Chapter 481: The Mother of Reproduction and the Sword of Wrath

Blood was surging, blood flowed like a river, and when the huge magic circle that enveloped the valley and the dense lines on the altar in the center of the valley were completely filled with blood, the lines one by one, one after another, were completely lit up, and began to emit a blood-colored light that looked extremely strange.

I don't know where to start, but in this area shrouded by a huge magic circle, a faint blood-colored mist began to rise.

Under the influence of this blood-colored mist, the temperature of the entire valley seemed to drop by several degrees suddenly, and an indescribable cold and biting meaning swept away in all directions.

The lucky ones who were still alive among the tens of thousands of barbarians, after inhaling some of this blood-colored mist, were at the pinnacle, as if they had been completely dominated by bestiality and desire.

"Great Mother of Reproduction, Thou art eternal, Thou art the One, Thou art the origin of life, Thou art the end of all, Thy most loyal dependent, calling upon thy descending with the sacrifice of the flesh and blood of thousands of living beings and the purest desires of their hearts......"

The red monkey's face was full of fanaticism, and as he sang, it danced in the void like a great god, and he ignored the unusual behavior of the barbarians in the valley, as if he had not seen it, and perhaps these barbarians would present such a situation, which he had expected.

"Woman, woman, I want a woman ......" Finally, among the barbarians in the valley, one of them had been completely dominated by desire, and he roared loudly and pounced directly at the barbarian girl closest to him.

was pounced on the ground by this barbarian, and the barbarian girl was still a little sober at first, but in just an instant, she was also completely lost in the desire to reproduce, and she turned over and rode directly on the barbarian's body.

This scene is not unique, when the first pair of barbarian men and women began to immerse themselves in the instinctive movement of reproduction in full view, almost every moment, there were dozens or hundreds of barbarians, joined their ranks.

Tens of thousands of people candidly meet each other and carry out the most primitive sports, this scene is too spectacular, too shocking, even in the real world, those little girls who are trembling under the dim street lamp, after seeing this scene in front of them and hearing those strange voices, they are estimated to be red-faced, and they are shocked and paralyzed to the ground.

Under the condition that is not visible to the naked eye, one by one, golden points of light rise from the bodies of the men and women in the battle, and slowly merge into the altar, a whirlpool that is slowly taking shape.

As the vortex grew to a certain extent, a finger-sized golden point of light suddenly appeared within the vortex as if it had crossed the endless void.

With the appearance of this point of light, in the huge valley, those barbarians dominated by desire seemed to have been sucked dry by some unknown person, and they turned into dried corpses at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And that golden point of light, at this moment, suddenly bloomed with a thousand zhang of light, and in that ten thousand zhang of golden light, a terrifying existence that could not be looked at directly at was rapidly condensed and formed little by little.

"Mother of Reproduction, you have crossed the line!" And at this moment, a barbarian in the valley who was in motion suddenly slammed his body, and then a sword shot out from his body, directly splitting the barbarian girl riding on him into several pieces.

Immediately after, a golden ray completely enveloped its naked body, and the barbarian flew up out of thin air, in the void not far from the opposite of the Mother of Reproduction, who was about to descend, the barbarian stopped, his face was calm, and he snorted softly as he looked at the existence that was gradually condensing not far away.

"Daring, who are you? Dare to blaspheme the Mother Goddess, you ......" The fanatical red monkey in front of the altar seemed to be greatly insulted when he saw this scene, and after a loud roar, he was ready to pounce on the barbarian.

And the barbarian, in the face of this situation, was still calm, he just tilted his head and glanced at the red monkey coldly.

Under this glance, the red monkey who almost beat the Wild Bear King with a stick only felt an endless majesty coming from the surface, under that majesty, his whole person was like being in an ice cave, trembling and trembling at the same time, all the power in his whole body, at this moment, almost disappeared cleanly.

He was already stepping on the void, but he didn't have any resistance like this, and fell from the sky, if it wasn't for his body being strong enough, I am afraid that if he fell to the ground, his whole person would be directly thrown into a puddle of flesh.

"Sword of Wrath, this great wilderness world is your prey, here, you are the home field, rest assured, I will not fight the idea of the origin of this world, I came this time, just because my family called me, and the chess pieces I inadvertently laid out have also reached the edge of harvesting, I came to take a look!" An indescribable graceful female voice came from the mouth of the Mother of Reproduction slowly condensing and forming.

This voice carries an indescribable sense of charm, under this voice, it is difficult for a person with a little less strength to control the desire in his heart, and in an instant, it is possible to become a slave of desire and be completely dominated by it.

"That's good, I don't want to get into a conflict with you, please take care of your dog, if he offends again, he won't just fall from the sky!" the barbarian glanced coldly at the trembling red monkey on the ground beneath his feet.

After saying this, the barbarian rolled his eyes, as if he had lost all his strength, and one fell from the sky.

It seems that the existence that the Mother of Reproduction called the Sword of Wrath is just a consciousness that forcibly descends on the barbarian's body, using it to show his existence, assert his sovereignty, and warn the Mother of Reproduction by the way.

Now that his purpose had been achieved, the consciousness of the Sword of Wrath had been withdrawn from the barbarian's body, and it was natural that this situation had happened.

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Twenty or thirty miles away from this great valley.

"Lord Yang Kai, according to my tracking secret method, the red monkey that seriously injured me not long ago should be twenty or thirty miles away, if I remember correctly, there should be a huge valley in that location, it seems that the nest of the monkeys should be in that valley!"

"Well, there is indeed something wrong with that valley, Wild Bear King, you go back to the Rock Sparrow Tribe first, and the next thing is not something that you are qualified to intervene in at all, just let me handle it!" Yang Kai nodded solemnly, and he commanded the Wild Bear King.