I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 130 An Unclothed Uncle
In the north of the dynasty, there are endless grasslands, deserts and neighbors.

On a lush grassland, a square altar with a length of more than ten feet and a width stands tall.

The inside of the altar was hollowed out and built in the shape of a pool.

On the steps of the altar, countless dark figures came and went up and down like ants.These people have their hair disheveled, and both men and women are dressed in animal skins, with roughness and wildness on their bodies.

Judging from their appearance, they should be Hu people from the north.

These barbarians walked up to the altar, picked up a bone dagger, and cut open their wrists forcefully, allowing the blood in their bodies to flow into the pool.

He waited until his face was pale and his body was crumbling before he staggered down the altar.

Although a lot of blood was shed, everyone had fanaticism on their faces, as if they were doing something sacred.

At this moment, seven or eight feet of blood had accumulated in that pool, and under the cover of the dark night, there was an indescribable darkness and evil.

A middle-aged man with messy hair, wearing a black robe, and holding a leather drum watched all this calmly.

Hallucinogenic spices were burned all around, and the pungent aroma mixed with the smell of blood made people want to vomit even more.

In the blink of an eye, it was midnight, and the not so clear weather became even more gloomy.

In the south, the weather is hot at this time.

But on this northern grassland, the temperature drops sharply at this hour.Many people beside the altar couldn't take it anymore because they lost too much blood and were blown by the cold wind.

"Wake up! Mahakala will come soon, and we will get rich fields and food that can never be eaten." In the dark crowd, many people hugged the heads of their fallen relatives and whispered Sob and pray.

They dare not make too much noise for fear of causing displeasure to the gods.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a dull drum sounded, causing everyone's hearts to jump.

The middle-aged man in black robe tapped his fingers on the leather drum again, and the rhythmic sound continued to echo in the grassland.

"Blow the horn!"

Suddenly, around the altar, a tall warrior blew his horns, and a deep whimpering sound spread out.

"Crackling." The spices burning around suddenly rose to a higher flame, and the strange fragrance spread to the surroundings along with the sound of drums and horns.

Many people originally felt physically weak, but at this moment, a surge of energy surged up from nowhere, and a strange flush appeared on their faces.

The middle-aged man in black chanted sacrificial rites that others could not understand, his voice was ups and downs, his body was submerged in the billowing smoke from burning spices, making him look as unapproachable as ghosts and gods.

He stood on a high platform and danced a primitive dance.

The blood in the blood pool seemed to be heated, and it rolled directly,

"Respect the ancestors and worship the ancestors, and the ancestors will worship them."

All of a sudden, a sentence of southern mandarin appeared in the middle-aged man's slurred voice.

And almost at the same time, a boundless cloud of black smoke flew out of a bottomless cave under the gloomy Yellow Spring Sea, and the black smoke spread rapidly.

Just in the blink of an eye, a large area of ​​Huangquan was dyed black.

As the black smoke flew away, it continued to shrink and solidify, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a giant god with a height of several feet and dark skin.

His figure flickered, and six arms stretched out from behind, holding a ferocious skull and leg bones in his hands, exuding a primitive and wild taste.

However, this giant god seems to have been hungry for a long time, with dry skin clinging to his torso, and the bones in his body can be clearly seen.

"Clanglanglang."

He was just about to rush out of Huangquanhai, but suddenly countless chains emerged out of thin air, entangled around his torso and limbs.

The chain had dense golden lines, and after the light flickered, it sank down suddenly, dragging the giant into the bottom of the sea again.

"Blood Prison! Don't make a move yet!"

The black giant god's body couldn't help sinking, his heart suddenly became impatient, and he roared loudly, and on the Yellow Springs Sea, a man wearing a red robe, a crown on his head, and a towering forehead appeared.

The robe on his body is like a sea of ​​blood, spreading all over the sky, almost connecting with the endless sea of ​​yellow springs.

If Qiu Ping was here, of course he knew this person was the Blood Prison Yan Luo who was killed by Judge Cui that day as an incarnation.

Hearing the giant god calling his name, Yan Luo of the Blood Prison showed a trace of fear on his face, but he still stretched out his hand and made a seal, the golden lines on the chain quickly faded, and then he seemed to lose his spirituality and stood still.

"Oh!"

The black giant laughed loudly, his body exploded into black smoke, slipped directly through the gap of the chains, and then turned into a human form again.

"The blood sacrifice is already being held in Yangshi. You can recover [-]% of your strength after a full meal. When the gate of ghosts opens on July [-]th, you will find an opportunity to rush into the human world. There is no end to blood in the human world. When the time comes The strength will definitely be fully restored."

"Hmph, I can only help you so far. If we meet again later, it will be the time for me to kill the evil god." The blood prison Yan Luo looked at the black giant coldly, and after throwing out a sentence, he went This disappears.

"Nonsence!"

"It's really a bitch and set up a memorial archway. Now let me be a shit stick, and then kill me to make meritorious deeds later. However, since you released me, how can you kill me again?" easy."

"If King Mingling hadn't taken action 200 years ago, how could I have been caught by you?"

A hint of disdain appeared on the face of the black giant, even though he knew that someone was watching him secretly at this moment, he was not at all afraid.

They are used to do dirty work themselves, and they have to bear it even if they are unhappy until their tasks are completed.

"But... blood food, I haven't eaten for 200 years, I'm about to starve to death!"

The giant god looked up at the sky, his throat rolled a few times, and his stomach roared like a drum.His gaze seemed to see through endless time and space, the pool full of blood and the pious beliefs of countless people.

He was originally a hero king on the grassland, but after his death, he was set up as a sacrifice, and by chance, he became a god.

As his tribe continued to expand, so did his beliefs, and his power grew rapidly.

The grassland is always accompanied by disputes and killings. He enjoys blood food wantonly, and his life is more carefree than the gods in the heavenly world.

Until 200 years ago, a man named King Mingling came to his door and said that blood food was forbidden in the world, even areas other than Wang Hua were not allowed to enjoy blood sacrifices.

How could he have suffered such idleness, after a few curses, he started to fight with the Mingling King.

But after only a few tricks, he was knocked off the altar, and then slapped into Huangquanhai, sealed forever.

"Hurry up and sacrifice, I can't wait!"

He greedily looked at everything in the distant Yang world, his eyes almost spit out fire.

"Whoa."

On the altar in Yangjian, the leading priest directly tore off his black robe, revealing his emaciated body.With pious eyes in his eyes, he walked towards the blood pool step by step.

He is the descendant of the ancient hero king and the priest of the Mahakala god.

With Mahakala being sealed, their power on the grassland quickly withered, and now there are only a few thousand people left.

After lingering for 200 years, they finally got news from the gods again, so they held a grand blood sacrifice, calling for the coming of the gods.

Now, he wants to use his own blood as a link to offer all these blood foods to Mahakala.

"bring it on."

The giant god on the Yellow Spring Sea almost trembled with excitement. He stretched out his hand, as if he could touch the blood food containing the essence of flesh and blood as long as he stretched out his hand.

The naked priest slowly closed his eyes. Through the blood connection, he seemed to sense the recovery of Mahakala. The great hero king was watching him, his unworthy descendant.

"Respect the ancestors, worship the ancestors!"

Another roar broke out from his mouth, and he was about to fall into the pool of blood.

He will use his own blood to open up the connection between himself and his ancestors, and present a grand blood meal!
"thump!"

In the darkness, there was a crisp sound of water splashing in the pool of blood.

Um?Splash sound?
A trace of doubt suddenly flashed in the priest's fanatical head, and the body that was about to jump into the pool of blood also froze.

Haven't danced yet?Where is the sound of splashing water?

"What the hell is this? Why is it so stinky!" A childish and angry voice came from the pool of blood, followed by waves of retching.

"Why did you come to this messy place again, I'm stupid, and there is a pervert who doesn't wear clothes."

In the pool of blood, a black shadow flew out suddenly, and directly hit the priest's body.

It's a pity that this priest's body is really weak, and the force he drew was really too great, he flew out horizontally and fell under the altar, life or death is unknown.

The black light quickly fled and flew into a small river in the distance.

And the rich essence rising from the blood pool sank into the void in an instant, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The fresh blood in the pool, as if it had gone through countless years, dried up at the bottom of the pool, revealing the uneven bottom.

"vomit."

A small loach kept retching in the water. Damn, he was just sleeping at home, so he passed through inexplicably, and he didn't know to notify him.

That place just now was really disgusting, he breathed with gills, and he didn't know how much stuff he choked into his stomach with one mouthful.

And just as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw an uncle with closed eyes and no clothes rushing over with a "slutty" smile. This is simply too perverted!

After the little loach vomited for a long time, he felt much better.

Spreading his divine sense to the surroundings, he could sense the aura of many mortals, and there is a high probability that he should still be in the world.As for where it is, I don't know.

"With so many people, and the Blood Pool Altar, they are not engaging in some improper gathering."

As a god in the new era, Qiu Ping is very sensitive to the blood sacrifice of wild gods and evil gods, and the current scene is very similar to the sacrifice of evil gods.

Qiu Ping quietly took out the small blue dragon leather case from the scale space, and "chucked" into it.

Not long after, a lifelike real dragon emerged from the water.When it is lifted into the air, water vapor will naturally gather around it, and there will be clouds and mist transpiration between breaths.

Except for being a little smaller, it was even more real than a real dragon.

For things like time travel, one must put on a vest before going out.

The little loach dissipated the magic from his body, restrained his breath, and approached the altar on tiptoe.

Although Little Loach has a strong sense of justice, he still knows how much he weighs.The ghost knows how powerful the evil god these people worship is, and he will not go up to seek death until he finds out the details.

At this moment, the black giant god on Huangquan Sea seemed to be strangled by someone's neck, the excited expression on his face stopped abruptly, and then his expression became extremely ferocious again.

Just a little bit!

He has already sensed it, and he is almost able to enjoy blood food.

But now, the almost-at-hand duck is flying.

This feeling of falling short made him feel so uncomfortable that he almost went crazy.

"Who is it! Who ruined my good deed!" In that weak induction, he seemed to see a long strip of creatures, but he didn't capture what it looked like.

"I curse you! I want to curse you to fall into Abi Hell forever!" The black giant god kept roaring, but separated by a world, no matter how furious he was, it would be of no avail.

Of course, the little loach in Yangjian didn't know that he had destroyed the good thing of a terrible existence. He was squatting behind everyone at the moment, looking in the direction of the altar.

He wants to see what kind of group of people they are, who even dare to play blood sacrifices in the world, so they are not afraid of being approached by King Mingling.

Oh yes, King Ming Ling is refining the world in Abi Hell, and he should not be at home right now, no wonder so many monsters and ghosts have come out.

"Sacrifice...the sacrifice failed..."

The priest whose tail was whipped by the little loach was helped up. Although he looked very miserable, with blood continuously overflowing from his mouth and nose, and many fractures on his body, he miraculously survived.

But his mind seemed to be a little confused, he was crying and laughing, and he was chanting non-stop.

His voice spread to everyone's ears. Many people had lost too much blood and stayed in the cold wind for so long. Now that they heard the bad news, one of them couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground shaking.

For this sacrifice, almost all the clansmen contributed a lot of blood, but there was no response from the gods.

This is a fatal blow to everyone.

"You promised me, you said that the sacrifice would be successful!" The priest kept spitting out blood, and his eyes were fixed on the crowd.

Qiu Ping was startled, and quickly followed the priest's gaze to look over.

Sure enough, there were two men in black robes in the crowd, but if Qiu Ping hadn't seen it with his own eyes, in his induction, there would be nothingness there.

The moment Qiu Ping looked towards the men in black robes, suddenly, one of the men in black robes seemed to sense something, and quickly looked towards Qiu Ping's position.

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