Chapter 631: The end of the barbarian tribe!

However, in the blink of an eye, the tribe has flowed into the river, and there are all four-part corpses. Eight? One Chinese W? W? W (a). ?8?1 (eight) Z?W?. ?C?O?M
The shape of the monk of the Holy Dragon City is like a ghost. The sword in the hand is constantly flashing. In the area where each blade passes, there must be one or several barbarians killed!
Suddenly, the barbarian tribe immediately became a mess, and the screams and screams came one after another.
Those barbarians were running around in panic, but they fell down under the knife of the Holy Dragon City monks.
The monks in the tribe were red eyes, and they screamed with anger and rushed to the holy dragon city.
It is a pity that these barbarian monks do not know how terrible their enemies are, all of them are elites in the holy dragon city!
Compared with the monks of the Holy Dragon City, the strength of these barbarian monks is not a star or a half.
Therefore, in front of the monks in the Holy Dragon City, they could not even support a single move, they were directly killed in the ground.
They were unwilling, angry, and painful, but they were powerless, and eventually they died with their eyes.
The old priest who had just presided over the ritual screamed, and the scales of the body burst into a bleed, and suddenly spit out a tongue at a holy dragon monk.
A strange scene appeared, and the old ritual tongue suddenly extended for a few meters, as if a spear, went straight to the opposite of the Holy Dragon City monk.
This situation shows that the blood abilities of this old ritual have evolved, which in turn has derived more advanced abilities.
At this moment, he is using his own blood to stimulate this kind of blood talent, trying to kill the holy dragon in front of him!
The Holy Dragon City monk who was attacked by him was sneer, and the sword in his hand flashed, and suddenly he passed the slender tongue full of terror.
"Hey!"
The sound of a knife-cutting tough leather sounded, and the old sacrifice screamed, but it was the tongue that was enough to pierce the stone, and was smashed by the sword of the Holy Dragon City.
The advanced blood talent is against the master-level monk, and eventually the master-level monk is even better!
The monk of the Holy Dragon City was unsuccessful, and the sword in his hand shook violently, bursting with the light of death, and then the body swept past the old ritual as a phantom.
Stopping the body, the holy dragon city shook the blood on the blade and continued to rush to the next barbarian.
The barbarian sacrificed his body, and the sound of "giggle" in his mouth, a blood spurted out of his mouth, his face full of painful colors.
The neck of the original sacrifice has been cut off by the monks of the Holy Dragon City. Now only one layer of thin skin is connected, and blood is coming out.
He squatted on the ground and glanced at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him and looked at the totem statue carefully. His eyes flashed unwillingly and viciously.
"噗通!"
With the fall of this barbarian sacrifice, there are very few barbarians in this small tribe.
"It's just a small tribe. It doesn't have much value. You don't have to keep it!"
A faint voice came and determined the final fate of this barbarian tribe.
Tang Zhen did not go to see the bodies that fell in the pool of blood, but frowned at the totem statue in front of him, with a color of thought in his eyes.
After the interest rate, Tang Zhen suddenly shot and grabbed the totem directly.
On the surface, he seems to be trying to catch the totem, but actually one of Tang Zhen’s hands slammed into the dark world, landed on the totem, and then grabbed it with force.
A scream came, and immediately after a group of appearances and the totem were very similar, the spirit of the Lord's breath was faintly scattered, and Tang Zhen was pulled out from the totem stone statue.
This blood-stained spirit is constantly struggling in the hands of Tang Zhen, trying to get out of Tang Zhen’s control, but it is futile.
In the moment when Tang Zhen seized the spirit, all kinds of emotions of joy, anger and sorrow came to his heart, and his eyes flashed.
"If you only have such a little means, you can go straight to death!"
Tang Zhen snorted and took out the revolving mirror and threw the spirit directly into it.
As soon as the spirit enters the reincarnation mirror, you don't want to escape from there. You can only let Tang Zhen control it. It is life and death and it is only between him.
After the body was put away, Tang Zhen took another look at the totem stone statue and put it into the storage space.
This kind of thing is a voucher for the exchange of warfare. Only when the barbarian people are killed and the totem spirit is controlled and killed, it is possible to get this kind of spoils that represent the barbarian tribe!
At this point, the barbarian tribe has been completely annihilated by Tang Zhen!
Turning around and looking around, but seeing the followers of the Holy Dragon City, the monks scattered, are collecting the body ornaments of these barbarians, used to exchange warfare on the cornerstone platform.
The tribal ornaments on these barbarians are just like the identity cards of the residents of the city. If they are lost, they will be expelled by the spirit of the totem when they enter the tribe.
The spirit of the totem of the tribe will not accept prayers without hanging the barbarians, and will not provide them with blessings.
Therefore, the barbarian people see this ornament as extremely important, and they are similar in nature. Unless they are special reasons such as death, they never leave the body on weekdays.
Therefore, it is the most common practice for the monks in the city to take this tribal ornaments and exchange them for military exploits.
As for the valuable spoils encountered during the period, the Loucheng monks will also be put together and wait until they are converted into warfare.
Of course, if you encounter a favorite item, you can also let the cornerstone platform estimate, and then deduct from the battles you have earned.
During the period, the residents of the city will be superimposed on whether they earn or spend the battle. As long as they reach a certain amount and then kill a totem master, the city can smoothly upgrade the rank.
Therefore, the city will encourage residents to earn military exploits, and even in order to enhance their enthusiasm for hunting, they have also introduced a number of benefits, but the demand for the accumulation of warfare is accelerated!
In the days to come, Shenglongcheng will inevitably introduce corresponding encouragement mechanisms to let the warlords in the Loucheng scream to kill the enemy!
After another ten minutes, the monks had completed the cleaning of the battlefield and then left directly.
It won't take long, the smell here will attract a large number of monster beasts, and all the wreckage of these barbarians will be swallowed up.
When he left, Tang Zhen glanced at the barbarian tribe, and his eyes flashed a trace of color.
This way of rushing to kill is seemingly cruel, so that Tang Zhen can not help but be a little bit guilty.
After all, this time he took the initiative to provoke the killing, and there is no reason, purely for conquest and encroachment.
Unless Tang Zhen knows why this kind of conquest is killing, even if he is meticulous in completing the promotion task of the city, his heart will still leave a flaw.
It’s not because of killing, but because of ignorance and shame.
After all, behind this kind of war, there must be some secrets that I don’t know. If I don’t make it clear, Tang Zhen always has a feeling of being confused by the fog.
As for the slaughter of these barbarians, Tang Zhen does not have much psychological burden. After all, if the characters are reversed, the other party will not have a bit of pity.
In the game of its own position, since it participates in the game of gambling with life, it must have the consciousness of losing its life after failure.
Therefore, if you do not want to kill your own residents, you must not have any woman's benevolence. This is very clear to Tang Zhen.
After all, the essence of the world of the city is to raise and plunder. Tang Zhen is powerless to change anything, and can only gradually adapt to the rules of this deformity and explore the hidden behind it.
On the other hand, the monks in the Loucheng City, after destroying a barbarian tribe, did not have any unbearable heart, but regarded it as a normal thing.
When Tang Zhen saw it, he first shook his head slightly, then sighed softly, and his eyes flashed through a firm color that he had never had before.
Since there is no change, let it be natural and let yourself be the strongest locust!
In this way, I believe that I will always have a day out of the rules and control the fate of myself and the residents of the city.