Chapter 1558 Ancestral Stone (for Subscription)
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Shen Tian Yi
Chapter 1558 Ancestral Stone (for Subscription)
However, hiding near this tribe, I also saw some horrible pictures. Some women were tied up with ropes around their necks like livestock. They had no clothes, were covered with scratches, and were purple and blue.
Their eyes were empty and their expressions were dull, as if they had been humiliated.
Some big pots are boiling broth, but all of it is human flesh. There is a table next to it, and a wolf man dressed as a chef is chopping up a man's corpse with a big knife, dividing the body into pieces, and throwing it into the Cook in a large pot.
There was even a jackal holding a boiled little boy's head, and he ate it in big mouthfuls. It looked delicious, but accidentally, the pale eyeballs of the little boy fell out, and the jackal picked it up. Pop it in your mouth.
"Ah, no."
At this time, a strong wolf man roughly dragged out a woman with a big belly. The woman was crying, her face was full of tears, and she looked very pitiful.
Jackal fan, as a member of the jackal tribe, has seen many such things, so his expression has not changed much. Among foreign races, the strong are respected, and the weak are extremely prey to the strong. If they are weak, this will be the end.
Zhao Fu didn't want to see other people viciously aggressing in front of him, that's something he could do, so his left eye turned into a black pupil like a rose, and strands of black breath shot out, sinking into that jackal's body.
at once!
The gnoll's body froze, his eyes turned black, and then returned to normal in an instant. He was already under Zhao Fu's control. place of suicide.
This jackal couldn't resist Zhao Fu's control at all. He came to a deserted place alone, took out the knife in his hand, and slashed his own throat forcefully. Without any hesitation, blood spattered, and the corpse of the jackal fell to the ground.
The jackal fan was very shocked, and a little afraid of Zhao Fu's invisible means of controlling people, because if Zhao Fu's power was used against her, she would have no resistance. If Zhao Fu let her die, she would die.
Zhao Fu wasn't looking at the tortured women,
At this time, another group of people came back with more than a dozen cartloads of wolf man corpses, both old and young, all dressed in the same clothes. They should be the corpses obtained by destroying a small wolf man village.
Now with these corpses added, the gnoll leader should be able to start the ancestor sacrifice.
As Zhao Fu expected, after obtaining the bodies of these jackals, the entire tribe began to put martial law in order to prepare for ancestor sacrifices to prevent any accidents.
Zhao Fu hugged Jackal Mi, waited on the side, and injected strength into her body, allowing her to recover quickly.
A muscular wolf man with a ferocious face appeared from one side, and then flew into an altar by himself.
This altar was built in the middle of the huge corpse pool, with a height of more than ten meters, surrounded by the corpses of all kinds of jackals, with hideous faces, fearful or frightened.
Then, he took out a pale bone, which should be the ancestral stone. He kept chanting mysterious incantations, and the strength of his body continued to pour into that pale bone.
The pale bone emitted a strong light and flew into the sky automatically, exuding a huge coercion. The leader of the jackal knelt on the ground, with a respectful expression, and shouted loudly, "Please give me the blood of your ancestors!" Bar!"
"boom!"
A powerful aura erupted from the pale bones, and an invisible force spread out, covering countless corpses in the corpse pool, and each corpse began to melt, turning into streams of blood.
The blood turned into several jets of water, poured into the pale bones, and the pale bones absorbed countless blood, released even greater power, and then turned into a stream of light and rushed to the sky.
"boom!"
A huge roar sounded, and a thousand-meter-high phantom fell from the sky, carrying a terrifying aura, spreading like a ferocious tide, the surrounding air became icy cold, and countless people felt a sense of fear.
This phantom is a jackal man with a jackal-like head, a pair of blood-colored eyes, a human-like body, purple metal-like hair, and a ferocious aura.
The phantom in front of everyone is the so-called ancestor of jackals.
The jackal ancestor looked down at the jackal leader kneeling on the ground, confirming the identity and strength of the jackal leader. The phantom-like body continued to condense, and finally turned into a cloud of purple blood, slowly falling.
The jackal leader's face showed an ecstatic expression. As long as he obtained the blood of his ancestors, his strength and blood would be greatly improved. With this, he would become a peerless powerhouse, and he could rule countless jackals by relying on the blood of his ancestors.
But in the sky, a figure suddenly appeared, reaching out to grab the falling purple blood mass, this shocked the jackal leader, and then became furious, someone dared to snatch the ancestor he had worked so hard to obtain at a heavy price blood.
"what!"
The wolf man fell into rage, roared loudly, stared at Zhao Fu with murderous eyes, erupted with an extremely terrifying aura, kicked his feet hard, the ground cracked, and the leader of the wolf man turned into A black shadow rushed into the sky.
When Zhao Fu saw the leader of the jackal who came out, he looked disdainful. He took out the Massacre Sword and slashed hard. A huge blood-colored sword light slashed out, submerging the leader of the jackal with cruel force.
After the bloody sword light slashed, a pile of broken corpses fell from the sky, and the strongest person in the tribe died so easily.
Countless jackals looked at Zhao Fu standing in the sky with fear on their faces, feeling the power on him, none of them dared to avenge Zhao Fu, but rationally chose to flee backwards crazily.
(End of this chapter)
However, hiding near this tribe, I also saw some horrible pictures. Some women were tied up with ropes around their necks like livestock. They had no clothes, were covered with scratches, and were purple and blue.
Their eyes were empty and their expressions were dull, as if they had been humiliated.
Some big pots are boiling broth, but all of it is human flesh. There is a table next to it, and a wolf man dressed as a chef is chopping up a man's corpse with a big knife, dividing the body into pieces, and throwing it into the Cook in a large pot.
There was even a jackal holding a boiled little boy's head, and he ate it in big mouthfuls. It looked delicious, but accidentally, the pale eyeballs of the little boy fell out, and the jackal picked it up. Pop it in your mouth.
"Ah, no."
At this time, a strong wolf man roughly dragged out a woman with a big belly. The woman was crying, her face was full of tears, and she looked very pitiful.
Jackal fan, as a member of the jackal tribe, has seen many such things, so his expression has not changed much. Among foreign races, the strong are respected, and the weak are extremely prey to the strong. If they are weak, this will be the end.
Zhao Fu didn't want to see other people viciously aggressing in front of him, that's something he could do, so his left eye turned into a black pupil like a rose, and strands of black breath shot out, sinking into that jackal's body.
at once!
The gnoll's body froze, his eyes turned black, and then returned to normal in an instant. He was already under Zhao Fu's control. place of suicide.
This jackal couldn't resist Zhao Fu's control at all. He came to a deserted place alone, took out the knife in his hand, and slashed his own throat forcefully. Without any hesitation, blood spattered, and the corpse of the jackal fell to the ground.
The jackal fan was very shocked, and a little afraid of Zhao Fu's invisible means of controlling people, because if Zhao Fu's power was used against her, she would have no resistance. If Zhao Fu let her die, she would die.
Zhao Fu wasn't looking at the tortured women,
At this time, another group of people came back with more than a dozen cartloads of wolf man corpses, both old and young, all dressed in the same clothes. They should be the corpses obtained by destroying a small wolf man village.
Now with these corpses added, the gnoll leader should be able to start the ancestor sacrifice.
As Zhao Fu expected, after obtaining the bodies of these jackals, the entire tribe began to put martial law in order to prepare for ancestor sacrifices to prevent any accidents.
Zhao Fu hugged Jackal Mi, waited on the side, and injected strength into her body, allowing her to recover quickly.
A muscular wolf man with a ferocious face appeared from one side, and then flew into an altar by himself.
This altar was built in the middle of the huge corpse pool, with a height of more than ten meters, surrounded by the corpses of all kinds of jackals, with hideous faces, fearful or frightened.
Then, he took out a pale bone, which should be the ancestral stone. He kept chanting mysterious incantations, and the strength of his body continued to pour into that pale bone.
The pale bone emitted a strong light and flew into the sky automatically, exuding a huge coercion. The leader of the jackal knelt on the ground, with a respectful expression, and shouted loudly, "Please give me the blood of your ancestors!" Bar!"
"boom!"
A powerful aura erupted from the pale bones, and an invisible force spread out, covering countless corpses in the corpse pool, and each corpse began to melt, turning into streams of blood.
The blood turned into several jets of water, poured into the pale bones, and the pale bones absorbed countless blood, released even greater power, and then turned into a stream of light and rushed to the sky.
"boom!"
A huge roar sounded, and a thousand-meter-high phantom fell from the sky, carrying a terrifying aura, spreading like a ferocious tide, the surrounding air became icy cold, and countless people felt a sense of fear.
This phantom is a jackal man with a jackal-like head, a pair of blood-colored eyes, a human-like body, purple metal-like hair, and a ferocious aura.
The phantom in front of everyone is the so-called ancestor of jackals.
The jackal ancestor looked down at the jackal leader kneeling on the ground, confirming the identity and strength of the jackal leader. The phantom-like body continued to condense, and finally turned into a cloud of purple blood, slowly falling.
The jackal leader's face showed an ecstatic expression. As long as he obtained the blood of his ancestors, his strength and blood would be greatly improved. With this, he would become a peerless powerhouse, and he could rule countless jackals by relying on the blood of his ancestors.
But in the sky, a figure suddenly appeared, reaching out to grab the falling purple blood mass, this shocked the jackal leader, and then became furious, someone dared to snatch the ancestor he had worked so hard to obtain at a heavy price blood.
"what!"
The wolf man fell into rage, roared loudly, stared at Zhao Fu with murderous eyes, erupted with an extremely terrifying aura, kicked his feet hard, the ground cracked, and the leader of the wolf man turned into A black shadow rushed into the sky.
When Zhao Fu saw the leader of the jackal who came out, he looked disdainful. He took out the Massacre Sword and slashed hard. A huge blood-colored sword light slashed out, submerging the leader of the jackal with cruel force.
After the bloody sword light slashed, a pile of broken corpses fell from the sky, and the strongest person in the tribe died so easily.
Countless jackals looked at Zhao Fu standing in the sky with fear on their faces, feeling the power on him, none of them dared to avenge Zhao Fu, but rationally chose to flee backwards crazily.
(End of this chapter)
