On the Xuelan tribe's altar, an ancestral spirit totem pole that seemed to be coated with the thickest blood stood tall in the center of the altar. However, this was not the reason why Jiang Cheng and Zhou Su were so shocked. The reason why they were so shocked was the Xuelan tribesmen who were busy on the altar wearing blood-colored sacrificial robes. There were not many people wearing bloody sacrificial robes, about eighteen of them. These people carry thick-backed chopping knives of the same standard and keep going back and forth between the altar and the ground. Under the altar, a group of tied up men, women, and children were kneeling in darkness. The Xuelan tribesmen wearing blood-colored sacrificial robes rushed into the group of prisoners like wolves and tigers. They picked up one of them and rushed in like lightning. Go to the altar. With the sword in hand, he decapitated a prisoner very cleanly, and the huge head rolled randomly around the ancestral spirit totem pole. But the other half of the corpses of the prisoners sprayed with blood arrows were held in the hands of the blood-clothed sacrifices, causing the blood in the neck cavities of the prisoners' corpses to spray towards the totem pole of the Xuelan tribe's ancestral spirits in the center of the sacrifices. It is strange to say that when the blood of those prisoners sprayed onto the ancestral spirit totem pole of the Xuelan tribe, the blood on the ancestral spirit totem pole flashed, and the massive amount of blood disappeared out of thin air. Not only that, when the blood spurting force in the neck cavities of those corpses becomes less and less, the bloody spiritual power will rise around those blood-clothed sacrifices, causing the blood in those corpses to spurt out like fountains again. Until there was no trace of blood left in the corpses, the blood-clothed priests would casually throw the corpses under the altar, and rush into the group of prisoners again in the blink of an eye. Regardless of the earth-shattering screams of those prisoners, he would pick one up at will and repeat the previous procedure. It was this cruel and strange scene that even Jiang Chengdu was stunned. Zhou Su almost screamed in fright. After the shock, Jiang Cheng's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He now somewhat understands what Old Linggong Lehai said - one cannot understand the brutality and brutality of this tribe without actually meeting the people of the Xuelan tribe. According to Jiang Cheng¡¯s knowledge, most tribes¡¯ sacrifices to their ancestral spirits are melons, fruits, livestock, or wild beasts and monsters in the mountains and forests. This is the first time Jiang Cheng has seen this kind of tribe that sacrifices human beings. Jiang Cheng did a rough count and found that there were about a thousand people kneeling there under the supervision of the Xuelan tribe. In other words, there were about a thousand people. Every sacrifice. They are going to kill nearly a thousand living people. "Have they always been like this?" Jiang Cheng asked, staring at the busy figures of the blood-robed priests. "Every time a so-called evil spirit is awakened, nearly a thousand lives are lost?" Surprisingly, Le Hai shook his head. "Awakening evil spirits consumes nearly a thousand lives, far more than that. To awaken the little evil spirits of their Xuelan tribe, they will hold such sacrificial rituals for five days in a row, and each time, thousands of people's heads will be chopped off. In other words "In one sacrifice, they have to sacrifice at least five thousand people's lives." "Five thousand people?" Jiang Cheng looked horrified. "This is still a small one. Last time, in order to deal with the Zhenglan Army, they awakened a big evil spirit. The sacrificial ceremony was held for six consecutive days, and at least 6,000 people's heads were sacrificed every day. Six days, that is, three Sixteen thousand people, even some people on the fringes of our Qinglan tribe were captured and used as sacrifices because they did not evacuate in time. "" Thirty-six thousand people were killed to awaken the evil spirits? "Since then? Zhou Su, who woke up from the cruel scene, turned a little pale. "It's far more than that." Letu's eyes showed unconcealable hatred, "The Xuelan tribe not only awakens the evil spirits of their tribe, but also kills human beings for sacrifice. Even their tribe's normal annual totem pole sacrifices to ancestors "Everyone must be killed to sacrifice." Jiang Cheng's current mood can no longer be described in words. If Zhou Su and Letu were shocked and frightened by this method of human sacrifice, then Jiang Cheng had an almost intolerable attitude. As a noble of the Biyuan Kingdom, Zhou Su regarded the lives of the common people and slaves at the bottom as nothing. This scene only made them feel shocked and cruel. But for Jiang Cheng, who comes from modern times and has always accepted the education of equality and respect for life, it is an unspeakable anger. Angry is angry, but Jiang Cheng still has some sense after all. "How to destroy their sacrificial ceremony? First rescue these dying people in front of you?" Jiang Cheng asked in a cold voice. He didn't know how terrifying the evil spirit that could seal the victory in Old Linggong Lehaikou was. The only thing Jiang Cheng could do now was to try to destroy this ceremony and first help the Qinglan tribe in this war for the ancestral land. ???Survive, let's talk about other things. Facing Jiang Cheng's inquiry, Letu shook his head firmly, "As long as these people are caught around the altar, once their sacrifice begins, they can only become sacrifices. We can't save them!" "Why?" Jiang Cheng's eyes were still staring at the busy Yinlan blood-robed priests. The struggles of the prisoners before death and the blood-clothed priests killing them without any emotion, as if they were chopping up melons and vegetables, made Jiang Cheng feel inexplicably angry. "Around the ancestral spirit totem altar of the Xuelan tribe, once their sacrificial ceremony begins, except for their blood-clothed sacrifices and the existence of the soul-opening realm, any other soul warriors below the soul-opening realm will approach their ancestral spirits of the Xuelan tribe. If you are within 100 meters of the totem pole, you will feel dizzy and be attacked by the blood evil atmosphere there. "You mean, if we rush into the 100 meters of their altar, we will die?" Jiang Cheng frowned. . "That's right, especially when there is a blood sacrifice." Letu said. Hearing this, Jiang Cheng became a little silent. Watching such a similar person being killed like a bull's head was really an indescribable pain. "Therefore, the only way we can destroy their blood sacrifice ritual to awaken the little evil spirits is to leave them without sacrifices and rescue the remaining captives," Letu said. "How to do it?" Jiang Cheng asked. ¡°Find out where they keep the prisoners, kill the guards at night, rescue the prisoners, and leave them with no sacrifices,¡± Letu said. "Then they won't arrest him again?" Jiang Cheng asked. Le Tu laughed miserably after hearing this, "Nearly all the other tribes within a few hundred miles of the surrounding area have been killed by the Xuelan tribe in the past few years. Even if they were not killed, they would have moved far away early. The only ones left are a few larger tribes with some strength. However, before we set off, Grandpa had already sent several groups of messengers to warn those tribes about the horrors of the Xuelan tribe. , I believe that those tribes have now begun their overnight migration, unless they want to be sacrificed for the blood sacrifice of the Xuelan tribe. ""Okay, I will do as you say""In the quiet night of the mountain forest. , it was dark and silent, and the desperate cries, screams, and begging for life of the prisoners coming from the distance were mixed with the wet mountain wind, making it particularly penetrating. The crackling pine grease fire loomed in the mountain forest depression, making the dark mountain forest become more and more shadowy, making it difficult to see clearly. "Jiang Danzun, is it almost time?" Le Tu, who was hiding in the same tree as Jiang Cheng, was a little anxious. Seeing that it was almost dawn, Jiang Cheng had no intention of taking action yet. It took the warriors of the Qinglan tribe nearly an hour to quietly find the place where the Xuelan tribe kept the prisoners in a forest depression. " However, it was almost dawn now, and Jiang Cheng had not yet given permission to take action. Let alone Le Tu, even Zhou Su was a little anxious. "Wait a minute, such an important place, where the Blood Sacrifice sacrifices are kept, is the key to the life and death of the entire Blood Lan Tribe. Now we can find only a hundred guards. Don't you think it's strange? ? "Moreover, we didn't find a hidden sentry outside the place where their blood sacrifices were kept. Do you think it's normal?" It is precisely because of these two doubts that Jiang Chengcai has delayed taking action until now. Jiang Cheng always has an uneasy feeling. "It's a little abnormal, but" Letu looked embarrassed, "But there's not much time left for us. We have no choice. One day later, the Blood Lan Department will be fully prepared. One day" "According to previous intelligence, the Blood Lan Division already knew that your Qing Lan Division knew about their four-camp operation to capture prisoners, so it is very likely that you will infer that you will take measures against their blood sacrifices. Action, then it is normal to set up a trap here. ¡°I think there is a conspiracy. They are 100% conspiracy.¡± When encountering such a big event, Zhou Su¡¯s childish attitude disappeared instantly and was replaced. The one who rose up was the young prince of the Duke's Mansion who was shrewd, capable and decisive. "If there is a conspiracy, you have to take advantage of it!" Letu looked at Jiang Cheng with firm eyes. "Wait for another quarter of an hour, when the sky is clear, then launch a sneak attack." Jiang Cheng said after looking at the forest depression where even with their eyesight, they could not see anything. Before Letu could object, Jiang Cheng said again: "When the sky is bright, it should be the time when these guards who have been guarding all night are most relaxed." A quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye. As Jiang Cheng nodded, Letu waved his hand, and nearly a hundred warriors from the Qinglan tribe began to attack from all directions.He immediately acted like an agile cheetah and charged towards the mountain forest depression. The sound of arrows tearing through the air sounded. It was the warriors of the Qinglan tribe who were skilled in archery, shooting the Xuelan guards who were faintly visible in the firelight on the opposite side. The precise archery skills they had learned in the mountains and forests allowed them to shoot sharp arrows as fast as thunder into the figures behind the fire. But the strange thing is that the sound of the arrow hitting the flesh and the scream of the Xuelan guards were not heard at the right time. When Jiang Cheng and Letu's expressions changed, the Qinglan tribe warriors who were charging towards the fire did not engage in battle, but the heart-rending hisses could be heard. ps: I am out of town and just arrived at the hotel and found the wireless network. Please forgive me!