"What are you doing in a daze, don't carry it back to your tribe!"

Looking at these people who were stunned and didn't move at all, Feng Xi scolded them coldly.

For these human races who surrendered to foreign beasts and regarded them as gods, Feng Xi felt sad in his heart, but it was also difficult to have a good face.

Especially looking at their expressions at this time, as if the sky had fallen, they couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in their hearts.

Mortal spirit beasts can still fight against natural enemies in a desperate situation, but the human race that is born with spirits needs to rely on the flesh and blood of the clan to survive.

For their way of survival, Fengxi was angry and sad in his heart, so his tone naturally couldn't get better.

When these people heard this, they trembled, and they all came back to their senses, and then they remembered that the person who killed their god was still here, and secretly glanced at Fengxi with awe and fear on their faces.

Seeing Feng Xi's face cold, their bodies trembled even more, and they walked to the corpse of the giant snake with a snort.

Even if it was just a dead giant snake, the fierceness that rushed to its face and was rooted in the depths of its heart, it didn't dare to get close.

There were even a few who had weak legs and collapsed to the ground.

Feng Xi saw that they didn't dare to make a move, so he took a deep breath, but let out a lament in his heart, these people, in the long-term blood sacrifice, the fear of the so-called "gods", has long lost all blood and courage.

Even if they regarded it as a god, it was just a dead beast after all, and they still didn't dare to get close.

"Daxi!"

A familiar voice sounded in Fengxi's ears, and he saw the blood-covered salty brush aside the grass next to him and limp out.

"I'm coming!"

He pushed the walking dead away, and then walked up to the serpent with firm steps, looking at the dead serpent with a flash of pleasure in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand with all his might, trying to lift the head of the big snake, but with his strength, how could he lift a huge beast.

"Salty!"

Feng Xi's gaze fluctuated, as if he didn't expect Xian to wake up so quickly, you know, at that time, he was the closest person to the giant snake among all people.

Facing the sound attack of a strange beast, even if it was just subconsciously because of the pain, how could he wake up so quickly?

However, after seeing the revenge-like pleasure in the other party's eyes, a trace of relief flashed in Fengxi's eyes.

Although I don't know what happened to Xian, there is a deep hatred in the fear of the giant snake, maybe that's why he woke up so quickly!

With Xian Dang taking the lead, those primitive people finally reacted, as if this child gave them courage.

They trembled and stretched out their hands, slowly lifting the serpent's corpse with difficulty.

Seeing this scene, the originally cold look on Feng Xi's face eased slightly,

"It's not incorrigible!" He thought to himself.

……

In a clearing in front of the mountain wall.

Most of those who were stunned by the serpent's roar were still lying on the ground bleeding from their bodies.

Some of the able-bodied people had already woken up from their slumber, and they were lying limp on their knees in a circle, their faces still stained with blood, and the six gods stared blankly at the people who were surrounded by them.

Surrounded by them was the old man who presided over the sacrifice and the leader of the tribe.

Facing the impact of the big snake's voice, it directly made him almost lose his last life, his eyes widened, and he went straight to the sky, and he couldn't turn around, and he saw that he was almost dying.

"God... God..."

The faint sound of a hairspring, intermittent.

……

At this moment, the sound of messy footsteps broke the dead silence of the tribe, and all the kneeling people subconsciously looked out.

I saw a huge snake head on his head, and more than a dozen clansmen around the leaves behind him were carrying the "god" of the tribe together, and walked towards them with difficulty.

Blood trickled down from several large holes in the snake's body, staining their bodies red.

Every step he took left blood-red footprints on the ground.

The people kneeling beside the leader looked at this scene as if they had been struck by lightning, and they all froze in place, without any sparkle in their eyes.

Feng Xi walked after him, looked at them coldly, and didn't say anything.

Treating a strange beast as a god, the bloody sacrifice for a long time has not only lost its bloodiness, the death of the god, for them, it is also the collapse of faith!

The tribal leader lying on the ground also noticed the movement, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes, but when he struggled to use his last strength to raise his head.

But when he saw the "god" who was carried by everyone and had already died, he immediately widened his cloudy eyes.

"God, dead!"

"Bang!"

The next moment, as if he had lost all hope, he fell to the ground, completely silent.

When the people around him saw this scene, they all seemed to be awakened, and suddenly began to cry and laugh, and some even looked stupidly at the "gods" who had been put on the ground by these people.

"Dead! He's dead! ”

The front of the cave began to become a mess.

Some people panicked, while many more began to cry bitterly.

Feng Xi looked at this scene, his eyes full of incomprehension.

Although he had the ability to save the old man, his heart was full of anger at the other party who presided over the blood sacrifice and personally sent the clansmen to the mouth of the alien beast, and would rather watch the other party lose all hope and die than save him.

It's just that after he died, the people of this tribe seemed to release the emotions they had suppressed for a long time and began to cry, but they couldn't help but make Fengxi a little confused.

"Daxi!"

At this moment, I saw Xian walk in front of Fengxi and pounce and immediately knelt down, his head slammed on the ground,

"Thank you for saving the tribe!"

As Xian knelt down, many of the tribesmen of this tribe fell to the ground one after another and bowed to the wind uncontrollably.

Looking at Fengxi's eyes, there was an indissoluble gratitude, as well as ...... Faith?

Looking at the scene in front of him, the doubt in Feng Xi's eyes became even stronger, all this seemed to be different from what he imagined, and he suddenly found that except for the dead "leader", these people's belief in the giant snake did not seem to be as firm as he imagined.

"I am not a god, and I don't need your prostration!"

Feng Xi shook his head and said, raising his hand slightly, and an invisible force held everyone up.