Chapter 222: Sacrifice to the Spirit

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In an instant, Liu Ming and Long Ling were surrounded, and as long as he moved, spears and stone arrows would pierce through the air, and several barbarians on the ground would also subdue him.

I don't know how strong the strength of these barbarians is, and Liu Ming can't sense it at all.

But the power of the spear and the stone arrow, he felt it himself, and knew how powerful it was.

For a while, Liu Ming had a difficult choice.

Whether to risk the danger to break through, or to follow them into the tribe.

"Our Red Stingray Tribe has no malicious intentions, as long as we meet with the Great Elder and confirm it. The leading barbarian said.

"What if she has something to do with your sacrificial spirits?" Liu Ming asked.

"You don't have to worry, if she has something to do with the spirits, then we will never hurt her. If not, you can leave. The leading barbarian then said, "My name is Aodong, what do you two call me?"

"Liu Ming, her name is Long Ling. ā€

"Let's meet!" said Aodong.

Liu Ming hesitated for a long time before agreeing.

After Liu Ming agreed, the barbarians who held spears and bows and arrows put down their weapons, while the few people who were still eyeing them just now put away their figures.

Aodong walked in front and led Liu Ming to the interior of the tribe.

Along the way, there were stone houses, which were similar to the ones he had lived in the Heavenly Star Academy, low and simple.

It was a primitive tribe that wore animal skins and lived in stone houses.

In the center of the tribe, there is a pillar of fire that rushes to the sky, and the warm light is like a round of sun, shining on the tribe and raining down brilliance.

Next to the pillar of fire, a stone house was also built.

The stone house was taller than anything I'd seen before, with three floors.

At the door of the stone house, there were two hideous-looking guards, stout, holding stone spears, and their aura was formidable.

"As soon as I reported the trouble, I said that I had brought in two foreigners, which might have something to do with the sacrifice of spirits. Aodong said to one of them.

After the man heard this, he answered, did not dare to slack off, and went in to report.

That's a big deal about the sacrifice to the spirits!

In recent years, the power of the sacrifice has been declining, causing the fire of the tribe to gradually weaken.

The scorching sun that originally enveloped the entire tribe can now only cover two-thirds of the tribe, and if this continues, the fire will be extinguished, and the sacrificial spirits will lose the ability to protect them.

At that time, it was the time when the Red Sray tribe was wiped out.

Soon, the guard who reported came out, "Great Elder please!"

Ao Dong didn't say much, and led Liu Ming into it.

A council hall was set up in the stone house, and a long table was arranged, and in the middle of the table sat an old man with a scan yellow face and gray hair.

Of course, even if the old man looks like he is in his prime, his figure is still much taller than Liu Ming.

This is characteristic of the barbarians, with a rough face and a tall build.

"Please be seated, guest!" the old man smiled slightly, pointed to the seat opposite, and introduced himself: "My name is Tuze, and I am the great elder of the tribe, I don't know what the two guests call me?"

Liu Ming reported the names of himself and Long Ling again, and then pulled out the chair and sat down. At the same time, Long Ling also got off Liu Ming's back and sat on the side with a wrinkled face.

"Great Elder Tuze, we don't know any sacrificial spirits, but we just strayed into the canyon, and my companions were captured by you as prey to the tribe, so I came here. Liu Ming explained.

Here, the spiritual power did not work at all, and Long Ling's sensing ability was also completely suppressed and could not be used.

Now Liu Ming just wants to get out of here as soon as possible, and he doesn't want to be in danger.

Yes, in his opinion, this tribe of red rays is a dangerous place.

At any moment, these barbarians will pick up their spears, draw their bows and arrows, and shoot them into a hornet's nest.

Even if Liu Ming thought that his strength was not weak, he could not fight against the entire tribe.

What's more, from beginning to end, Liu Ming never understood the strength of these people.

Perhaps, the cultivation system of these barbarians is different from theirs, and they have not generated spiritual power.

This caused Liu Ming to be unable to view.

Think about it, a tribe under the Grand Canyon that doesn't see the light of day, does it have any cultivation techniques, martial arts or something?

"Guest, don't worry, we have no ill intentions. Tu Ze said slowly: "I heard that this little friend has the ability to change and can turn into an ironwood body, I don't know if he can transform into his true appearance, let me see?"

Although the Great Elder had an inquiring tone, Liu Ming could hear that there was no doubt about it.

What the hell is this strange tribe doing!

Liu Ming couldn't think of a clue, but he simply turned his head to Long Ling and said, "Let's turn into their true appearance, let them see." ā€

"Long Ling's true appearance is like this, but they want to see the brute bones, so let them be optimistic. After Long Ling finished speaking, he turned into a brute puppet again.

The pitch-black skeleton, without the slightest light shining, sat there quietly with its petite body, making Tu Ze stunned.

This material is clearly ironwood, the same ironwood body as the sacrificial spirit.

However, further confirmation is needed.

Tu Ze took out a branch that looked like a tree from his arms, walked up to Long Ling, and said, "This is the branch on the sacrificial spirit, can I compare it?"

"Yes. Liu Ming grabbed his brute hand and put it on the table.

At the same time, he also fixed his eyes on the branch that Tuze had taken out, and after a glance, he froze.

The branch on the body of the so-called sacrificial spirit held by Tuze in his hand is clearly a piece of Sumeru meteorite.

At the same time, Tuze also let out an exclamation, looking excited.

"This is the ironwood, the same ironwood as the sacrificial spirits. Tuze said excitedly with the sacrificial branch in his hand.

Liu Ming protected Long Ling and said calmly: "What are you going to do?"

This Sumeru meteorite is extremely precious, and these people obviously know this kind of thing, just look at the Sumeru meteorite in the hands of this great elder.

Liu Ming was really worried that they would get rich and have bad intentions.

Hmph! If they dare to come by force, they will detonate the thunder that Huo Xuan'er gave themselves and blow up this broken tribe.

"I want to ask you to heal the spirits!" said Tuze sincerely.

When Liu Ming heard this, he shook his head and said, "We are not doctors, we don't know how to treat medicine, and we can't treat diseases." ā€

"You can't heal, but this little friend can. She has the same aura as our sacrifice spirits, and there will be a way. ā€

Tu Ze pointed to Long Ling, who had returned to the appearance of a little girl, and said with a blank eye.

"I said, we're not going to heal. Liu Ming pulled Long Ling up and stood up.

Aodong Huoran blocked the door and didn't say a word.