The three of Puyun Daoguan went to the territory of the Yi tribe thousands of miles away.

One of the primitive tribes of Dizhou, called the Qiangdu people.

Both men and women wear short animal skin skirts, bird feather headdresses, and multicolored painted faces, with the men's upper body bare, and the women's short placket covering their chests, revealing the bronzed skin of the waist and abdomen.

In the dense forest, a field of several acres in size, Qiankun Kanli and other eight directions each stand a black pillar stone, carving tigers, pythons, dragons, elephants, and eight beasts.

In the center of the venue, the three-legged amphora black gold tripod is nine feet high, and the green smoke rises slowly.

When Xue Tong saw this, his heart was shocked.

The body is densely covered with spiritual patterns, and there are several complex French characters side by side, and Xue Tong has seen the same arrangement on the Lingbao Blood Whip.

"Baoding is of very high quality!" Xue Tong said secretly.

He didn't have a chance to test it, otherwise he could roughly judge it from the reaction of the magic weapon and the texture of the luminous light on the surface of the magic weapon.

"Such a wonderful treasure, the Qiang people are not afraid of being robbed," Xue Tong asked Sun Bocheng.

"There are a lot of Baoding famous halls, and non-Qiang people can't start it."

Treasures are connected to bloodlines!

Xue Tong had only seen a brief description in the canon, and today was the first time he had seen the real thing.

"What kind of god idol does the Qiang people summon," Xue Tong asked again.

"Snake God!"

"In the eyes of the Qiang people, the snake god is the master of the dense forest."

Sun Bocheng couldn't hide his nervous expression, "In the last ten Dharma events, six times have failed, and three times have ended hastily, only nine years ago it really succeeded!"

"What happens if the idol gets out of control," Xue Tong asked.

"What else can you do if you riot and kill people!"

In the outer circle of the sacrificial venue, on the three-foot stone wall, there are seven grandmasters invited by Qiang Du sitting scattered.

Pu Yun's deputy master, the middle stage of the grandmaster, is just qualified.

A group of Qiangduk people who came from the entrance.

Tuhar, the former big leader, has completely covered his face with oil paint, only two eagle-like eyes, transparent light, brown and black skin and blue muscles, and the aura of the grandmaster is unique in the field.

Tuhar led the team around Baoding.

Everyone bit their fingers and chanted indistinct incantations in their mouths, smearing blood on their bodies.

Sixty-seven people, the minimum cultivation is the day after tomorrow.

The Qiang people formed three circles, and only the big leader meditated, in the direction of the south of the sacrifice.

The three circles of people circle in the left and right directions and recite the mantra.

It seems to be singing, crying, and complaining, bringing the sacrificial scene, and the feeling of ancient mystery is getting stronger and stronger.

The sacrificial tripod lit up slightly.

The spell in the mouth of the great leader immediately became rapid and compact.

The concentration of green smoke continued to thicken, and large strands gushed out.

Xue Tong kept his eyes open, for fear of missing any details, but Sun Bocheng was not surprised, squinting his eyes to recuperate.

The situation on the field became more and more serious, the three circles of people spun around rapidly, the figures were connected, each person chanted a different spell, and the messy and noisy chanting of the spell could not be heard at all.

"Bang!"

The sacrificial tripod burst out, and the green smoke sprayed straight out of ten feet.

The eight-sided stone pillars lit up, smoke billowed and emerald runes flickered and jumped.

The Qiang people stopped circling, knelt on the ground, and bowed continuously.

The simple and solemn atmosphere spread in an instant.

Above the Dingkou, thick smoke slowly condensed.

The Colossus of the Serpent God!

The head of a half-human snake has a dark green snake body, and the tail is divided into three forks, like an anchor.

The body of the snake is ten feet high, slowly twisting, with the face of a poisonous snake, with a three-point human shape.

With a crown on his head, soft and slender hands, he holds a black sword on his left and a blood fork on his right, his eyes are as bright as pillars, and his majesty cannot be looked at directly.

"The Dharma is Done"

Xue Tong was wondering to himself, and an extremely thick aura of heaven and earth had already spread.

Mist-like aura poured out from the snake god's body, rushing in all directions.

Almost liquid heaven and earth aura!

Even more refined and purer than the best spirit stones.

All of them have open pores and suck greedily.

"The statue of the god has such benefits, a cup of tea, absorbing aura, enough to last two years on weekdays!"

Xue Tong opened the martial true scripture, and the aura was like a flood that broke the embankment, rushing towards the meridian Fahai.

……

The colossus of the snake god is gradually thinning.

"Ju~"

Tuhar commanded.

The Qiang people reinstate the spell.

No longer anxious and short, but slow and long.

"How, there's a second wave"

Xue Tong was overjoyed, with the help of the spiritual power of the snake god, he had refined the six true scripture formulas, which was comparable to half a year's hard work.

Xue Tong glanced at Sun Bocheng.

Sun Bocheng was not happy, and was quite stunned.

"Why, it's not the second wave of scenes that Sun Bocheng has never seen," Xue Tongxin said.

"Boom!"

The snake god suddenly swelled by two feet, and the thin form slowly thickened.

"Looks good, the idol has been upgraded."

Less.

Tuhar's incantation began to tremble, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

The sacrificial ding shook slightly, and the amplitude continued to increase.

The eyes of the snake god, the majestic weather is not there, and the fierce light is prosperous!

"It's over!"

Sun Bocheng's eyes were full of horror, and Xue Tong and the others all stood up.

Xue Tong put on the brute god fist.

"Poof!"

Blood spurted from Tuhar's mouth.

"Bang, bang..."

The chests of several Qiang people exploded, and Baoding spewed out a pillar of blood!

"Run!" Tuhar shouted hysterically.

The snake god roared, brazenly attacked!

With a staggered swing of the forked sword, two rays of black and red light swept towards the Qiangdu people who fled in all directions.

Tuhar's iron fork was the first to strike.

The five grandmasters of the Qiang Du clan shot almost at the same time.

Sun Bocheng and others also slashed without hesitation. In the final analysis, they have seen a lot of such scenes, and they already know when they should take action.

Xue Tong's fist shadow merged into the torrent of counterattack.

"Boom!"

Xue Tong stepped back, and his arm was unconscious for a short time.

Everyone else flew out and rolled several times in a row.

The low-level Qiangdu, who fled slowly, were torn to pieces in the turbulence of the huge explosion.

Except for Xue Tong and Tuhar, everyone had an expression of horror and incredulity!

The power of the snake god is far from being comparable to that of three years ago.

With the same attack three years ago, the Colossus of the Serpent God immediately staggered, barely holding out for two rounds.

The snake god forked the sword and swung out again.

Xue Tongtian's sad fist shadow is like a mountain, the azure ink annihilates the two sword lights, and the blue and black horses practice a roll.

The fist power was increased by seventy, but the sword formation was greatly retained.

In front of so many outsiders, there is always a need to hide strength.

Xue Tong predicted that everyone would strengthen their attacks and take down the snake god.

Beyond Tuhar's iron fork, the double axe slashed; Sun Bocheng's blade was shining, and the silver spear hidden in his sleeve shot out like an arrow.

Or increase the magic weapon, or cast a spell.

Thirteen people have double their ATK.

The shadow of the snake god suddenly disappeared in an instant.

The next moment it recombined and appeared in front of the weakest Pu Yun Deputy Viewer.

Open the pitch-black jaw, blasting lightning.

The desperate face of the vice-spectator was drowned in the electric light.

"Bang!"

Blood and flesh splattered.

After this killing, everyone knows that the situation is critical!

Far away from the farthest Ziming Viewer, the figure flickered and flew into the forest.

The snake god's long arm swung out, and the blood-light treasure fork was like lightning, and it sank into the depths of the dense forest.

There was a faint scream.

The Qiang Du people, all of them are like ashes.

When Tuhar saw the snake god fork out of his hand, he took the lead in flying and shouted frantically: "Kill him!"

The forks and axes came out together, crushing the five talismans in one go.

Xue Tong's Nine Palace Sword Cloud blasted out with all his might!

The rest of the tricks are unleashed, and the attack range is greatly expanded, completely covering the colossus of the snake god!

In the middle of the territory of the Qiang Du tribe, a huge explosion sounded five hundred miles away!

The shadow of the colossus disappeared, and the sacrificial ground was surrounded by a hundred zhang square, and the big trees were uprooted, and the earth was scorched.

Only eight stone pillars stood tall, and the black gold treasure was slowly shrinking.

Xue Tong wiped the cigarette ash from his face and put away the magic weapon.

"What's the matter," Sun Bocheng asked angrily.

He and Ziming didn't have many sad expressions.

The people of the Taoist Temple are just cultivating in groups, and their feelings are mediocre, and the deputy master of Ziming is even a little happy in his heart, he is about to ascend to the throne of the master of the temple, and the property of the original master of the temple only needs to be divided into half to the other people of the Ziming Temple.

Tuhar shuddered for a while and said, "Today is a big disaster, fortunately it has not reached the level of being out of control. ”

"The ritual summons the image of the gods, which is divided into three levels: primary, true, and final, with four levels each."

"Today's ritual is very smooth, the shadow of the primary snake god appeared, and he was greedy for a certain time, and activated the second-order spell."

"The second-order god statue has not been completed for a hundred years, and once it succeeds, the concentration of aura will be doubled, making up for the deficit of the Qiang Du clan for many years."

"Unexpectedly, the idol is out of control, the two Taoist friends have fallen, and the clan has also lost more than ten warriors!" Tuhar said miserably.

Sun Bocheng cursed a few people.

"This is your hard work, the Qiang Du people need to recuperate twice, practice the spell, and try again in nine years."

Tuhar motioned for his people to hold the spirit stone.

It stands to reason that Xue Tong and the others have been blessed with spiritual energy, and they don't need to pay for their hard work, but Tuhar is disheartened, and every million spirit stones feel pain.

"Have your clan ever summoned a true-level god idol," Xue Tong asked.

He was extremely curious about Baoding, a short period of kung fu, the cultivation effect was comparable, if the true level snake god, one summon, wouldn't it be able to withstand the miraculous effect of thirty or fifty years

"In the history of our clan, more than 5,000 years ago, a statue of a god-level god was summoned."

"What is the form of the ultimate snake god?"

"Three heads and six arms, standing up to the sky and the earth!" Tuhar said proudly.

"What a good baby of the Qiang Du tribe!" Xue Tong sighed.

"Well, the great immortal who cast the god tripod is the ancestor of his own clan 100,000 years ago, and he is deliberately set up to be connected to the bloodline of our clan, plus dozens of people chanting incantations."

"This is the protection from being snatched away!"

"It is rumored that 10,000 years ago, there was a villain who won the crown, but because he couldn't start it, and he was cursed, he had to send it back."

After Tuhar finished speaking, the words changed, "The Taoist chief is the guarantor of Sun Guan, the new one, the suitable Jiugong Jianyun, the old man is impressed." ”

Tuhar cultivated the deepest, and could best appreciate the huge sword power of the sword cloud.

"Where, where, the defeat of the idol mainly depends on the power of the Qiang Du tribe."

Xue Tong didn't ask any more, don't make the treasure of the Qiang Du clan look like he thinks about it.

"Nine years later, Xue still wants to come to the light, worship the snake god, and be blessed by it." Xue Tong said.

"It's good that the Taoist is willing to come!" Tuhar said.

As he spoke, Baoding returned to its original shape, shrunk to the size of a few feet, and estimated the proportion of rise and contraction, at least it was also a treasure of the five grades of the prefecture!

In Xue Tong's heart, there was an indescribable feeling that there were more secrets hidden in the treasure tripod of the Qiang Du clan and the mysterious summoning magic.

……

Before Xue Tong left, he said about the disappearance of Qinghao Sword and Li Mu, promised Lingshi, and asked everyone for help.

Tuhar, the monks of Zimingguan and Fuyangguan all promised to pay attention to inquire and help.