Gu Feng's nose moved slightly, smelling the familiar smell in the air, thinking about something.
"Is it a breath of senior?"
Gu Feng murmured to himself, and a bold guess emerged in his heart.
Huh ~
A strong wind blew through, pushing away the overlapping lush branches, revealing a very old mulberry tree.
This old mulberry tree is lush with branches and leaves, and the canopy that penetrates into the sky is shrouded in white clouds like the blue sea.
The trunks of the tree are vigorous, like a black dragon lying on its shore, spreading to the middle of Xingluo Mountain.
At the foot of the ancient tree, a short sword penetrated deeply into the earth, leaving only the hilt of the sword and a little blue sword body.
The exposed sword body was covered with thick blue dragon scales, slowly rising and falling, like a real dragon breathing.
"It's really the spiritual sword used by the senior!"
Gu Feng observed the sword up close and confirmed that it was the blue spirit sword used by his senior in the Jiuxuan Arena.
In this way, the familiar smell in the air can be explained.
It was the breath left by the senior on the broken sword that filled the air.
"But why did this spiritual sword break apart?"
Gu Feng frowned. The spirit sword was not broken in an orderly manner, but had several gaps and cracks.
Even if the green sword was inserted on the ground, he could tell at a glance that it was a broken sword.
The fairy spirit is still there, but unfortunately there are not many.
"Maybe it is related to the death of the senior."
For some reason, Gu Feng felt that there was a shocking secret hidden in it when he saw the short sword.
It may involve the secret of the death of the senior.
It may also involve a bigger peerless secret!
"It's time to perform a sacrificial ceremony."
A rough voice of a beast brought Gu Feng's flying thoughts back to reality.
"Come on, I just like watching this scene."
A powerful man from the Crown Spirit Monkey tribe who looks similar to a golden monkey, licked his lips excitedly, waiting to see the bloody scene of these creatures being caught and sacrificed alive.
"Stop talking nonsense, it's time to start."
A black monkey with a kilometer-shaped body shouted, but no one else refuted it.
He is one of the six major and three palace realms of Xingluo Mountain.
He is huge in size and infinite brute force, and is the indigenous person with the strongest practical combat capabilities in Xingluo Mountain.
The other indigenous leaders had to listen to his words.
With the order from the black monkey in the Three Palace Realm, all the natives knelt on the ground, raised their hands high, dancing in strange postures, and murmured in unintelligible ancient words.
This sacrificial ceremony lasted for more than a dozen breaths before it ended.
Gu Feng hid in the corner and looked at the group of indigenous people and found that there were six indigenous people with different appearances.
The five types are similar to spirit beasts.
Only one race looks exactly like a human.
Their skin is smooth and fair enough to glow, and their eyes are as gorgeous and charming as stars.
The man's face is as handsome as a sharp and handsome as a knife.
Women all look as flawless as elfs and are extremely beautiful.
Even Gu Feng, who had seen many peerless beauties, couldn't help but take a few more glances when he saw these indigenous women who were more beautiful than celestial immortals.
Was it ~
Perhaps it was the indigenous sacrificial ritual that played a role, and the old mulberry trees were awakening like gods that had been sleeping for thousands of years.
The tree crown wrapped in white clouds is shaking, and the withered yellow and black mulberry leaves are scattered.
A branch quietly extended out of the trunk of the old mulberry tree, appeared on the sacrificial platform, and suddenly inserted into the head of a bound golden-horned iron cow!
The golden-horned iron cow is also a unique creature in the ancient summer secret realm.
However, the golden horned iron cow is not suitable for cultivation and has become a food for indigenous people with cultivation in this world.
And the offerings of the old mulberry trees in Xingluo Mountain.
“Woooooo~”
The golden-horned iron cow struggled in pain, and his wailing sounded harshly.
This kind of struggle only takes a few breaths, and its limbs lose strength, become weak all over, and no longer struggles.
The other eight figures tied to the sacrificial platform changed their faces when they saw such bloody scenes.
He was tied alive on the sacrificial platform and watched the branches penetrate into his body, sucking away his blood, and finally suffered to death.
This kind of death is the most terrifying thing!
"Woooooo!"
Qingyu's eyes widened and he struggled desperately, but his cultivation was sealed and he could not get rid of the rope that trapped him.
His mouth was blocked and he couldn't make any sound even when he shouted.
At this moment, he was covered in fear of death.
He had never been as close to death as he was now.
Puff~
"Woo!!!"
The branches of the old mulberry tree were pulled out from the corpse of the golden-horned iron cow. The bright red branches were shining, and the head of the second golden-horned iron cow was inserted. A few drops of blood fell on Qingyu's pale and colorless face.
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The rich breath of death melted on the tip of his nose, and fear penetrated his soul.
The nine sacrifices that were captured this time were eight of them, just golden horned iron cows.
He is the only one cultivator.
This group of natives living in Xingluo Mountain is very smart and has not attacked the cultivators of the Immortal King family.
This is also the reason why they have been able to survive in Xingluo Mountain and never encountered a catastrophe.
The existence of the old mulberry tree, the existence of the broken sword, and the Immortal King family have more or less understood it.
There were also geniuses from the Immortal King family who came over and wanted to draw out the broken sword.
It’s a pity that no one has been able to pull out this sword for countless years.
Later, no one came to try it.
"Just one native is in the third palace realm of cultivation."
Gu Feng hid in the corner, and his thoughts quietly passed by the indigenous people.
These natives did not hide their aura, so they could easily determine the specific cultivation level of the enemy.
One end is the three palace realm, and the other dozens of natives are in the Nascent Soul realm.
He was still sure to save Qingyu.
The only thing to worry about is to take action while the enemy is not paying attention.
To prevent the enemy from seeing him take action to rescue Qingyu, he would kill Qingyu!
Those natives were only a few dozen meters away from Qing Yu.
Once they discovered it in advance, no matter how fast he is, it is useless.
Gu Feng held his breath and walked towards the indigenous people quietly.
Nine hundred meters.
Seven hundred meters.
Five hundred meters.
Three hundred meters.
Two hundred meters.
One hundred meters...
boom!
When Gu Feng approached the natives a hundred meters, he suddenly rose up and moved, and used the [Flying Dragon Magic] with all his strength, pulled out a series of afterimages, passed by these natives, and shot at Qingyu.
"It's human!"
"Catch him and don't let him destroy the sacred sacrifice!"
"Kill the damn human!!!"
This group of natives furiously attacked Gu Feng like crazy.
"It's too late."
Gu Feng snorted coldly, took out the black scale Xuan Pan, and used the power of Taichu's magical staff to arrange a sixth-level [Blood Wood Soul-Suppressing Array] to suppress all the natives.
Hurry!
Gu Feng cut off the branches thorned by the old mulberry tree with a sword and split the rope that trapped Qingyu.
“Woooooo~”
"His grandma, you're here."
Qingyu shouted a few times, remembering that his mouth was still stuck by the natives with his own clothes, so he took off the clothes with his hands and finally could speak.
He thought he was dead.
Unexpectedly, Gu Feng could appear at a critical moment and rescue him from a dire crisis.
"Let's go quickly."
Gu Feng knew very well that this place should not be kept for a long time, so he grabbed Qingyu's arm and turned around and left.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!
At this moment, the aura of the five trunks and three palaces fell from the sky, shaking the sky and the earth.
Five trunks were surrounded by the aura of cultivation in the third palace realm and rushed over from five directions!
The Tree God is the hope of the natives of Xingluo Mountain to escape from the ancient Xia secret realm.
It is the only spiritual belief of the natives.
Therefore, the leaders of the three palace realms of the six major indigenous tribes were practicing nearby.
The black monkey trapped by the [Blood Wood Soul-Suppressing Array] is just one of them!