Chapter 52: Sacrifice: West Rat

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The God Deer Ji Ling let out a earth-shaking roar again, and the shaking ground was shaking, and dust was everywhere.
"Little barbarian..." His eyes were bigger than copper bells, and he glared at Lu Qingshan, revealing a monstrous murderous intent, and trembled with anger, "An dare to deceive me like this?!!!"
What happened today is truly a shame and shame for this aloof Julu clan sacrifice spirit.
I was cut into awe by the barbarian in front of me, and I just took the initiative to ask for peace. I didn't expect that I swallowed so much, but the barbarian in front of me was kicking his nose.
Too much deception!
After stabilizing his figure a little bit, the deer didn't care about the blood on the head, and on the antlers, there was a flash of glaring light.
In this dark night, this light condenses, like a big day.
This giant deer clan sacrifice spirit is obviously ready to make a big move.
Lu Qingshan was immediately covered with chills.
He could feel that the power and might in that light pattern was terrifying.
This was a strenuous blow from the Great Demon of the Fifth Stage, and if he didn't handle it well, he would also be in danger of death.
The deer was cautiously urging the demon power in his body, and he also had endless fear in his heart for the barbarian who used the sword in front of him.
It didn't want to be overturned by the barbarians when it launched its strongest magical powers.
It was so cautious that it was keenly aware of the smell of something wrong, but for a while, it couldn't find where the anomaly came from.
Its doubts did not last long.
The next moment, a flying sword appeared in its eyes.
The flying sword is a bit small, not like a sword, but more like a flying sword.
The kind of Xiao Li brand.
A wave of ripples flashed on the flying sword, and the whole body of the flying sword was smooth and smooth.
what is this? !
The scalp of the sacrifice is numb.
It didn't feel much power on this flying sword, but this was the most terrifying thing!
Lu Qingshan did not give Ji Ling too much opportunity to react.
Heart sword---fetal light!
Even if the flesh body of the sacrificial spirit is tougher, this sword that specializes in slashing the primordial spirit ignores the flesh and directly cuts into the primordial spirit of the deer.
In Ji Ling's mind, a sword light lit up.
After a short while, the light patterns that flickered and gathered between the antlers of the spirit sacrifice suddenly disappeared, and a trace of confusion appeared in its eyes.
The sword of fetal light, and the sword of breaking troubles.
Since we want to cut off the troubles, naturally we must first arouse the troubles.
"Bloodline, bloodline, I want to leap over the dragon door and break my shackles!"
"I want to enter the sixth rank!" This is a roar from the spirit of the sacrifice, which suddenly echoed in its ears.
"Lord Sacrifice, we are incompetent. There are thousands of clans in our barbaric clan, and each clan wants to seize the Dragon Gate quota for the sacrifice spirit of this tribe and help the spirit sacrifice of this tribe complete the bloodline advancement.
Our Julu clan has no great talents. Although we have tried our best, we are still powerless and unable to harvest! "Blessed Jilu's voice was full of apology.
This is the real scene that Shenlu has experienced before.
"This group of trash can't enter the dragon gate, how can I enter the product?!" It felt irritable.
These scenes only flickered in the spirits' mind for a moment, and it was restored.
At the pinnacle of the fifth rank, its primordial spirit was much stronger than that of Luman, so the recovery time was much faster than Luman.
However, the moment of shaking the gods for the sacrifice of spirits was enough for Lu Qingshan.
When the Julu Clan's sacrifice spirit returned to God, its sight was already full of a green long sword, and a strange power lingered on the sword.
This sword pierced directly along the wound on its head!
After the peach blossom was handed into the skull of Shenlu, the pure and pure sword energy suddenly broke out on the sword.
With the sword in Shenlu's body, no one could see the situation even if he urged his sword aura, so Lu Qingshan no longer kept his hands.
pain!
At this critical moment, Shenlu didn't care about the origin of this sword qi, and hurriedly used his own blood and demon power with all his strength, trying to eliminate the sword qi that was running around in his body.
This only takes a little time.
But no one wanted to change it. The face of this huge sacrifice spirit suddenly changed in the next moment.
In this long sword into the body, there is still a very strange force lingering around, suppressing the movement of its blood.
Peach Blossom: Immortal.
This is why Lu Qingshan changed the dragon bird to the peach blossom.
After breaking through the defenses of the sacrificial spirit with the help of the dragon sparrow's supernatural powers, Peach Blossom, which has a strong ability to restrain the flesh, can play its role.
At the juncture of the spirit of sacrifice, Lu Qingshan finally had no scruples, condensing the true meaning of immortality and the sword of killing, borrowing the true meaning of immortality to evolve to kill.
The tyrannical killing sword intent, spit out!
"You are a sword..." At this time, how could this Juler Clan sacrifice spirit fail to reflect the sword repair identity of Lu Qingshan.
But unfortunately, it knew it too late.
In the eyes of Monk Xiong and Monk Julu, it was the arrogant deer. After Lu Qingshan pierced his skull with a sword, the huge brain belt was suddenly broken and torn apart.
boom!
The huge body of the Shenlu crashed down, smashing a deep into the ground, and the scene was really varied.
Lu Qingshan slowly retracted the sword, took a pill from the storage ring and took it.
This is the healing elixir prepared by Xia Daoyun for him, and it has five qualities.
He just suffered some minor traumas, that is, taking such a precious pill, it seemed that he was quite violent.
But Lu Qingshan changed his mind again, this medicine Xia Daoyun had prepared a lot for him, and there were few chances of his injury, so he didn't need to use it for nothing, so he was no longer frugal.
After slaying the sacrifice spirits of the Julu tribe, Lu Qingshan was not eager to hunt down the remaining monks of the Julu tribe.
Anyway, these giant deer cultivators are already ashamed, with no fighting will.
He stood high in the sky, sternly scanning the audience, "If Monk Julu wants to survive, he will immediately fall to the ground for me."
Carrying the monstrous and fierce majesty of cutting the sacrifice first and then the spirit sacrifice, Lu Qingshan's words were obviously incomparably plain, but they were like the whispers of evil ghosts in the ears of Monk Julu, and dozens of Monk Julu landed immediately.
They have no choice.
There was a monk of the Bear tribe in front of him who was fierce and mighty. It was only a second to give the sacrifice to his family, and the sacrifice to the spirit did not last long. This kind of character was not what they could contend with.
What is the point of futile resistance in a defeated game?
Staying in the green hills, not afraid of no firewood, giving up resistance is the only option at the moment.
After someone took the lead, those Julu monks who were still hesitating also took it for granted: Anyway, I was not the first to persuade me.
Soon dozens of monks chose to land.
Of course, there are some hard bones.
Lu Qingshan looked at the Giant Lu monk who was still standing in the air at this time, fighting with two strands, but gritted his teeth and refused to land. He nodded in praise without irritation and said, "You are more spineless than the people below."
Whoosh!
The next moment Lu Qingshan rushed out, holding a peach blossom, and rushing to the seven or eight spine giant deer monks, just like cutting grass, and instantly cut a piece of it.
boom! boom! boom!
"Since you refuse to land on your own, I will send you to land." Lu Qingshan said.
These few giant deer monks had already turned into dead bodies, falling from the air, and landed among the giant deer monks on the ground.
"Brother." Lu Qingshan shouted.
There was Patriarch Xiong in the crowd who hadn't reacted for the first time, and was taken aback for a moment. Only then did he react to his role and quickly responded, "Brother, I am here!"
"Send someone to send a letter to the Julu Clan so that if the Julu Patriarch wants the lives of these Julu monks, he will bring a ransom to have a bear and redeem his tribe."
"Ok......"
...
Brother Xiong came out of the nest, and returned, and the number of people has doubled as much as the white. Everyone bet one or two Giant Deer Brothers.
All the bear monks were a little at a loss.
This crisis that almost caused the bear to collapse, is it just lifted?
They also ran with Elder Xiong Hao. The time for the hands-on didn't even talk about warming up. The Julu Clan monks gave up resistance and left them at the mercy of their captives?
All this is dreamlike, so they still haven't been able to react.
The only thing that I understand is that this patriarch who has traveled for a hundred years before returning to the clan, with Elder Xiong Hao, must have had an adventure and possess unimaginable tyrannical strength.
As long as Elder Hao is there, no one would dare to insult them with the bear clan.
The realm of cultivation, whether it is a human or a barbarian, is the same, a top monk is enough to decide everything.
Thinking like this, the gazes of Brother Xiong looking at the back of'You Xiong Hao' showed a little more respect.
Elder Hao is good with everything...just too thin.
Seeing Elder Hao's figure, Brother Xiong thought so much.
The barbarians are beautiful.
You must know that their strength is so weak compared to Elder Hao, but their muscles are bulging, Elder Hao must have suffered too much during the hundred years of traveling outside.
Elder Hao has worked hard!
...
When Monk Xiong brought the captive Monk Giant Deer back to the clan, Xiong suddenly became a sea of ​​joy. Everyone lit a bonfire, took out the long-reserved home brew, and drank it.
They were shrouded in the dark clouds of the Julu Clan for a long time, and now the clouds have finally cleared. No wonder they are so excited.
In the quiet room.
"Thank you brother for saving the bear." Patriarch Xiong said respectfully.
"Don't blame me for not taking you to level the giant deer, and there will be bears growing up?" Lu Qingshan asked with a meaningful smile.
"People of the barbarians know how big a bowl is and how much food they eat," Patriarch Xiong said with a straight face, "With the current strength of the bear, I can keep Xiong's foundation, I am already very lucky."
Lu Qingshan nodded, quite satisfied with the presence of Patriarch Xiong.
"Since it helps you solve the calamity of the giant deer," Lu Qingshan casually threw out a crystal card and said calmly: "You have promised good things before, and you must do the same.
Otherwise... the encounter between the two sacrifices is your fate. . "
There was Patriarch Xiong who took the crystal card, his face changed constantly, and he was silent for a moment. Then he let out a long sigh and nodded slowly: "What my brother said, I must remember it in my heart."
Jingpai is a communication token.
As a condition to help Patriarch Bear to relieve the disaster of the giant deer, from then on, Patriarch Bear has to act as the eyeliner of Daxia buried in the wild land, and transmit the latest information from the barbarian tribe through the transmission token in time. Code over there.
Patriarch Xiong felt a bit bitter in his heart.
In the past, the clan was in distress, and he could not take much care of it, so he could only take the risk of asking for help from Daxia Shaodian.
But no matter how entangled, he dare not go back.
...
The second day.
"The sacrifice to the spirit is dead." There was a big news from the patriarch Xiong to Lu Qingshan.
"It's just a good burial." Lu Qingshan was not surprised either. The injury to the bear clan sacrifice spirit was indeed too serious.
"In a few days, it will be the day of my ancestor worship of the barbarians." Patriarch Xiong said again.
"The day of ancestor worship?" Lu Qingshan raised his brows, knowing that this is the most important ceremony of the barbarian, and suddenly interested: "Tell me more about it."
The day of worshipping the ancestors is the most solemn event for the thousands of barbarians in the barren land.
Because on the day of worshipping the ancestors, in addition to the ritual to worship the ancestors, there is also the Longmen challenge that is most important to the major clans.
The Longmen Challenge, which competes for Longmen places, is held every 20 years. The time is not fixed on a certain day, but it is probably within a certain interval.
Lu Qingshan happened to catch up with the ancestor worship of the Barbarians this time.
The number of places to enter the Dragon Gate is extremely precious. Except for the top five clans of the Barbarians who have five fixed places each, which other small and medium-sized clans are eligible to always occupy one place?
And this kind of resource competition cannot be separated by words alone. The easiest and most convincing way is to distinguish between highs and lows by fists.
In order to ensure that the strength of the barbarians is not lost in internal fighting, and to give each clan a chance to obtain a dragon quota, the barbarian dream witch has designated this puncher as a young monk of all races.
If the number of Dragon Gate is smaller, it only provides a chance for the monsters and beasts of various races to jump into the Dragon Gate. If it is bigger, it is related to the rise and fall of the clan.
Therefore, whether it is a barbarian or a sacrificial spirit, they are very important to the Dragon Gate challenge.
"By then, the patriarchs of thousands of clans will bring the most outstanding young clansmen of the clans to the ancestral land with the spirit sacrifice." A patriarch Xiong introduced: "That scene is unimaginable!"
"Are all the clans going to sacrifice their spirits?" Lu Qingshan, who hadn't thought about it, suddenly his eyes lit up at this moment, and he asked quickly.
"As long as the clans who participated in the ancestor worship ceremony, the spirit sacrifices will go together. Only a very small number of clans will not be able to participate in the ancestor worship due to some special envoys."
Lu Qingshan's mind suddenly became active.
He has mastered the secret of sword qi transformation, but to truly reach the realm of sword qi transformation, there is still a very important process to go through, that is, to observe the beasts and find the fierce beast that best suits his own temperament.
Then, get what you want, and finally transform it into shape.
On this ancestor worship day, according to the patriarch of Xiong, all major clans will be there to sacrifice spirits, and it will be a dance of beasts.
Isn't it suitable for watching the beasts?
This is the treasure of his sword gas transformation!
"This time, is there any bear clan going to worship the ancestors?" Lu Qingshan asked.
"We won't go this time," Patriarch Xiong shook his head, "We are in a special situation now."
"Go." Lu Qingshan said lightly.
Patriarch Xiong glanced at Lu Qingshan in surprise, obviously not understanding why Lu Qingshan suddenly intervened in this matter.
Moreover, he was a little entangled and hesitated about Lu Qingshan's decision, and he just stopped talking.
"Why, is there any problem?" Lu Qingshan asked.
There was a bear patriarch gritted his teeth and simply ignored him, saying the truth: "However, Lord Spirit Sacrifice has just passed away. We have bears and no spirit sacrifices... we cannot participate in this ancestor sacrifice."
"If there is no sacrifice to the spirit, then go to form a new sacrifice spirit," Lu Qingshan taught: "How can the clan have no spiritual sacrifice for a day?"
"But... we have bears now, not only do we have no spirit sacrifices, we also don't have the sacrifices responsible for concluding the bond offering spirit sacrifices..." There was a bear chief cautiously said.
Seeing the head and brain fear of the Patriarch Xiong, Lu Qingshan didn't embarrass him much.
He must have this ancestor worship, but the barbarians are so repulsive of the human race, and the ancestor worship is so important to the barbarians. It must be heavily guarded. He can only participate in this ancestor worship by having the identity of the bear clan.. ....
After pondering for a moment, a bright light flashed in Lu Qingshan's eyes, and he had an idea.
He patted the bag of spirit beasts and called out King West Rat.
"From this, the beast will serve as the spirit sacrifice of the bear clan for the time being, and it won't be enough to participate in the sacrifice of the ancestors." Lu Qingshan pointed to the awkward Western Rat King who had not figured out the situation.
"Mouse demon...?" Looking at the Western Rat King, there was a patriarch of Xiong who suddenly fell into a sluggishness. It was obviously difficult to understand how a monk like Lu Qingshan would use the Rat demon as a demon pet.
He hesitated for a long time before he said bitterly to Lu Qingshan: "Brother, if we sacrifice the rat demon this time, the bear clan will be laughed at by the major clans...
Maybe you will get the name of ‘Rice Clan’..."
Obviously, the barbarians who regard the strong as the beauty cannot accept the use of the little mouse demon as the spirit sacrifice of the race.
Lu Qingshan was not upset either.
"The world of colorful flowers is charming, don't pretend to be stubborn with the mouse!" But the mouse demon on the side jumped at this moment.
Although it is not clear about the current specific situation, it can still be heard by the bear clan leader who looks down on it.
Facing the head of the bear, the mouse demon asked with dissatisfaction, "What's wrong with the rat? Where is the bear? Are you looking down on Lord Mouse?"
"I dare not dare." Patriarch Xiong quickly apologized.
Do not look at the face of the monk but also look at the face of the Buddha.
This is a monster of the "brother", and the Patriarch Xiong can only coax it politely.
Lu Qingshan saw that King West Rat was crouching on his hips, and he looked at him as an eight-foot man, but he was sweating profusely and constantly apologizing for the mouse demon. In the end, he didn’t feel embarrassed. He gave a voice message to King West Rat and ordered a word.
Upon receiving Lu Qingshan's request, King West Rat narrowed his mouth unsatisfactorily, but finally nodded.
"You show it to me." King West Rat cried out to Patriarch Xiong.
Then, in the astonished gaze of the bear chief, King West Rat suddenly raised his body, raised his front paws to the top of his head, and then spun and shook at a dazzling speed~EbookFREE.me~ as if shaking out. A flower came.
A reddish light appeared, covering the whole body of the mouse demon, and immediately, the body of the mouse demon swelled rapidly.
After a while, King West Rat turned out to be a giant silver-gray tiger, whose size was only slightly inferior to the original sacrifice spirit of the bear clan.
"Qingzhou Tigers are too!" King West Rat screamed at the sluggish Patriarch Xiong.
"Now, it is appropriate to serve as a sacrifice to the bear clan for the time being." Lu Qingshan pointed to the king of Western Rat who had turned into a fox demon, and said to clan leader You Xiong.
There was Patriarch Xiong who came back to his senses, and there was still a bit of trembling in his eyes, but the subconscious was already subconsciously answering: "It is suitable, it is suitable!"
"It's appropriate," Lu Qingshan nodded with satisfaction, "Prepare, we have the bear clan to participate in this ancestor worship ceremony!"
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