During the past few days that Song Zheng had been secretly observing, the entire tribe seemed to have been secretly planning something. But it was probably not the first time they had done this kind of thing. They seemed to be very experienced. They could communicate with each other through a few simple exchanges.

Understand the meaning, but Song Zheng couldn't figure out their complete plan from these few words. He could only roughly guess that their plan was crucial to the entire tribe, and they needed to hunt something outside, and the "prey" looked very...

Danger.

Late that night, the entire tribe was sleeping peacefully. The warrior leader quietly picked up his weapon, put on his leather armor, and went out. In the darkness, twenty of the strongest warriors in the tribe were waiting for him.

The warrior leader led everyone to the door of the witch chief, knelt down and said goodbye to him. The witch chief gave a faint order and did not show up. The soldiers were used to it. They said goodbye and disappeared into the darkness.

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They entered the mountain forest, as if a dragon returned to the sea freely, leaving almost no traces to follow, but this could not hinder Song Zheng. He followed from a distance, and could not help but frown, because the goal of this group of warriors,

It seems to be the small tribe he first discovered.

A few days later, this group of warriors lurked on the outskirts of the small tribe. They lurked patiently and watched the people of the small tribe working and hunting. Their eyes were cold and emotionless, just like real monsters.

They waited until late at night, sneaked in quietly, and captured six strong young people, three men and three women.

Then they quickly returned to the tribe, but stopped outside the tribe. The warrior leader escorted the six people in one direction, and only sent one warrior back to the tribe to secretly notify the witch chief.

The witch chief remained silent, and when night came, he put on a special animal skin robe with small pockets under the robe in bright and colorful colors.

He trekked step by step and came to a volcano to the west of the tribe.

The warrior leader was waiting for him here with their "prey". In the crater, magma was constantly rolling, making huge bubble sounds, and billowing heat waves rose into the sky from the huge crater.

The six preys glared angrily, but the Witch Chief turned a blind eye with a solemn expression. He dropped various strange materials into the crater, including the horns of some kind of animal, the eyes of monsters, and half a piece of pitch-black unknown material. He also dropped some strange materials from his pocket.

, caught three weird remnant souls!

Various materials were thrown into the crater one after another, and the rolling magma continued to glow with various special brilliance. At the end, the witch chief let out a weird scream. This sound was so special that Song Zheng felt faintly that his soul was unstable.

, seems to be flying away from the body!

The warrior leader seemed to have received the order and threw six living people into the crater with his own hands!

Song Zheng was shocked, but he soon understood: a living sacrifice.

This situation is very common among primitive tribes, and in the Hongwu world, demon tribes often do this as well.

No wonder they were secretive in their planning. This small tribe often traded with them and could even be regarded as their vassal. However, they hunted the people of the small tribe for human sacrifice, and they themselves felt a little guilty.

The six "prey" fell into the rolling magma. All the strange colors that had appeared before disappeared and flashed by in turn. Then the magma in the crater condensed into a huge vortex, and a light red ball rose in the center of the vortex.

of liquid.

This mass of liquid is extremely hot, but it seems to have its own spirituality and life, constantly squirming in an attempt to escape.

The witch chief roared and grabbed it out. The special spots and lines on his body shone together. He captured the liquid from the air and pulled it toward him.

The mass of liquid struggled violently, and even emitted strange chirps, as if it was screaming.

The soldiers around them all covered their ears in pain when this sound entered their heads, but they couldn't stop the sound. They couldn't hold on, and they knelt on the ground in pain one by one. The only one who was still standing was

The most powerful warrior leader and shaman chieftain.

The witch chief appeared to be working very hard, with sweat pouring out from his body in layers, soaking the entire animal skin robe.

He shouted: "Bring it up!"

The warrior leader strode out and quickly carried a young man who had been paralyzed by the sound. He was very strong and performed well in the tribe's hunting team, but he had not yet turned into a monster.

The witch chief finally grabbed the ball of liquid in front of him, and then pushed the liquid onto the young man's face with both hands.

The young man was already unconscious and didn't know how to cooperate. The witch chief didn't care so much. He pressed hard and the liquid penetrated from his nostrils, eyes and ears.

During the whole process, the liquid was very resistant and kept struggling and twisting. The witch chief had almost reached the limit before finally squeezing the liquid completely into the young man's body.

The sound stopped suddenly, but the young man's whole body began to shake violently.

The warrior leader and other monster-shaped warriors swarmed up and held down his limbs. The witch chief used his last strength and shouted loudly in the young man's ear: "Defeat it!"

The young man seemed to have heard it, with a look of great pain on his face, but he gritted his teeth and tried hard to integrate the liquid into his body. Various signs of monster transformation appeared on his body quickly.

But this sign is very unstable. Sometimes it is on the arms, sometimes it moves to the top of the head, sometimes it disappears from the top of the head, and then appears on the back.

The witch chief and the warriors all looked at the young man nervously and concernedly. The young man was about to bite the bullet. Finally, the signs of monster transformation became slower and slower, and gradually only transformed between the arms and legs. This seemed to be a success.

Song Zheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the witch chief and the soldiers.

In the end, the signs of monster transformation were slowly fixed on his calves.

The witch chief and the soldiers showed a smile, but unexpectedly, in an instant, the signs of monster transformation suddenly broke out and invaded his whole body. Before the witch chief and the soldiers could react, there was a loud bang and the young man's whole body exploded.

, amidst the dripping blood and flesh, the mass of liquid quickly escaped.

The witch chief and the soldiers had their heads and faces blown up, but they didn't feel much sadness. Instead, they cursed angrily: "Trash!" They violently swept away the flesh and blood on their bodies, and then stepped on them a few times.

Song Zheng's heart moved, and he quietly walked away. When he looked up, he saw that the liquid had broken through the air, as fast as lightning, grazing the treetops of the dense forest, and fled dozens of miles away.

He misstepped his feet and ran after him quickly.

There is no doubt that the source of the monsterization in this world is this special liquid. Judging from the care taken by the witch chief in refining this liquid and the need for six human sacrifices, the raw materials of this liquid are very precious, and I am afraid that the entire

The tribe may not be able to collect enough in a year.

For witch chiefs and warrior leaders, if they succeed, a powerful warrior will be added to the tribe, but if they fail, all their efforts will be in vain for a long time.

In such a world, human life is not valuable, but this "liquid" is valuable.

Song Zheng followed behind, not getting too close. After chasing for more than a hundred miles, he was far away from the tribe, and the liquid seemed to be exhausted. Although it had spirituality, it was not a real life form after all, and its power could not be replenished after it was exhausted.

Song Zheng suddenly appeared. Before the liquid could react, he opened his big hand in the air and lowered it, grabbing the liquid firmly in his hand.

The liquid struggled hard, and Song Zheng exerted a little force, and it calmed down. Song Zheng smiled with satisfaction: As expected, he was deeply spiritual and knew that he was no match for him.

He observed this thing carefully, and secretly marveled in his heart: If it were in the Hongwu world, such a ball of liquid could be a spiritual treasure!

One of the most important criteria for a spiritual treasure is spirituality. In the Hongwu world, it is very difficult to make a magical treasure spiritual. Only those at Lin Zhengu's level can do it.

But in this world, if you look at the monster-like warriors in the tribe, there is no doubt that everyone has fused such a ball of liquid. Not including those who failed.

And those complete monsters that ambush Hongwu World under the Void Gate probably used more than one ball of liquid each.

He sighed secretly: "Sure enough, the heavens and the world are full of miracles. If they can complement each other..." He did not say the next words, but there is no doubt that if the resources of the heavens and the world can be completely integrated, then they can go against the will of heaven.

Killing gods and establishing Taoism is not an idle talk!

He suddenly had another guess: Is it because of this that the gods separated the heavens and the worlds and scattered various resources in various isolated worlds?

【m.】 The purpose of Tianhuo opening these worlds, in addition to its own various needs, is also to allow Hongwu World to integrate these resources and see the hope of rebelling against Tianqiong. In short, it is to use itself and Hongwu World to

The water is muddy?

The ball of liquid lay obediently in his hand. In this world, Song Zheng could not use the power of the Yang God, or it could not be used outside the body. The power was still there, but it was imprisoned.

He observed it for a while, then opened his mouth and swallowed the ball of liquid.

The liquid didn't seem to expect that Song Zheng would treat it like this. It slid down the ancient demon clone's throat in surprise, and then it suddenly became excited.

It was forcibly inserted into the body of the young warrior of the tribe and was extremely resistant. However, this time, it cooperated very well and revealed an extremely strong idea in Song Zheng's body: fusion! Cannot wait to fuse.

Song Zheng burst into laughter. This little thing really understood that "those who know the current affairs will break down the trees for a good bird to roost in".

Of course Song Zheng was much stronger than that young warrior, and Liquid was even willing to give up his duplicity for it.

Song Zheng pushed the boat along with the current and pushed the liquid to his left arm. The fusion occurred quickly. Song Zheng was secretly on guard. All changes in the body could not escape the control of his Yangshen. If there was any abnormality, he would immediately cut off his own
Chapter completed!