New White Snake Asking Immortals

The Shirabe men wielded hatchets and bows and arrows and fought hard between the houses, but the Kurobe men kept retreating due to the large number of people. www. ranwena`com

There is almost no way to go back. The women, children and old people in the village are behind them. If these men fail, the old people will be killed because they are worthless, the women will be taken away, and the children will become slaves. There is no kindness in the harsh living environment.

On the roof, a 17 or 18-year-old Baibu guy tore down the roof stones and smashed them!

In the narrow alley between the ancient stone houses, a strong man was hit in the head by a stone and died tragically on the spot. Stones fell one after another, killing and injuring the attacking man.

In the distance, a man from Kurobe pointed at the guy with a bamboo blowing arrow and blew hard!

Shh~

The young boy holding the stone was carried into the alley to die together with the stone. Fierce fights can be seen everywhere, but all boys over the age of 13 or 14 will participate in this battle to defend their homeland, because according to the rules of Shiwan Dashan, after the stockade is breached They were all to be killed as sacrifices to the gods.

Arrows flew wildly and wailed, and the head of the brawny man rushed to the front step by step with a long knife in his hand to kill the enemy!

He is a person who has practiced. The cultivation system of the Southern Wilderness is different from that of the Central Plains. The cultivation direction of this patriarch is similar to that of monsters. This is very common in the Southern Wilderness. Most tribal chiefs are physical cultivation. The one with the highest cultivation will be elected as the patriarch.

A strong man is equivalent to the late stage of Qi refining. It is already a high incense to have a master in the late stage of Qi refining in a small tribe of 1,000 people, and the other party also has a patriarch with the same cultivation...

The appearance of the brawny patriarch quickly attracted the attention of those in Heibe.

"Kill!"

More people flocked to the head of the brawny man, but the head of the brawny man did not know what secret technique he had performed, and suddenly his muscles swelled and his strength became infinite. Those Kurobe strong men who rushed forward were poisoned to death, with blisters all over their faces, and the priests of the small tribe belonging to the Kurobe also came out to fight!

The tribal chief of Heibe took up his weapon and rushed towards the strong man.

Priest Kurobe took out some kind of animal bone and scratched his forearm, held up the blood-stained bone and chanted a spell, black air came out from the bone and penetrated into the corpses that had fallen to the ground, and then, the dead corpses with fatal wounds stand up wobbly...

Behind the stockade.

The old priest tremblingly walked to the altar under the totem, took out a white bone flute and played it...

"Not good! They are using the holy artifact! Stop them!"

The people from the Kurobu entered the palace more violently, and a crossbow arrow kept crossing the front and fell near the altar.

Facing the crisis of the collapse of the village, everyone chose to stand up. The old man stood in front of the altar and used his body to block the arrows. One by one, the old people fell down and the old people continued to come forward...

Due to natural selection, all the creatures in the Hundred Thousand Mountains are for inheritance.

The old priest endured his sorrow and played the bone flute...

The melodious sound of the flute floats towards the mountains.

The bone flute has extraordinary abilities, a trace of mysterious fluctuations searched continuously through the mountains and forests, and then, the mysterious fluctuations seemed to find something and went straight to a white figure on the mountain road.

Bai Yu, who was strolling around in the beautiful clothes of Nanhuang, was suddenly taken aback!

What ghost sound?

At the same time, the old priest's eyes lit up on the other side of the mountain.

The mysterious bone flute gradually cracked and shattered, and pieces of shards fell to the ground. The old priest stopped playing and closed his eyes to mutter...

Mountain road on the other side.

Bai Yu flicked her head from side to side, and didn't find anyone around her, but a voice kept talking in her head, the syllables were strange but she could understand the meaning of the words, like sacrificial words used in sacrifices.

"The ancestor god Chi You protects..."

"A powerful holy beast walking in the boundless mountains..."

"Please listen to my most sincere prayer..."

"Come here to protect the survival of our bloodline..."

"I ask the mighty holy beast to destroy my enemies, save my homeland, and illuminate my destiny..."

"My family will offer the best sacrifice..."

That voice kept appearing in Bai Yu's head, chanting it over and over again, constantly tempting Bai Yu to go to the direction guided by the dark, and subconsciously felt that if she agreed, she would get benefits, as if there was a voice that kept saying go, go, There will be sacrifices waiting there.

In the end, Bai Yu decided to take a look. It was always difficult to refuse such things as benefits and sacrifices.

"I agree."

Jump forward and turn into a 30-meter-long ferocious giant snake, manipulate the strong wind, twist your body, and swim close to the treetops to the mountain ridge...

The alpine birds are frightened and the beasts are terrified!

In the small village of the Baibu tribe, the old priest was overjoyed. At this time, the bone flute in his hand had already turned into fly ash, and this situation made a certain village leader in the Heibu tribe who wanted to snatch the treasure beat his chest and stamp his feet.

Suddenly, the old priest fell from dizziness, and a young and beautiful girl rushed forward...

"grandfather……"

The old priest smiled on his wrinkled face.

"I'm fine... I'll leave the rest to you. Remember the summoning spell? Recite the spell for me..."

"Um!"

The young girl sobbed and nodded in agreement, wiped away her tears and stood on the altar reciting witchcraft spells.

The small tribe belonging to the Kurobe was very disappointed. Apart from the wealth and population of the other party, they came here today for the holy artifact, and even spent five years planting secret hands in the opposing tribe to take advantage of the chaos to snatch the holy artifact. I never thought that the dark hand didn't appear at all.

No matter why the dark hand missed, the situation is now difficult.

Seeing that the small Baibu tribe actually used the holy artifact to cast spells, their joy seemed to have succeeded.

The head of the tribe belonging to the Kurobe is in a hurry...

"Quick! Kill that girl! Stop her chanting!"

The men in the Heibu Village attacked even more frantically, slashing with machetes, slashing bows and crossbows, and shooting sharply, while the Baibu warriors were even more fierce, dragging the enemy almost desperately to prevent them from approaching the rear altar!

The fight between the two patriarchs was even more dangerous. The patriarch of the small Baibu tribe laughed. He knew that as long as he held on, he could put the other party in danger.

The girl was still chanting the mantra, and the time passed by every minute...

suddenly!

Many eyes noticed a large flock of birds flying from the top of the mountain!

Different kinds of birds will not swarm and fly at the same time. If they scream and fly wildly, there is only one possibility, that there are some terrible beasts.

The head of the small tribe belonging to the Heibu yelled in fear and anxiety.

"My son! Do it quickly! If you don't do it, it will be too late!"

However, no one responded to him, and the dark hand that had been prepared for five years disappeared without knowing where it was. The original seamless plan became riddled with holes because of his disappearance, and even gave the other party time to complete the summoning spell and invite monsters. , the birds on the mountain ridge flew away in panic, that thing was about to appear...

In a certain stone house in this small village of Baibu.

A young guy quietly looked at the beautiful girl on the altar through the window, his eyes were full of admiration and doting, he was the son of the head of the small tribe of Heibe, Anzi who had been lying in wait for five years.

Destiny is really amazing. At the beginning, he was so energetic that he tried his best to sneak into the village for the patriarch's father.

Just wait until today when the sacred artifact appears to snatch or kill the priests in the village, and take the opportunity to take the wealth and women that the sacred artifact occupied this small Baibu tribe.

But he fell in love with the priest's daughter in the enemy's tribe. He had seen many girls, but none of them were as beautiful or charming as her, as fragrant and charming as flowers blooming in spring...

Naihe is doomed not to be together.

The young guy sighed, he couldn't do it, he couldn't kill that girl, and he was sorry for his father and his clan.

Holding a sharp knife in his chest.

Looking at the girl on the altar, she smiled, unable to slip...

It's just one of thousands of unknown stories in the world, so small that no one knows.

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