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In the wilderness, whether or not you can have the bloodline of the war soul almost determines a person's future cultivation achievements, but how many people in the wilderness can successfully summon the war spirit?

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At the foot of the majestic holy mountain of the Heavenly Demon Tribe, the quaint and mottled sacrificial tower resembles a hundred-zhang giant of the aging dragon bell, slowly emitting demonic energy from the moonlight.

The feet of the "giants" were crowded with people, and dozens of circles of teams were formed in front of piles of bonfires. Countless men and women dressed in colorful animal skin clothes and wore cold monster bone strings around their necks, singing and dancing enthusiastically around the pagoda.

In the shout of "ho ho", the annual Heavenly Demon Festival of the Heavenly Demon Tribe is about to enter the most critical battle spirit summoning ceremony......

Zhou Lu stood in the thirty-third barbarian statue grotto of the sacrificial tower, looking down at the countless boiling clansmen under the tower, and for the first time in his life, he felt that kind of unspeakable excitement, and the weak and unspeakable true qi in his body also rose rapidly in the excitement.

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Every year, under the strict review of the elders of the Elder Pavilion, the Heavenly Demon Tribe selects thirty-six elite teenagers with excellent talents, strength, temperament, and talents to enter the sacrificial tower, sacrifice with beast blood, and summon the souls of demon beasts wandering between heaven and earth to enter the body of the sacrificer, and merge with their bloodline, which is called the soul of the fusion battle.

Once the fusion is successful, the sacrifice can have the combat talent and cultivation bloodline that the war spirit possessed before its death, so that the cultivation growth can be faster.

Zhou Lu is the grandson of Huerle, the leader of the Thirty-Seven Hunting Grounds.

The Heavenly Demon Tribe has a total of forty-five hunting grounds, one hunting ground is in charge of thousands of people, the hunting ground is almost the size of a small tribe in the wasteland, and the leader of Huerle is comparable to the patriarch of a small tribe.

Zhou Lu's talent and strength are acceptable, but he is by no means outstanding. Before the Heavenly Demon Festival this year, Huerle used his status and influence to pour out most of his family wealth, and he also used countless connections to finally find a valuable sacrifice place for Zhou Lu.

Zhou Lu knew that this opportunity to sacrifice was not easy to obtain, and he stood in the sacrificial grotto and inhaled hard to suppress the anxiety in his heart. Zhou Lu knew very well that even if he got the sacrificial quota, it was unknown whether he could summon the war spirit. Zhou Lu still remembered that at last year's sacrifice ceremony, less than half of the more than thirty teenagers summoned the battle spirit.

"Can I summon the Spirit of War today?"

Zhou Lu's heart was very disturbed, and countless distracting thoughts made his heart go up and down.

The concave and sexy beauties under the sacrificial tower danced in joyful shouts, and the long skirts swirled around the bonfire to create a warm and unrestrained atmosphere, and after a while, Zhou Lu's eyes unconsciously wandered, and the thief slipped and focused on the waves that jumped on the breasts of those beauties.

Looking at the clusters of trembling flesh through his clothes, Zhou Lu swallowed his saliva, his deep body became hotter and hotter, and he felt that the low-key and brilliant fine scale soft armor tightened his fat body more and more.

Zhou Lu struggled hard like a zongzi, but it had no effect, so he simply loosened the iron buckle that strangled his stomach, and then he felt that his whole body was loose, and a cold wind blew, and he shivered.

"Huh?

Zhou Lu suddenly woke up, changed his face, didn't dare to look at it anymore, his eyes looked over the group of beauties "shyly" into the distance, in the far clearing, one after another teams of iron horsemen brandished bone spears and fiercely rushed and killed, it was training, those people all took out a desperate momentum, the smoke and dust rose into the sky, and the clansmen in the outer circle applauded enthusiastically.

This is a must-perform program to celebrate the Heavenly Demon Festival every year, in order to embody the spirit of warriors, every hunter on the horse has enough strength to fight, and the cheers of the surrounding clansmen make their blood boil.

With a bang, a hunter was knocked off a galloping horse with a bone spear, and spurted blood from his nose, but the hunter was not discouraged, and ran with a hideous face, grabbed an empty horse and jumped up, adding to the fighting team again.

The cheers of the people were even louder.

Zhou Lu on the altar almost laughed, looking at those "warriors", he suddenly had an extremely funny feeling in his heart.

Zhou Lu doesn't like to fight with people who are better than him.

Zhou Luzhi didn't lack the courage to become a warrior, he just thought that in the absence of any benefit, he was beaten by others and covered in blood and got up and continued to fight, that is not a warrior who is still glorious despite defeat, it is looking for abuse and stupidity. He prefers to fight three hundred rounds with someone weaker than himself, and prefers the thrill of simply ravaging the other party.

However, it is clear that this hobby of his is despised by most "warriors".

What others think, Zhou Lu doesn't care. What to do and what not to do, he has to see if it is good for him.

This sacrifice not only has the opportunity to summon the war spirit, but if the war spirit is successfully summoned, it will also become the "seed hunter" of the tribe and obtain the qualification to enter the Heavenly Demon Elite Pavilion for three years of training.

This time, Zhou Lu surprisingly didn't let his grandfather take a whip to urge, and tied himself up layer by layer with fine scale soft armor very cooperatively, endured the pain of squeezing all the fat together, and happily followed the hunting ground team to the holy mountain, and threw himself into the barbarian grotto of the sacrificial tower.

Staying in the grotto for a while, there are many more opponents who can be ravaged by themselves from now on, and such a good thing is definitely not refused!

But will I summon the war spirit? What will the war spirit I summon look like? Will it be very majestic and domineering......

Zhou Lu stood reverently in the grotto, holding the Blood Luo Crystal tightly with both hands, and his heart was also a little up and down.

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A melodious horn sounded, the grand celebration of the Heavenly Demon Festival was about to come to an end, and the long-awaited ceremony of summoning the war soul was finally about to begin.

The dancing by the bonfire slowly stopped, and the fighting on the school field in the distance also stopped, and the clansmen under the sacrificial tower turned around eagerly towards the star platform.

The most critical ceremony is about to be held, and whether or not you can successfully summon the war spirit is all in the table for a while. Inside the sacrificial tower, thirty-six teenagers, including Zhou Lu, became nervous at the same time, and they all stood standing with their hands on the stone wall of the cave, their eyes reverently casting their eyes on the star platform under the sacrificial tower.

Dozens of elite hunters with strong bows on their shoulders and long knives in their hands rushed to the bottom of the star platform, surrounding the star platform, their eyes were full of cold cold, preventing the momentum of the eager people surging towards the star platform, on the star platform, a lonely and majestic figure slowly walked out.

It was the Great Elder of the tribe who presided over the sacrificial ceremony.

The Great Elder had a gloomy face, three wind wing feathers stuck behind his head, holding a jet-black bone staff, a cloud of light and shadow looming behind him, every time he took a step forward, the light and shadow behind him would be more vigorous, a burst of light swayed, and a snow-white wolf figure condensed out of thin air.

The soft soles of the big wolf's feet stepped on the ground silently, Huo Ran looked sideways at the audience, and the two murderous bloody eyes emitted a chilling murderous aura.

"Oh my God, it's the Snow Wolf Spirit. ”

Under the star platform, the clansmen set off a lot of commotion for a while, and everyone looked at the Great Elder in awe and fanatically.

The snow wolf is almost a psychic demon beast, if it is divided by the cultivation level of human beings, the snow wolf has the strength of the ten layers of the Barbarian Heart Sutra, such a demon beast can completely wash a small tribe with good strength. With the power of the Snow Wolf's Battle Spirit, the Great Elder has great prestige among the huge Heavenly Demon Tribe.

Ouyetu walked to the crowd and stopped, looked at the audience solemnly, and then looked up imperceptibly, and saw the expectant eyes of those young people in the tower wall grotto of the sacrificial tower, Ouyetu nodded secretly, knowing that it was time.

The Great Elder's hands slowly raised, and the sound of a chant was transmitted far away in the night sky:

"The mighty air is open, the chaos is changing, and the demon star of the world of great controversy appears.

Heavenly Demon Festival, let's sacrifice the blood of the beast and summon the war spirit......"

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of wolf oil torches were lit at the same time, illuminating the star platform under the sacrificial tower as bright as day. The Blood Luo Great Array under the sacrificial tower slowly started grinding like a huge grinding disc, and circles of blood-colored light spread along the base of the sacrificial tower to the very top.

The power to summon the battle soul has been opened, and the next step is to require the young people in the grotto of the sacrificial tower to sacrifice the beast blood, and through the rotating power of the Guò Blood Luo Great Array, the beast blood will be sacrificed to the void as a livestock, so as to increase the chance of summoning the soul of the demon beast.

Whether you can successfully summon the war spirit or not is all at this moment.

Inside the sacrificial tower, the thirty-six teenagers did not dare to slack off, roared in unison, and drew out the sharp knives on their waists and ran towards the demon pillar in the cave.

There are their sacrificial beasts prepared.

In order to reflect the sincerity of the sacrifice, these monsters were hunted by the teenagers themselves.

On the demon pillar in Cave No. 33, a fox-like demon beast was firmly tied to it, struggling frantically, and let out a terrible cry. The screams of the dying struggle seem to have a soul-penetrating power, which makes people tremble uncontrollably.

Zhou Lu licked his lips feverishly, pulled out a sharp bull bone horn knife from his leg, and rushed up with a brisk step, the horn knife stabbed straight into the throat of the demon beast, and the horn knife was pulled out, and the blood in the neck cavity of the demon beast was splashed, shooting straight at the blood luo crystal on Zhou Lu's chest, and at the same time spraying his face and body.

The hot blood seemed to make Zhou Lu's body almost burn.

The Blood Luo Crystal, which is stained with the blood of demon beasts, already has the ability to communicate with the souls of demon beasts in the void.

Regardless of the withering demon beast, Zhou Lu carefully snapped the blood locomb into the card slot under the statue, and then sat cross-legged, holding the hot spar firmly with both hands.

On the star platform outside, the Great Elder's hands were raised, and after his five fingers were clenched into fists, he suddenly released them, and a powerful aura suddenly emanated from his body, forming a howling wind towards the sacrificial tower.

The snow wolf howled at the same time.

In the sacrificial tower, the blood luo spars in the thirty-six caves burst into the sky at the same time, and the blood light merged into the barbarian statue, and then rushed straight towards the sky above the sacrificial tower.

Thirty-six blood points converged into the top of the sacrificial tower, and the blood spots became brighter and brighter, forming a huge spatial vortex, and there was a loud rumbling sound like thunder in the vortex, and countless arcs of electric light sneered and swam.

Under the star platform, countless clansmen were silent, and their eyes were frenzied by this miracle-like scene, and even many people prostrate on the ground, worshipping reverently towards the sacrificial tower.

Zhou Lu's face was pale, and his fat body was shaking, and he felt a powerful suction force on the blood luojing in his hand, as if he wanted to pull his life out of the blood luojing.

Zhou Lu knew that this was to use the life force of the sacrificer to attract the war soul in the underworld to come and fuse, and when he thought that he was about to merge into the war soul, his heart thumped with excitement. Looking at the roof of the grotto, his eyes were filled with infinite anticipation and longing.

"What kind of battle spirit will I fuse?"

No one knew that just the night before today, Zhou Lu had dreamed of sacrifice in advance, and he had "seen" the war spirit he had summoned.

It was a very strong and powerful demon beast, and the light and shadow appeared behind Zhou Lu, the size of a small mountain, and the killing intent soared into the sky. With such a demon beast battle spirit, Zhou Lu will grow into such a powerful wasteland warrior.

Zhou Lu was so excited at that time.

If this matter is told to grandpa, grandpa will definitely be pleasantly surprised, thinking that this is a sign of detail, thinking that this is a rare opportunity, but when eating in the morning, Zhou Lu endured it for a long time, and finally he was embarrassed to tell the dream, because he also dreamed in the dream, he lit a fire, roasted the demon beast into fragrant meat, and ate it......

I guess if you tell such a dream, you won't be praised, but you will only be beaten up.

The blood light that burst out from the blood loss crystal enveloped the thirty-six teenagers' bodies, and the blood light swam endlessly within their bodies.

The young man in the grotto all twitched his cheeks, as if he was enduring great pain, and Zhou Lu felt that his bones were about to be broken, and his whole body was almost in a vacuum.

"Damn, it's so uncomfortable, how long will it take to ......"

Zhou Lu wailed in his heart.

The blood was washed away, and the pain was endured, time passed little by little, and the clansmen under the star platform were nervously depressed, no one dared to speak, and fine beads of sweat overflowed on the forehead of the great elder in the distance, and the bone staff he raised seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

Using brute force to activate the huge Blood Luo Great Array and forcibly summon the living soul spirit, such a long sacrifice made this Great Elder extremely difficult.

At this moment, there was a sound of canopy, and a blinding light lit up in a grotto.

I don't know who shouted in surprise under the star platform:

"Look, a war spirit has descended. ”

In the thirteenth grotto, a tall and sturdy young man wearing dark leather armor and an oblique scar on his face, with a look of ecstasy, put away the condensation seal formed by his hands, and his eyes showed a sharp essence.

The young man raised his hands high, his aura soared, and the shadow of an iron-spine bear behind him was revealed murderously.

The iron-spine bear was more than two people tall, and its thick bear paws contained the power to sweep through it, and there was a hint of violence in its red eyes, and it roared up to the sky.

Not far away, the snow wolf beside the Great Elder also howled at the same time.

A bear and a wolf roared out like thousands of troops.

"It's the Iron-Ridged Bear Spirit. ”

"What a powerful fighting spirit. ”

"Another warrior is born!"

There was an uproar under the star platform, and many people cheered and cheered.

The iron-spine bear is known for its domineering brute strength among the demon beasts, and the hunter with the bloodline of the iron-spine bear can not only be as fast as the demon beast in the future, but also make his ** continue to grow stronger in the subtle way, and have the brute strength like a bear.

I don't know who was shouting and shouting, the ranger hunters galloped excitedly on tall horses, and hundreds of men and women sang and danced around the campfire again.

A group of charming girls under the star platform were dressed in bright festive clothes, clenching their small fists hard, and their faces could not hide their surprise.

They came out of the bonfire dance to cheer on the strong men of the wasteland that were about to grow up.

The wasteland worships power, worships fearless blood, and worships a warrior who dares to use his own strength to defeat a powerful warrior for the sake of honor.

That young man can obtain such a powerful fighting spirit, it is conceivable that he will grow into a true hero in the near future.

The short and fat hunter leader under the star platform jumped up excitedly and rushed to the star platform without hesitation.

"Haha, it's my son Ulasu, it's my son Ulasu. ”

The stocky leader of the hunters laughed with his belly in his hands, and the faces of the people of the other tribes on the viewing platform behind him were full of resentment and jealousy.

The battle spirit of the iron-spine bear is quite rare, and it is a kind of mid-to-high-level war spirit. A patriarch of the foreign clan secretly pursed his lips and muttered: Damn, what kind of shit luck did the Heavenly Demon Clan take, so that they had such a strong fighting spirit.