The altar of the altar is the most sacred place in the sacred land of the Wu clan, the stairs of the altar are made of white jade, the handrails on both sides are precious red marble, the top of the altar has a carved superb red jade lion in each of the four directions, the top of the altar is made of a huge jade base, and the middle piece is a piece of superb jade with a diameter of Zhang Xu transparent. Every piece of white jade, red jade, and jade is priceless, and it is blessed by witchcraft, and it cannot be broken by thunder and axes.

More than 100 years ago, there was an incident of the theft of a red jade lion, and as a result, the thief's family died of a bizarre plague that night, and the plague also spread, at first the people in the village where the thief's family was located died cleanly, and then the people in the county also died, and the plague spread to the whole country in less than a month, making the people in the country panic at that time.

Later, the king tracked it down, retrieved the red jade lion and placed it on the altar, and the plague seemed to disappear suddenly. In just three months, more than 30 million people died from the plague, and an unknown number of people were disabled and lost to their labor force.

After the theft of the red jade lion, there was also a theft of the altar jade, which also caused the prevalence of the plague, and the Great Song Kingdom killed and injured tens of millions of people, and then the jade was recovered and placed back on the altar, and the plague gradually disappeared.

These two incidents caused panic in the hearts of the people, and the king, fearing to anger the gods, sent heavy troops to guard the altar, and absolutely did not allow the objects in the altar to be stolen. The greedy thief's mind has also been restrained, and it is better to live than to steal the objects of the altar and die of the plague by the curse. Who's going to touch this mold!

"Crawl, crawl!" The fierce Wu soldier opened and closed his arms wide, whipping the captives on the ground vigorously, these people were scattered by the light of the Wu Clan's magic flag, and now they don't even have the strength to walk, they can only crawl on the ground.

The end of their crawl is the end of their lives, and they will be pushed into the sacrificial sinkhole with their heads cut off.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!" The crawlers knew that the people in front of them had been killed and pushed into the sinkhole, and some wanted to stay on their laurels.

"What, if you refuse to climb, Lao Tzu will kill you!" the captain of the Wu clan's soldiers, who was covered in muscles, swung his whip vigorously, pulling out deep blood marks on the back of a man who refused to climb forward.

The whip kept whipping, and the man who refused to climb gritted his teeth and screamed with his hands, and the hands were all bleeding, and the bloody eyes glared at the fierce man who whipped him like a knife, and he wanted to get up and fight with the fierce man, but he didn't even have the strength to sit up, and it was very difficult to even raise his hand.

"What a star, Lao Tzu whipped you to death!" yelled the vicious captain of the soldiers.

"You Wu clan will not die well if you have lost your conscience, and the compatriots in the Central Plains will avenge me. The man crawled on the ground and cursed viciously.

"Fuck, dare to talk back! Lao Tzu peed on you to have a good drink. Come on, pry this pig's mouth open, let him drink enough and go to the underworld to be a full ghost. The captain shouted.

Several of the warriors came over and knocked the man who had spoken against the commander to the ground, and pried his mouth wide with wooden sticks.

The captain of the sergeant unbuckled his trousers, pulled it out, and peed on his mouth.

'Woo woo woo' twisted his head to avoid the urine, but the captain of the sergeant also controlled the direction of the urine, and most of the urine still spilled into his mouth.

"Hahaha, drink it, whether it tastes good or not, taste it carefully. The soldiers laughed and pulled his head and pried his mouth wide against the urine column, and gagged his nose so tightly that the man could only breathe through his mouth, and thus swallowed urine.

"Goo-dong, goo-dong!" the abused man swallowed mouthfuls of urine in humiliation.

The captain of the sergeant shivered after peeing, put on his pants and shouted: "Fuck, it's over!

The soldiers took turns urinating on the abused man's mouth, and the urine filled his abdomen with swelling.

"Alas, a soldier can be killed, but not humiliated! Insult Sven, insult Sven!" cried out a scribe who had crawled by.

The abused man burped, and his blood-red eyes like beasts stared at the captain viciously.

"Damn, if you're still not convinced, whip him to death!" the fierce captain of the non-commissioned officers ordered.

The abused man rolled and howled in the ground, and after a while he convulsed and vomited urine and died.

Along the way, there were many people who were afraid of death who refused to climb, and as soon as they stopped the raindrops, the leather whip was drawn, and they couldn't bear the heart-rending pain, so they had to crawl to the end of death with tears and grief.

'Ah' another man who had climbed to the finish line was beheaded and pushed into the sacrificial sinkhole.

Xing Tianzhuo didn't have any mercy at all, and laughed and said: "The more resentment you feel in your heart, the better the effect of this sacrifice, and the stronger the will of the awakened witch god, haha!"

"It's a waste to kill someone and push into the sinkhole, it's better to be the rations of our demon clan!" Bi Jie took a sip of wine from the large wine jar of fine clay and black pottery, and the wine spilled on his face and chest, and he looked at the sacrifice who was kicked off the sinkhole, and muttered reluctantly.

"General Bijie has a good amount of wine!" Xing Tianxuan looked over, holding up a well-crafted blue and white fine-grained white porcelain bowl made in Jingdezhen in the Central Plains to toast Bijie.

Bi Jie raised his head and took a sip of wine, and shouted at Xing Tianzhuo: "Xing Tianzhuo, fortunately your witch god has appeared, otherwise you coax my demon clan to send troops, and this enemy will be a big one!"

"General Bijie, flip through the Xiuzhen history books compiled by the Central Plains, in the long history, the credibility of my Wu clan is the best, and it is also the most righteous!" Xing Tianchuan stood up from his seat, shook his body drunkenly, and said slowly.

"Patriarch Xingtian's words are wrong, if you want to say that the simple and kind Tong Su is not deceitful, our demon clan should be ranked first! Look at how honest and upright our General Bijie is, he is still a fear of guilt!" Jin Ga laughed and argued loudly.

"It's all wrong, it's all wrong! If you want to talk about credibility and righteousness, we should be the dwarves at the top of the list, and we will never break our promises when we keep our promises!" Teng Xian boasted aggressively.

"Bastard, isn't it too little for you to deceive my demon clan with this dwarf mace?" Bi Jie stared at Teng Xian viciously, raised his head and let out a tiger roar, as if he was about to pounce and bite it.

"Okay, okay! Today is a day of great joy, and all distinguished guests will give me a little face! In the future, we will have to work together to deal with the hateful Central Plains people! Don't hurt your harmony, come, play music, play music!" Xing Tianchuan said as a peacemaker, waving his hand and ordering music to be played.

Many musicians with various musical instruments and bamboo chairs ran over on the platform, and each took up their own place to play. The sound of the pipa is clear, the sound of the dulcimer is melodious, the sound of the banbang and the leather drum is sonorous into the ears, and the melody of the erhu is tactful and sweet like a girl's soft chanting, such as crying, complaining, pondering, and grinding, which is touching the heartstrings.

A group of Central Plains women wearing revealing silk costumes and the skin and flesh of their upper bodies loomed to the rhythm of the music, and their beautiful dancing postures provoked cheers one after another.

At this moment, the 'wall' seemed so out of place, on the one hand, there was an earth-shattering howl of terror like killing a pig, and on the other hand, the rhythm of silk bamboo and the sound of laughter and cheering.

Xing Tian stroked a handful of gray beards, and praised him: "Haha, it's still the women of the Central Plains who dance enchantingly, and the women of our Wu clan can only dance the great gods!"

Jin Gase Mimi looked at the dancing Central Plains beauty's beating plump breasts, and asked, "Patriarch Xingtian, can you reward a contemptible beauty?"

Xing Tianchuan waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "If General Jin Ga likes it, I'll give it to you!"

"Then thank you to the Xingtian Patriarch!" Jin Ga said drunkenly jumping down like a gust of wind, shuttling beside the dancing women with his hard lower body, rubbing his shoulders and elbows on the girls' elastic bodies from time to time, and touching the girls' breasts with his hands, the glamorous women on the frightened dance floor screamed and dodged again and again.

"Don't run, keep dancing, and throw those who run into the sinkhole to worship the witch god!" the witch general roared, and with an arrow shot a woman who screamed and ran away, and soon a soldier lifted her body and threw it into the sinkhole.

The screaming girls who ran away were quickly intimidated, and although they were extremely afraid of Jinga's fierce appearance, they had to continue dancing on the Yellowstone platform.

Jin Ga grabbed a plump woman, tore her clean with a lewd smile, and pressed her to a corner of the platform as if no one was whipping her.

"Haha, damn the Central Plains people, they are always secretive when they fuck women, and they have to close the door before they can do it, for fear of being seen, what kind of bullshit is sven. General Ben likes to work in the open air, and the more people watch, the more exciting it is!" Jin Ga raised his head and smiled insolently, and shook his ass as if flying.

"The general is mighty, the general is mighty!" the soldiers around shouted cheers as they brandished their spears.

The lower body of the woman pressed by Jin Ga was bleeding profusely, almost torn apart by his huge phallus, and she screamed in pain.

"Lao Tzu you, I'm not happy!" Jin Ga vented Yuanyang, became ferocious, and kicked the woman away.

The woman with a flowery face and a moon-looking woman screamed, and a bright red blood injection flew up and fell into the sinkhole, and since then the fragrance has disappeared.

"Hahaha, General Jin Ga is really brave! Everyone have another toast to celebrate today's great victory!" Xing Tian glanced at the stout lower body of the blue-faced demon bat, and raised the sea bowl high to toast.

"Celebrate today's victory!" Bi Jie held up the black pottery wine vat and poured wine into his mouth in large gulps.

The heroes of the four seats stood up one after another, holding white porcelain sea bowls to toast each other.

The toast was loud, mixed with the tragic howl of murder, and the beautiful rhyme continued, and the scenery of this scene really surprised the people who saw it.

There was a gust of wind blowing in the mountains, and Bi Jie, who was looking up to drink, only felt that there was something in front of him, and saw an old face full of wrinkles with drunken eyes, and hurriedly smashed the black pottery wine vat, opened his eyes wide and asked sharply: "Who are you!"

'Bang' Xuan Lingzi took a black iron cane and hit Bi Jie's head hard.

The Mountain Swallowing Tiger took a slap on the head, touched a large bag, stretched out his forearms with a roar, kicked his hind legs, and pounced.

Xuan Lingzi's buttocks twisted, and as soon as his body disappeared, he reached Bi Jie's back, and the black iron cane hit the back of his head violently.

'Oops' Bi Jie screamed, hugged the back of his head and jumped away.

"It's the old fairy of Xuan Lingzi!" exclaimed as a good man of the Wu clan threw the porcelain bowl containing the wine.

"Xuan Lingzi Old Immortal!" everyone recognized it one after another.

Xuan Lingzi took Ximen Guanxi's hand, and with a twist of his buttocks, he reached Jin Ga's back.

'Bang' The blue-faced demon bat Jin Ga couldn't dodge and was knocked on the back of the head by Xuan Lingzi's cane.

Jin Ga's head 'buzzed', and he stabbed with a roar with a three-strand fork.

Xuan Lingzi twisted his ass to the left and disappeared, Jin Ga shook his head and looked around, where to find the figure.

'Snort' Xuan Lingzi suddenly appeared in front of Jin Ga, a staff pointed at his chest, Jin Ga was hit hard and vomited blood in the air and flew back, slamming heavily on the ground, flying smoke and dust all over the sky.

'Bang bang bang' Xuan Lingzi's figure was unpredictable, and he hit Jin Ga's chest hard with several sticks in a row.

"Everyone goes up together, he's alone, and his helpers won't be needed!" Jin Ga's eyes showed a deep look of jealousy, and he sat on the ground vomiting blood, tiptoeing back and agitating.

The heroes of all ethnic groups in the Southern Wilderness gathered around, and no one dared to step forward to make a bird because of the majesty of the old immortals.

Xuan Lingzi was in good spirits and good-looking, and he was at ease in the encirclement of many heroes, without the slightest hint of panic and fear.

Xuan Lingzi took a step forward to encircle the circle, and Xuan Lingzi took a step back to encircle the circle.

Xing Tianchuan stood on the high platform and looked at it from a distance, brushing his beard as if he was thinking about something.

'Huhu' Jin Ga waved his three-strand fork to form a defensive net, lest he be attacked by Xuan Lingzi by surprise again.

Xuan Lingzi took a step back, the entire encirclement retreated, Jin Ga seized the opportunity to escape, and jumped up sharply.

"Bayonet!" Xuan Lingzi whispered, and the two of them had already reached the bottom of Jin Ga.

Ximen Guanxi stabbed and stirred the tip of the spear as he said, and Jin Ga didn't expect it to be too late for the three-strand fork to block down, and he howled miserably, and the blood in his lower body flowed like an infusion, and a piece of meat fell down.

Jin Ga covered his lower body and howled in the sky, and his penis was cut off by Qi Gen.

"This revenge will be avenged!" Jin Ga's shrill scream resounded in the night sky.

The Mountain Swallowing Tiger subconsciously covered his lower body, and his body retreated back and forth.

The heroes of the Southern Wilderness still surrounded the two ancestors and grandchildren of Xuanling and did not dare to relax, all of them looked nervous, and sweated on their foreheads.

Xuan Lingzi took Ximen Guanxi's hand, breathing freely, and had the courage to walk leisurely among thousands of troops.

"Don't keep your hands! Kill!" Xuan Lingzi's soft voice came, and Ximen Guanxi nodded knowingly.

Xuantianmen's patriarch Xuan Lingzi had clear grievances when he was young, and he was a peerless killing god, and the heroes of the Southern Wilderness had heard his legend.

The legend of the earth immortal is like thunder, and now when I see the deity of the immortal wind bone, where do I dare to be careless, I am afraid that I will die on the spot in the blink of an eye.

Xuan Lingzi's aura is strong, his aura gathers but does not disperse, and his body is faintly clear. On the other hand, the aura of Haoqiang around him is strong and messy, and his expression is cowardly and fearful.

"Unite to slay him!" shouted a good man of the Wu clan.

All the heroes picked up their weapons and slaughtered the two sons and grandsons of Xuan Ling together.

Xuan Lingzi's buttocks twisted to the right, and his body suddenly disappeared in place, and the besieging fierce man pounced into the air, and the huge force hit the Yellowstone floor causing a series of earth-shattering explosions, and the debris flew in all directions.

The grandfather and grandson appeared behind the encirclement, and a shot from Simon Guanxi pierced the chest of a fierce man of the Wu clan through the back.

The sharp pain in the heart made the mouth of the dying witch warrior open wide, but he couldn't pronounce a complete syllable, his expression was hideous and terrifying, and his whole body shook violently, and he grabbed the tip of the gun on his chest with his hand.

Ximen Guanxi raised the gun high, and the force of his body falling made the wound of the fierce man of the Wu clan even more painful, and his expression was hideous and he kicked his legs in the air, and his mouth made an unwilling sound of 'woo'.

The fierce man of the Wu clan wanted to kill the enemy with a knife, but where did he have the strength, he just wanted to die quickly.

The heroes of the Southern Wilderness who were about to pounce on him saw the hideous and terrifying expressions and movements of the fierce man of the Wu clan who were picked at the tip of the gun, and Du Nuonuo did not dare to step forward to make a bird of the head, lest he would be the next one to end up like this.

"He is the champion of the martial arts competition, Ximen Guanxi, the qi refiner who walks shit luck! Relying on the protection of the old immortal Xuan Lingzi, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, everyone will come forward and kill him!" A fierce man who was gathered at the back pointed his finger and shouted.

"You're not afraid, why are you at the back!" a strong man of the demon clan in front of him shouted loudly, reminding a few stupid men who were about to rush forward immediately.

"That's right, there's a kind of you go first!" the demon clan hero roared in a hurry.

The tip of Ximen Guanxi's spear picked up the screaming Wu clan fierce man, stepped forward step by step, and the encirclement retreated little by little.

The fierce man in the Southern Wilderness is not so much intimidated by the fierceness of Ximen Guanxi, but rather by the peerless cultivation of Xuan Lingzi.

Ximen Guanxi's muscles were knotted like a mighty beast, and the spear raised shook with a shake, and a sharp essence flashed at the tip of the spear, and the fierce man of the Wu clan who picked the gun was shocked into meat crumbs and blood rain scattered.

'Xiu Xiu Xiu' constantly has a poisonous dart from the sneak attack of the wind chasing pig and the fierce man.

'Ding Ding Ding' Ximen Guanxi sometimes dodged, and sometimes picked up the darts that attacked him.

A lewd and ugly-looking dwarf crept behind and attacked, and a highly poisonous arrow flew through the air.

Ximen Guanxi's ears fluttered, and he raised his hand to pick up the flying arrows of the sneak attack, and the flying arrows just hit the knife and axe hand who was executing next to the sinkhole.

The thin man kneeling on the ground trembled and kept drowning, waiting in horror for the broken soul of the knife that fell from his hand, and waited for a long time without movement, but saw the knife and axe hand fall to the ground, his whole body was black and convulsed, and he died.

"The gods have come to save us!" the people who survived the catastrophe seemed to grasp a life-saving straw.

"The gods have come to save us!" the crawling people all raised their heads and shouted, maybe there was still hope for life.