Text Chapter 37 Chi Pulse?

In the land of the ancestral mountain, the high priest of the Barbarian tribe, Chikong, is carrying out a ghost and god sacrifice, and the most elite 20,000 ghost and god guards of the Barbarian tribe outside are guarding the side.

20,000 ghost and god guards, the Barbarian tribe is composed of the most elite warriors selected by thousands of people, each of the ghost and god warriors is a Daoist of the Great Dao position, and 20,000 ghost and god guards are guarding the side, even if the Dao Emperor comes, he can't get a bargain.

Not far away, a tall and thin man in his forties walked towards Zushan.

Seeing the man coming, the face of one of the commanders of the outermost ghost guard changed, and the man walked up, and the leader of the ghost and god guard stepped forward to block the man, and said solemnly: "Ghost sacrifice, the high priest has told no one to approach the altar." ”

The man looked at the Ghost Guardian Commander and scolded in a calm voice: "I have 100,000 urgent matters to discuss with the High Priest, now I want to see the High Priest immediately, get out of the way!"

The Ghost Guard Commander was in a panic, if he was replaced by anyone else, even if he died, he couldn't let him go, but the man in front of him didn't know what to do.

In the barbarian tribe, for thousands of years, the two major clans almost control eighty percent of the power of the tribe, the high priest Chi Kong patriarch Chi Lie is the Chi tribe, since the high priest came to the throne, the Chi people ushered in the heyday, three generations of patriarchs are Chi people, although the other line is lonely, but still has a huge position in the tribe, the curtain falls West Mountain Tiger is still there.

And the man in front of him is the leader of another major vein of the Barbarian tribe, the ghost of the tribe, who is also a sacrifice of the tribal veteran, except for the high priest, even Chi Lie can't suppress the man in front of him.

Although the Commander of the Ghost Guard is afraid of the ghost, his duty is not to move half a step, and he is stubborn to block in front of the ghost.

The ghost's face was gloomy, his eyes were like a knife and he looked coldly at the Ghost Divine Guard, and said in a cold voice, "Are you going to get out of the way?"

The Commander of the Ghost Guard shuddered, the ghost's words made his heart chill, his throat moved, and his voice was a little astringent: "The high priest has an order, don't let anyone disturb you." ”

I thought that he would be able to stop him by completely killing the ghost of sin, but who knew that the ghost-faced ghost took out a pitch-black wooden staff from his sleeve, the handle of the wooden staff was the head of the ghost god, and the body of the staff was carved with countless ancient sacrifices.

The ghost raised the sacrificial staff high, and the leader of the ghost and god guard knelt on the ground, and said quietly: "Ancestral sacrificial staff! This is the ancestral sacrificial staff in charge of this department. ”

The Ghost Guardian Commander got out of the way, the Ancestral Sacrifice Staff, the highest inheritance token of the Barbarian Tribe, there are two, one is carried in the hands of the High Priest, and the other is said to be worshiped by the Qi clan, and the Ghost Ghost brought the Ancestral Sacrifice Staff.

Walking on the way forward, the ghost's eyes were gloomy, and the rickety old man flashed in his mind, with both deep jealousy and unwilling madness in the depths of his eyes.

Walking towards the front, the tall altar was already in front of it, and in front of the altar was a small old man with a sacrificial staff standing quietly.

Sensing the arrival of someone, the old man turned his head, looked at the coming chikong, his eyes sank, and he said in a condensed voice: "What are you doing here?"

The ghost looked at the old man and said, "The ghost has come to send the great sacrifice back to heaven." ”

The barbarian high priest's face sank with great anger, and he roared at the ghost: "Ghost, even if you and I have any grievances, don't you know how important the ghost sacrifice is to the clan. ”

When the barbarian ghost heard this, there was hesitation on his face but it disappeared in a flash, looking at the red rainbow rushing to the sky in front of him as if it had been activated, the ghost ghost said with a crazy voice: "The ghost sacrifice will be completed, but not in the hands of your chikong, but in the hands of my ghost, my ghost will be the greatest contributor to the revival of the tribe, and it will become the greatest sacrifice in the history of the tribe." ”

"You go back now, old man, when you never came today. Chikong said in a deep voice.

"Retire?" would you have retreated now?" the ghost sneered.

He can't retreat?

Chikong looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and sighed, his thin body slowly changed, his tall body seemed to be inflated and expanded, and in an instant, a burly and sturdy barbarian warrior with a height of nearly two meters and knotted muscles appeared in front of him, and the green tendons under his skin were beating.

Facing the aura in front of him, the ghost's eyelids jumped, and now the hole didn't know what secret method was used, and the breath soared to the realm of the peak of the Dao Emperor, and now he is full of blood Peng Bai, which is a barbarian warrior who is at the peak of the Dao Emperor in his prime, and the ghost sneered: "The old guy still wants to fight hard at this time." ”

"Today, the old man is desperate, and he will not allow you to hinder the ghost and god sacrifice. ”

Chikong glanced at the black mountain behind him and took a deep breath, the ancestral mountain at this moment is no longer a black peak with a pitch-black body, the blood-colored veins on the mountain are beating, the molten lava erupts under the black mountain, and it has become a molten world for several miles, and there is constantly molten lava spewing out from the ground to form a molten sea, and the red molten lava under the ground is tumbling, as if something is about to return.

The Ghost God Sacrifice has reached its final stage, and it will only take three hours to complete, and he is desperate to protect these three hours.

Looking at the crazy ghost, Chi Kong's voice became cold: "The old man will ask you one last thing, Chi Lie took people to worship the moon Tan to kill the python dragon, have you ever done anything." ”

Chi Kong only hoped that the ghost did not do this, hoping that his guess was wrong, Chi Lie went to Half Moon Tan to kill the python dragon as the last sacrifice of the ghost god, the scar on his chest that spanned most of his chest almost made him lose his life, and the back tribe lay in bed for a whole month before listening.

Hearing this, the ghost smiled and said, "I really can't hide anything from you, an old ghost, I just gave a warning to the transformed loach, but this fool is lucky, and he survived after cutting the loach." ”

Chikong's eyes turned cloudy, and he shook his head: "You dare to do this kind of thing, the old man will definitely not let you go today, and confess to your ancestors in Huangquan." ”

After speaking, the hole suddenly stepped out, and no longer left his hand, and the crime of the ghost was unforgivable.

Smashing the sacrificial staff into the head of the ghost, this clan sacrificial staff is not only a sacrificial instrument, but also a inheritance of the Taoist soldiers raised by the high priests of the past dynasties, this 10,000-year-old peach wood staff is a genuine half-step heaven-level Taoist soldier.

As soon as the staff came down, one could imagine the situation of the ghost's brain exploding, and suddenly, with a smile on his face, he also used his sacrificial staff to meet the high priest's sacrificial staff of the hole.

In an instant, the two sacrificial rods collided together, and Chikong didn't see the situation he expected, and the guy was killed by him with a stick, and the moment he saw the smile on the face of the ghost, Chikong's heart sank, and the ghost would not be easily solved by him if he was prepared.

The ghost used his sacrificial staff to resist the sacrificial staff of the hole, and the two ten-thousand-strong forces collided violently, and the aftermath of the circle was visible to the naked eye, flying everything around, and in an instant, the wind within ten zhang of the surrounding area flew sand and stones.

The aura emitted by the ghost was clearly to the top grade of the Dao Emperor, and it was only inferior to him, and under his nose, the ghost quietly cultivated to the realm of the top grade of the Dao Emperor.

"The old man has underestimated you. Chi Kong's expression was solemn.

"Look down on me, how have you ever looked down on me?" the ghost sneered, and then his face became serious, "Chikong, you are old, you can't be old anymore, even if I don't do this today, you can still live for a few years, the tribe needs a new high priest, put the tribe in my hands, and I can also bring the tribe to glory." ”

Chikong was silent at this time, staring at the person in front of him, his eyes converged as if he was thinking about something, and the ghost didn't bother the old man who was thinking at this moment, and his eyes showed eagerness.

Although he was hostile to the ghosts, he still respected the old man in front of him, and the three-hundred-year-old tribe of the high priest who reigned in the Chikong was more prosperous than before, and the old man in front of him worked hard for the tribe was undeniable.

However, the thousand-year-old blood battle between the tribal pulse and the Chi pulse doomed the two to be unable to coexist peacefully in a hostile position, just like today he made a ghost shot, the main reason is that the Chikong completed the ghost and god sacrifice, then the situation of the two veins of the barbarian tribe for thousands of years will be completely broken, originally since the three hundred years of the high priest of the tribe reigning in Chikong, the momentum of the Qi pulse has reached the lowest point in a thousand years, if the Chikong really completed the ghost and god sacrifice in his hands, then the tribe has no more than a vein, only the Chi vein is dominant.

The ghost sacrifice must be completed, but it must be completed in the hands of his ghost, who is confident that he will not do worse than the old man in front of him in the position of high priest, and he can also die for the sake of the tribe, he can swear to the old man in front of him that if he is the high priest of the tribe, he will do everything to lead the tribe to prosperity and restore the glory of the tribe to ancient times.

At this time, as if he had made a decision, Chikong set his eyes on the ghost, stared at the person in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "The old man admits that you are the best choice in terms of both the city government and the strength, but the old man can't put the tribe in your hands. ”

"Are you afraid that I will suppress your Chimai after I ascend to the throne, then I swear in the name of the ancestors that after the ghost becomes the high priest, your Chimai will be the tribal vein second only to the Chimai. The ghost's eyes turned cold and asked.

The old man shook his head slowly: "In the old man's heart, there is only a tribe, and there is no difference between the Chi and the Clan, whether it is the Clan or the Clan, as long as it can lead the tribe to prosper. ”

"Why is that?" the ghost's face changed puzzled.

"Do you know, if it were in any previous era, you might have been an excellent tribal high priest, but now at this stall, the tribe is stormy and fateful, you are too ambitious, rigid and self-serving, after the completion of the ghost and god sacrifice, the tribe wants to recuperate, and the future tribe needs a calm and cautious leader, not a person like you, I dare to guarantee that after the completion of the ghost and god sacrifice, the strength of the tribe will rise greatly, and you will definitely make a big move in your eagerness for quick success, which may bring the tribe into glory, but it is more likely to lead the tribe to the abyss of no return。 ”