"Come on, press on all the gambles"

"The winner will have everything"

"The loser will be annihilated and completely annihilated!"

......

The crazy voice turned into countless proverbs.

"what!"

The teenager screamed, woke up from his sleep, touched a face, full of cold sweat: "It’s such a strange dream! It has been completely unavoidable since birth, until now!"

"No matter what, take a good rest, raise your energy, and start the adult ceremony tomorrow!"

The boy was named 'Ancient' and was born in a small tribe in the Nanwan 100,000 mountains.

Among the 100,000 mountains in Nanban, there are rules. The babies born in life must pass the test. If they are qualified, they will be immediately cultivated in the holy land and become the strongest fighters of the ethnic group.

The social view here is very different from the outside world. It is completely hindered to think that family and friendship are anything.

Only by one heart and one mind can you become the strongest warrior of the tribe!

Therefore, from the early childhood, the ancients and other children who have been collected have received the most rigorous training. Here, crying can only be punished by whipping. Only the strong can win the respect of their peers.

"Fortunately, my innate qualifications are good. The elders said that at the adult ceremony of tomorrow, 80% hope to succeed in the spirit and stimulate the blood!"

Ancient clenched fists.

Without the power of blood, you can't be extraordinary. It's just a first-class mortal, and you can't live for a hundred years.

"My strength, among this group of people, can be ranked in the top five, and will certainly succeed!"

I don't know why, in my heart, there is always a voice, urging him to continue to improve, so that his training is extremely hard, and there is no slack.

The name of the ancient madman, in this group of young girls, is very loud.

......

Gu took a deep breath and continued to sleep.

The next day, he and a hundred and sixteen-year-old teenagers were taken to a cave in the Holy Land.

"You... are the best elites of our ‘Fan Man’ tribe, and today is your rite of honor!”

On the foremost stone platform, the high priest 'Ban Bone' breathed out and brought a heavy sense of oppression: "You must go all out to complete the ritual of the spirit and stimulate the blood to become the strongest among the tribes." warrior!"

"As long as you become a blood warrior, you are the people in the tribe. The best thing, the food and wine, and the countless women are at your fingertips!"

......

He casually said a few words, suddenly excited the young people underneath to breathe.

There are a few girls, and their faces are beginning to be unpleasant.

"Oh... Of course, if a woman motivates the blood, she can also control her own destiny, and she is not forced to be assigned to the strong, and she wants to raise a few male pets!"

The high priest smiled slightly: "Here, when I heard my name, I came up, the first one... Hey!"

"High Priest!"

The boy named Yan was slightly squatting forward and sitting cross-legged in the center of the square.

Around him, there are four stone pillars, which are engraved with some complicated runes, full of dark red colors, seemingly watered with some kind of beast blood, still very fresh.

"The adult ceremony, start!"

The high priest announced loudly that several warriors around him immediately knocked on the drums.

The dull drums, lingering in the hole, keep echoing.

The juvenile cockroaches swallowed a few herbs and closed their eyes.

Above the stone pillars, one rune lights up, first the bottom layer, and immediately to the middle.

‘This speed! ’

The high priest frowned. After waiting for a scent, the forehead had already emerged with the sweat of the beans. The whole person was crumbling, and the blood on his body was very scary.

"what!"

In the end, he yelled and passed out.

"failure!"

The high priest was expressionless and slightly, and there was a warrior who came forward and hugged him back.

‘The first one failed? ’

Below, the ancient boy and other hearts are tight: ‘Do not stimulate the blood of the blood, become a **** warrior, you can only become an ordinary warrior, the status is different! ’

"Next...no... failure!"

"Next... Wei... failure!"

......

After six or seven, finally, the stone pillar roared and the rune all the way to the top.

"what!"

The teenager in the center opened his eyes and snarled, and the **** red phantom appeared on his head, forming a totem that looked like a lion and a dog.

"Well... the beast ‘Zhu 吼’, the seventh totem, is not bad!”

The high priest has a happy face: "Next!"

A black boy with a face like a cold past, ancient recognition, that is one of the four people who are stronger than him... Ming!

"Hey!"

Almost just the beginning, Shi Zhu couldn't wait to be lighted up, and a black dragonfly shadow appeared on the boy.

"Good! Horn Dragon Totem, third product!"

The high priest praised the sentence: "Ming...you come to me later!"

"Three products totem!"

The young men and women present were envious.

Nanban practitioners believe that man is the spirit of all things, the clock of the world, the body contains the blood of thousands of species, as long as they can stimulate, they will gain all kinds of magical power.

The phase of the totem that is inspired is also different.

The lowest eight products, nine products, just ordinary beasts, limited achievements, more than seven products, is a different animal, it has some cultivation value.

The horned dragon that just meditation is the legendary beast, which is one layer higher than the beast.

I am afraid that even the high priest will be moved and accepted as a disciple.

Unfortunately, after him, the next few teenage girls have failed.

Only when another girl went up, inspired the ‘Yu Rabbit’ totem, which is the fourth product, which made the high priest very happy.

"Next, ancient!"

I heard my name in ancient times, took a deep breath, came to the center of Shizhu, and sat down on the knees.

"let's start!"

He grabbed the herb in front and swallowed it directly.

Suddenly, a stream of heat gathered in the body and injected into the stone pillar next to it.

A layer of runes lights up, but the speed is very slow.

"Ok?"

The big sacrifice frowned: "This ancient... is the top five in this group of teenagers? This speed... seems to be failing, but unfortunately, martial arts exercise is no better, can not stimulate the blood, or ordinary warrior, this It’s life!”

"I am going to fail?"

Ancient also felt the heat flow in the body, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he only made the rune reach the majority of Shizhu, and began to stagnate.

"Is that an ancient madman?"

"The loss is still the top five, it has been very proud..."

"It seems to be a failure..."

Many voices of gloating and sorrow have made Gu Gu anxious: "No, I must succeed!"

A kind of obsession, so that his eyes are red, slamming his tongue, sharp pain, and suddenly stimulate the heat flow in the body to accelerate.

boom!

Finally, a lot of heat flow gathered, seems to break through a certain level.

Four stone pillars were lit and a totem emerged.

"Well... from the perspective of the momentum, it is a little weak!"

The elders frowned and appeared in front of him, and it was a fog of totem.

"The blood totem, how can there be fog?"

At this point, he gently pushed out a palm, the power of the ancient blood can not compete, the fog spread, showing a ... big shell?

"Ancient, shell totem, ninth!"

The high priest announced directly.

Eighty-nine products of the blood, the manifestation is only ordinary beasts.

The shells and the like are even weaker than the ordinary lion tigers, and they are stronger than the ordinary people who can't provoke the power of the blood.

"Haha... I ended up scaring me!"

"How about exciting the totem? It is not the lowest nine products. I am afraid that even the next realm can not be practiced?"

"I heard that the totems of the big tribes, eight products and nine products are too lazy to cultivate."

Most of the other teenage girls began to laugh at them mercilessly.

After all, the ancient madmen who have been pressing on their heads are very upset.

Ancient back to the position, clenched with both fists and lowered his head, it seems unwilling.

In fact, no one knows that in the moment when he stimulated the blood, he has already reborn, but at this time he is pretending to hide his true feelings.

"I... I am both ancient and... Fang Yuan!"

"Hey for so long... The real spirit finally wakes up!"

Fang Yuan clenched his fist: "The Lord of Evil, is not the peak of the sky... It is awkward to others, and more embarrassing to yourself!"

At this time, he slightly inferred that, combined with the previous memory, he had fully understood what had happened.

"At that time, the Lord of the Evils burned the fruit, it was a big decision!"

These practices of the ancient practice have their own unique understanding of the growth and decline of the air transport. The Lord of the Evil is very clear. If this is not the case, then it is the turn of Fang Yuan to counterattack.

Therefore, He took the last chance and died.

This is really hitting the seven-inch square. After all, on the days of practice, there is still a foundation, and he is worse than the Lord of Evil.

Fortunately, there is the help of the light of the Chinese civilization world!

He did not die immediately, but instead formed a stalemate with the Lord of Evil.

Immediately, the two gods existed, and under the influence of many special factors, they took everything on their own and started a gamble.

Reincarnate in this world and decide the final winner!

The winner will get everything, the loser will be robbed, there is no second chance!

"If it wasn't for the help of China Light, I didn't even have a chance to gamble!"

Fang Yuan bit his teeth and sensed himself: "And as a bet... My dream master's avenue, my source of power, everything I have, have been taken up, the same reason, so is the Lord of Evil. Those are not ours until we have decided to win the winner!"

It can be said that this time gamble, let two days exist, and instantly fell to mortal.

There was no more Tianming Avenue, and the strength immediately recovered.

Because their avenues have been used as bets and offset each other.

The rest, only rely on yourself!

"The Lord of Evil, your consciousness... I feel it, but the last winner must be me!"

Fang Yuan’s eyes are as hot as fire.