There is no trace of cloud in the sky.

The dry air can easily consume the last trace of water vapor drawn from the yang water.

The old Yangshui Priest stood under a turquoise tree and looked at the woman on the stone pillar with both expectation and grief.

All those who become descendants of the God of Yangshui in this way, regardless of gender, will not have children who truly belong to them.

The woman hanging on the stone pillar was the adopted daughter of the old priest.

The child in her belly... comes from an accident.

Regardless of whether the child in her belly has the luck to become the descendant of the God of Yangshui, the woman who carries the mother will definitely die.

When the child of the God of Yangshui appears in her belly, the last trace of life that belongs to her will also be backflowed and feed the child.

Boom!

The dry sky suddenly thundered.

The old priest showed joy on his face.

It's going to rain!

This is almost impossible in the polar regions of southern Xinjiang... Only the descendants of the god of Yangshui are born are exceptional.

At this moment, a sudden attack, the shattered wooden spear passed through half of the deep forest and shot towards the woman on the stone pillar.

The old priest roared angrily, and the seemingly calm sun water stirred up a huge wave.

The ferocious wild beasts in the river jumped up one after another and took the initiative to greet the sharp wooden spears with their bodies.

The one who controls these wild beasts is the old priest.

These wild beasts are not descendants of the God of Yangshui. They only swim here to live because of the existence of Yangshui.

In exchange, they will obey the instructions of the old priests.

But the old priest obviously had some difficulty in protecting himself at this time.

The shadow under his feet suddenly elongated.

Then it seemed that something was being controlled.

The movements of the wild beasts in the Yangshui became dull and stiff.

The free-moving wild beasts will always lack some rules without artificial control.

Although these wild beasts have wisdom that is not inferior to humans, they will never think like humans.

Boom!

The world exploded again.

The old priest tried hard to break free from control, and he looked at the sky, waiting for the raindrops to fall.

As soon as it rains, this area will become his home court.

He will combine with the vast Yangshui into one, completely manifest the Yangshui divine body, and exert his extraordinary power.

Several soldiers from the surrounding tribes also rushed out.

For them, sacrifices to the god of Yangshui are also extremely important.

Without Yangshui, the entire southern polar region will be completely transformed into a country of flames.

Even descendants of the Vulcan god cannot survive in such an environment.

They are descendants of the God of Vulcan, not the Fire Elves.

Although there is not much demand for water, it is not unnecessary.

A large number of wooden spears flew overwhelmed.

Several warriors manifested their huge divine bodies and then blocked the stone pillars of the sacrifice.

Use your flesh and blood to resist the attack.

It hurts, and it hurts heart-wrenching!

The wooden spear contains strong toxins, and even warriors who have cultivated into divine bodies will be difficult to resist.

But for these warriors of the Vulcan descendants, the most important thing is the woman who serves as sacrifices and the children in her belly.

At this moment, they suddenly realized that all the wooden spears were just tricks.

The real killer move is a transparent ice sword hidden in the large number of wooden spears.

At this time, the ice sword had already pointed at the woman's belly.

Before he could think too much, a warrior activated his magic technique, turned into a ball of divine fire, flew to the woman, and then blocked the ice sword with his body.

Under the ice sword, the warrior who could transform into divine fire was instantly destroyed and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The clouds that had finally accumulated in the sky were broken.

A figure strangely divided into hundreds of clones, and these numerous clones pointed to the only position at the same time.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Bamboo arrows in the sky flew out from the forest like locusts.

It accurately covers all clones.

It was a large group of people from the surrounding tribes who arrived.

They didn't care about this sacrifice on the surface, but in fact they always arranged for people to keep a close eye on it.

The old priest subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief when he saw reinforcements arrive.

The next moment I just feel that the sky and the earth are falling.

It seemed as if something had grabbed the internal organs in his body.

Then the force shook, and the old priest's five internal organs were broken and he no longer felt any more.

The clouds in the sky completely dissipated.

The vast river of sun water is rapidly becoming shallower and drying under the baking of the dry air around it.

Without the "coordinates" of the positioning of the old priest, the power of the Yang Water God in the human world, the body manifested and will completely disappear.

The sneak attacker obviously had plans.

Destroying sacrifices is just their superficial action.

The real action is to assassinate the old priest and directly cut off the bloodline of the god of Yangshui.

At this time, the only hope of all the polar tribes in southern Xinjiang is the unborn child.

Perhaps this child can attract a rain.

As long as there is a rain... the bloodline of the God of Yangshui will not be cut off.

The vast yang water will continue to exist in this extremely hot and extremely hot place.

At this moment, the woman's body suddenly caught fire.

The violent flames lit her body into a big torch.

"Who is it?"

"Incarnate into an invisible fire... This is not someone else, it is your own!"

"Who did it? Why do we want everyone to die together?" In the forest, there was a giant nine-meter-high man with red body, tiger head and lion tail, and fiercely walked out.

Wherever he passed, magma surged from the earth, and even those trees that were already born in the heat could not stand this heat, but burned wildly and rapidly.

No one answered the giant's question.

All the descendants of the Vulcan god were immersed in grief at this time.

Without Yangshui, they will have no way to live.

Perhaps the only way to get out of the polar region is to use the blood and life of the tribe to exchange for possible glimmer of hope.

At this moment, another explosion occurred in the sky.

Boom!

rain!

A heavy rain suddenly came!

The heavy rain put out some heat.

The scorching fire evaporated the rain, covering the surroundings with layers of thick fog.

And in the corpse of the woman burning into charcoal.

With a small hand, he firmly chiseled open the belly of his mother's body, and then walked out of his stomach.

He walked to the dry Yangshui River bed, and every step he took, a spring burst out.

After he walked seven steps, the originally dry yang water actually reappeared.

"Protect him! Don't let any outsiders get close to you."

"No...wait! I personally protect him, no one is allowed to come, otherwise I will burn him to death." The nine-meter-tall giant walked to the child. Although his body was on fire and stood in the yang water, the water and fire collided, creating an extremely strong energy conflict, he did not stop.

When he walked to the child, his height actually dropped by half a meter.

Look at the child carefully.
Chapter completed!