The sky is cloudy and shining, this day, is the most lively day in the Black Valley Department, no one goes out to hunt, the clansmen at the door of their respective stone houses, early placed all kinds of living utensils and stored food, like a small neighborhood, and the clansmen in the clan exchange what they need. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Until the sky was completely bright, the tribesmen moved more often, and laughter and noise filled the whole tribe.

But in the central square of the Black Valley Department, it was extremely quiet at the moment, and under the Tu Neng, dozens of containers were placed, one by one, covering the outer mouth of the container, making it impossible to see what was inside.

Below the totem, on the huge square, there are only dozens of people standing there quietly at the moment, as if waiting for something, at the forefront, an old man in clothes made of black animal skin, holding a crutch made of bone sticks that he doesn't know what kind of bone stick he is cutting, looking at the totem quietly at this moment.

This old man's name is Kui Fu, he is the witch prince of the Black Valley Department, after the perennial witch sacrifice in the spirit, he has become the most powerful person in the Black Valley Department, of course, and has also achieved the status of the Wu Gong, at this time, Kui Fu's old face plate, the spiritual power of his eyes flowed, although he has entered the ancient rare, but the breath of life on his body, there is still no sign of weakness.

On this day, it is the witch festival of the Black Valley Department, and it is also the witch festival of all the tribes of the Northern Empire, and the witch gods will descend on each tribe on this day, in some way, and collect the tribe's sacrifice for them for a year.

In the same way, the clansmen of various tribes are also looking forward to this day, saving enough for a year's sacrifice in exchange for the power given to them by the witch god to make themselves more powerful.

Among these dozens of people, Ye Feng stood behind the crowd, making everyone pay attention to it, just because Ye Feng was too fat, it was difficult to attract people, and Ye Feng's arrival surprised many people in the crowd.

Today is the witch festival of the Black Valley Department, Ye Feng, as a foreigner, should not appear in the square today, but the Wu Gong Kui Fu at the front did not speak, and no one objected, and besides, most of the food that Ye Feng hunted in the past two years was dedicated to the Black Valley Department for free, making him also quite popular with the clansmen.

The dozens of people in the square, Ye Feng looked at it, all were witch servants, only a few old men at the front, but they were different, they were witches and witches, and they already had spiritual power in their bodies, and they could use them at will.

As time passed, Ye Feng looked up at the sky, quietly waiting for the arrival of the witch god, this time, he was also the first time to appear in the witch festival, in previous years, he was looking from afar, so he didn't know the details.

"Huh?" Ye Feng's eyes suddenly rose, and he looked up at the totem giant ape, and at the same time, Wu Gong Kui Fu at the front also seemed to be aware of it, and also looked up at the top of the totem.

The totem giant ape is very large, Ye Feng is below, he suddenly felt that the aura above was abnormal, looked up, and was shocked to see that a crack appeared above the head of the giant ape, and it was pitch black inside.

And on the top of the totem giant ape's head, a faint breath appeared at this time, echoing the crack in the distance, as if sensing the dark crack and making him steady there.

The irritability of the aura made the crack even wider, and in a few breaths, it was stretched to the size of a battle, and at this time, the surrounding aura gradually calmed down, and the crack was also fixed in such a form at this moment.

When Ye Feng looked intently, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw that in the crack, two figures slowly walked out of the crack, and a majestic momentum emanated from the figure, and bursts of coercion appeared around.

"The people of the Black Valley tribe paid homage to the witch god and respectfully invited the witch god to come. Kui Fu, who was at the forefront, also found the figure above, and in the coercion that appeared, he quickly knelt down and said in a respectful tone.

The clansmen in the rear only looked up at this time to see the vision and coercion above the totem, and in horror, they hurriedly knelt down and bowed, and the words of the scholar Kui Fu said respectfully.

Ye Feng was at the back of the crowd, mixed in the crowd, and also knelt down, he was already cultivating at the tenth level of condensation, he felt the coercion from above, and knew even more the horror of this person who exuded coercion, which made his face a little pale, and his hands clenched on the ground. His eyes sneaked up into the air.

At this time, the two figures in the crack had already walked out of the crack, standing on top of the head of the totem giant ape, looking indifferently at the crowd below, Ye Feng glanced at it, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

"Usually it's one person, why are there two people today?" Ye Feng saw a young man dressed as a scholar above, wearing a cyan robe, and the other was an old woman, with gray hair and a sparkle in her eyes, and at this moment the two of them were looking indifferently below, which made him think strangely in his heart, and his heart was a little uneasy.

"Senior, this is the tribe I enslaved, called the Black Valley Division, located in a remote mountainous area to the west of the North Pole. On the top of the giant ape's head, the young man dressed as a scholar said to the old woman beside him very respectfully at this moment.

"Hmm. The old woman nodded indifferently, her cloudy eyes looked at the stone tool under the totem, frowned, snorted coldly, and flew down, and the young man next to her saw this and hurriedly followed.

When the two of them came to the front and back of the stone instrument under the totem, the Kui Fu Wu Gong who was placed in the front said respectfully: "Meet the witch god." ”

"Well, get up, this year's sacrifice has been prepared?" said the scholarly young man with an indifferent look at Kui Fu.

"It's all ready, it's in the first container. When Kui Fu heard this, he hurriedly replied cautiously.

When the old woman beside the young man heard this, she waved her hand lightly, only to see the first of the dozens of containers in front of her, a small stone jar-shaped container, and the animal skin on it suddenly flew up and was thrown aside.

"Hmm, that's it?" the old woman walked slowly towards the stone jar, looked inside, and said to the young man in a cold voice.

When the young man heard this, his face changed, and he strode into the stone jar, and found that there were more than a dozen gray bone blocks inside, with different shapes, emitting transparent light, like a spar, a trace of energy different from spiritual power, tightly wound on these bone blocks.

After seeing these bones, the young man breathed a sigh of relief and said respectfully to the old woman: "Back to the seniors, this tribe is deep in the North Pole to the west, the conditions here are harsh, witch beasts are scarce, and you can get witch crystals every year, which is almost the same as this year's. ”

"Hmph. Obviously, she was dissatisfied with the young man's answer, but after the old woman looked around, she nodded, which was acceptable, and with a wave of her loose sleeves, the bones in the stone jar suddenly floated up silently and flew into the old woman's sleeves.

"For the next 100 years, this place will be yours again. The old woman said lightly, and gently moved her arm towards all the containers in front of her, and saw that all the animal skins on it were raised in an instant and flew to the ground on the side.

Ye Feng, who was standing at the back, was stunned when he saw the stone jar in front of him that was unskinned, dozens of containers contained nothing else, they were all beast crystals, and the beast crystals were mixed with a small number of spirit fruits, and even inside, he saw a few demon pills.

"Even if you go hunting every day, you won't necessarily get so much. Ye Feng secretly thought, there are hundreds of these beast crystals.

The energy in the beast crystal is only equivalent to a trace of spiritual power, Ye Feng actually doesn't value it much, but with so many beast crystals, he is quite curious about how the Black Valley Department got it.

The old woman went first. The old woman glanced at the back of the stone jar and withdrew her gaze, and said with interest, obviously the beast crystal in the stone jar was not attractive to her.

Hearing this, the young man hurriedly stepped aside to send him off, the old woman's previous words showed that he could enslave the Black Valley Department for ten years in the future, which made him very happy in his heart, although he lost this year's Wu Jing, but he did not show the slightest dissatisfaction.

"Greetings to seniors. Seeing the old woman fly away, the young man hurriedly clenched his fists and said.

The old woman who flew to the top of the totem ignored the young man, and she was about to step into the crack, suddenly paused, turned around and looked in the other direction of the Black Valley Department, which was the direction of Wu Fu, Wu Kun, who was always paying attention to the two below, in the crowd, saw the old woman suddenly stop, and her heart suddenly tightened.

"Song Qing, I remember that you said before that there are no cultivators in this tribe who have been granted cultivation by you, what is the explanation?" the old woman asked coldly, she didn't want to deal with this kind of trivial matter, but Song Qing had mentioned these things when she explained the situation of the tribe to herself on the road before.

Song Qing at the bottom heard the old woman's words, he was shocked, and also looked at Wu Fu, his eyes were cold, but his heart was anxious and puzzled, there are people in this tribe who will cultivate the truth by themselves, although the old woman will not interfere in these, but she has already spoken, which means that she will be disgusted by the other party, which makes him look at Wu Fu's eyes, full of cold light.

At this time, Ye Feng also found an abnormality, followed the gaze of the two, looked at Wu Mansion, and was suddenly surprised, and immediately felt that the aura around Wu Mansion fluctuated abnormally, making his face suddenly become extremely ugly.

"What did this Wu Aya do again, he actually broke through today. Ye Feng's face was gloomy, this young witch god who came alone in previous years was already a monk in the Yudan Realm, but this old woman let him accompany him so carefully, and his cultivation was even more terrifying, thinking of this, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly narrowed into a slit.

"Hmph. The old woman snorted coldly, and when she was about to leave, her body stopped again, and she turned around in surprise, her eyes showed doubts, as if she was puzzled, but after a while, her face was full of joy, and her body shook and disappeared next to the crack.

Ye Feng, who always pays attention to the old woman, saw the old woman appear in the Wu Mansion in the blink of an eye, and his heart was shocked, his grandfather Bi Long is a monk who can teleport, he knows the horror of his grandfather, could it be that this old woman is also a monk in the infancy?

"Monk of the Tribulation Period. The black demon in his body suddenly spoke, his tone full of surprise.

"Xuan Tribulation Period?" Ye Feng was stunned, this kind of realm, he had never heard of it, the highest cultivation he had come into contact with was also his grandfather's Yuan Infant cultivation, and then above, he only knew that it was the Transformation God Realm.

"Don't worry about this now, you will know in the future that the girl in Wufu is a little strange. The black slasher said with some hesitation.

Ye Feng in the crowd nodded his head lightly, and stood in place with a gloomy face, now, he could only wait for the old woman to come out, and this witch god named Song Qing, I don't know what to do with Wu Aya.

And Song Qing under the totem, his face was cloudy at this time, he really couldn't understand, why there were people in this Black Valley Department who cultivated the truth, and he didn't know that the choice of life and death broke through today, so he suddenly turned around, his eyes showed a cold light, and he looked at Kui Fu.