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Chapter 1187: Do you dare to fight with me?

What happened last night shocked countless people.

But after dawn.

Everyone's attention shifted to the sun worship ceremony.

After all, the sun worship ceremony is the focus of everyone.

Woohoo!

Early in the morning, desolate horn sounds sounded from all directions in Jiyang City.

The sound of the trumpet resounded throughout heaven and earth.

And the entire people in Jiyang City.

They all walked towards the altar in the center of the city.

There were already barbarian warriors from the seven major tribes maintaining order around the altar.

But generally no one dares to cause trouble today.

Because all troublemakers, no matter who is right or wrong, no matter their status.

They will all be used as sacrifices and sacrificed to the great sun.

Xiao Changfeng also came to the altar.

Man Er followed beside him with scars all over his face.

Last night Iwa Chenggang's casual attack.

Although Man Er was not killed on the spot.

But he was also seriously injured.

If Xiao Changfeng hadn't used the magic power of Qingmu Dan and Qinglong to heal him.

I'm afraid he's dead.

Even so.

He was also covered in scars and limping.

"Master, there are many people surrounding us!"

Although Man Er was injured, his natural vigilance was not lost.

At this time, he reported to Xiao Changfeng in a low voice.

"They're just people from the Huangyuan tribe, don't pay any attention to them."

Xiao Changfeng's consciousness spread out and he had already discovered these people.

You can also guess their purpose.

But as long as you don't disturb yourself.

Xiao Changfeng didn't bother to get rid of these flies.

On the contrary, it is because of their existence.

This allowed Xiao Changfeng to easily walk in front of the crowd and get a good viewing position.

Woohoo!

The desolate horn sound continues and never stops.

And accompanied by the sound of the trumpet.

More and more people gathered near the altar.

The sound of the trumpet lasted for a full hour.

Then the seven major tribes officially appeared.

Boom, boom, boom!

The ground shook, and then a huge figure walked out of the crowd.

These giant figures are not barbarians and wizards.

But a monster.

Only three elephants, which were ten meters tall, walked out of the crowd.

Their size is huge, like a small mountain.

The limbs are even more like Optimus Prime.

Every time it falls, the ground will tremble.

Like a small earthquake.

And on the backs of the three elephants, three figures sat.

The leader is clearly a powerful person in the powerful realm.

Behind the elephant, a kind of barbarian warriors and several wizards were neatly arranged.

"It's the Giant Elephant Tribe. Their Giant Elephant Knights have the power to defeat tens of thousands of enemies and have unparalleled combat power!"

There is no need for Xiao Changfeng to guess.

The excited crowd around them quickly revealed the origin of this tribe.

After the mammoth tribe.

Soon a second tribe also appeared.

There are no monsters this time.

But there were hundreds of barbarian warriors wearing iron armor.

Iron armor is rare in southern Xinjiang.

Because most barbarians would choose rattan armor or bamboo armor which are easier to obtain.

"It's the Yingshang tribe. Their warriors are the most powerful and can charge into battle."

This is also a powerful tribe.

Those hundred armored warriors made a clanging sound with every step they took.

Makes people feel solemn.

The third one to appear was the Huangyuan tribe.

Among the Huangyuan tribe, there are more wizards.

A line of barbarian warriors and a line of wizards.

Also scary.

Chanyu, on the other hand, was wearing chainmail and walking at the forefront of the team.

Tieyuan tribe, Yuanxin tribe, Zhichong tribe, Guiyu tribe.

The seven major tribes appeared together.

Each tribe has a different style.

But there is one thing the same.

That is powerful!

Only strong people in the powerful realm can be called tribes.

The chiefs of the seven major tribes are all powerful men in the powerful realm.

Except for the seven chiefs.

There are also many elders and wizards in the Imperial Martial Realm.

A big shot that is rarely seen in daily life.

Today, however, they are everywhere, gathered together.

However, the seven tribes are powerful.

But it's not the strongest.

In southern Xinjiang.

Except for the unknown strong ones.

The strongest ones are the Demon Kingdom and the Witch Cult.

And here it is.

The strongest one is naturally the witchcraft religion.

People from the seven major tribes gathered around the altar.

But the sun worship ceremony did not begin.

They are all waiting for someone.

Xiao Changfeng is also waiting for him.

"Here he comes, the Holy Son is here!"

finally.

The Holy Son of Witchcraft is here.

I saw two figures flying out of the Little Witch Palace.

In the eyes of countless people with admiration.

Arriving at the altar.

He is none other than the Holy Son of Witchcraft and the Patriarch of Northern Witchcraft.

"Greetings to the Holy Son!"

When they saw the Holy Son of the Witch Cult, everyone immediately knelt down and worshiped.

Whether it's a barbarian or a wizard.

Even if he is the chief of the seven tribes.

You must also kneel down at this time.

At a glance.

Millions of people knelt down and the mountains called for the Holy Son.

Scenes like this are extremely shocking.

However, only two people present did not kneel down.

One is Xiao Changfeng.

The other one is Man Er.

Although Man Er was trembling all over, his eyes were frightened.

But after he glanced at Xiao Changfeng.

Just gritted his teeth and straightened his spine.

This way.

Xiao Changfeng and Man Er couldn't even think about not attracting attention.

The Holy Son of the Witch Cult immediately looked over.

Man Er is not qualified for his attention yet.

His eyes were all focused on Xiao Changfeng.

"It seems to be him, but I can't see his realm?"

The Holy Son of the Witch Cult guessed Xiao Changfeng at a glance.

It was just that Xiao Changfeng was completely breathless, which made him frown slightly.

But he can kill Elder Jiao Xuan.

It should not be weak yet.

But there were more important things waiting for him to do at this time.

"On behalf of the witch sect, I, the Holy Son, announce the official start of the sun worship ceremony!"

The holy son of witchcraft circulates his spiritual energy, exhales and makes a sound.

Suddenly a loud sound resounded throughout the entire Jiyang City.

Then all the barbarians and wizards became excited.

At noon.

The sun is shining brightly.

The desolate horn sounded again.

But this time except for the horn sound.

There was also the sound of beating drums, which sounded from all directions in Jiyang City.

The sounds of horns and drums intermingle.

Compose a primitive and rough Wuman tune.

"The time has come for the sacrifice!"

A high-pitched voice sounded.

Then from a dedicated channel.

Get out tens of thousands of slaves.

Among these slaves, there are thousands of monsters.

But they were all tied up by vines and connected in a string.

Under the rude urging of the barbarian warriors.

Slowly walked into the altar.

There is a spacious square inside the altar.

However, the ground of the square was dark and mottled.

The faint smell of blood seems to have traveled through time.

A total of 80,000 slaves were all sent to the altar.

waiting for them.

Only death!

Because they are sacrifices.

at the same time.

Chanyu, the leader of the Huangyuan tribe.

Also under the guidance of Wizard Lianyun.

Came in front of Xiao Changfeng.

"You killed my tribe elder, and today you will sacrifice your blood and life to the great Sun God!"

Shan Yu looked at Xiao Changfeng cruelly.

At this moment, he waved his hand.

Then he planned to capture Xiao Changfeng.

But at this time.

Xiao Changfeng ignored Shan Yu.

He raised his head slightly.

He looked at the Holy Son of the Witch Cult on the altar.

Then the tongue burst into spring thunder, resounding in all directions.

"Holy Son of the Witch Cult, do you dare to fight me?"


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