The demonic moon is in the sky, the stars are gathering in the sky, and the blue-gray rays of light are spreading, covering the land of Lingwu Mountain, like a picture scroll! In the central area of ​​Lingwu Mountain, the eaves are densely packed and stretch all the way. It is quite a scene, with a rare kind of grand mist.

A rare pyrotechnic atmosphere.

That is the residence of the Lingwu tribe. Although these buildings may appear to be old and featureless at first glance, they are actually special. Under the illumination of the day stars and the blue-grey light, they appear extraordinary.

If you look down from a high mountain, you will find that these houses are connected together like a giant squirming python that is glowing, ferocious and heroic, but also full of ferociousness! This is the body shape and spirit of God Moraka.

The Wu tribe has such deep faith in the god Molaka that even their residence is built in the shape of the god Molaka, which can draw out the divine power of the god Molaka.

Today is even more special.

The great sacrifice to the chosen day is about to take place, and countless black and white sacrificial flags are planted all the way to the sacrifice site in the center.

Each black and white sacrificial flag is also engraved with the snake pattern of God Moraka.

The sacrificial site is very large, occupying most of the area, and can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people. Except for a few old children or guards, almost all the spirit wizards are gathered here, surrounding the entire sacrificial site.

Full.

In the altar, there was a large altar with a bonfire burning. Dozens of extremely beautiful and graceful women were dancing around the bonfire. Although they were not as beautiful as Chidora, they were still beautiful.

She is definitely a stunning beauty.

This is a dance to worship the gods. Only the specially selected women from the spirit witch tribe are qualified to dance. Although these people are not as status as the spirit girls, they are definitely respected. Many important sacrificial activities require them to perform sacrifices.

Behind such a stunning beauty, there are thirteen wizards lined up in a row, each gathering their wizardry and casting spells on the bonfire platform.

The bonfire on the bonfire platform is not an ordinary fire, but a fire gathered by spells, which is called a sacrificial fire. The stronger the fire, the more it shows that God Molaka approves of this heavenly sacrifice.

Until the sacrificial fire turns into a snake shape, the heaven-selecting sacrifice will officially begin, and the alternation of the position of the spirit girl will also begin.

Below, there was constant noise.

Choosing heaven to offer sacrifices is of great significance to the spirit shaman clan. The position of the spirit girl is a being who can listen to the will of God Moraka. The position is so obedient, so everyone wants to know who can succeed the spirit girl next.

Who could it be.

But at the moment, the situation does not seem to be going well. Although hundreds of wizards are trying their best to cast spells, the sacrificial fire in the bonfire platform cannot become strong, let alone turn into a snake shape. It seems that it is mysteriously

It seems like there is something suppressing the sacrificial fire, not allowing the sacrificial fire to burn vigorously.

The process has been going on for quite a while.

At first, some people didn't think so, but as time passed, commotion gradually appeared in the crowd, and many people began to discuss it privately.

"What's going on? The sacrificial fire still can't transform. Could it be that Lord Moraka doesn't approve of this replacement of the spirit girl?"

Many people looked at the sacrificial fire that never burned vigorously on the bonfire platform and felt that there was something wrong with it.

The sacrificial fire represents the approval of God Molaka for this heavenly sacrifice, and if it cannot be approved by God Molaka, then this heavenly sacrifice will be meaningless.

Amid the heated discussion, two figures quietly emerged from the crowd, it was Qin Feng and Agsu.

However, at this time, Qin Feng, with the help of Agsu, used some kind of witchcraft to change his appearance.

His skin color has turned into the same bronze color as that of the Lingwu tribe. His clothes are also those of the Lingwu tribe. His ears are pointed and long. Even the snake-shaped carvings on his abdomen are vividly engraved. At first glance, he almost looks like

There is no difference between the people of the Lingsha tribe.

The most important thing is that his aura has also changed and is covered by Qin Feng himself. As long as he does not use witchcraft and spells, basically no one can recognize that he is not a member of the Spirit Witch Clan.

Moreover, although it was a new face, there were still hundreds of thousands of people, and there were still some new faces that they had never seen before. In addition, it was a day of worship at this time, so naturally no one recognized him.

“It’s quite lively!”

Looking at the crowds at the festival, Qin Feng sighed with a smile.

"Why are you so excited? This is going to ruin my sister's heaven-selecting sacrifice. Once it is actually held, there will really be big problems. Brother Qin Feng, does the method you mentioned really work?"

"Of course it will work, you can rest assured!"

Qin Feng smiled lightly, his eyes wandering and looking around.

"Who are the people from your old school? You have to tell me in advance, otherwise it will be bad if you accidentally hurt them later!"

Just as Agsu was about to speak, he saw an old man standing out from the crowd and sarcastically said: "Humph, the so-called sacrifices to heaven are made with sincerity and spirit. People in your new tribe have already lost their minds. Morojia

How can God approve of you!"

The old man has very strong cultivation and has the level of Mie San Gang Shen. He is definitely a master and is considered to be quite good among the spirit witch clan.

"Grandpa!"

Agsu was suddenly startled and stared at the stage, looking a little in disbelief.

Obviously, he didn't expect that his grandfather would dare to stand up in this situation.

"Is that your grandpa?"

Qin Feng tilted his head and asked.

Agsu nodded, with a somewhat resentful look on his face: "My grandfather's name is Atulu, and he was once an elder in the clan. Unfortunately, because the people of the new clan gained power, my grandfather became an elder.

I was kicked out of my position!"

"And... it wasn't just as simple as being driven out of the position of Elder Elder. Those people from the New Clan sect also used spells to destroy most of my grandfather's strength. Even his hands and feet were disabled, and his cultivation level was greatly reduced!"

"I was cursed, my hands and feet were crippled, and yet I still have the body level of Mie Sangang. Your grandpa is so awesome!"

Qin Feng was amazed.

In this state, he can actually have Mie Sangang body-level strength, which shows how strong Aturu is. It is hard to imagine how terrifying the old man's cultivation is in his peak state! "Since your grandfather is also

You were once an elder, but now you dare to stand up at the Zetian Sacrifice, which means that your grandfather should be a representative of the old sect. In this way, the small circle of people around him should also be members of the old sect.

Human?"

Agsu nodded in response: "The old faction has lost power. Nowadays, only a small group of people led by my grandfather are still holding on to the old faction. The total number is less than 30,000. Their numbers are simply not comparable to that of the new clan faction."

compared to other people!"

"To stand up at this time is like plucking the hair off a tiger's head!"

"But why, why does my grandfather have to stand up at this time? Doesn't he know that if he stands up in this situation, he will be targeted?"

"Some things are just something you know you can't do but do it anyway!"

Qin Feng said calmly.
Chapter completed!