Looking down, Feng Jueyu was deeply shocked by the majestic and magnificent scene in front of him.
I saw that behind the mountains in Lishan Cave, peaks and peaks were like heavy towers locked together, towering tall and majestic between the sky and the earth. On the majestic peaks rising up one after another, there were naked and defenseless figures standing in extreme embarrassment.
These monks stood in an orderly manner on the peaks, mountainsides, and foothills, almost filling the entire mountains. There were heads everywhere, and at a glance, you couldn't see the edges at all.
Tens of thousands of people have tattoos of black double-winged fish on their bodies, either on their shoulders or on their chests... In short, everyone has such a mark.
These people, like slaves, were suppressed by thousands of black-robed Moling monks hovering in the air. They did not dare to make a sound and stood in the center of the mountain, quietly waiting for something.
The mountainous area behind the cave house is almost barren of grass. The few plants that are so pitiful and rare are swaying in the fierce and violent wind. The mountainous area is deathly silent. The terrain below all the mountain peaks constitutes countless bottomless giants.
Abyss, such a large abyss is like a rugged river that reaches all directions, deep and deep without bottom.
Under the mountains under the bright sun, there are a total of eighteen peaks, each with a flat animal skin drum several meters high and more than ten feet in diameter. Each animal skin drum is surrounded by seventy-seven and forty-nine.
There were two strong and muscular men in strange clothes, each holding two huge drum hammers, beating rhythmically.
The pounding sound that Feng Jueyu heard before was coming from these eighteen-sided drums. The strong men around the eighteen-sided animal skin drums moved in a very consistent manner, first left and then right, swinging the hammer alternately with their left and right hands.
The eighteen big drums were beaten so loudly that Feng Jueyu could feel the shaking of the ground caused by the beating of the big drums, even from a long distance away. It was extremely strong.
In a huge mountainous area, a masked strong man with four black phoenix tail feathers hanging on his shoulders stood in the air, holding a black flag that was more than ten times higher than him.
It is embroidered with a lifelike double-winged scale fish pattern. The strong man in the sky is flying on the clouds, holding a flag and rising. Below, the animal skin drums of the Eighteen Mountains are ringing non-stop. Further down, the naked monks are kneeling.
Wait quietly where you are.
Looking from a distance, Feng Jueyu realized that this was a ritual. Although he did not know the profound meaning of the ceremony, he could already feel the solemnity of the ceremony from his five senses and six senses.
The drum was beaten a total of 999 times, and no one dared to move during the process. Everyone in the mountains and abyss looked as blank as wooden sculptures.
Soon after, after the nine hundred and ninety-nine drums were beaten, the four-feathered warrior in the sky held the big flag with both hands and waved it vigorously, saying with a gesture: "Blood Sacrifice."
Whoosh!
Everyone in the mountains and abyss, whether they are the slave-like monks who look miserable, or the Moling people who guard the mountains hanging in the air, including the nearly a thousand strong men playing drums, and the black big man holding a
The strong man holding the flag actually raised his left arm at the same time, raising it slightly above his shoulder.
Afterwards, the word "Blood Sacrifice" quickly spread throughout the mountains. Wherever they looked, everyone waved their right arm with the Sword Sacrifice Technique and carved a seven or eight-inch long gash on their left arm.
Tens of thousands of monks moved in unparalleled order. When they flashed across the sky, streams of thick blood flowed down the arms of all the monks, instantly dyeing the mountains and earth red.
These were tens of thousands of people. From Feng Jueyu's perspective, in the huge area of nearly a hundred acres ahead, the blood of a handful of 50,000 to 60,000 people dripped into the hot earth.
Immediately afterwards, a scene that shocked the world appeared.
It didn't matter that these people performed blood sacrifices in rituals. When the blood of tens of thousands of people dripped into the earth, blood-red threads lit up on the ground.
These threads were the blood of monks, and they poured into the crisscrossing abyss in unison.
Wow!
Soon after, passionate waves arose in the abyss, and the empty, bottomless abyss quickly rose up and turned into a blood-colored river extending in all directions.
The thick blood vapor rolled like a tide in the abyss with the blood waves, and the sound of the blood waves hitting the rock formations roared endlessly.
The next moment, all the Mo Ling monks flying in the sky flew away, and the shirtless monks who could be seen everywhere also fled in panic.
Seeing this, Feng Jueyu was extremely shocked.
Could this be the Great Barbarian Blood Sacrifice that Feng Yixue said?
This is a bit too cruel. It is terrible that tens of thousands of human blood can actually create such a large-scale blood abyss.
At the same time as his spiritual consciousness spread, Feng Jueyu knew that the little blood released by these tens of thousands of people was simply not enough to fill the various abyss in the hundred acres of land. He thought that there must be something else underneath the abyss, and there might be a large amount of blood stored in it.
The blood, stimulated by the fresh blood, rose up from the bottom of the abyss, forming rivers of blood.
This approach is nothing more than using the essence of fresh blood to fill the essence in the blood river, making the blood river abyss become full of vitality with the blessing of various Qimen formations, but the Great Barbarian Blood Sacrifice is not for
Are you raising ferocious monsters?
Where is the evil monster?
Feng Jueyu thought in shock and inexplicably. Suddenly, a deafening roar came from the bottom of the blood river deep in a certain abyss. Hearing the roar of the beast, Feng Jueyu shivered uncontrollably and immediately felt
The demonic energy soaring into the sky surged out from the bottom of the Blood River Abyss.
Whoosh!
Feng Jueyu's eyes moved and he accurately captured the source of the demonic aura. As he focused his gaze slightly, he saw a giant dragon with black horns and blue stripes that was at least fifty feet long flying out of the blood river abyss.
This giant green-skinned dragon bathed in the abyss of blood has a very ferocious image, its huge fangs are exposed outside the bloody mouth, and its fierce pupils shoot out a series of awe-inspiring and brutal rays of light.
The giant dragon flew out of the bloody river and plunged into the river, splashing blood like rain. It seemed that he was enjoying himself very much. However, the monks who were not wearing clothes were shivering in fear. Many of them were hiding behind the rocks of the mountain.
They hugged each other, not even looking at each other.
roar!
The giant dragon flew out again and swallowed several monks hiding nearby. As it flew towards the Blood River Abyss, it spit out dozens of pieces of white bones.
This giant green-skinned dragon showed off its power in the major rivers of the Blood River Abyss for almost a stick of incense. After eating more than a hundred people, it escaped into a river and wandered far away.
At this time, the strong man holding the flag in the sky said loudly: "Today's blood sacrifice is over. Please withdraw the blood slaves from all caves."
This man spoke, expressionlessly carrying the big flag and flying away far away. At this time, the thousands of Moling monks flew down one after another, gathering the slaves together, and organized them to beat or scold them.
Taken away from the blood sacrifice scene.
After the ceremony of the Great Barbarian Blood Sacrifice was completed, the rapids of the Blood River in the Blood River Abyss retreated bravely, and then disappeared into the river, as if it had never appeared again.
After witnessing the brutal blood sacrifice that dehumanized people, Feng Jueyu's heart was beating wildly in fear. This was not because he was timid, but because he felt that this kind of ritual was too cruel. Those people in Mo Ling said
The blood slaves just let out blood to feed the ferocious monsters. What is terrible is that after the ferocious monsters appear, they actually need to eat people to enjoy such a delicious oral blood sacrifice process. It is really shameful.
Seeing the Great Blood Sacrifice, Feng Jueyu thought of his family members who suffered on the mountain, and became even more anxious. After retreating from the top of the mountain, Feng Jueyu was confused, but at this moment he was in danger, and he had to restrain himself.
Feeling anxious and uneasy, he returned to Lishan Cave Mansion and had no idea where to start, so he started walking around the outside of Lishan Cave Mansion. Looking at the practice caves that faced the mountains everywhere, he suddenly found that he didn't know where to start.
Started.
"There's something going on at the Ancient Beast Forest. Envoy Mo Zun ordered all the guards from Lishan Cave to ambush the escaping evil monsters in the hilly areas. Anyone who's okay should follow me."
"Catch the evil monster? Count me in. There must be a reward in the cave."
"Haha, there was such a big mistake in the ancient beast forest, and even Xu Zunshi was seriously injured. You still want to get rewards, so go ahead and dream about it, but for your meritorious service, Mo Zunshi will not treat everyone badly.
At least one seventh-grade Blood Master Essence Pill for everyone."
"Damn, it's so good, I'll come over."
"..."
While walking along the winding mountain path, he suddenly saw many monks wearing black robes flying out of their caves and walking towards a man with a cheeky face.
Feng Jueyu, who was passing by, was inexplicably stunned for a moment, and clues about soul searching emerged in his mind.
The monk who was torn apart by a ferocious demon before and finally had his golden body and soul taken away by Feng Jueyu was named Tang Ming. He was captured into Huanshan twenty years ago. This man was originally a man from Daxiling.
A casual cultivator with good talent. He once made an inherited magic weapon in order to establish a Tianzong. Because this person met Mo Ling who showed up in Jiazi, he offended the Mo Ling people and was almost killed by the Mo Ling people. However, Tang Ming this
People tend to be flattering, and their lives were saved after saying good things. However, because of this, he was included under the banner of Mo Ling. He followed a group of Mo Ling people who went to Jiujie Mountain to do business and came to Huan Mountain. After ten years of
Work hard, break through the early stages of Miaodu, and successfully become one of the many guards of the Ancient Beast Forest.
The reason why Feng Jueyu paused when he heard the discussion was because the bearded leader mentioned Xu Zunshi.
And this Xu Zunshi was the black-robed leader in the middle stage of Taoism that he had seen before in the Ancient Beast Forest.
"The leader was seriously injured?" Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment, and was very excited. If this person died, could I use Tang Ming's identity to stay in Lishan Cave Mansion? This place is extremely controlled.
Yan Yan, it would be really difficult to act without an identity, but it seemed that the man was not dead yet. Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu approached him.