Most children are far below the second fierce, at the age of eight or nine, with such a lot of strength, they are considered quite outstanding.

"Uncle, do you keep the flying dragonfly for food, or do you want to refine the real blood?" Er Meng asked stupidly.

"What do you know? Don't talk nonsense!" Er Meng's father patted him on the head with a "pop", and said:

"Such fierce scorpions are not common. They must have just been tamed. They have to be brought back to captivity to give birth to litters of small scorpions. It is the long-term solution to keep them for food or to produce real blood."

The people in Luofu Daze were depressed. When I saw this rough man teach his children, I thought he could say something, but the result was such a savage thing. Are the people in this village all abnormal?

This is not a tree pig, nor a clay cow, nor food, but a truly super powerful beast, extremely terrifying, who would be willing to ruin it?

Everyone's eyes were blazing, staring at Er Meng's father, trying to take a closer look, but they didn't find the power of the rune. Could it be that he was hiding himself, hiding his breath?

"These few mouthfuls are so fierce, it hasn't been long since they were stained with the blood of the Primordial Relics?!"

Leihou’s fourth son is a twenty-something young man named Lei Yunkun, majestic and tall, strong and tall, with black lightning appearing in his eyes, walking inside thinking about it, standing in front of a few mouthfuls of medicine, showing surprise look.

A group of people followed, closed their eyes, carefully sensed, and then all opened their eyes in shock. It was definitely a terrifying beast king who had died here!

"You shouldn't refine an ancient relic, right?"

Jiao Peng, a child who was shrunken and very angry, couldn't help but speak at this moment.

"Scared, right?" The nasal baby was younger and was very dissatisfied with Jiao Peng. After hearing the words, she became childish and said like this.

"What fierce beast?" the genius Zishankun asked, showing a strange expression.

"A stubborn head, super powerful." The snot baby said smoothly.

"You melon baby!"

His father spoke lightly, but it was too late and was told.

Only then did the snot baby sounded the clan’s injunctions. Don’t talk nonsense about the legacy of the ancient times, otherwise there may be catastrophes. At that time, I was a little confused and whispered: "I forgot, the patriarch said, keep a low profile."

However, hearing this in the ears of a group of powerful people is very meaningful. This is definitely a horrible hidden family. People are low-key and don't want to show off.

Otherwise, who is all right to eat cruel, this kind of creature, the blood is slightly purer, it is fierce, let alone the ancient heritage, which puts a large group of people under great pressure and fear.

"Where is your patriarch, the old man wants to see you."

Zi Shan Shou is dressed in feather clothes and a golden crown on his head. The purple aura lingers all over his body. He has a very powerful aura, but he has been restrained and dare not be too casual here.

"The patriarch is closed and won't come out in a short time." Er Meng said truthfully.

"Guwazi, there are so many words!"

His father stretched out the big hand of the fan, and gave it again with a snap.

Ermeng was very wronged. Isn't this true? He didn't tell him not to say that after the patriarch drank the blood, he felt that the dark illness in his body had eased, so he went to practice with concentration.

Zishan Shou, Jiao Cang and the others glanced at each other with a clear expression, thinking that this must be an extraordinary patriarch, the stronger the strength, the longer the retreat.

Finally, a group of people looked at the old willow tree again, the village is so mysterious, this willow tree rooted here must be extraordinary.

"Is this a sacrificial spirit? How do you call it?" Lei Yunkun asked carefully.

"Oh, just call it the sacrifice to the spirit, or the willow god."

Pihou replied that the child's words are the most true, and it is naturally easier for people to believe.

"What, God Willow?!"

A group of strong men almost jumped up, and even Zi Shanshou, a very powerful and powerful prince clan uncle, was also startled.

Mysterious village, terrifying title of sacrificial spirit...This made a group of people confused.

God, this word can't be used indiscriminately. For ordinary tribes, it represents omnipotence and supremacy!

In ancient times, the ancestors had beliefs and were very particular about sacrifices. They believed that gods must exist and could be called out at critical moments to protect them.

In fact, after the in-depth understanding of later generations, those tribes worshipped are actually a kind of supreme creatures, such as Zhenzhen, such as the purest blood brave, are all supreme-level creatures.

In the distant past, the ancient ancestors worshiped this kind of supremacy, sacrificed and honored them, and indeed they had been sheltered.

Anyone who dared to call it a **** would definitely be able to fight against the Primordial Beasts. The strength was against the sky, and several super clans could be destroyed by raising their hands. The power of the gods was unimaginable and difficult to fight.

According to legend, even now, those ancient kingdoms with boundless boundaries are still offering sacrifices to the heavens, and some ancient rituals are still being performed to offer sacrifices to the gods. Even though the long years have passed, there may still be shadows of ancient gods behind these ancient countries. Horror and mysterious.

The people in Shicun call this willow tree a god, how can it be shocking?

This title cannot be used indiscriminately!

"Are you sure that you respect this sacrificial spirit as a god, does it object?"

A teenager from the Zishan clan asked cautiously.

"No objection, God Liu is very good and has always guarded our clan." Er Meng said with a daze.

The spirit sacrifice did not object to calling him a god. As soon as the news came out, almost all the strong changed their colors and couldn't help but retreat. They had a great fear of this scorched, almost necrotic willow.

Many of the creatures who are sacrificed to the human race are related to gods, and even descendants of ancient gods.

They are particularly jealous of such names, do not ignite a sacred fire, and never dare to be arrogant and strict.

The willow tree in front of me dared to do this and didn't object to this name, which shows that its strength is terrifying.

Isn't it really an ancient god, now he's about to die, he's in his twilight years? This is the heart of many people, but they dare not say it clearly.

After such an experience, the group of people felt awe in their hearts and felt very uncomfortable. They no longer dared to be too casual, and were cautious when walking in the village.

But they still didn't give up, trying to figure it out. You must know that the artifacts that the real ancient gods helped people sacrificed must be amazing and would be very dangerous.

There is a longing for everyone. If we salute here and offer the best sacrifice, I wonder if Liu Mu can help.

They spoke euphemistically, expressing that they would live for a period of time. Although Shi Linhu and others were simple, they were not stupid. They found something wrong, saying that there were few stone houses and not so many residences.

Although Shi Feijiao and the others hoped that they would leave soon, how could this group of people be willing to say that they don't need to enter the village, they just live outside, and they can ask for saliva in the village.

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