The snow reflected the cold moonlight, and everything around the location of the Wa tribe headquarters and the vicinity were all in Li Xiaobai's sight. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

All the warlocks were ready to go, and a spell enchantment shrouded the entire snow castle, preventing a single aura fluctuation from leaking out.

Around the bright moon, the sky is full of stars.

Seven minutes of the night sky are moonlight, and three points are starlight.

Countless stars converge into a brilliant galaxy across the sky, as if the Cowherd and Weaver Girl are watching each other both sides of the river, waiting for the magpie to build a bridge.

Suddenly, a star fell, and a crimson glowing fire streaked across the sky.

If a sentimental little woman sees it, she will probably put her hands together and make a wish to this fiery red meteor that only she knows.

Obviously not in sight, Li Xiaobai suddenly felt something.

He lowered his binoculars, poked his head out of the ice cave and looked at the sky, where he spotted the meteor immediately.

"It's a shooting star!"

Zhi Rong screamed in surprise, but she sensed that the environment she was in was not so suitable, and she might be like a mortal woman living in the depths, silently staring at the meteor that was about to die.

Of course, there was more than one window hole for observation on the ice and snow wall of the snow castle facing the Wata Department, and some people, like Li Xiaobai, quietly observed the target.

The hoarse shouts of the barbarians spread like a tide in all directions.

"There's something wrong with that meteor! it's coming at us!"

Li Xiaobai found that the falling point of the meteor seemed to be coming towards the snow castle.

"What? Meteor?"

The other people in the snow castle were startled, and their faces changed slightly.

Meteors from the sky, although rare, are not uncommon.

Many meteors were destroyed in the sky before they could hit the ground, and even if there was a little bit of luck left in the end, it was only as small as a soybean and as big as a house.

Although meteors rarely cause harm most of the time, their lethality doubles as their size increases, and if they fall to the ground the size of a small mountain, it will cause a natural disaster that will destroy the lives of thousands of miles on the ground.

With the fragile defense of the snow castle, not to mention the size of a hill, even a meteor the size of a water tank cannot withstand it.

"Let's stay out for now!"

Senior Brother Wan Li immediately decided, rather than staying here to be bombarded by this meteor, or releasing a spell to defend and alarm the Vata tribe on the opposite side, it would be more appropriate to change places.

The warlock, who was originally a little nervous, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"Don't worry, that's not a meteor, it's a human!"

Curious to use the telescope to look at the whistling meteor, Li Xiaobai was surprised to find that there was a figure in the center of the dazzling firelight.

This "shooting star" turned out to be a person who fell from the sky.

Could it be aliens?

Li Xiaobai was a little curious.

"Is it a human?" the others were amazed.

"Let me see!"

I really can't believe that the body of a meteor is actually a person, and Wan Li didn't care about the instructions of his master, so he snatched the telescope from Li Xiaobai's hand almost offended, put it in front of his eyes, and looked at the night sky.

Since he started patrolling Shuchuan Road, he has been very curious about this "magic weapon" in Li Xiaobai's hand.

There is no fluctuation of spiritual energy, just with a bronze tube and a few pieces of pure colorless glass, you can see the scenery dozens of miles away, and the end is extremely magical.

Turning the main camera without a teacher, Wan Li quickly gasped and blurted out: "Sure enough, it's a person!"

He immediately put down his monoculars and glanced at Li Xiaobai.

The two said in unison: "It's the Blood God!"

The Vatta tribe was holding a blood sacrifice, and the target of the crimson "shooting star" was not necessarily their snow castle hidden in the snow on the top of the mountain, as it was indistinguishable from the surrounding snow dunes when viewed from the sky.

Only at a distance of more than a dozen zhang can you detect those unusual ice-built window holes.

If the barbarians of the Watta Department are also expected to have a telescope, then the Great Devil Li has nothing to say.

"Calm down!"

"No noise!"

Senior Brother Jing Xin and Senior Sister Yuzhen, the leaders of the other two patrol teams, immediately joined forces to stabilize the disciples of the various sects who were in turmoil.

If that humanoid fire meteor wasn't targeting them, then there was no need to mess around.

Regardless of whether that Fire Meteor was the Blood God they were looking for, since the three patrols had already joined forces here, there must have been a mistake in killing, and any forces that did not belong to the Five Palaces, Seven Sects and Thirteen Sects would be their enemies.

"Start preparing!"

As soon as Senior Brother Wanli's words fell, the sky was full of red light, and the blood reflected several snow peaks, but the meteor quietly swept over the snow castle and fell directly into the wintering ground of the Watabu on the opposite side of the mountain stream.

A dazzling blood light enveloped the entire protruding hanging stone platform, and the excited cheers of the barbarians could be heard.

"Up!"

The three leading Condensation Realm Warlocks glanced at each other and shouted in unison.

Dozens of sword lights rose into the air, piercing the top of the snow castle made of ice and snow, countless ice cubes and snow powder splashed in all directions, but those sword lights rushed out without hindrance, and rushed straight towards the blood sacrifice altar of the Watta Division.

Hundreds of cattle and sheep were cut through their throats one after another, and the young and strong barbarians forcibly held them down, causing the hot animal blood to pour into the strange and mysterious altar circle, and finally converge into the center.

There, a blood cell with a diameter of more than a foot was suspended, continuously absorbing the blood of animals in the blood pool below.

The cattle and sheep that had been drained of their blood had long since lost the strength to struggle, and their bodies were thin, and they were immediately pushed down the mountain stream, and the barbarians did not care about the rations they relied on for the winter.

There were also some fanatical barbarians, who slashed their wrists with bone knives and mixed their own blood into it, as if it was a great honor to worship the blood god with their own blood.

It wasn't until the sudden sword light reached a hundred zhang that the barbarians on the periphery of the altar took out their weapons and rushed to the edge of the stone platform, provoking the warlocks who flew over, and they did not allow anyone to disturb this carefully prepared sacrifice.

But the barbarians in the altar still dragged the cattle and sheep unhurriedly, cutting their throats and bleeding, as if they had not seen any uninvited guests at all.

"What a demon!

With blood as a sacrifice, Wan Li judged that the other party was an evil demon at the first time, and all serious martial arts skills were not cultivated with blood.

Cultivating with animal blood today, not cultivating with human blood tomorrow, needing hundreds of cattle and sheep today, and not killing hundreds of human lives at once in the future, first mortals, and then warlocks, who dares to guarantee that this evil and weird trick is not such a process.

The chant of spells resounded in the sky, and from the moment they rushed out of the snow castle, the warlocks of the three patrols had already prepared offensive spells.

A blade of wind swept across the edge of the suspended stone platform, stumps and heads flew wildly, blood and snow were the same color, and in the blink of an eye, the barbarians were dismantled and a large number died.

How could the barbarians with some brute strength be the opponent of the patrol, any warlock had the ability to slaughter the entire Watta tribe.

Many sword lights rushed up to the stone platform almost unhindered, and rushed straight to the ice and snow altar.

In the center of the altar, a puff of blood mist exploded in a loud bang, covering a radius of more than ten zhang, and even those barbarians were suddenly dyed into blood, but they were immediately two feet taller, and the muscles all over their bodies were swollen, becoming more and more angular, and in the roaring sound, their bodies swelled several times, looking like little giants.

The size of the blood ball suddenly shrank by a foot.

"Sure enough, it's an evil law!

"Bombard them with spells!"

"Don't spare your hands!"

The leaders of the three patrols did not take the changes of these barbarians lightly, but reminded them one after another.

"Roar! Protect the Blood God! Kill!"

The closer the barbarians got to the altar, the younger and stronger they became, their body shape changed the most drastically, and even blood-colored armor appeared on their bodies, and the rough weapons in their hands were also wrapped in blood, becoming more hideous and sharp.

"Xiao Hao, come to me, don't use your secret method casually!"

The two sides are about to meet each other, and Zhirong cares about Li Xiaobai the most, and she is afraid that there will be another scene of the real people in Shenxiao Palace that day.

Although I don't know what kind of secret method this little devil used, the consequences must be very serious.

The sequelae of this "secret method" are indeed very serious, if you can't kill the enemy, you will be slaughtered by others, but Li Xiaobai did not give up the cultivation of art and martial arts, and made up for this shortcoming.

"Senior sister, don't worry!"

Li Xiaobai was still his ordinary Jingshuang Sect-style flying sword, mixed with the disciples of the other sects, pretending to charge along with him.

He gestured to the golden-eyed six-eared macaque beside him.

"Follow Senior Sister, don't run around!"

"Xiao Yan, don't run around with you!"

Zhi Rong was so angry that she gritted her silver teeth, so she had to follow Li Xiaobai's side, holding the aura shield, and using her flying sword to shoot into the middle of those barbarians.

The barbarians who have been blessed with blood have become extremely difficult to deal with, not only have their strength become extremely strong, but their movements are also extremely agile, and the defense of their bodies is even more unimaginable, and the spells of the God Refining Realm are like tickling on their bodies, and only the spells of the three Condensing Realm leaders can really kill them.

The blood-wrapped weapons are not inferior to the magic weapons in the slightest, and whenever the flying sword strikes, it is often easily knocked away.

Instead of being cut off by the destruction as the disciples of the various sects believed, you must know that the sharpness of the flying sword is even higher than the divine weapons used by mortals, and the materials for refining alone are unusual.

"Ahh

A warlock was slashed across the waist by a massive blood-colored scimitar, and in a scream, his upper and lower bodies were immediately separated.

Although those barbarians with red eyes, blood armor on their bodies, and blood soldiers in their hands can't release spells, once they get close, they tend to make the warlocks of the patrol scramble, even if it is an aura shield, they can't withstand the continuous heavy blows of these barbarians.

This warlock who was brutally beheaded was killed on the spot because the aura shield was frantically slashed by three barbarians, and he couldn't hold it for a while, so he was killed on the spot.

The upper and lower bodies were separated, and they did not die on the spot, and the desperate cries stimulated everyone's nerves, and many people had a strange feeling of empathy in their hearts, and the raid did not go as smoothly as expected.

Not long after officially encountering these barbarians who were blessed by evil magic, there were casualties, which was completely unexpected by everyone.

There are already quite a few warlocks in the three patrols, but the number of blessed barbarians is even greater, and often two or three barbarians besiege one warlock.

The disciples of the various sects who thought they could be stable were clumsy for a while.

Realizing that they would fall into irreparable danger like scattered sand, Wan Li released a lightning lock that convulsed a barbarian's electric body, and then summoned dozens of ice spears to insert it into a porcupine, and immediately said loudly: "Move closer to me!

The warlocks of the same team immediately gathered towards him, and the other two patrols also reacted one after another, moving closer to their own captains.

"Zhirong, come here!"

The captain of another patrol of Shuchuan Dao, Star Luo Sect Condensing Fetal Realm Warlock Yu Zhen, urged Zhi Rong, who was standing with Li Xiaobai, it was obvious that she really cared about this junior sister of the Silent Frost Sect.

Li Xiaobai held the Yuanyang Sword in his hand, and a sharp sword aura swung out, as if cutting paper, cutting a blood-colored barbarian into two.

When the blood blessing evil art that the flying sword and spells are difficult to deal with encounter the martial arts sword qi, it is as if it has met a nemesis, and it suddenly becomes vulnerable like paper paste.

"Zhirong, follow your junior brother!

Seeing this scene, Yuzhen changed her words again.

There were more than a dozen blood-colored barbarians between the two sides, and it was safer to stay by her junior brother who also cultivated martial arts than to let Zhi Rong risk rushing over.

As soon as the Canglang Sword came out, the sword qi crisscrossed and staggered, agitating endlessly.

With the blessing of the martial arts true qi of the marrow washing realm, when Zheng Xia, who passed on to Li Xiaobai's "Canglang Sword" that day, the power was several percent greater.

Li Xiaobai's heart moved, and the true qi operation of the Canglang Sword appeared on the twenty-eight lotus petals of the outermost part of the Chaos Blue Lotus, and for a while, although the true qi of the martial arts did not improve in quality, it seemed to be endless in terms of quantity, allowing him to squander the fierce sword qi wantonly, and several blood-colored barbarians who surrounded him were dismantled on the spot, and the surrounding body was suddenly cleared.

"Xiao Xiao, well done!"

When Zhirong saw this scene, she immediately slapped her palms and said quickly.

The barbarians, who had a lot of difficulty dealing with the senior brothers, didn't expect this little devil to be able to chop melons and vegetables in a row.

11111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111