Su Zixuan was in a half-conscious state, and was directly hung in the air with a wooden stick by a few people who were seven or eight people who looked as white as ghosts, and used a net bag like a beast to hunt. Wild Sand Net

He also slowly learned that the Chiyou Clan and the Mojiang Clan were at war.

It turned out that the young master of the Mojiang clan retired the granddaughter of the patriarch of the Chiyou clan, and then it caused the anger of the Chiyou clan, they couldn't stand this grievance, so they wanted to take revenge.

The two of them can be regarded as a relatively powerful group within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, and the total number of the entire clan seems to be 300,000.

And the Mojiang clan was similar, and then Su Zixuan fell asleep again.

When he woke up, looking around made him cry and laugh, he was tied to a huge pillar.

Surrounded by huge pillars, like altars, and on the surrounding pillars are some gray and white beasts.

He was tied to the middle pillar, surrounded by eight huge pillars, making a total of nine pillars, which were carved with wonderful patterns and densely distributed on the pillars.

At this moment, he was like an alien, surrounded by those members of the Red Shadow Clan below.

"Uncle, who is this, why does it look different from us?"

"He's a Terran!"

"How did the people of the human race come to our underworld and come to the realm of our Red Shadow Clan?"

"He must have been brought by the turbulence of time and space!"

"Okay...... Then uncle, you're busy!"

"Well, Chiling, let's go play!"

"Well, uncle!"

"Hmm...... Go for it!"

Watching the child leave, this person also said lightly.

"Someone!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Look at him carefully! Soon we will start a war with the Mojiang Clan, just take this person to sacrifice the flag, there must be no mistakes!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Alright...... Be careful!"

"Yes......"

"The patriarch has arrived!"

Hearing such a voice, everyone knelt down, and the patriarch calmly enjoyed everyone's bowing.

In this way, an old man wearing a white fur coat and a purple pattern at the corner of his eyebrows appeared in front of everyone.

Su Zixuan also couldn't feel the breath of this old man, but the pain that rushed to the soul was becoming more and more real, and Su Zixuan's intuition was that this old man was very dangerous and could not be provoked.

At this time, he also reacted, and then smiled bitterly.

"Who else can you provoke like this?"

......

"The third queen is our red and quiet army, you have to be ready, these things to sacrifice the flag are very good, you are careful, and this human race, the third queen will take the flag with those prey!"

"Yes, Patriarch!"

......

Su Zixuan's face turned pale, he didn't expect that Yun Yijun, a figure in the spiritual realm who was above the common people under the Nine Great Emperors, would actually be regarded as a sacrificial flag by some alien races today.

He didn't sigh and said: "Creation makes people!"

As night fell, Su Zixuan was also tired and thirsty.

Then the little boy who had been talking during the day came running.

Holding a water scoop, the gray water inside was handed over like this.

"Well, drink?"

The little one seemed a little scared.

When Su Zixuan saw it, he drank it directly.

After drinking it, he asked, "Little friend, is your name Shi Chiling?"

When the child saw Su Zixuan ask like this and call his name, he was a lot bolder.

"Hmm!"

The child nodded.

"Thank you, little friend. ”

Su Zi thanked.

"Oh, can you tell me how you came to our underworld, and why did my grandfather treat you as a flag-sacrificing object? If you don't tell me, I'll light the fire myself tomorrow......"

Su Zixuan was taken aback, is it so real?

"That's right, I entered the underworld from a big river and your tribe is not the same species, as for how it was used as a sacrificial banner item, it may be fate!"

Su Zixuan explained.

The little one shook his head.

"Well, you're a lot like my sister......"

Then he ran down the altar and went home......

Watching the child leave, Su Zixuan sighed lowly: "Hey......"

"Could it be that his sister is the granddaughter of the patriarch?"

Su Zixuan really panicked all night, this feeling was like a fish.

The sky began to brighten, and these residents also got up early to prepare for the sacrifice of the flag after the third day.

That's how three passed.

This time, there were more and more people in front of the altar, and in addition to Su Zixuan, there were several people from other tribes who were also tied up and kneeling under the altar.

Maybe it was because they thought Su Zixuan was special, or because they thought that the gods liked it more, so they separated Su Zixuan's sacrifice from the prisoners of war of other tribes.

At this time, the old man with purple lines on the corners of his eyebrows came to the altar with the little child who brought water to Su Zixuan that night.

All the clansmen waited respectfully and quietly.

......

As the old man muttered an unknown language, the sacrifice flag began.

About half an hour later, with a wave of the old man's hand, the heads of several prisoners of war fell.

And all the people of the tribe seemed to be unaware of this, and their eyes were always fixed on the old man at the altar as if they were gods they worshipped.

At the same time, the old man was also saying something difficult to understand.

It wasn't until the last few sentences that Su Zixuan understood it.

"Great gods, give your people greater strength!"

Su Zixuan was speechless.

"Holy Flame, Please!"

......

As the old man's words spoke, a gray flame appeared on the altar floor, and then the entire altar was wrapped in gray-white flames!

At this time, the falling heart fire in Su Zixuan's body suddenly appeared, and then slowly devoured the gray flame.

"Xiaoyu...... You are!"

"Master, this is a big supplement, I just sucked up part of the master's before. ”

"What... This ......"

Su Zixuan only understood that if there was no help from Xiao Yu in front, I am afraid that he would have been swallowed by this gray flame a long time ago.

"Thank you, Xiaoyu!"

"It's okay, the master is what I should do! This flame should be able to suppress the evil qi in the master's body, master, you try it!"

Sure enough, as Su Zixuan introduced the purified gray flame into his body, the evil qi in his body was also consumed little by little.

And what feeds back to him is the power of pure soul.

Su Zixuan directly transported the Heavenly Soul Technique and absorbed the power of this soul.

"It's nice... Looks like I'm saved!"

The people outside watched quietly, the other sacrifices were all turned into ashes, only Su Zixuan's flame was still burning.

"Hmph...... See how long you can hold out under our flames!"

The old man snorted coldly......