Hongye helped the owner of the village back to the meeting hall, and after closing all the doors and windows, he looked uneasy: "The owner of the village, what should we do now?"

The owner of the village was cast a first-order questioning rune, and at this time she had a splitting headache, but at this moment it was the moment of life and death for the entire village, she bit the tip of her tongue fiercely, let herself stay awake as much as possible, and groaned for a while, her cloudy eyes swept around, and sighed:

"Just do what the outsider says!"

She could see it.

These people are extraordinary, and they are definitely not able to deal with them.

Momiji was a little worried: "But ....... If they can't fight the mountain god the day after tomorrow, then the mountain god will investigate it and punish us for the crime of not reporting it, this is ........"

I'm afraid it's a catastrophe!

The owner of the village doesn't know, but now they have no choice, but if they have any small moves, they are afraid that the next moment, their lives will be gone.

"I hope that the ancestors and the ancestors will bless our Lingshan Cottage to be able to turn evil into good fortune this time!"

Two days.

In a flash.

On the day of the sacrifice, the owner of the village is dressed in a gown, three layers inside, six layers outside, the golden dragon on the gown looks like a dragon, but it is a little less majestic, the angry eyes, no matter how you look at it, it is evil, but this dress is given by the mountain god to the spirit of the cottage.

The center of the stockade at this time.

A high altar has already been erected.

Around the altar sat twenty-four boys and girls, dressed in sackcloth, playing flutes, flutes, or beating cowhide drums, and in the middle of them were six shrine maidens with fresh blood stains on their eyebrows, dancing the ancient ritual dance!

Dazhi Abba had nothing, and was carried by several strong men, and followed the owner of the village step by step, stepping on the altar step by step.

"At the end of the season, all the people return......... Worship the Ming Food, the Divine Sacrifice."

As the old mantra of the village owner sounded, tens of thousands of Lingshan villagers knelt on the ground one after another, and the sound of sacrifice resounded in the sky in an instant, and the speed of the six witches dancing suddenly accelerated, while the body of Dazhi Abba, who was tied to the pillar of the altar, began to tremble.

At this time.

The smoke billowed on the Lingshan Mountain in the north, and a threatening roar came from the deep mountain, and then the fog on the mountain began to spread outward, like a flying bridge in the sky, from the Lingshan Mountain, it fell in the center of the altar, and the fog rolled.

Fu Shiyi, who was in the middle of the formation, held the leaves of the ancient tree in his hand and brushed his eyes, and under the Qi Lookout technique, he suddenly saw that in the mist, it was a dragon, and the two horns of this dragon were bulging, but it had not really grown dragon horns and transformed into a real dragon!

At the moment when Fu Shiyi spied on Jiaolong.

Jiaolong, who was hidden in the mist, realized something, and suddenly looked at Fu Shiyi's direction, Fu Shiyi's heart sank, and he shouted:

"Magu, start the battle!!"

The voice did not fall.

Suddenly, five different spiritual lights appeared in the southeast, northwest, and northwest, and the spiritual lights converged in the air, suddenly synthesized into one, and poured into Fu Zhihong, who was in the center of the formation.

"Roar!!

When the dragon in the mist saw it, he hurriedly threw down the Dazhi Abba in his paws, turned around and ran up the mountain. It's so fast, it's like there's a beast behind you!

"This ........"

Fu Shiyi, who was located to the north of the formation, was a little dumbfounded.

This Jiaolong cultivation is infinitely close to the fake Dan cultivation, in terms of strength, it is one or two points stronger than the five of them combined, this hasn't started yet, why did he run away!

"Bang!"

Jiaolong, who wanted to escape, crashed headlong into the protective shield of the Five Spirits Diagram Array, and the light of the entire cover flashed, and then with the addition of Fu Shiyi and the others' mana, it was restored to perfection.

Jiaolong saw this.

The body slammed into a flip in the air, and in an instant, the body, which was originally only fifty feet long, was transformed into a dancing dragon body that was hundreds of feet long, and it was about to crash into the protective shield again.

Fu Zhihong, who had been saving up for a long time, waved the wooden sword in his hand lightly forward.

Thousands of flying swords appeared in time and space, and the flying swords spun in the air, suddenly making a "buzzing" sound, condensing into one, but Fu Zhihong used "Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Yuan", only to see a giant sword sixty zhang long, slashing at the seven inches of Jiaolong.

"Whew~!"

The greatsword may seem slow, but it will come in a moment!

Jiaolong, who only wanted to escape, only tilted his body and avoided the vital point, but the giant sword still fell on its body, and a ten-meter-long hole was cut.

Demon blood spurted out.

The entire altar instantly rained blood.

"Whew~!"

This time it stimulated the ferocity of this dragon, and the tail pumped the shield of the Five Spirits Hexagram Array, and the shield shattered in an instant, but the dragon did not choose to flee again, but opened a big mouth, and suddenly a flame fluttered out of it!

"Long Yan?"

Fu Shiyi took a closer look, but found that the dragon flame spit out by the true dragon in the Spatial Furnace of Hezhihai was much weaker, but he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Fu Zhihong's method changed.

The giant sword in the air collapsed in an instant, turned into a net, and headed towards the dragon flame.

"Sneer"

The mana net that the five people had turned into only lasted less than two seconds before turning into ashes, and the speed of the dragon flame continued to drift towards them.

"Father, you cover me!!"

Moment of truth!

Fu Shiyi could only sacrifice a killing move.

She silently recited the incantation in her mouth, and suddenly a round of silver moon appeared behind her, and with the change of the magic in her hand, with a "poof", a small pinch of silver flames came out of Fu Shiyi's index finger:

"Death of the Silver Fire, go!!"

At this time, that Long Yan had already broken through the earthen wall of the Sixth Sister's Nine Heavens Poison Banquet, and just collided with the silver flame used by Fu Shiyi.

"Boom~!"

It's like Mars hitting Earth!

Two different groups of energy collided together, inspiring the power of destroying the world and the earth, and the entire altar was bombed to the ground, and even most of the surrounding villages and small buildings were crushed into powder!

"Roar!!"

Seeing this, Jiaolong suddenly retreated.

"I want to escape, it's too late!!"

A smile flashed at the corner of Fu Siyuan's mouth, and he silently recited a spell in his mouth, and suddenly five thunders rolled in the sky, and an arm-thick lightning tore through the sky, and with a loud "boom", it accurately slashed at the seven inches of the dragon.

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The owner of the village, who had already escaped from the altar, took the villagers of Lingshan Cottage to hide thousands of kilometers away, but he could still see the earth-destroying battle in the sky.

"It turns out that the mountain god that has been worshiped by Lingshanzhai for generations turned out to be a dragon!!"

Years of fog lifted.

At this moment, she just wants the outsiders to kill this dragon, and then they don't have to sacrifice a strong man to this evil dragon every year!

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