Eight hundred and fifty seventh chapter live sacrifices
"Hoo moo..."
Under the blue sky and white clouds, various thick and majestic or thunderous roars intertwined into a wilderness elegy, and the agitated sky clouds and mists rolled endlessly, revealing the clear sky thousands of miles away.
There are stone towers tens of feet high, completely made of huge rocks, with simple and rough shapes. On them are burning bonfires that even cover up the sunlight. Millions of Beijin barbarians are praying silently in a low and solemn voice.
With the exception of Wu Mingte, all human beings who crouched in the outermost space, or who raised their heads inadvertently, were all picked out by the huge barbarian iron guards who were surrounded by scarlet animal skins and ferocious bone helmets, and were thrown into the bonfire on the spot.
Burned to death.
At this time, it had been several days since the protons left. Wu Ming was brought here by Yelu Chongguang early this morning.
"Respected Gou Meng Saint Ancestor, endless ancient ancestors, barbarian saints of all generations, please enjoy the worship of future generations..."
Following an old and rickety fox barbarian semi-saint wearing a white fox robe, he held up a crutch stained with blood-silver flames, and after reciting some obscure barbarian sacrificial scriptures, each of them
All the clansmen knelt down and fell to the ground.
Looking from a distance, hundreds of half-naked lions, tigers, tigers, oxen, and horse barbarians with neatly colored coats and almost similar appearances danced in a simple but majestic way with all ethnic groups forming a square formation.
The chilling war dance seemed to be tireless, singing and dancing around the thousand-foot stone tower in the middle.
Dong dong woo woo!
With the thunderous sound of drums and horns, the bottom of the stone tower suddenly shook, as if it came to life. A huge hole appeared, and a terrifying hurricane blew out like a howling wind.
"This is... a living sacrifice!"
Wu Ming's pupils shrank and his heart beat several times.
I saw hundreds of shackles and chains, including almost all ethnic groups in China. The creatures with sluggish and desperate expressions but extremely powerful auras were arbitrarily dragged under the stone tower and pushed into the cave.
No screams were heard, no struggles were seen, it was as if it was a bottomless pit, no matter what went in, it would be swallowed up silently!
Even if you don't dare to observe with your spiritual sense, you can tell with your naked eyes that the thousands of creatures that were pushed in at first, including the human race, are all at the master level, followed by nearly a hundred grand masters or emperor monsters.
beast.
At the end, it was astonishing that the auras of the three deities were extremely terrifying. The iron chains they were holding were rattling, and the runes on them were flickering. Even though they were miles away, they felt a suffocating pressure coming towards them.
"Half Saint!"
Wu Ming took a deep breath.
In the land of China, there are thousands of races. Although humans, monsters, and barbarians are the three main races, there are actually countless branches of the three races. Some of them are independent of the main race due to their age or complex bloodlines, but no matter how weak they are,
The clan may not have a half-saint sitting in charge.
This kind of combat power is the top level of combat power for most ethnic groups, even the human race is no exception. Of course, it does not include the saints who are restricted by the iron law of suppressing demons and the oath of heaven and man, and are unable to take action at will.
But this being, who could be called the ancestor of any ethnic group, was being held captive and suppressed like a pig or a dog, and was about to be sacrificed alive!
Even if he saw it with his own eyes, Wu Ming felt that it was a bit unreal.
"This is the power of the barbarians!"
Wu Ming's heart felt inexplicably heavy. It's no wonder that nearly half of China's fertile and sacred land is occupied by barbarians.
If placed in the human race, unless the three half-saints caused huge disasters or fell into demons, the human race would mostly focus on subjugating them instead of such a tyrannical one-size-fits-all approach.
"Ah, damn barbarians, I...ah!"
The most ferocious struggling Half-Saint was a tall old man with white beard and hair, half human and half ape. Before he could finish speaking, the old foxman priest hit him hard on the chest with his cane.
The blood-silver flames swelled up, instantly burning the fur on his chest and opening the flesh. The burnt smell spread so far that even Wu Ming could smell it and frowned.
"Here... ha... fight..."
The surrounding barbarians were extremely excited, constantly beating the ground and making loud noises, showing their enthusiasm.
Under the stone tower, three other unusually tall lion barbarians, bear barbarians, and dragon barbarians stepped forward, raised their sharp blades high, and pierced the joints of the three semi-saints. Blood flowed profusely and a fishy wind blew out.
Looking from a distance, the blood of the three semi-saints is emitting a strange light. It is the blood of the holy way contained in their bodies!
Under the gathering power of the majestic holy way, his blood flowed continuously and turned into crystal pearls, with mini beasts flapping endlessly inside them.
Wu Ming has excellent eyesight and can see clearly the white ape, sika deer and crystal fish!
It is not difficult to imagine that these are three alien semi-saints with atavistic bloodline. Their strength is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary semi-saints, but they were still captured and sacrificed alive by the barbarians.
Especially the half-saint with the bloodline of the crystal fish must be close to the Shui Tribe. Now the Four Seas Dragon Clan is in charge of the Chinese Water Tribe. There is no one who refuses to obey, and even the barbarians dare to attack. This shows how arrogant and domineering they are.
In just a few breaths, the three foreign half-saints were covered with crystal blood beads. They were picked up by three barbarian warriors and threw them into the cave with shaking hands. Their wails turned into mournful sobs in the blink of an eye.
"The Holy Ancestor Appears!"
The old foxman priest raised his hands in the air, trembling like a convulsion, and kept repeating, and finally turned into a murmur.
Buzz!
As if there was really a response, the thousand-foot stone tower suddenly shook, and a vast and terrifying pressure emerged. The shaking world buzzed and trembled, and then hundreds of stone towers shrouding the surroundings also faintly
Trembling.
"throat!"
Wu Ming glanced at the sky subconsciously, and felt a stinging pain that made his soul tremble. He quickly lowered his head and wiped his eyes, but felt that it was extremely hot and humid, and he shed tears of blood.
"Don't look at it, that is the immortal will left by the barbarian ancestors in the world. As long as the worship continues and the blood is not aware, his will will last forever and protect the tribe. Even the saint can be easily obliterated!"
Ku Ye reminded in a low voice, as if he did not dare to speak loudly.
"The barbarians are so powerful, wouldn't the human race be in danger?"
Wu Ming was slightly startled, and immediately knew that he had asked a stupid question.
"Hmph, the human race has many temples and tombs of saints. Although it is weaker than the barbarians, it is not much worse. You know, although the history of our human race can only be traced back to the ancient wilderness, under the leadership of the Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors, it has become weak step by step.
of food, and now it occupies half of China, the barbarians... hum!"
Kuye snorted repeatedly, seeming to be disdainful.
Wu Ming was startled, his brows furrowed deeply, he calculated silently, and a wry smile couldn't help but cross his lips.
It seems that no matter in the past or present life, as far as living beings are concerned, the human race was indeed born later, and eventually climbed to the top of the food chain step by step. The traces of many ethnic groups have been erased. Later generations can only see the traces of other ethnic groups in museums or art magazines.
record.
"The Holy Ancestor will live forever and bless our clan with prosperity and immortality throughout the ages!"
The old foxman priest shouted.
Millions of barbarians shouted in unison, and the sound was like thunder, which spread throughout a hundred miles. Waves of sound rose into the sky with a majestic momentum, and suddenly turned into an extremely solid blood-gray glow that filled the air.
"The will of the Barbarian Saint Ancestor has come, keep your mind close, and don't try to peek, otherwise you will be infected by his will and become a slave of the barbarians. You will definitely not be able to hold on now!"
Ku Ye said urgently.
The clear sky just now suddenly appeared and condensed into a cloud of hundreds of miles of dark clouds under the blood-gray glow. Looking from a distance, it looked like a terrifying existence covering the sky and the sun, standing between the sky and the earth.
It will never be destroyed forever, the sky will not harvest it, and the earth will not bury it!
Wu Ming was very obedient and did not have any distracting thoughts, but he still felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his heart. His straight back bent involuntarily. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not resist the humiliation coming from the deepest part of his mind.
It is indeed humble. It is the self-consciousness that arises from the heart when facing unimaginable advanced beings. It has nothing to do with the strength of one's ability.
Of course, whether it is the strength of his abilities or the era of inheritance, Wu Ming is completely different from the Gou Meng Saint Ancestor who led the barbarians to dominate China in ancient times. It can even be said that there is no comparison at all.
Buzz!
As if responding to the call of the barbarians, the phantom leaned forward slightly, and a hole appeared where the head was. It seemed that it had opened a big mouth and was sucking in the sun and the moon. Suddenly thunder rolled and blood rained from the sky.
As the blood poured down, all the barbarians raised their arms excitedly and piously, as if they were taking on the most important affairs in their lives, even the few barbarian half-saints present were no exception.
"Blessings from heaven and earth!"
Wu Ming took a breath and looked shocked.
This kind of fluctuation is almost the same as the previous situation when killing monsters and receiving blessings from heaven and earth.
"If you sense it carefully, this is not a blessing from heaven and earth. Although the Saint Ancestor did dominate the whole world and led the barbarians to the ancient times, beating all races to the point where they could hardly breathe, it has not yet reached the level of changing the world."
Although Ku Ye said this, there was a solemn tone in his words.
“It’s definitely something different!”
Wu Ming closed his eyes and felt it silently, and he found an unusually subtle difference, but it was difficult to catch it with his power. It seems that Ku Ye also relied on the power of the Holy Soul to discover it.
But even so, it's amazing enough.
Because in his keen senses, the breath of all the barbarians shrouded in blood light has been slightly improved. Although there are more and less, it is too scary. After all, there are millions of barbarians here.
Buzz!
After the blood rain lasted for a long time, many people suddenly broke through the realm on the spot, but most of them were barbarians or ordinary barbarian kings. Although the more powerful barbarians all looked happy, only a handful of them broke through.
As for the beings who have become Barbarian Emperors through this, there are only two or three, less than five fingers, and they are all long-standing Barbarian Emperors.
Seeing this, Wu Ming let out a long sigh. If the barbarians could rely on the unrestricted enhancement of their ancestors' will, not to mention the human race, even all the ethnic groups in China combined would be no match.
It makes sense when you think about it. After all, to launch such a sacrifice, three alien semi-saints, thousands of emperors and kings must be sacrificed alive. It probably took a lot of effort and effort to save up.
If they were arrested without restraint, the human race and the dragon race alone would not give up and watch their own backbone being sacrificed alive and become nourishment to strengthen the enemy.
"Best wishes to the Holy Ancestor and may you bless our clan forever!"
The old foxman priest recited another long paragraph of ancient sacrificial inscriptions, swung his crutch fiercely, pointed to the cave under the tower, "Ask the Holy Ancestor to open the way to heaven!" (To be continued)