Chapter 573
"Burning my body with my blood, please the gods, and may Lord Nine Spirits come!"
While the high priest stabbed his staff into his heart, the rest of the lion-hunting tribe also chanted the same words, and pierced their sharp claws into their hearts, and a large amount of blood gushed out, spreading quickly , Dyeing the whole altar.
The high priest had a magic staff in his chest, and the vitality of his body was passing away quickly, as if it had been absorbed by the staff, except for a pair of eyes, which became brighter and brighter.
With the continuous chanting in his mouth, a layer of dark red light began to emerge on the blood-stained altar.
Soon, this layer of light surged wildly, turning into a dark red beam of light thousands of feet high.
Within the beam of light, a huge phantom of a strange beast emerged, gradually turning into a solid body in the dark red light. It was a wild spirit as huge as a mountain with nine wild lion heads on its neck.
The fur of the lion's body is dark purple, and the mane around the neck is shining with purple light, floating leisurely like water plants, looking like clusters of dark purple flames.
"Roar……"
This wild lion spirit named Jiu Ling glanced at Taniguchi's miserable situation, his canthus was about to burst, and his nine bloody mouths let out a sky-shattering roar at the same time.
Its roar was full of anger and hatred, and it was obviously frightened to the extreme.
Somewhat different from other tribes that worship the true spirit, the members of the Hushi clan actually have the blood of the true spirit, so their relationship with them is even closer. It can be said that the members of the Hushi clan It is not an exaggeration for a person to be a descendant of his blood.
"Shameless insect spirit, you are looking for death..." After Jiu Ling roared, he hit a head and suddenly opened his mouth to suck.
I saw an invisible suction force coming out of it, and the blood energy of the Hushi clan that had been scattered in the world before was suddenly drawn by this force, gathered from all directions, and poured into its mouth.
At the same time, the various altars in the valley started to operate on their own without being urged by anyone. The totem imprints engraved on them were shining brightly, and purple fire altars that looked like bonfires rose from them.
In the fire altar, there are dots of faint purple light, floating out like fireflies, pouring into Jiuling's mouth along with the gurgling blood.
Jiuling roared hoarsely, the muscles all over his body suddenly began to swell, a layer of dark red scales appeared on the surface of the body, and the mane on the neck also doubled accordingly, and the breath was so close to Taiyi mid term.
Under the bottom of the river valley, Han Li sensed this change in breath, his expression was slightly different, and he couldn't help but muttered to himself:
"The Hushi clan is a bit interesting. The relationship between them and this true spirit seems to be different, but it is somewhat similar to the ancestor god system of Heifeng Island. With the support of blood and the power of prayer contained in the altar, this true spirit Maybe he can still have the power to fight against that Golden Devourer."
"Is it really that powerful?" Jin Tong said suspiciously.
"Let's not talk about the bloodline offerings of the lion-hunting people before. No one knows how much totem prayer power has been accumulated in these altars. It's definitely impossible to beat them. It depends on how far they can be beaten." Han Li Said slowly.
Hear what Han Li said. A look of eagerness suddenly appeared on Jin Tong's face. He wanted to watch the battle, which made Han Li dumbfounded.
"Let's go." He raised his palm and slapped the golden boy on the head, and said.
Hearing the words, the latter hesitated for a moment, then turned his palm skillfully, took out a Soul Armor Talisman and stuck it on his forehead.
Han Li also waved his hand to call out the White Jade Pixiu, ordering him to swallow the golden boy who had turned into a golden beetle.
A moment later, a large wave of water suddenly exploded in the river in the valley, and a jasper speeding car broke through the waves, soaring into the sky, and instantly turned into a blue streamer, and then disappeared.
Beyond the river valley, the Golden Devourer noticed that the golden boy's aura had disappeared again. He looked up to the sky, and a look of disgust flashed in his pupils, and he was about to chase after him with a flutter of wings.
At this moment, a faint purple light suddenly lit up in front of him, and bursts of purple flames surged towards the sky from the front, turning into a fiery sea of flames, blocking his way.
Immortal Gold Devourer turned his eyes, looked over, and saw Jiu Lingzheng's head in the middle, with its bloody mouth wide open, spitting out billowing fierce flames from it.
From the four skulls on the left side, white whirlwinds spewed out at the same time, blowing the flames and raising huge vortices, encircling the Gold Devourer in the center, while from the four skulls on the other side, a large amount of whirlwinds spewed out. All the purple ghost electricity poured into the flame vortex.
Under the connection of the purple ghost electricity, a very special but extremely powerful attraction force was produced among the hundreds of huge flame vortexes penetrating the world, making them gather together into a forbidden world like an exquisite ancient formation.
All the things trapped in it will only feel that the body and even the soul are being pulled and suppressed by this force, and there is no way to escape. They can only be trapped in it, waiting for the flame vortex to be pulled closer and closer by the purple ghost electricity, and finally be drawn by this force. Power crushed and calcined to death.
At the same time, hundreds of huge griffin beasts in the valley before also flew out of the valley at this moment, surrounded by this purple sea of flames, opened their mouths and let out bursts of sound waves, and moved towards the Golden Devourer. Shock away.
The golden light flickered in the eyes of the Golden Devourer, and it seemed that he finally looked a little more serious. The wings behind his back shook violently, and a layer of strange fluctuations rippled from his body...
Dark Star Canyon.
In the main hall of the cliff waterfall, the patriarchs of the eight holy tribes sat next to each other on large animal skin chairs, and the patriarchs of the other small, medium and small tribes sat around each other at the lower positions.
"The king's injury has returned to normal, everyone can rest assured." Nuo Qinglin, who was sitting on the main seat, said to everyone.
"The recovery of the king's injury is indeed a happy event worth celebrating, but I really don't understand why the insect spirit didn't take the opportunity to attack? Could it be that human race that caused far more damage than we imagined? So that it has not been cured so far?" Ze Wushi asked with some doubts.
"This possibility is unlikely. If that human race really had such a great ability, they wouldn't have left behind a fake body and escaped from the Dark Star Canyon in desperation." Yinmei said, shaking her head with white smoke curling up from her body.
"Yes, if he really has such abilities, why would he be afraid to fight us when the king is injured?" Nuo Qinglin nodded in agreement.
"Patriarch Qinglin, haven't you found out the whereabouts of that human race yet?" Hushi patriarch Yin Shen asked suddenly.
"Although the insect spirits have not taken the initiative to attack, the two races of insects and beasts are still facing each other. The battle is imminent. I can send out only a limited number of people to investigate. It will be difficult to find them for a while." Nuo Qinglin glanced at him and said.
After hearing this, Yin Shen showed a little dissatisfaction on his face. When he was about to speak, he suddenly opened his mouth slightly and stopped.
Immediately afterwards, he took out a specially made white bone the size of a palm, bit through his fingertips and dropped a drop of blood on it.
As the blood fell, a layer of hidden runes and totem marks quickly appeared on the bone.
Yin Shen took the bone with both hands and put it on his forehead, as if he was praying.
After a while, his expression changed suddenly, he stood up suddenly from the spot, knocked the big animal skin chair under him and flew upside down, hit the ground, and shattered into fine powder.
"Patriarch Yin Shen, you are..."
Nuo Qinglin knew that something must have happened to make an old guy like Yin Shen lose his composure like this.
"Insect spirits attacked the Hongluo River Valley..." Yin Shen murmured as if he couldn't accept it for a moment.
"What? Did it lead the army to the Hongluo River Valley?" Ze Wushi asked in surprise.
"It went to the Hongluo River Valley by itself. The people left behind by my lion clan, except for the old and the weak, women and children, almost all died in battle, even Lord Jiuling..." Yin Shen's eyes flickered. Bloody said word by word.
"No wonder the Zerg army didn't take the initiative to attack, but it was..." Yin Mei suddenly said.
"So, there are no insect spirits in the Zerg army stationed outside the Dark Star Canyon?" the night owl patriarch Deng Gui suddenly asked.
The meaning of his words is obvious, that is, he hopes that the orc allied forces will take this opportunity to attack and defeat the Zerg in one fell swoop.
Hearing this, Yin Shen turned his eyes to Lantern Ghost, his eyes were full of anger, and after a long time, he said: "Everyone's plan to subdue the Zerg, forgive the Hu Lion Clan for not being with you..."
"The insect spirits have come to the Hongluo River Valley, and it is clear what will happen there. It doesn't make much sense if Patriarch Yin Shen can't go back now. It's better to defeat the Zerg with all the tribes and avenge them... I think everyone here , should also be thinking this way, right?" Deng Gui said, ignoring his gaze.
No one responded in the hall, and the atmosphere seemed a bit awkward.
Although everyone really thought so, no one was willing to speak out.
"It's really unexpected that such a tragedy happened. Clan Chief Yin Shen can return to the Hongluo River Valley as soon as possible. The important thing is to settle down in the clan. Don't worry about the coalition forces for the time being. If you need any help, just ask. I, the Youchen Clan, will help with all my strength." Nuo Qinglin stood up, folded his hands on his chest, saluted him, and said seriously.
"Master Jiuling is seriously injured, and he is no longer able to provide totem protection for us Hushi people. We will not be able to play much role if we stay in the army. Now we will return to the Hongluo River Valley. The king..." Yin Shen said, With a slightly relaxed expression, he returned a salute and said.
"Patriarch Yin Shen just don't worry, I will report the truth to Master Su Liu and Wang, and they will definitely understand." Nuo Qinglin assured.
"Then I'll take care of you, thank you." Yin Shen was out of his mind at the moment, thanked him a little out of control, and strode out of the hall.
After he left, the patriarchs of the other clans contacted the clan with secret methods, and they were relieved after confirming that the clan had not been attacked by insect spirits.