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The first thousand one hundred and twenty-two chapters black feathers

"Yes!" Zhulong Priest said truthfully: "And, they launched the Holy Fire Sacrifice."

The so-called Holy Fire Sacrifice is a grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to the Barbarian God. After the sacrifice, according to the level of the sacrificer's contribution, the Barbarian King can request a wish to be fulfilled.

As long as it's not too much, wishes will often come true extremely effectively.

The purpose of the three old priests to initiate the priesthood is self-evident, and they want to achieve their goals through sacrifice.

Of course, they dare not directly ask the Barbarian God to grant them the throne. In all likelihood, they will ask the Barbarian God to forgive their sins. If the Barbarian King appears and agrees to fulfill their wish, they can seize the throne with peace of mind.

"Holy Fire Sacrifice?" Nu Tianyi knew it clearly: "It's expected! However, they are too confident in their own people."

During the sacrificial process, in addition to offering sacrifices, the most important link in order to attract the manifestation of spirits from the barbarian gods is to gather spirits through martial arts.

What the Barbarian God admires most is force. No sacrifice can satisfy the Barbarian God as much as a grand and exciting battle.

Judging from past experience, only the party that wins the battle will gain the favor of the barbarian god and realize its wish.

Nu Tianyi walked slowly to the altar, looking at the volcano with thick smoke and flames in the distance, a hint of coldness appeared in the corner of his mouth: "Since the holy fire sacrifice has been started, how can it be that I, Nu Tianyi, should not be present?"

"Go! Summon my seven barbarians over, and I will accompany those priests to have a good fight!" Nu Tianyi said slowly.

At the center edge, which was beyond the reach of his eyes, among the bustling crowd, there was an iron-faced young man walking with his hands behind his back.

Just as Xia Qingchen had guessed, it was difficult for the Barbarian God statue to sense the black feathers it held.

After inquiring, Xia Qingchen came to the southwest corner, where a camp surrounded by stone walls came into view. There were waves of stinking smell and screams.

Xia Qingchen looked around and saw no one, then jumped up on the stone wall. When he looked inside, he saw disheveled prisoners, who were either tied to stone pillars for execution, or locked in wooden prisons full of thorns.

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He glanced around with sharp eyes and found an unconscious Liangjing prisoner with his hands chopped off in the center of the camp.

The tattoo on his forehead reveals his identity as Hu Yifan!

"Finally found it." Xia Qingchen's eyes flashed coldly. He looked around and found that there were very few soldiers in the camp, only a few here and there, and they were neglected in defense.

Probably because the barbarians have extremely high loyalty to the royal power, they would never dare to easily offend the patrol teams affiliated with the royal power, and prison robberies were rare.

I have to say that it was indeed God who helped Xia Qingchen.

He used his body technique and jumped out in an instant. With a super high height of 1,400 feet in one step, he rushed straight to the wooden prison like a sharp arrow.

Click

Under its fierce force, the wooden prison instantly shattered.

all the best!

Xia Qingchen grabbed Hu Yifan, turned around and left, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The moment he turned around, he suddenly felt a crisis approaching. Due to his instinctive reaction for many years, he jumped back without thinking, and at the same time struck a palm from the air.

crackle

An explosion that was close to a thunderous explosion erupted three feet away from Xia Qingchen. The strong sound waves shook off Xia Qingchen's black hair, and most of his clothes turned into powder.

His body felt like it was falling apart, his whole body ached, and there was an unnoticeable trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, he looked intently and discovered that there was a tall old man in red robe standing ten feet away. His aura was so powerful that he was approaching the peak of Xiaoyue!

swish swish

At the same time, violent applause alarmed the people nearby, and many patrols came from all directions, including several burly young men with obviously extraordinary identities.

"Red slave, what's going on?" A giant barbarian with a height of one foot and three feet with a golden ring hanging from his nostril asked with a cold face.

The old man in red robe responded: "Little master, we found a prison robber."

The golden ring barbarian looked Xia Qingchen up and down and said without hesitation: "Then what are you waiting for? Kill him!"

Among the barbarians, there are very few people who dare to rob a prison.

The old man in red robe hesitated for a moment: "This man is very powerful, it would be a pity to kill him."

The golden ring barbarian looked at Xia Qingchen with disdain: "If you're just a little thinner, what's so great about you?"

The old man in red robe looked at him with deep meaning and said seriously: "There are not many people in the south of Lou who can take a punch from the old slave and only suffer minor injuries."

Um?

The golden ring barbarians and several young barbarians were all surprised. Hong Slave's physical strength had reached the peak of Xiao Yue's martial arts level.

Looking at the center, few people dare to say that they can bear the palm of a red slave without being seriously injured.

The short barbarian in front of me could actually do this?

"Then we must kill him!" The golden ring barbarian was beating with anger. He was such a threat, so he naturally wanted to strangle him.

The red slave sighed slightly. He originally wanted to suggest that the young master capture him and imprison him as a slave so that he could be his servant in the future. However, the young master was more afraid than willing, so he could only kill him unfortunately.

"Kill me! Try it!" Xia Qingchen decisively took out the black feather.

In fact, if he is willing to give up, taking out a grain of sacred soil will be more effective, which can crush everyone present to death.

However, if there are other things available, there is no need to waste them.

"Black Feather?" As soon as the feather came out, even the red slave was startled, and looked Xia Qingchen up and down again: "Who... are you from Priest Wu?"

This feather can only be owned by the core members of the Black Priest family. No matter how bad it is, only those close friends are worthy of it.

"Need to tell you?" Xia Qingchen said coldly.

The rest of the people fell silent and all looked at the golden ring barbarian. The latter crossed his arms on his chest and snorted coldly: "You don't have to tell others, but you must tell me! Because I am the eldest son of Priest Wu.

!Where did your black feathers come from? Say!"

Xia Qingchen's heart skipped a beat. He originally wanted to show off his power, but unexpectedly, he met a member of Priest Wu's tribe!

His mind was spinning, and he suddenly said wisely: "I am the deputy leader of the rebel wolf bandits, you should have heard of me."

Rebellious wolf bandit?

The golden ring barbarian frowned. He heard something familiar. Suddenly, he suddenly remembered: "Oh! You are the Liangjing bandit who saved my cousin Wu Gui's life, right?"

Xia Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know where Hu Yifan's black feathers came from. It would be great if the barbarian in front of him could tell it for himself.

"So it's you!" The venom on the Golden Ring Barbarian's face has weakened a lot, but he is still dissatisfied: "You are really courageous. Not only do you dare to break into the center, but also come to rob the prison?"

Xia Qingchen said: "This person is one of my subordinates. If you capture him, I can't just die without saving him! Please, for the sake of this black feather, let me take him away. I will leave the center immediately. No,

Come back again."

His brows softened a lot, and he looked at Xia Qingchen with a hint of appreciation. What the barbarians admire most is a kind and righteous warrior.

He deserves praise for risking his life to save his subordinates.

"For the sake of saving the lives of the Wu Wu family, take your people and leave immediately!" Therefore, he decided to let Xia Qingchen go.

Xia Qingchen clasped her fists, picked up Hu Yifan and turned around to leave.

However, his eyes flashed, and the red slave stood in front of him with a deep look: "Wait a minute! Little master, are you just going to let him go? Everything he said was just his own words. Who knows who he is?"

The little master is easy to fool, but he is not that easy to fool. (More updates in the evening)


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