Chapter 506 Three Totems
In the scorching sun, a huge altar was placed on the wide grass, on which was a statue of the wolf god. The high priest was pouring blood on the statue, and a large altar was dug out on the ground centered on the altar. In the huge formation, each stroke of the formation is dug in, like a blood groove, and at the end of each blood groove is a warrior from Zhaohua, and there are hundreds of people in a large circle.

After the high priest poured all the bowl of blood on the sculpture, she put the bowl aside. She glanced at the Zhaohua warriors tied to the copper pillars around her and smiled with satisfaction.

She glanced around and finally stopped on Jia Luo. She walked up to Jia Luo and looked at him carefully. Jia Luo's appearance can be regarded as handsome, but the long-term battle made him look a bit vicissitudes. The high priest looked at him, and suddenly tore off his clothes. There was an eagle-shaped birthmark near Jia Luo's heart. The birthmark was lifelike. When he was just born, his father was excited when he saw the birthmark on his heart. The old man was in tears, they all called him the eagle on the prairie, the person who wanted to unify the prairie, and Jia Luo had believed so firmly for so many years.

"The eagle on the grassland will eventually be eaten by wolves. I don't know if you have heard the story of the three guardian gods on this grassland, the gray wolf, the eagle, and the golden crow. The inheritance of the eagle and the golden crow has been cut off. It has been a long time, only our wild wolf tribe has been completely inherited, and soon I will sacrifice your blood to summon a great wolf king to rule this grassland."

The high priest's fingertips moved gently on his birthmark, and suddenly she stabbed her nails hard into the eagle's heart on the birthmark, blood flowed out from the wound, she withdrew her hand and gently licked the blood from her fingertips , showing a look of endless aftertaste.

"As expected of the descendant of the eagle family, the taste of blood is more delicious. The wolf god will definitely like you very much." The high priest laughed a few times before returning to the altar, holding a banner in her hand and gently With a shake, a large black cloud suddenly floated from the sky, covering the sun at once, the high priest waved the banner in his hand again, a light flashed from the banner, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, and the talisman drawn on the ground was bright The blood-red wind radiated, and the people tied to the copper pillar roared in pain. Their blood left along the copper pillar, fell into the groove on the ground, and continuously gathered towards the wolf-shaped sculpture in the center.

Losing blood makes people feel cold. Jia Luo looked at the people around him with pained expressions, his eyes lit up with anger, and the picture of Mu Hua's death flashed before his eyes again. With a low growl, he broke free and opened the lock. Holding on to his iron chain, he quickly rushed in the direction of the high priest, even though he was unarmed, driven by anger, he was fearless.

Hearing the sound of the chain breaking, the high priest's complexion changed. She squinted her eyes and got up and rushed towards Jia Luo. The high priest's strength was impressive, and she grabbed Jia Luo's wrist. Slightly changed the direction of the hand, and slapped the high priest, both of them retreated a few steps and landed on the ground again, looking at each other with a little more fear.

In particular, the high priest looked at Jia Luo's eyes differently, and his palm almost hurt her. Jia Luo clearly didn't know half of spells, but his angry blow actually contained spiritual power, and it was Extremely rich spiritual power.

(End of this chapter)

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