Seeing the high priest's expression as if struck by a thunderbolt, Bai Feng knew that there must be a huge secret behind this corpse, and her mood became increasingly heavy.
The high priest left everyone behind and said he was going to check the ancient books of the clan, but he did not explain anything. After the executioner carefully inspected the body and the dagger, he took Bai Feng away temporarily to wait for the results of the high priest.
About an hour later...
"Ah, high priest, how are you? What did you find?"
When Xing Wu saw the man coming back, he couldn't wait to ask.
"Ahem~"
The high priest coughed, punched the ancient wooden staff, and took a deep breath, "I found many spells in the list of forbidden spells in the past that cost blood sacrifices. Among them, the withered marrow blood curse is very similar to the situation of this corpse.
Matches.”
"Withered Marrow Blood Curse?"
Xing Wu, as the contemporary Yu Yuan's guard commander, is several dozen years old and has never heard of this technique at all. He twisted his thick eyebrows together and asked with wide eyes: "What is the effect of this technique?"
The Shushan witch clan has been passed down for thousands of years, and its magic techniques have naturally changed with the advancement of the times. Today, many legends have said that magic techniques that cost a living person, or even more people, have basically disappeared. They are only found in ancient books.
, only a few words can be found.
"Withered Marrow Blood Curse, the ancestors who compiled the list of forbidden arts throughout the ages ranked this technique at the top of the list of forbidden arts."
"So scary?"
The high priest lowered his eyes, and the wrinkles on his face were deeper than usual. "This technique has only appeared once in history, eight hundred years ago."
"Eight hundred years ago~" Bai Feng's eyebrows suddenly moved, feeling as if he had caught something.
Eight hundred years ago, that was before the establishment of the Zhou Dynasty, huh?
"As for the techniques and principles of this technique, our ancestors did not leave any records, but their compensation and effects were recorded in extremely detail.
The possessed body is used as a sacrifice for casting a spell. When the spell is activated, blood light reaches the sky, and all places illuminated are attracted by the devil. After the spell is completed, the blood marrow of the body used as a sacrifice dries up, leaving only a
It’s an empty shell.”
Hearing this, Xing Wu clenched his iron fists and trembled all over, "Doesn't that mean that the changes in those beasts are caused by someone behind them...bastard! Ah~"
He roared angrily, his eyes widened, and he roared loudly, a terrifying momentum that shook the entire bamboo building to a creaking sound.
The black hand behind this should be a long process, including more than 20 years ago, when his father fought against a mutant leopard king and finally died in the battle.
The high priest did not drink the execution force, but half-squinted his eyes and rubbed the hand holding the ancient wooden staff slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Bai Feng compared the description of the high priest with what he observed at the lake, and asked his doubts: "High priest, according to what you said, one time you cast a spell, you will consume a sacrifice. When you cast a spell in that lake
The number of animals that the spell can affect is very limited. The people behind the scenes want to create such a large-scale beast tide as we have seen, which requires a huge number of sacrifices. No one can do it silently."
"Oh~ This is what I'm worried about."
The high priest's Adam's apple rolled, and his thin skin wrinkled. "Eight hundred years have passed. If there is a group of people who have inherited this unscrupulous blood curse, what should they have learned about this blood curse after eight hundred years?"
degree.
This time, there was such a large-scale change in the beast tide. Presumably, the people behind the scenes were absolutely sure, and they dared to act so recklessly.
No matter what their goal is, they are bound to be unable to circumvent the Fuso sacred tree guarded by our clan and the seal of Yu Yuan."
"Yu Yuan's seal?" Bai Feng's breathing became heavier.
Recently, these four words have appeared too frequently. Including Lu Yan, everyone who mentioned the Yu Yuan seal kept it secret.
"After all, the so-called demonic energy was leaked from Yu Yuan's seal, and the Fuso tree was used to purify the demonic energy and suppress the seal... Xingwu!"
The high priest's expression suddenly changed, and the ancient wooden staff struck the floor.
Xing Wu gathered his emotions and immediately responded: "Yes, high priest."
"Calling all Yu Yuan's guards to prepare for war."
…
The Shushan witch tribe, benefiting from Bai Feng's special ability to communicate with birds, discovered the secret behind the mutated beasts.
Just when a war is about to be launched here, a war has already started in another place.
…
A man wrapped in a black robe found the high mountain where the Yin tribe gathered Yangjin Yulu grass.
"The King of Birds disconnects here and can clear away the demonic energy infiltrated by the withered marrow blood curse. It should be the formation of annihilation.
Humph, the purification formation that has been passed down for eight hundred years is really in the way, Yinren."
He raised his head, and the black robe's hat revealed half of his face. His skin was dark, and his cheeks were smeared with lines of different colors.
"Yangjin Jade Grass, if you need this kind of spiritual grass, it seems that someone is dying. Ha, what a coincidence~"
Now that he can find this place, the Guyin tribe is no longer a top secret in his eyes. With the combat power in his hands, it is easy to wipe out a tribe.
So, the war broke out!
…
"Bang Bang Bang~"
At the lookout tower of the Guyin tribe, sirens blared loudly, and the tribesmen's shrill screams at the sentry alarmed the entire tribe and quickly entered a state of war.
"Be careful! A tide of beasts, a tide of beasts! Ah—"
A big, eye-catching white-fronted insect jumped onto the lookout with its hind legs, smashing the wooden railings to pieces with its thick forepaws. It opened its bloody mouth, and suddenly a man lost half of his body.
"Roar~"
The white tiger roared into the sky, smashed its head through the wooden board on the top of the observation tower, and stared at the tribe's village gate with its big beast eyes.
Its white fur was stained with blood, and there was still blood dripping from its mouth. It bared its mouth, lowered its head, bit the bloody half of the human body, and threw it off the ground.
A lookout tower opposite here has collapsed at this time. The two Yin warriors on guard fell to the ground, one with his head facing the sky and the other with his head on the ground. The bodies of the two men were bloody and bloody, and their trunks and internal organs had been hollowed out.
, two black panthers are licking their paws.
The gate of the tribe's village was closed tightly, and on the protective floor, Caltrop gritted his teeth and threw out a wooden thorn.
"Bang~"
The wooden thorns pierced the watchtower, and the huge force caused it to disintegrate in one blow, but the white tiger had jumped away quickly and avoided his attack.
"Ouch~"
A loud wolf howl was heard in the distance, followed by countless wolf howls in response, making the entire forest tremble.
Green eyes shined in the darkness of the forest, and countless wild wolves began to attack.
"It's wolves, lots of wolves, shooting arrows."
"Roar~"
The white tiger almost jumped onto the protective building, but Tribulus hit it on the head with a stick, smashing it into pieces and falling back to the ground.
"Ah ah!"
He shouted loudly and thrust a wooden thorn at hand into it. The white tiger's head was injured, but it still retained its fighting strength and managed to escape the blow in time.
"Crack-"
Another wooden thorn flew towards the white tiger after it had dodged, and pierced the belly directly, nailing it to the ground.
"OK!"
Zan Tribulus grinned and shouted. He turned around and saw Zan Pei laughing there.
"Hahaha, so happy!"
Obviously, Bai Hu was defeated by Zan in the final blow.
The eyes of the two tribal warriors collided. Sparks flew out and dispersed in an instant. They each led their tribesmen to fight against the beasts.