It was so simple. A group of masters from Luofu Daze were killed in one breath. There was no suspense. When I saw a group of strong men, Jiao Cang's face was pale and no longer had a bloody look. He was sweating in a cold sweat, and a huge fear enveloped his heart.

What a powerful spirit sacrifice?!

Zhu Qiang, who was calm just now, was stunned. Just a moment ago, they were still contemptuous of Shicun and ignored him. As if no one was around, they wanted to deal with the scattered bones and allocate three young birds on their own. But now they were all terrified.

Shi Feijiao and other simple men, as well as the children, as well as the women and the elderly who came to hear the news, were also speechless and stared at all, unable to believe it!

This is so shocking. A willow branch cuts off the heaven and earth and kills all the heroes, making people tremble.

For decades, Liu Shen has never communicated with the villagers except for speaking when Yang Yu arrived, nor has he shown any combat power that is against the sky. But now it has caused such shocking results, which makes people feel unreal.

Jiao Cang had a kind of unwillingness and fear. He stood at the entrance of the village and said, "For the powerful sacrifice spirit, please forgive my ignorance and offense..."

As soon as the words started, the breeze blew, and the willow branches swung, bringing a mist of mist that hanged down. With a puff, the willow branches penetrated his right arm.

"ah……"

A scream came, and Jiao Cang struggled with all his strength but it was useless. Shen Xi in his body quickly lost. His arm was drying out, and then it was dry and cracked. With a "pop" sound, it broke like a rotten wood and fell down.

Jiao Cang laughed tragically, not only losing one arm, but also half-baked in his cultivation. He was shaking and his heart was extremely bitter. He was still high above just now, looking down at the villagers, killing and killing each other, all in a moment.

Unexpectedly, he was destroyed in just a moment and became a useless person.

Two other older boys from Luofu Daze came forward and supported Jiao Cang. The two geniuses were shaking hands and their hearts were trembling. Everything they saw just now was forever imprinted in their hearts and were indelible in this life.

Zhu Qiang was silent and felt a great fear in his heart. This spirit sacrifice was so terrible that it made people feel cold all over his bones.

The Golden Wolf Tribe, the Thunder Clan, and the Zishan Family were all in awe. They were still discussing how to deal with Shicun and wanted to seize the precious bones. The current scene made them feel furious.

Everyone regretted it to death. If they knew that this willow tree was so amazing, they would not come here to say a word even if they gave them treasures.

"Big brother, can you see if this misunderstanding be revealed? We will have a good reward in the future." The leader of the Golden Wolf Tribe spoke and looked at the strong men such as Shi Linhu.

Chih!

A green glow flashed by, the willow tree was moving, and the branch quickly fell down, piercing one of his shoulders, immediately causing half of his body to dry up, and one of his arms to crack and fall off. The body was half-wasteful, and the symptoms were exactly the same as Jiao Cang.

Then, Liuzhi moved quickly, like a magic spear, piercing through seven or eight strong men one after another. They either said they wanted to wash the stone village bloodily, or had threatened them, but now they have all taken away a large amount of life essence by the young branches.

"You guys go." Shi Linhu spoke.

A group of strong men trembled. Willow trees were too terrible and could not fight them at all. Unless they reported to the clan leader and came in person, the strong people would be killed here.

A group of people rushed out of the Shi Village. The leader of the Golden Wolf tribe, Jiao Cang from Luofu Daze, smiled bitterly, the uncle of the Zishan Marquis and the old servant of the Thunder Clan did not say a word, and this time they were completely defeated.

Only those from Yuntian Palace could still be calm because they had no losses. The old man led two beautiful little girls and narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

The two little girls blinked their big eyes and looked at Shicun. They wanted to speak very much, but they were stopped by him.

The sunset had long disappeared and it was getting dark. From a distance, a willow tree in Shicun emitted a hazy halo, covering the entire village.

"We have a population of tens of millions and a vast tribal territory. If it treats us like this, will it not be afraid of a disaster?" Some people were indignant from more than a mile away from Shicun.

"You must report to the clan leader and come out of the mountain in person, not to mention anything else, you can't miss the treasure bones and this spiritual sacrifice!" Someone was furious.

However, as soon as the words were finished, even though they were so far away, the sacrifice spirit still felt a sense. A bright green willow branch spread over more than a mile and drew over.

"Puff", "Puff"...

Anyone who was ruthless had his body cut off, as if he had been slashed by the sharpest magic knife in the sky, separating their upper and lower bodies from their slashing bodies, and blood gushing.

The leaders of all races were also traumatized. The old servant of the Thunder Clan and the uncle of the Zishan Marquis all threw away one of their palms, broke their wrists, and were warned.

Zhu Qiang's scalp was numb and he never dared to say a word again. He fled overnight and sacrificed his treasures, shining brightly, and rushed to the depths of the primitive forests along the ground.

"Little Buddian, we'll leave first and come to see you another day. There's that little genius. I hope to see you in the holy land in the future!"

Under the night, a snow feather is five or six meters long, emitting white light and is very holy.

There were several figures standing above, among which the pair of elves-like little sisters were waving their slender hands. They looked the same, had white skin and big big eyes, saying goodbye to Shicun.

The snow feathers are crystal clear, three feet above the ground, carrying a few people to go far in the mountains and forests. They are the last group of people to leave and the only group of safe and sound people.

“…”

Yang Yu didn't say anything, and didn't even look at the direction of the people in Yuntian Palace. At this time, he just looked at the direction where other tribes left indifferently, and a flash of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Goodbye to my sister. When you come back, don't forget to bring sweet animal milk, such as Xuelin Leopard's, Ice Field Elephant's..."

Little Buddian had a good relationship with the two little girls and told him loudly.

A burst of laughter suddenly came from the Shicun, and a group of children started to cheer and shouted: "I kept breastfeeding at the age of four, chasing Que Xiaohaohao."

After a big crisis, the people in Shicun were relaxed and all burst into laughter. Xiaobudian's eyes were clearly black and white, his little face was blushing, and he explained in a low voice:

"I just want to see what Xue Linbao looks like. I heard it's very special. Don't laugh, I really don't want to eat it."

"Ha ha……"

Shi Feijiao stepped forward, rubbed his hair, and then pinched his little face like a red apple, all of which were very interesting.

The stone village became quiet, and the villagers' expressions gradually became solemn and serious. They received various sacrifices. The whole village stood in front of the willow tree and sacrificed their sacrifices seriously.
Chapter completed!