Tripod Reverses the Heaven

Bo Miao's words are plausible. It sounds like it's really feasible. He called the people participating in this meeting to talk more than once.

Hundreds of people attended the meeting, representing different clans. The marks of Cang nationality in the center of their eyebrows are almost the same color of blue and purple. This shows that their identity is extremely high. They can be regarded as the highest controller of the whole Cang family.

The whole Cang clan is actually divided into hundreds or thousands of clans of different sizes, and the people participating in this meeting are the leaders of many clans and the actual power holders of the whole Cang clan.

Last name, what is a last name? The whole Cang people have a surname of Cang, but they have different surnames. For example, the little Duke Bohong who was killed by the ancient wind is actually Cang and Bo.

After a while of discussion, the leader of the Lu clan took the lead and said, "I agree to do this. The matter of the demon star really matters. Whether it is successful or not, at least we have to do it!" With that, he scanned the chiefs of each clan one by one, and then asked, "what do you think? If everyone has no objection, let's make a decision. Set up an altar in time and change his life style! "

The words fell, and people whispered again. After a while, I saw that Boku stood up and said, "I agree. The demon star thief killed my only son. We are mortal enemies. If I need to go out, I'm willing to go in person! "

Boku was the direct victim of the demon star's arrival. Of course, he had to show his attitude.

His words were just finished, and the patriarch of their Bo family also made a statement. He only said that the demon star was related to the survival of the whole Cang family and had to pay attention to it. Even if you can't change your destiny, you have to try.

Since everything has been said for this reason, naturally no one will raise any objection. Setting up altar, changing life style and seizing Qi and luck has become a certainty.

Next, these controllers of the Cang family were not idle. They really set up a lofty altar. However, it was not bo Miao who went to the altar to cast magic, but his master, an elder with a purple mark in Bo's family.

The Dharma altar is ten thousand feet high. In front of it, there is a deep pit thousands of feet wide and hundreds of feet deep. In the week of the deep pit, there are all kinds of incense tables and all kinds of ancient and mysterious runes, which look a little scary.

On the Square ahead, millions of people knelt down. Their mouths kept singing ancient sacrificial songs and kneeling and kowtowing from time to time. They looked very pious.

Directly in front of the crowd were the patriarchs who attended the meeting last time. They all touched their left chest with their right hand. They were also singing ancient sacrificial songs with a solemn look.

On the Dharma altar, the elder of the Bo family kept flicking the black flag in his hand, sometimes stamping his feet, sometimes chanting scriptures, sometimes trembling... In front of him, there was a one foot high puppet. It looked like an ancient style!

There is a rune on the chest of the puppet. On the rune, there are four big words "demon star ancient style"!

Suddenly, he suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "sacrifice!"

When the roar began, the more than 100 clan leaders below moved. They immediately flew into the air of the deep pit, and then took out a space magic weapon. The next second, I saw a dense crowd, poured out like beans from the inside of the magic instrument in their hands, and all entered the deep pit.

At the same time, millions of people kneeling below immediately increased the volume of singing sacrificial songs and kept kowtowing to the Dharma altar!

Countless people were poured into the deep pit like beans, screaming and crying. It's hard to tell each other... These sacrificed people are not dead, but all living people, and they are all boys and girls, a full five million pairs!

Most of these "sacrifices" are self-cultivation. While being poured out, they also tried to escape. However, how can they escape in front of these controllers?

From the deep pit, a dark millstone rose. During the rotation, the boys and girls were crushed one after another, and finally became a dark red plasma paste!

Tens of millions of boys and girls were crushed and filled with the whole pit. Many chanters on their knees secretly raised their heads at this time. When they saw the whole pool of plasma paste, they were all scared and their backs were cold!

Even among the more than 100 clan chiefs, many people were livid at this time. Such sacrifice is too cruel. Even if their hearts are like iron and stone, they will inevitably be moved.

At this time, the elder Bo on the Dharma altar waved the black flag in his hand again and roared into the sky: "the sacrifice is ready, please enjoy it!"

Boom!

As soon as the roar fell, I saw that the sky immediately covered the top with dark clouds. Then a tornado storm blew over and shrouded the blood pool in an instant.

A shocking scene appeared. The tornado storm rolled up all the plasma paste in that pool!

After the storm stopped, the whole pool was empty. There was no plasma paste, only the smell!

The elder Bo on the Dharma altar recited the ancient mantra crazily at this time. His eyes were wide open, staring at the dark clouds in the air that day, and suddenly burst into a drink: "change your life style and seize your luck!"

The roar was very loud, shaking the world and startling the universe.

At this moment, beaded sweat appeared on the forehead of the elder Bo, which was particularly difficult. At this moment, both the millions of chanters below and the masters of all ethnic groups participating in the ancient understanding looked up at the sky and looked very nervous.

As we all know, the critical moment has come, and success or failure depends on it.

When everyone was staring at the sky, suddenly a wisp of black light floated down from the cracked sky. After seeing the black light, the elder Bo on the Dharma altar showed ecstasy on the spot.

The next second, he brought down the wisp of black light and wrapped it around his fingertips. Then he suddenly pressed the middle of the puppet's eyebrows in front of him.

In an instant, everyone's heart was mentioned to his throat again. All of them stared round their eyes and stared at the one foot tall puppet.

What a little bit young man knows is what the UU light represents. It is the essence of the grief of millions of young boys and girls.

The intention of the Bo elder has been very clear. He wants to use these grievances to pollute the spirit of the ancient wind, so as to achieve the purpose of changing his life style.

Although the grievances were successfully scored, they were not at ease. On the top of the cloth puppet, there was a flow of rejection. No matter how the elder Bo had executed the seal, it seemed that it was difficult to retain the essence of the grievances in the doll's body.