sixth generation patriarch of the Gu Yuan War Department, my Gu Yuan clan wants to cast the luck clan department, I would like to sincerely announce the gods of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and enlighten the Shangcang clan"

"Since ancient times, the human race has been born, multiplied and reckless, foreign races are rampant, people are fed, human martyrs, blood is dried, human boundaries are opened, and hundreds of races are chased. ”

"The barren land, natural and man-made disasters, the beginning is endless, the floods are monstrous, the flames are burned in the sky, the ethnicity is multiplying, every step is difficult, the blood is dry, and the survival is shut"

Thundered!

Along with Xiao Chen's words, the entire platform of the Heaven Sacrifice actually trembled violently, and the huge pillar of Qi Luck in the void was even more shining with infinite purple light, and invisible fluctuations were stirring up, and the dense purple qi was uncontrollable at this moment, converging towards the Heaven Sacrifice Platform, constantly blending and transforming around Xiao Chen.

Buzz!

The invisible will continued to sweep through the void, and the purple mist gathered around Xiao Chen's body appeared one after another lifelike pictures.

There is a picture of the human race struggling to survive for blood food, being chopped by an alien knife and axe, and turning into a meal in the mouth, and there is a flood that swept the land and countless human homes, turning into an ocean, and the flood receded, and the corpses were thousands of miles away.

There are pictures of flames like fire, burning the entire earth, countless human races mourning in the flames, but being ruthlessly devoured by the flames, and there are pictures of alien races taking pleasure in killing, and human races as prey, being brutally slaughtered.

This picture scroll is like a disaster from the sky, the human race is an ant, countless human races are tragically destroyed, and blood flows like a river.

One picture scroll, the most miserable!

This is the real reproduction scene of the human race since ancient times, and at this moment, it was unexpectedly transformed by the rich purple gas, and this time it seems that everyone has returned to that ancient and reckless era.

Shocking!

Under the altar, all the clansmen are heartbroken, sad and indignant, this is their human race, the history of countless years of struggle since ancient times, is there no way in the sky, or their human race should suffer this endless suffering from the day of its birth, even if it is eternal, it still can't escape such torture.

The reckless land is full of blood, and who can hold the sky with one hand and save the human race and fire and water.

They hate, but they are helpless, because they don't know who to hate, whether they hate the ruthlessness of the sky or the ravages of alien races, but none of this can keep them away from the blend of blood and fire.

When all these hopes were dashed, the human race finally understood that only by believing in the war knife in their own hands, since the alien race was ferocious, they would kill all the aliens, kill them with fear, and kill them no longer have the courage to appear in the human world.

"There are years of shortage, the human race is in difficulty, the bloodline is multiplying, the alien race is rampant, the earth is stained with blood, the ancestors of the past generations, fighting in the wilderness, killing aliens, and protecting the bloodline. ”

"The calamities are continuous, the ethnicity is endless, the fire of salary, passed down from generation to generation, the village stays together, the bloodline is preserved, the life is endless, and the clan is cast, and it has to be inherited"

"The Huanghuang human race, the fierce battle of the great wilderness, the blue blood flows dry and stains the blue sky, the blood of a hundred battles is spilled, life is with each other, and the flesh and blood are willing to be sacrificed in the spring and autumn"

Xiao Chen's like Hong Zhong Da Lu constantly echoed with the purple mist in the void, the essence manifested, and there was a buzzing sound, at this moment, not only the clansmen of the Gu Yuan tribe, but even the many warriors of other clans on the viewing platform on the side, their minds were also attracted by the scene in front of them. (To be continued.) )