The dragon spirit didn't seem to speak, and it smashed the temple headlong, looking down at the twelve dragon-blooded nobles beneath its feet. The bodies of the three priests trembled and lay on the ground, and their mouths kept chanting, "Great dragon spirit, please calm your anger." Who is it that angers you and makes you so angry? ”

Five dragon-blooded warriors lined up in the hallway of the temple, and they were in touch with the dragon spirit. The armor on the dragon-blooded warrior's body was shining with golden light, and he lowered his hands slightly, guarding the two mouths of the temple, and the light reflected on the armor was dazzling. Just standing in place was enough to scare the little hairy rat hiding in the crack of the wall and not daring to move.

Sacrifice dominates the faith of tens of thousands of half-dragon people, and the dragon-blood nobles control the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the half-dragon people, they are like the lords of each tribe, and they also hoard a large number of half-dragon soldiers under their hands.

The dragon spirit is the spiritual pillar of all half-dragon people, and it is also the totemic spirit of the sun dragon civilization, but now due to the stagnation of civilization, some half-dragon people have been dissatisfied, plus the dragon spirit is tired of dealing with foreign enemies, and does not return to Sun City all year round, and the belief in the dragon spirit in the entire Sun City is no longer so firm.

There are a total of twenty-four dragon-blooded warriors in Dragon Spirit, who were originally stationed in the four temples of Sun City, but due to the attack of strong enemies from the outside world, Dragon Spirit sent twenty of them to the front line, and only four dragon-blooded warriors were guarded at the four city gates.

An elite dragon-blooded warrior stepped forward, his eyes were cold, he looked straight at Boglang who was hiding in the crowd, and said, "There is a dragon-blooded nobleman who killed the sacrifice and stood up honestly. ”

"No! it can't be! The dragon spirit will not come back so soon, you must have informed him by some means!" Bogeland didn't listen to the dragon blood warrior at all, his face distorted, he resisted the dragon spirit's coercion, and reached out to kill the Karma who was tied to the wooden frame.

Borglang was in the aristocracy, and he believed that if he killed the Karmat, there was room for things to turn around. Under such a background, if Long Ling was for the sake of the entire civilization and to appease the dragon blood nobles, he would definitely not kill him because of this matter.

A drake-blooded warrior leaped into the air, the marble floor shattering from the powerful recoil beneath his feet. The Dragonblood Warrior grabbed Boglang's wrist with one hand, and then twisted it hard, breaking Borglang's wrist directly.

Borgland screamed, but he wouldn't give up. Reaching out his other right hand, with sharp dragon claws, he wanted to pierce Karmat's heart. But the Dragonblood Warrior is faster. He kicked Bogran in the chest so hard that the impact of the rock blast pierced through Boglang's chest.

The Borglang spewed out a line of blood, and his entire body cut through the air in a straight line, which was set against the walls of the temple.

"Haha! A mere giant beast dragon, not my race, its heart must be different! This is our civilization, not the giant beast dragon! Do you want to follow him for the rest of your life!?" Karma vomited blood from his mouth, and he laughed: "Let's join hands to create a civilization without totemic spirits!"

"Borgland, you!" Seeing that Borglang dared to openly rebel against the dragon spirit, the three priests present knew what was going on, even if they were stupid, and they showed a look of disbelief: "You are the one who killed the sacrifice!"

In their eyes, Bogran is a polite half-dragon and has a good relationship with them.

The Dragonblood Warrior stepped forward indifferently and struck a blow through Boglang's heart.

Although Pogran was dead, the dragon-blooded nobles present were moved after hearing Boglang's wild words.

One by one, they already had ghosts in their hearts, and only three priests were stupidly kept in the dark. They looked at each other meaningfully, then looked up at the dragon. But when they met the dragon spirit's eyes, they felt a fear of death that they had never felt before.

The dragon spirit stared coldly at the nobles, and it exuded a powerful momentum and coercion, suppressing all the dragon blood nobles from moving. The five dragon-blooded warriors moved the sacrifice and the Karmat out of the temple, leaving only eleven dragon-blooded nobles inside the temple.

The dragon-blooded nobles swallowed their saliva, they didn't know how the dragon spirit would punish them.

But no matter what, the dragon blood nobles could be sure of one thing, that is, the dragon spirit would never dare to punish them severely. Because they are also an important part of the Sun Dragon Civilization, if they die, the entire civilization will drop by one level, and the power of the Dragon Spirit will also weaken a lot.

However, at this moment, the dragon spirit made a move that none of the dragon blood nobles expected.

The dragon spirit turned around, and the golden tail twitched hard, directly collapsing the entire West Temple, and the collapsed ceiling buried all the dragon blood nobles.

"No!!" the nobles only had time to let out a scream of terror before they were buried.

All the dragon-blooded nobles were buried in the ruins, and before their schemes could be realized, they all died under the wrath of the dragon spirits.

No matter how many tricks you have, as long as you dare to violate the authority of the dragon spirit, you will only die!

With the death of the dragon-blooded nobleman, the luster of the dragon spirit statue in the temple dimmed a lot, and the dragon spirit's demeanor also withered a lot. The pit viper stings his hand, and the strong man breaks his wrist!

The dragon spirit knew what consequences the death of the dragon-blood nobles would bring to the Sun Dragon civilization, but even if he knew this, he resolutely wiped out all the dragon-blood nobles, and would rather kill the wrong ones than let them go.

The dragon-blooded warrior stood in front of the collapsed temple and shouted to the three priests, "The three priests are responsible for dealing with the aftermath, and there will be no dragon-blooded nobles anymore!"

The dragon spirit lowered his head and looked at the Karmat and the little hairy mouse who had escaped from the temple, and his gaze softened.

Then he opened his mouth, and out of his mouth came a light white ball that covered Karmat's body.

Kakat suddenly felt an itch in his body, and his mind became more agile, and he directly received the knowledge inheritance of the sacrifice. The dragon scales on his body began to swell wildly, gradually forming a solid gray armor, which was a sacrificial attire.

The Dragon-Blood Warrior shouted, "After the West Temple is rebuilt, the Pioneer Kakat will be the fourth priest!

Before Karma could react, the dragon spirit did not stop here, it roared loudly, and left the city with five dragon blood warriors and all four dragon blood warriors who had been left in the city. It seems that in the distant battle zone, the battle has reached the point of dire proportions, and the dragon spirit cannot be delayed at all.

Karma was a little confused at first, and watched the dragon spirit disappear in a daze. It wasn't until the three priests came over to congratulate him that he realized what had just happened.

"I! I've become a sacrifice!" Karmat's face suddenly turned ecstatic, and he hugged the little hairy mouse at his feet and cheered. "Haha! Little hairy mouse, I really lived up to your lord's instructions!"

In the Stone Pagoda area of the Blood Moon Lake Domain, Lin Ye was looking at the ten flower and bird chicks that had hatched with a sad face at the moment, and these flower and bird chicks seemed to be crooked, looking like a round leather ball.

Lin Ye couldn't help but sneeze. Shaking his head, he muttered to himself in confusion, "Who is talking about me?"