On the altar of the Blood Lan Division, an ancestral spirit totem pole that seemed to be coated with the thickest blood plasma stood tall in the center of the altar.

However, this was not the reason why Jiang Cheng and Zhou Shu were so shocked, it was the reason why they were so shocked - it was the blood Lan tribesmen who were busy on the altar in blood-colored robes.

There were not many people in blood-colored robes, about eighteen.

These men carried thick-backed knives of the uniform standard, and they kept going back and forth between the altar and the ground.

Under the altar knelt a group of bound men, women, and children, and those of the Blood Lan tribe wearing blood-colored sacrificial robes rushed into the group of captives like wolves and tigers, and slipped one of them up with a hand, and rushed to the altar with lightning speed.

With the knife in his hand, he decapitated a captive very cleanly, and the huge head rolled around the ancestral spirit totem pole at will.

However, the other half of the corpses of those captives spraying bloody arrows were held in the hands of those blood-clothed sacrifices, so that the blood in the neck cavity of those captives' corpses sprayed towards the blood Lanbu ancestral spirit totem pole in the center of the sacrifice.

It's also weird to say, when the blood of those captives spurted onto the ancestral spirit totem pole of the Blood Lan Division, the blood on the ancestral spirit totem pole flashed, and the massive amount of blood disappeared out of thin air.

Not only that, when the blood spurt in the neck cavity of those corpses gradually decreased, the blood-colored spiritual power would rise around the bodies of those bloody sacrificial sacrifices, causing the blood in those corpses to spurt out like a fountain again.

It wasn't until the blood in those corpses was spurted that the blood-clothed priests would casually throw the corpses under the altar, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed into the group of captives. Regardless of the earth-shattering screams of the captives, they casually picked up one of them, repeating the previous procedure.

It was this cruel and strange scene that made Lian Jiangcheng stunned. Zhou Shu was almost scared and screamed.

After the shock, Jiang Cheng's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

He now somewhat understood what the old Linggong Lehai said - if he didn't really see the people of the Blood Lan tribe, he couldn't appreciate the cruelty and cruelty of this tribe.

As far as Jiang Cheng knew, most of the tribes' offerings to the ancestral spirits were melons, fruits, livestock, or wild beasts and monsters in the mountains and forests.

This kind of tribe that sacrifices living people, Jiang Cheng has seen it for the first time.

Jiang Cheng roughly counted the clansmen who were kneeling there under the care of the Blood Lan tribesmen, about a thousand, in other words. Every sacrifice. They were to kill nearly a thousand people.

"They have always been like this?" Jiang Cheng asked, staring at the busy figures of the blood-clothed sacrifices. "Every time you awaken the so-called evil spirits, it costs nearly a thousand lives?"

Surprisingly, Le Hai shook his head. "Awakening evil spirits cost nearly a thousand lives, far more than that.

Awaken the little evil spirits of their blood tribe, their sacrificial ritual will be held for five days in a row, and each time, they will cut off the heads of a thousand people, in other words, a sacrifice, they will have to sacrifice at least five thousand people's lives with blood. ”

"Five thousand?" Jiang Cheng was shocked.

"This is still small, the last time in order to deal with the expeditionary army, they awakened the great evil spirit. The ritual was held for six consecutive days, and every day at least 6,000 people's heads were sacrificed.

In six days, it was 36,000 people, and even some of the tribesmen on the edge of my Qinglan tribe were captured by them as sacrifices because they did not evacuate in time. ”

"Killed 36,000 people to awaken evil spirits?" Zhou Shu, who woke up from that cruel scene, turned a little pale.

"It's much more than that. ”

Le Tu's eyes showed hatred that was difficult to hide, "In addition to awakening the evil spirits of their tribe, the Blood Lan tribe has to kill living people for sacrifice, and even their annual tribe's normal sacrifice ancestor spirit totem pole has to kill living people to sacrifice." ”

Jiang Cheng's current mood can no longer be described in words.

If Zhou Shu and Le Tu were shocked and frightened by this way of sacrificing people, then Jiang Cheng was almost an intolerable attitude.

As a nobleman of the Biyuan Kingdom, Zhou Shu regarded the lives of those low-level civilians and slaves as if they were mustard, and this scene only made them feel shocked and cruel.

But for Jiang Cheng, who comes from modern times and has always accepted the education of equality and respect for life, it is an unspeakable anger.

Anger is anger, but Jiang Cheng still has some reason after all.

"How can you destroy their sacrificial rituals, and rescue these dying people in front of you first?" Jiang Cheng asked in a cold voice.

He didn't know how terrifying the evil spirit that could lay down the victory in the mouth of the old spirit Gongle Haikou was, and the only thing Jiang Cheng could do now was to think of destroying this ritual and help the Qinglan tribe survive this war for the ancestral land first, and then talk about the rest.

In the face of Jiang Cheng's inquiry, Le Tu shook his head firmly, "These people, as long as they are caught around the altar, once their sacrifice begins, they can only become sacrifices, and we can't save them!"

"Why?" Jiang Cheng's gaze was still fixed on those busy Inarabe blood-clothed sacrifices. The struggles of those captives before they died and the bloody sacrifices without any affection, as if they were chopping melons and vegetables, made Jiang Cheng feel an inexplicable anger.

"Around the Ancestral Spirit Totem Altar of the Blood Lan Tribe, once their sacrificial ceremony begins, except for their Blood Cloth Sacrifice and the Soul Opening Realm's Storage, any other soul martial artists below the Soul Opening Realm, once they get within a hundred meters of their Blood Lan Clan's Ancestral Spirit Totem Pole, they will be dizzy and dizzy, and they will be invaded by the bloody aura there. ”

"You mean, as long as we rush within a hundred meters of their altar, we will be sent to death?" Jiang Cheng's brows furrowed.

"That's right, especially when the blood sacrifice is held. Letu said.

Jiang Cheng, who heard the words, was a little silent, and it was really an indescribable pain to watch such a similar person being slaughtered like a bull's head.

"Therefore, the only way we can disrupt their ritual of awakening the little evil spirits through the blood sacrifice is to leave them without sacrifices - to rescue the remaining captives. Letu said.

"How?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Find out where they are holding their captives, kill the guards at night, and rescue the captives without sacrifices. Letu said.

"Then they won't arrest them again?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Hearing this, Le Tu laughed miserably, "The other tribes within hundreds of miles of the surrounding area have almost been killed by the Blood Lan Tribes over the years. Even if they didn't kill all of them, they would have moved far away early. The only ones left are a few big tribes with a little bit of strength.

However, before we set out, Ah Gong had already sent several messengers to warn the tribes.

The horrors of the Blood Lan tribe Those tribes know better than us, and I believe that those tribes have now begun to migrate overnight, unless they want to become sacrifices of the blood sacrifice of the Blood Lan tribe. ”

"Okay, just do as you say. ”

In the lonely night of the mountain forest, it was dark and lonely, and the desperate cries, screams, and begging voices of the captives from a distance were mixed with the wet mountain wind, which was extraordinarily infiltrating.

The fire of crackling pine grease loomed in the depression of the mountain forest, making the mountain forest in the dark night more and more shadowy, and it was not real to see.

"Jiang Danzun, it's almost time, right?" Le Tu, who was on the same tree as Jiang Chengyin, was a little anxious, seeing that the sky was about to dawn, Jiang Cheng had no intention of acting.

It took nearly an hour for the warriors of the Qinglan tribe to quietly find the place where the blood Lan tribe held the prisoners in a mountain forest depression.

However, now that it is almost dawn, Jiang Cheng has not yet allowed to do it, let alone Letu, and even Zhou Shu is a little anxious.

"Wait, such an important place, the important place where the blood sacrifice sacrifices of the Blood Lan Tribe, is the key to the life and death of the entire Blood Lan Tribe, and now we can only find more than a hundred guards, don't you think it's strange?

Besides, we didn't find a single secret post on the periphery of the place where their blood sacrifices were kept, do you think it's normal?"

It is precisely because of these two doubts that Jiang Chengcai has been delayed until now and has not moved.

Jiang Cheng always had a feeling of unease.

"It's a little abnormal, but," Le Tu looked embarrassed, "but there is not much time left for us, we don't have a choice, one day later, the preparation of the Blood Lan Department will be full for one day"

"According to the previous information, the Blood Lan Department already knows that your Qing Lan Department is aware of their actions to capture the captives, so it is very likely that you will take action against their blood sacrifice offerings, so it is normal to lay a trap here.

I think there is a conspiracy, they are 100% conspiracy. ”

When encountering this kind of big event, the kind of Zhou Shu with the state of a little daughter disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by the shrewd and powerful little grandfather of the Guogong Mansion.

"If there is a conspiracy, you have to do it!" Le Tu looked at Jiang Cheng very resolutely.

"Wait another quarter of an hour, when the sky is bright, and then launch a sneak attack. Jiang Cheng looked at the mountains and forests that they couldn't see clearly with their eyesight and said.

Without waiting for Le Tu to object, Jiang Cheng said again: "When the sky is bright, it should be the time when these guards who have been guarding all night are the most lax."

A quarter of an hour has passed in the blink of an eye.

As Jiang Cheng nodded, Le Tu waved his hand, and nearly a hundred warriors from the Qinglan Department began to act simultaneously from all directions, like agile cheetahs rushing towards the mountains and forests.

The sound of arrows tearing through the air rang out, and it was the warriors of the Qinglan tribe who were good at archery shooting the faint blood Lan guards in the opposite firelight.

The precise archery skills they practiced in the mountains and forests caused them to shoot sharp arrows into the figures behind the fire.

But the strange thing is that the sound of arrows hitting the flesh and the screams of arrows in the guards of the Blood Lan tribe did not sound as usual.

When Jiang Cheng and Le Tu's faces changed, the Qinglan warriors who were rushing towards the firelight, without engaging anyone, made heart-rending and miserable hisses.

ps：

People in the field, just arrived at the hotel to find the wireless network, please forgive me, brothers!