Tuge Manwu is not a very big Wudong, with a population of only a few hundred.
However, at this time, the witch spirit fell and the evil spirit broke out. Everyone in Wudong, whether they were men, women, old or young, lost their lives, and no one escaped.
It's so tragic, but it can't help but make people's hearts palpitate!
"Actually, Dayu is also facing such a situation. Once Dayu is destroyed, the evil energy accumulated over hundreds of years will explode. Who knows how tragic it will be?"
Seeing this, Tao Xiaowu couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
The real catastrophe will probably not happen until Dayu is destroyed.
Including hundreds of thousands of countless demons and monsters crossing the mountain and descending from the mountain to cause trouble in the world, or even countless wild ghosts and evil spirits in the underworld causing riots...
In fact, they are just part of this great disaster!
After all, who made Dayu so powerful that he ordered to rule both humans and gods at the same time?
When it falls, it will be a thousand times more tragic than when any dynasty falls.
It is good to say that ten rooms are empty, there are no roosters crowing for thousands of miles, and bones are exposed in the wild.
Think about the original world when the Eastern Han Dynasty collapsed and the Three Kingdoms were in chaos. By the time the Western Jin Dynasty was established, the population of 50 to 60 million people ended up being less than 10 million.
Visible cruelty!
Then the Western Jin Dynasty was peaceful for only ten or twenty years, followed by the Rebellion of the Eight Kings, the mud horse crossing the river, and then hundreds of years of war...
If this great evil is destroyed, it might become even more cruel, affecting humans, ghosts and gods.
I still don’t know what it will be like in the end!
"Let's go, let's find another Wudong!"
After looking at it for a while, Tao Xiaowu sighed softly in his heart and left these things behind.
I am weak and weak, and I cannot worry about these things.
Just do the things in front of you!
One witch fire from killing all the barbarian witches is not enough to replenish Yujue's legal domain. At least the witch fire from two or three barbarian witches must be plundered!
Sanyuan has no objection. Everything will be done according to Tao Xiaowu’s orders tonight!
"Twenty or thirty miles away from here, there is a hairy barbarian witch cave, which has close ties with the Tuge barbarian witch.
The force is even slightly weaker than that of the Tuge Barbarian Witch. Although I am afraid that the changes in the Tuge Barbarian Witch's place have already alerted them, it shouldn't be difficult to attack them by force!" said the Third Yuan.
Tao Xiaowu nodded in agreement: "Soldiers need to be quick. As long as we move fast enough, these barbarian wizards won't have time to react.
Let’s see how many Wudongs I can destroy tonight!”
When time passed, these barbarian witches reacted and joined forces with each other.
At that time, it will not be easy to destroy these Wudongs!
For Tao Xiaowu, it all depends on tonight how much victory he can gain and how much witch fire he can plunder!
For the Third Yuan, the more of these barbarian witches that are destroyed, the less pressure Zhenhuan Pass will face in the future!
Both sides had the same goal, and rushed towards the barbarian witch without stopping.
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The Tuge Barbarian Witch was no longer a large Wudong, but the Hairao Barbarian Witch was even smaller, with no more than five hundred in number.
The Manwu Wudong around Zhenhuan Pass is different from that near Linggu. There are no large Wudongs like Luotong Manwu and Heidong Manwu.
They only talk about some small and medium-sized Wudong!
In fact, this barbarian witch is considered a medium to large witch cave in this generation.
Most of the people around here are barbarian witches with no more than a hundred or ten people!
The barbarian shamans who were also sleeping in the middle of the night were suddenly awakened by a huge noise in the distance.
The huge movement at Tugewudong, with mountains collapsing and ground cracking, could be heard even though the mountains blocked it.
Followed by the elders and wizards in Wudong, all had warning signs in their hearts.
"The witch spirit is giving you a warning, please sound the gong quickly..."
As the resounding gong sounded in the dark night, all the dazed barbarian shamans took up arms one after another, whether they were young or old, they all gathered in the square in the middle of Wudong.
The precious witch fire has been taken out and lit up the fire in the center of the square. The flames illuminate the night sky and calm down all the panic-stricken barbarian witches. Courage grows with the warmth!
"The witch spirits sent a warning sign. An enemy is coming and wants to attack us. The witch spirits of Tugeman have been destroyed, and their witch fire has been extinguished..."
Before he finished speaking, all the barbarian shamans were already in a commotion.
Everyone knows what it means when the witch fire goes out and the witch spirit falls in the Hundred Thousand Hengduan Mountains!
The leader of Wudong shouted loudly: "Our witch spirits are also facing danger now. If we want to keep the witch fire alive and survive this disaster, there is only one way.
That’s a blood sacrifice!”
This hair-haired barbarian shaman, like the Tuge barbarian shaman, has frequent contact with the people of the counties and counties at the foot of the mountain, and his level of civilization is already very high.
At this moment, everyone was in an uproar when they heard about the blood sacrifice.
There has been no such thing as a blood sacrifice for many years.
At best, young people have only heard of it!
However, everyone knows that once the blood sacrifice comes, it means that the entire Wudong is at a critical moment of life and death.
The leader did not wait for the tribesmen to say anything: "Start from my house and bring out my cattle and sheep..."
The leader's cattle and sheep, which had been prepared long ago, were led to the fire and killed directly. The blood flowed into the witch fire and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
For a moment, the witch fire was stained with a layer of blood, which was particularly dazzling!
A wizard stood up and looked at the bloody witch fire. He seemed to have seen countless soldiers and horses rushing into the Netherland Dojo, with arrows raining down like rain.
The souls of the ancestors were killed one by one by these arrows...
The entire dojo is in danger!
He couldn't help shouting loudly: "Not enough, this is not enough, far from enough. Blood sacrifice, continue the blood sacrifice..."
Many cattle, sheep, and livestock were taken from one home, slaughtered on the spot, and sacrificed to the witch spirits.
However, the blazing witch fire still dimmed a little bit!
"It's not enough, let's start with the old man..."
Some older barbarian shamans were pushed onto the altar, their throats were cut, and blood sacrifices were performed.
The light of the witch fire suddenly became stronger, as if it had been nourished by blood.
However, a moment later, it weakened again.
"Sacrifice, sacrifice! Continue to sacrifice..."
The leader and wizard screamed at the top of their lungs.
After all the animals were sacrificed with blood, it was the turn of the old people.
After the old man's blood sacrifice, it was the woman, and then the child...
"Enough, enough! It can't go on like this...
Otherwise, the witch fire has not been extinguished, and there will be no one left in our Wudong!"
The leader and the wizard immediately hesitated and looked at the corpses on the ground.
There were also clansmen who were trembling and full of fear. Finally, they let out a long sigh and cut their own necks with a backhand knife, and their blood spattered into the witch fire.