On the evening of the next day, pieces of sharp stones were piled up around the corpse tribe's altar to form "four hills". The last member of the corpse tribe was going to perform a stone ceremony. This was a big deal in the barbaric realm, whether it was the executioner or the spectators.
The people have long since surrounded this place with water.
No matter how reluctant Hun Xiaotian was, Feng Ning'er was still pushed to the altar. Looking at the mountains of stones, Hun Xiaotian no longer had any hope. What was even more hateful was that the instigator, Zhao Jiuduan, was right next to him.
Looking at him, that smile was not a smile, which had already aroused Hun Xiaotian's boundless anger. He was not the one who started the trouble. Who among the nine tribes now has the heart to worry about this matter?
Hun Ming and Chu Xiong stood at a high place, looking at the busy crowd with serious expressions. Hun Xiaotian below noticed their presence and glared at them fiercely.
"Old man, you are really hard-hearted. That girl will definitely die today."
"That's not necessarily the case!"
"Hmph! Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. How can it be so simple to enter a corpse after death? That girl doesn't even know what the secret method of the zombie clan looks like."
"Don't forget that there is a bloodline inheritance. With such a powerful external stimulus, the baby might be able to awaken the bloodline."
"I think you are really confused. Awakening of bloodline happens after death. The reason why the corpse clan has this stone ceremony is because they don't want to leave out the awakening. Facts have proved that this method is wrong. If you die, you will die. No one will survive.
What's more, even if it goes as you wish, this doll is a miracle and its power is greatly enhanced after entering the corpse, but it is still a walking dead. Do you think Tian'er can accept it?"
"perhaps……"
"Don't think that I don't know the crooked intestines in your heart. Do you want those young people from the Central Plains in the dark to see our barbarian warriors' bullshit integrity that can be killed and not insulted? Bah!"
Hun Ming narrowed his eyes, paused and said, "Even if they find here, how far away can the Four Mountains of the Central Plains be? I don't want them to kill us and then step on our bodies and call us beasts."
"Go away, motherfucker. I can't stand your tone of voice. I haven't even been to the Central Plains a few times. Why are you tainted with the nerdy spirit that has been declining for eight hundred years? People are already dead. What kind of bullshit integrity do you need!"
"Also, anyone from the Nine Clans can die, except..."
"Say less and no one will think you are mute."
Hun Ming interrupted him sharply, and Chu Xiong didn't mention it again.
"Zhao Jiuduan doesn't care about this little girl. If anything happens to Tian'er, I will skin you, old man."
The sun was already setting as they spoke, and everyone's eyes were focused on the small stone platform. The pitch-black altar was no bigger than a square inch, and it had judged the lives and deaths of countless people over the past thousands of years. The girl lay quietly on it,
She had closed her eyes, and like Hun Xiaotian, no one thought she could survive.
The Black Attendant surrounded the stone platform and spoke loudly below: "My fellow tribesmen, I am the witch in charge of etiquette. I will still preside over this etiquette today. Before we begin, I would like to remind you of the etiquette system."
He waited for a while, and when no one spoke, he continued: "The time for saluting is a stick of incense. No matter whether you are dead or alive, you have to wait until the incense is burned before you can stop. The person who is saluting cannot use any martial arts. He can only use his own strength. You can throw it away."
No, but if the stone stays on the altar, it will be considered that you are not strong enough and not worthy of saluting, and I will ask you to withdraw, do you understand?"
"Understood!"
The twenty or so people who had been prepared below all responded in unison, and then they all looked at Hun Xiaotian. The words "not qualified" by the black waiter invisibly ignited their long-suppressed anger. If it weren't for this
Useless Hun Zun, why did they end up with their families broken up and their families dead? And now all this is attributed to Hun Xiaotian, so what about the dead? Aren’t enough people from the seven clans died? Who called her Hun Xiaotian?
sister.
The black servant nodded with satisfaction and turned to look at Feng Ning'er lying at his feet.
"There are no other members of the Corpse Clan, so you should have no objection to other members of the clan doing the ceremony instead!"
"No." The girl replied quietly.
"Very good. I also want to remind you that during the salute, you cannot resist or use external objects to block it. If there is a secret method of external release, it can be used, but the body cannot move. Do you understand?"
"I understand." Feng Ning'er replied crisply.
Hun Xiaotian gritted her teeth, not to mention she hadn't practiced any skills! Even if she had, how could she use them if her body couldn't move?
"Hey! Hun Xiaotian, don't underestimate her. What if she has something to hide and doesn't tell you? The corpse tribe is a very powerful existence. Otherwise, how could she lie down on it so stupidly?" Zhao Jiuduanfeng
Qingyun said calmly.
"shut up!"
Seeing that his canthus was about to burst, Zhao Jiuduan closed his eyes and shook his head to taste it a few times, then opened his eyes and said in an increasingly serious tone: "Yes, yes, that's it. It would be better if you can be a little more angry."
"you……"
A black incense stick was lit, and as soon as the black waiter finished his voice, more than a dozen stones were thrown at Feng Ning'er on the stage. In just a moment, the girl on the stage was torn to pieces, and her blood flowed profusely, followed by the continuous sound of abuse.
"The trash from the Soul Clan killed my father, so you should die too."
"Follow Hun Xiaotian and you are a member of the Hun clan. If I can't kill him, I can kill you. Go and die! You can go down and be a ghost wife for my brother."
"You are a zombie, we are just helping you, go to hell!"
The curses continued, and the group of saluters threw more vigorously. Although many stones missed, none of them stopped on the altar.
The girl on the stone platform started to moan in pain, but gradually there was no movement. Hun Xiaotian's tight body slowly softened, his eyes began to blur, and he gradually couldn't hear their curses, and those who threw them one by one
The figure of the stone became a nightmare in his heart. Unknowingly, two black lines climbed up his eyes, and a mysterious aura spread out from the sea of souls. Zhao Jiuduan saw that something was wrong and grabbed his wrist.
Pulse gate.
"Boy, if you want to be violent, have you asked me?"
Hun Xiaotian had no chance to warn him. The unique aura of the Hun clan was getting stronger and stronger. At this moment, Feng Ning'er's weak voice came from the stone platform: "Xiaotian...brother, you forgot...promise...
Is it my business?"
Hun Xiaotian couldn't control his emotions. He was instantly filled with tears and collapsed on the ground. But in that moment, he found that something was wrong with the black incense. It was burning too slowly! He jumped up and glared at Zhao Jiuduan,
He gritted his teeth and said, "You dare to do something strange?"
"Hey! What the hell, it's just a rainy day and a little too humid."
"you……"
Hun Xiaotian pinched his five fingers hard and held his palm behind his back. A black line climbed up his arm. Zhao Jiuduan was not to be outdone and started to pump up his blood. A red line appeared from his arm and was intertwined with the black line in an instant.
Two forces, black and red, started fighting in the palms of their hands.
The power of the red thread was obviously stronger, and it took a while to gain the upper hand. Hun Xiaotian pushed him away, flicked his index finger, and a faint black air shot into the sandalwood. As soon as the soul power entered, the tepid bean
The fire jumped up instantly and burned more than twice as much as before.
"Strip the soul out of the body, turn the soul into fire. Boy, do you dare to interfere with Shi Li?"
"If you want to interfere, you are the first to start. If you want to be punished, let's do it together!"
"Boy, I underestimated you before, but even if it burns faster, do you think you can save her? Don't be naive."
Sure enough, a sharp stone confirmed Zhao Jiuduan's words. The girl only shook a few times after being hit on the forehead. She had obviously passed out and her whole body was covered in blood.
"Ning'er, Ning'er."
Hun Xiaotian shouted several times and wanted to rush forward, but was held back by Zhao Jiuduan.
There were three handsomely dressed young men on the distant mountain peaks who also looked at all this coldly. One of them smacked his lips and said: "Barbaric, too barbaric. I am sitting on a sickle with my buttocks open now. This is
There is actually such a criminal law in the world."
"The world is full of wonders, and there are many that you have never seen."
"Lin Xiaozhuo, please don't talk to me in this tone. Only the stupid people like Manyu can think of this kind of thing. I have never been here, how can I know."
The young man named Lin Xiaozhuo who was holding the sword said coldly: "I also warn you, don't think that you will be unscrupulous with your cousin protecting you."
"Okay, stop saying a few words, we have been targeted by those two old guys."
Qi Nanying disagreed and said calmly: "The current Barbarian Territory is no longer the era of the Soul Emperor. At most, it is just a centipede insect that is dead but not stiff. What is there to be afraid of?"
Lin Xiaozhuo also did not take his words seriously: "If you don't say anything else, don't think about it. How many of the genius disciples from the Four Mountains and Eighteen Sects can resist this kind of rule?"
Wei Ting thought for a moment and said: "It is true that at the age of fourteen or fifteen, it is impossible to cultivate to the point where the true energy is released, and to draw spiritual power requires manual drawing of techniques, so few people can resist it."
"As for the Barbarian Corpse Clan, everyone has to accept this stone gift, and it has not stopped for thousands of years, which proves that many people have resisted. How did they do it?"
Qi Nanying and Wei Ting both shook their heads after thinking for a moment. It seems that this corpse tribe still has some skills.
Sandalwood finally bottomed out under Hun Xiaotian's torment. Zhao Jiuduan finally let go of him in the flash of lingering fire. Hun Xiaotian couldn't control the force of his forward thrust and fell to the ground. After struggling a few times, he struggled to crawl towards the altar.
, hoping for a miracle to happen, the girl on the stage has lost any vitality.
Zhao Jiuduan clapped his palms a few times, looked at Feng Ning'er's snow-white neck, and sighed: "These idiots don't have any idea how to kill people. They don't throw them where they should, and they throw them where they shouldn't. In this case! Let's let it go.
Let me take you on your last journey!"
He stamped his foot, and a palm-sized stone jumped into his hand. The moment before the spark went out, he threw it hard at Feng Ning'er's neck. The stone spun in the air, and its sharp sections cut like a knife.
her neck.
"Zhao Jiuduan, how dare you!"
But he was still a step too late to react, and the stone flashed past his head and disappeared.
"don't want……"
Hun Xiaotian let out a silent cry and rushed forward with all his strength.
Just before Feng Ning'er's head was separated, there was a loud sound, and a white light appeared in his body, cutting the stone into two pieces. This chapter has been completed!
