Chapter 70 Sacrifice

Seeing Wu's rampant and Wu Kuang, Liu Xin's eyes closed, and there was a trace of murderous intent in the bottom of his heart. He resisted the idea of rushing, and he quickly restrained the murderous spirit. Despite this, it still shocked the rampant martial arts on the platform 100 meters away.

On the high platform, Wu Yan, who had not yet fallen, suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the altar, searching for something, but the colorful masks could not help frowning.

"What's the matter, big brother!" On the side, Wu Kuang found the abnormal behavior and asked.

"It's murderous!" Wu is still looking around, but the murderous spirit is fleeting and there is no way to detect it.

"Maybe it's an illusion!" Wu Kuang opened his sixth sense and said for a while.

Illusion? Will strong people like Wu Yan believe in illusions?

However, he believes that there are no less than ten ethnic groups in the square who have the intention to kill him. The power is too high, and it is normal to be jealous of him.

Turning around and standing in front of the seat on the high platform, Wu Yan stood facing the altar and said slowly, "This year, our family has a smooth wind and rain and a bumper grain harvest. This is the blessing of the dragon and the protection of our ancestors. Our ancestors, the supreme dragon, were the ones who propagated us. Here we want to repay him and everything we have.

Wu's rampant tone was not high, but his voice rolled into the ears of the people above the square like thunder. He did not stop the noise of the crowd, but at this moment there was a proper silence above the square where he spoke.

I was very satisfied with the attitude of the people in the square, and Wu's voice improved a little. Of course, the dragon has never asked us for anything, and he doesn't need us to give everything, but we still have to offer our sincerity to pray that the dragon will still favor us in the coming year.

"Our patriarch, Lin Fan! Although he is young, he is worthy of being the head of the family. At the age of 15, he is willing to sacrifice his life for the dragon. This kind of dedication makes me ashamed. But this is also an honor, a glory that cannot be borne by a patriarch..."

Liu Xin was gritting his teeth and looking at the righteous Wu rampant on the stage. Recalling the scene of Fang Tianyu being killed, his heart was murderous.

On the stage, Wu Yan has changed his words. Over the years, we have been arguing with the Tulong people, and the dragon will not pay attention to the contradiction between the same roots. So who has defended our dignity in the past thousand years? Wu shouted loudly.

The echo immediately sounded above the square: "Fire Dragon Treasure. Fire Dragon's Treasure.

"That's right, that's it." Wu Run stretched out his hands, and the square suddenly became quiet again.

"Let's invite the fire dragon treasure here, let him enjoy the same honor as the dragon, and enjoy the sacrifice on the throne!" Wu shouted rampantly, "Please fire dragon treasure."

He stared at the corner of the platform. For a while, two strong men came out with great effort carrying a square black wooden box.

The two strong men were naked and had clear muscle lines on their vigorous bodies. They carefully put the black wooden box on the altar in front of the altar at one end of the wooden box in their hands.

As soon as the black wooden box was settled, everyone in the square immediately felt a unique breath spreading from the supply, which made people feel a little depressed.

"Is that the treasure of the fire dragon, the invincible artifact of the earth for thousands of years?" There was another noise in the square, and everyone began to whisper.

Listening to everyone's comments, Liu Xinzheng also began to observe the black wooden box.

The black wooden box is about one foot wide and about four feet long. There are deep lines on the wooden box. Because of the distance, Liu Xin is unable to see the wooden box lines. However, a yellow symbol on the box is clearly seen.

"Get it!" An abyss-like voice sounded in his ear, and Liu Xin was shocked and thought there was someone around him. I looked around but didn't find anyone close to me, let alone talking, but where did the voice come from?

The black ancient wood box exudes a special breath, which seems to be magical.

Liu Xin is staring at the black ancient wooden box, "Oh, huh, huh!" He took three steps forward as if he was possessed, and then looked at his feet in astonishment as if he got rid of the nightmare.

Shake your head to concentrate, and when you look at the box again, the feeling disappears again.

The elder on the high platform began to dominate the complex ceremony. In his roar, people had fallen into madness and knelt and bowed in different directions. Seeing this, Liu Xinzheng was a little helpless, so she had to worship the east, the west for a while, and an ugly dance for a while.

After more than half an hour of indiscriminate charging, there was a shocking "ha!" After that, the locked ceremony finally ended.

A tall man in cyan clothes wore a white mask and moved slowly in the crowd in the square. His way of moving is very strange. Among those who look around, he always avoids the sight of most people well.

After moving like this for a long time, it seems that you have found what you are looking for. Among the two eyes on the mask, a pair of dark eyes are carefully looking at Liu Xinzheng standing next to the altar.

Liu Xin was keenly aware of the strange gaze. He turned his head and looked at each other. In an eye, a cold feeling surged into his mind, and he couldn't help frowning.

"What a familiar breath."

He felt that the man's breath was very familiar, but at this tense moment, he couldn't say who the breath was.

"After the speech, the dragon sacrifice begins!" Wu Yan shouted, and all the people who had put their hands together and prayed devoutly opened their eyes and looked at Wu Yan on the high platform.

"Please offer sacrifices!"

After the high platform, two strong men came out carrying a gray-yellow triangular antelope.

"It's a triangular antelope!" Abom the exclamation of a group of people, the two strong men walked nearly three minutes from the side ladder next to the altar before lifting the triangular antelope to the altar, and it took another two minutes to fix it with an iron lock.

After leaving the two strong men's palms like iron tongs, the triangular antelope began to struggle again. It emitted a scream like a baby crying. The cry made some people with a bad heart withdraw from the square, and they could not bear the sound waves.

After fixing the triangular antelope, after the two strong men left the altar, a blazing flame suddenly ignited on the altar. In the fiery red light, the triangular antelope howled a few times and then turned into a ball of ashes, leaving only three antelope horns.

The sacrifice after the triangular demon antelope is a flying cow demon. The magic of the cow is infinite, and the chain is still struggling and shaking. Every time it shakes, it drives the altar to shake.

But in the end, he still couldn't escape the burning of the fire.

Every year, the Fire Dragon clan will prepare countless offerings and three live sacrifices for the dragon. Now there are two kinds of live sacrifices, and there is no doubt that the finale must be the head of the clan - Lin Fan!