The original book of sacrifice is full of language and words that praise the god of the scales, because it was compiled by the sacrifice of this foreign god. But in reality, these things are not indispensable when it comes to the calling.

Ordinary people do not have spirituality themselves, so they can only praise them with words, communicate with the gods, and thus trigger the sacrificial rituals.

As a Xuan Xiu, Zhang Yu would not recite these words, he just directly responded to the light of his heart, and he touched the spirituality that already existed above.

With the light of his heart, soon, layers of visible spiritual light ripples floated out of the original book of sacrifice, and suddenly dark clouds gathered above his head, and the sky seemed to dim suddenly, and on a circle of stones on the altar, there was also light that began to flicker, and turned into pillars of light, rushing upwards one after another.

The giant bull standing in the center of the mound had regained consciousness under such movements, but after the sacrificial ceremony began, it had nowhere to go, and after the trace of divine power communicated in the original sacrificial book leaked out, it immediately fell to its knees on all fours, lying on the ground, looking extremely obedient.

Yan Yuming and his entourage, who had gone away, were also shocked when they watched the changes in the sky near the altar.

This is undoubtedly the power of the gods.

Although it is a foreign god, its power is real.

Even standing here, they could feel the breath-taking pressure, and it was hard to imagine how much pressure they would have to endure when they stood under that altar and faced the divine might.

This was a worrying situation, but Yan Yuming was full of confidence in his teacher, because the latter had proved with many achievements that the so-called alien god was just a slightly stronger enemy, and it could be defeated.

Today is no exception!

Zhang Yu looked at the sky, and in his eyes, those celestial changes were triggered by the spiritual power being exalted to the extreme, and the altar resonated with the divine power.

This is the God of Scales, after perceiving his purpose, venting his "anger" to him and expressing his "anger" to him.

In fact, if the alien god is in a spiritual state and has no living carrier, then it has no emotions in itself, and these external things are only the power that it deliberately manifests and allows believers to understand, and at the same time lets believers know what kind of actions are rejected by God and unwanted.

Under normal circumstances, these methods are very useful, not to mention believers, even Yan Yuming and others, who retreated to a distance, inevitably felt a little frightened.

It's just that all this has no deterrent effect on Zhang Yu, and he stands there indifferently. Because he clearly knew that these celestial changes were also quite powerful, and they did not have direct lethality, he just had to quietly watch the other party play, and then wait for the ceremony to end.

After a while, the rotten entrails and flesh of the crockpots on the altar gradually melted away, which means that the gods accepted the sacrifice.

Of course, the things prepared by the Xuanfu will not be a good sacrifice, and some of the internal organs are still rotten, and there is no respect for the God of Balances at all. I am afraid that there is also a reason why the other side will express their dissatisfaction so strongly.

After a few moments, a ray of light suddenly fell from the dark clouds, and it fell directly on the body of the giant bull of the White Mountain.

Zhang Yu judged it, it seems that the strength of the sustenance body and his own readjustment of the altar have played a role, and the power of the God of Balances to come this time is really a lot.

In fact, he could arrange more restraints on the altar in advance, so that it would be much easier to kill this divine power carrier, but the core of the divine power of the God of Balances was that the two ends of the balance should be relatively fair.

If he had arranged so much in advance, the divine power summoned by the ritual would have been reduced accordingly, and his original purpose would not have been achieved, so this step was simply canceled.

Of course, the final interpretation of how to define fairness is in the hands of the God of Scales, so it is usually up to him to decide what to do with the sacrifice.

With the original book of sacrifice in hand, it is different.

Possession of this is tantamount to making a pact with this alien god, and as long as I follow the procedure steps you have given, then you must respond to me justly, no matter how bad the process and ritual may be.

After receiving the infusion of divine power, the huge white bull shook its head, and its four hooves stood up from its original kneeling state, and when its eyes looked at Zhang Yu, it instantly turned red, as if it was conveying anger.

Zhang Yu didn't care, he threw away the original sacrificial book casually, and with a change of mind, Xia Jian suddenly turned into a rainbow, like a flash of lightning, and he had already slashed it with a sword.

As soon as the white bull lowered his head, the horn on the top collided with the blade of the sword, making a clanging sound.

Zhang Yu drew his sword again, and the sword light folded, this time slashing heavily on his back, but the spiritual surface only flashed, and although the muscle skin below broke a bloody mark, it disappeared again in an instant.

He immediately realized that the current flying sword slash alone was not enough to cause much damage to him, and unlike Almotai, he had amazing recovery power, and such an attack was not painful, so this time, he had to go into battle himself and slash with his sword.

At this point, he stepped forward with his feet on the ground, and copied the flying back long sword into his palm, and in an instant, he passed by the white bull, and at the same time, the blade of the sword brought a blood mark on his body.

In his sword, there is not only speed, but also the strength gained after breaking the shackles of the body, even if the white bull is strong, he can't help but stumble to the side half a step.

But the scars on his body soon faded and shallow and disappeared after a while, and after stabilizing his body, he tried to turn around and deal with him, but his size was too large, and his movements seemed a little sluggish.

Zhang Yu had already gone around his back at this time, and while raising his sword, the sword body was also covered with a layer of heart light, and then the blade fell, slashing heavily on the opponent's thick leg!

The sword was like a solid wood, and there was a muffled sound, although it failed to cut off the leg with one blow, it also broke most of the muscles and bones on it, and the white ox suddenly could no longer support his huge body, and softened to the side.

Zhang Yu was slightly surprised at this time, although he had already estimated this opponent in advance when he chose the body of sustenance, thinking that after his divine power was infused, in addition to his strength and recovery power, other aspects might become weakened, but when he really fought, he found that the opponent's performance was even more lame than he imagined.

In this case, in the next battle, he only needs to rely on his speed and constantly cause damage to it.

If this alien god wants to turn the tables, it must not attach more spirituality to this body, so that the spirituality is beyond the physical side, so as to erase the gap in speed and reaction.

But I'm afraid that the other party won't do this, as soon as the sacrificial ceremony is over, the amount of divine power has already been decided, and the brain capacity of this sustenance carrier will not think about such a complicated issue, and will only act on instinct.

The ensuing battle became a no-brainer.

The huge and bloated body of the giant bull has become a great burden, and it can't keep up with Zhang Yu's slash between turns, although it will recover quickly after being bruised all over the body, but these are all things that need to consume the divine power infused into the body, and as the divine power continues to weaken, it is gradually weakening.

If the carrier of sustenance is a person, then at this moment, he is thinking about how to escape the remaining divine power earlier to reduce this part of the loss, but it is just a cow, and obviously it will not do this.

And with the passage of time, the instinct of the carrier began to gradually gain the upper hand, and this possibility was cut off.

After Zhang Yu saw that it was obviously declining, several swords rushed towards its vital point one after another, and one sword even directly pierced the giant bull's head, which greatly accelerated the consumption of divine power.

After a long time, the divine power on this huge white bull was almost exhausted.

The infusion of divine power has made the carrier gain great power, but this is not without a price, its vitality and divine power have long been integrated, and the disappearance of divine power also means that the fire of its life is extinguished.

With a loud bang, the body the size of a small mountain fell heavily to the ground, and after the body rose and fell with the breath a dozen times, it did not move at all.

Zhang Yu looked to the side, and there was a burst of flame floating on the original book of sacrifice for no reason, and then it turned into a cloud of ashes, and it was taken out by the wind, and after a while, it dissipated without a trace.

He flicked his sleeves, then sheathed his sword.

In the past moment, there was the sound of horses' hooves, but Yan Yuming, who was hiding in the distance, saw that there was no movement here, so he came to check, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but be very excited, and he hurriedly turned over from the horse, and when he came closer, he saluted and exclaimed: "Teacher, this god was killed by you?"

Zhang Yu nodded and said: "The matter is over, find someone to come and clean up, you can go back first, I still have some things to do." ”

"Yes!"

Yan Yuming clasped his palms together and responded excitedly.

The light on Zhang Yu's body bloomed, and he flew into the air again, but this time, he flew south, and it didn't take long to see a mound with seven white stones around it, and it was surrounded by a dry riverbed, which was very easy to identify.

This is the place where the natives and the monks of Hun Zhang have agreed, and if the natives go well in the hunt today, then the two sides will trade here.

After he had made a circle in four circles, the light fell, and he was set on top of the mound. Holding the Xia Sword in his hand, he watched as the distant sunset slowly fell from the horizon, followed by brilliant stars emerging from the night sky.

After a long time, two figures approached from afar.

Zhang Yuxinhu immediately reflected the information of these two people, and unexpectedly found that he knew both of them, one of them was Cai Hui, and the other, he had also seen, was one of the five Hun Zhang monks he had met on the bank of the Jihe River.

That Hun Xiu saw Zhang Yu standing with a sword on it at a glance, he thought about it for a while, and said, "You...... Is that you?"

Cai Yu also said: "Senior Brother Zhang, why are you there?" Then he noticed that there was a cyan light in his companion's eyes, and he seemed to think of something, and said, "You...... Senior Brother Zhang, let's go!"

A sinister smile appeared on the face of the cultivator, and he said, "Since you are here, where is it so easy to leave? As he spoke, he stepped forward, and at the same time, a turbid evil aura rose above his body.

Cai Hao hurriedly reminded: "Senior Brother Zhang, be careful!"

In the midst of his shouting, he was about to step forward to help, when suddenly a sword light flashed in the sky, and then a head flew into the sky, and then a headless corpse fell from the sky and fell heavily to the ground.

He was stunned for a moment, and the figure that was about to rush forward was also stopped.

The sword light swept the head, in the air flickering, and then returned, Zhang Yu stretched out his hand, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and sent it into the sheath, that relaxed appearance, as if crushing an insect to death. He raised his eyes to look at Cai Ying and said, "Senior Brother Cai, let's talk?"

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