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But the saint was different. This was chosen by the true god, and both the patriarch and the sacrificial priest value her very much.

Moreover, the saint is also the spiritual pillar of all the Red Eyes, just like the church and the royal court, they are the two pillars of the entire tribe, and neither is indispensable.

"Shameless, if you dare to move the saint, after I catch you, I must let you taste the pain of ants eating."

The whole body of the three green grass trembled and turned into two green grasses.

The red-eyed man behind even raised the guy in his hand to the sky, expressing his anger.

Chen Yu was too lazy to betray them, and said frivolously: "What you just said has angered me. Now, I will give you a small punishment."

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he directly kissed the holy saint in their hearts.

The whole world suddenly became quiet. The red-eyed people who were wailing strangely widened their eyes, watching the saints of their clan being kissed by Chen Yu in a shameless mood, but they were helpless.

In mid-air, the Meisha clan screamed with great sacrificial spirit, and suddenly pulled down a large handful of carved hairs. The old carved king she sat down let out a scream and almost crashed.

"If you don't kill you, my Meisha clan will die."

After taking an earth-shattering oath, the high priest couldn't stand the stimulus, so he decided to avoid it temporarily, so as not to do anything stupid under his anger.

After the red-eyed man below was quiet for a few seconds, the wailing cries continued to sound.

Some people even crossed halfway up the mountain, intending to kill Chen Yu, and the battle looks terrifying.

However, this group of red-eyed people on the bloody head just rushed halfway, clutching their noses, and coughing loudly and escaped from the active volcano.

"Hahaha, come and kill me, kill me, look at me, next, I will show you again."

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he stretched out a salty pig's hand to the poor saint.

puff……

Some red-eyed people couldn't stand the stimulation, and spewed a mouthful of old blood on the spot.

As a noble member of the Meisha tribe, how has he ever suffered such a great shame, some people started to bite their fingertips, muttering words in their mouths, and they didn't know what they were doing.

In the jungle at the foot of the mountain, the Meisha clan's great sacrifice was standing in front of a beast, holding a cold dagger in his hand.

Then, she took the knife and dropped it, and cut off the necks of the hundred beasts. A lot of blood flowed out and sprinkled on the ground. It followed the blood trough that had been carved on the ground, forming a weird totem.

This totem is a bit strange, resembling a horse or a horse, or an elephant, with a single horn emerging from its head.

Finally, the blood of a hundred beasts ran out, and then fell to the ground and died.

Then, a hundred selected red-eyed people stepped into the center of the totem.

An obscure spell came from the mouth of the big sacrifice, and the one hundred red-eyed people in the center of the totem immediately twitched all over, as if they were enduring some inhuman pain.

what!

A hundred red-eyed people yelled at the same time, and suddenly rolled all over the floor, and suddenly there was bleeding from the center of their eyebrows. Among the blood, one horns slowly stretched out from the center of their eyebrows.

"True God possesses his body, without a hundred poison, rises."

A hundred red-eyed people hurriedly got up, their eyes were bright and bloody, and they were holding weapons in their hands, like a soulless body, and walked towards Chen Yu on the top of the mountain with an indomitable momentum.

And the big sacrifice of the Meisha clan's eyes were half closed, and they followed the group of people, their mouths opened and closed, and the spells never stopped.

"What are you doing, aren't you idiots afraid of dying? You dare to come up the mountain?"

Chen Yu looked suspiciously at the hundred red-eyed people who rushed up.

However, the hundred people ignored Chen Yu, but continued to rush towards the mountain.

Chen Yu's expression changed. He had spiritual consciousness, and he could see that something was wrong with this group of people.

Normally, there are three fires on a person's body, which stay on the pubic area and on the shoulders on both sides.

However, the fire of the hundred red-eyed people is all on their heads.

"So you used corpse control."

The corner of Chen Yu's mouth slanted, and suddenly a sword struck the hundred people.

"Weeping Blood Sword, sword aura."

Puff puff……

Countless blood-colored sword threads slashed towards the red-eyed person below.

However, the sword wire, which had never failed before, slashed on the body of the red-eyed man, and even made the sound of metal humming.

Although Chen Yu has the ability to kill all these hundred people, his spiritual power will be consumed in this way, which is not conducive to a protracted battle.

Thinking of this, Chen Yu suddenly put away the Weeping Blood Sword and ran towards the top of the mountain holding the Saintess of Meisha Clan.

Underneath, the Meisha tribe's grand sacrificial face turned red, and the spell in his mouth began to tremble.

Her charm skills are limited, and controlling a hundred corpses at the same time is already the limit of her ability. Now Chen Yu has been dragging on, finally making her unable to bear it, and a mouthful of blood came out.

Just as she vomited blood, the one hundred red-eyed people who had rushed towards Chen Yu suddenly turned their heads and stared at the sacrifice.

And Chen Yu stood at a higher place and laughed.

"Hahaha, your Taoism is too shallow, now prepare to bear the corpse backlash."

As soon as Chen Yu finished speaking, the one hundred corpses had turned around and rushed towards the great sacrifice.

Her face changed drastically, enduring physical pain, and gave orders to the other red-eyed people.

"Quickly, kill all those one hundred people."

The group of red-eyed people hurriedly picked up the broadsword and faced the corpse of their own kind...

These one hundred corpses were invulnerable and powerful. As soon as the Red Eyes met, dozens of them were hacked to death and wounded.

In the end, it was the three green grasses that killed half of the red-eyed corpses for free.

The internal fight lasted for an entire hour, and the Meisha Clan gathered hundreds of people to kill them.

Chen Yu didn't speak the whole time, but looked at the holes in the red eyed people, trying to find a way to escape.

Don't look at him on the surface, but in fact, his heart is like a dog, because Mo Yanyan's daughters are still elsewhere, if the red-eyed person catches him and threatens him, it will be troublesome.

At this moment, Chen Yu's expression changed.

Because he heard a squeaking sound.

The sound is too familiar, like a reminder.

Looking very hard, the red-eyed people at the foot of the mountain were in a mess, and some even screamed.

A large group of red-eyed people escaped from the woods and waved their weapons as they fled.

Next, a large group of one-meter-high ghost monkeys appeared. Although they were small, they moved and leaped in the jungle at an extremely fast speed.

They seem to be tireless, jumping out of various postures in the air, and then in mid-air, the one-meter-long blow tube has already blown out the urging needle.

The physical quality of the Red Eyed people is much better than that of the ocean tribesmen, but they still can't resist the poisonous needles on their bodies, and they fall to the ground and foam at their mouths.

The great sacrifice was now on the old carving king, and the old carving king let out a scream, and tens of thousands of iron-mouthed sculptures rose into the sky.