The Lord is Empire

A few days later, the witches' sacrifice began.

Countless people came to the front of a vast forest, where a 10 meter high rectangular platform has been built, on which rich fruits and food have been laid. One by one, the wizard in wizard's clothing and mask is dancing primitive dance on it.

Standing in front of each stone platform are the clan heads of various tribes, followed by witches of many tribes, and finally numerous ordinary people.

The scene was very lively.

Most of them are an old woman with a wooden stick. It seems that she has the highest status.

The forest in front of us is the place where the ancestors of the witch clan lived. Now it is wrapped up by various kinds of Dharma array, and has become the holy land of the witch clan. The powerful members of the witch clan have also left countless inheritance and treasure in it, which is very attractive.

Zhao Fu stood at the front, while another xianzun descendant stood on one side. Because Zhao Fu and her had the greatest potential, as representatives of many witches, they had to stand in front, otherwise Zhao Fu didn't want to be so conspicuous at the beginning.

Zhao Fu, another descendant of xianzun, also knows something about her. She is a pure witch clan. It is said that she has a blood relationship with xianzun and her name is Wuying.

The old woman looked at the forest in front of her with deep eyes and hoarse voice, and cried, "we do not forget our ancestors. Today we offer sacrifices to our ancestors, and we hope our ancestors will protect us."

After that, the old woman bowed forward, and the heads of various clans bowed forward, and others followed. Zhao Fu was no exception, because it was too obvious if he did not worship alone.

Boom!

The emptiness of the forest emitted countless rays of light, with a huge momentum to the people standing in front of the forest, forming a road composed of light.

"The witch sacrifice begins!" cried the old woman

The old woman and many clan leaders went to the side and looked at the Zhao Fu people standing behind them.

Zhao Fu and others walked forward and walked into the forest along this light road.

Witches continue to enter the forest.

The elegant middle-aged man asked, "this time, I don't know who can become the young clan leader!"

The red dress lady said with a smile, "if there is no accident, we will choose the young clan leader from the witch spirit and the witch firefly. But I personally prefer Wu Ying

The handsome young man also chuckled and said, "I am also more optimistic about her identity. She is the descendant of xianzun, and her qualification is beyond the perception. She is also related to xianzun. She can be said to be the perfect successor of the young clan leader."

The old woman also nodded, "no one is better than her!"

The refined middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "from the surface, she is indeed the most suitable person, but I vaguely feel that the wizard spirit is not simple, his origin is too mysterious, I did not get any information from him, he is deliberately hiding his identity."

"Well, you're right about that. I wonder why he's hiding his identity? What don't you want to tell us? What's more, the strength displayed by this man is unfathomable. Maybe he will become the little clan leader of the sorcerer clan. Just let such a person become the little clan leader, OK

The old woman said, "nothing. Since he is qualified, we can't stop him."

The elegant middle-aged man sighed, "it's really meaningless to talk about him now, just look at their performance in the Holy Land!"

Zhao Fu went into the forest, looked around, and said to Lang Qing, "follow me!"

Langqing is also a witch of a tribe. She is eligible to participate in the Sorcerer's sacrifice. She smiles and nods happily.

Wu Ying looked at Zhao Fu who had left, showing a dignified expression. She had heard about Zhao Fu, and she was very concerned about Zhao Fu, because Zhao Fu was also a powerful candidate to become the head of the young clan.

She tried to perceive Zhao Fu's strength from the very beginning, but she can't feel Zhao Fu's strength until now. With her ability, she can't feel Zhao Fu's strength. Zhao Fu's strength is absolutely terrible, and certainly will not be weaker than her.

An enchanting woman came up to her and asked with a smile, "what's the matter?"

She is a witch of the Luo snake tribe, named snake Youmeng. She is also one of the eight witches. She has become a friend of Wu Ying in these days.

Wu Ying said, "I feel that the strength of the wizard spirit is very strong!"

Snake Youmeng chuckled, "well, we've heard of him, but I still think you'll become the little head of the witch clan."

Wu Ying whispered, "maybe not!"

Snake Youmeng opened his mouth and said, "it's better to catch up with him now, to see who is more powerful. I think only he has a threat. If you remove him, no one can stop you."

Wu Ying thought for a moment, "now that the witch sacrifice is just beginning, it's not suitable for us. We'd better stay at the end of the battle."

Xuanxuan cup, Yuan Mie and frog Niu stood aside. Originally, they were the three great talents of the Wu clan, and they were loved and worshipped by countless people. But now, as if they lost their light, they were almost robbed by Wu Ying and Zhao Fu, and few people paid attention to them.

"What are we going to do next?" Xuanxuan cup looks at the Wu Ying in front of him and asks.

The frog said, "anyway, we can't be the young patriarch and do our own things. There are many good things in this holy land."The last time ranniu was defeated by Zhao Fu, he lost his pride and became low-key.

Yuan Mie nodded, "their fight should be at the end, and now we don't need to do anything."

People standing outside the holy land use a kind of secret arts to make people's pictures first in the sky.

Langqing followed Zhao Fu and asked, "where should we go now, Wu Ling?"

While flying in the sky, Zhao Fu felt all around him. "I don't know. Let's see what the treasures are."

Whew!

At this time, a huge black vine shot out from the ground, with a strong momentum to the two of Zhao Fu shot past, very fast.

Zhao Fu held out his hand in vain, and an invisible hand caught the vine. The vine twisted and grew like a black boa constrictor.

The black vines found that they couldn't get rid of Zhao Fu's hands, and immediately they grew a row of three meter long spines. The spines were blood colored and gave off a cold light of steel. With a strong force, they flew to Zhao Fu.

Zhao Fu's body floated out of a defense shield, which wrapped Zhao Fu's body and Lang Qing's body. The dense spikes shot on the shield, making a series of noises, which did no harm to Zhao Fu.

Not only Zhao Fu was attacked, but other witches were also attacked in different ways.

Some of the grass growing on the ground suddenly grew rapidly and wrapped up the body of a witch. Some of the trees survived and grew a big mouth to swallow a witch. Some flowers suddenly flew out, as sharp as a blade, cutting people's bodies

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