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0679, white shirt into the temple(2/2)

Not only that, all the creatures in the snowy ridges and forests within a radius of thousands of acres felt this powerful energy of unpredictable energy at this moment.

This is a force that is enough to make all living beings tremble and suffocate. All the spirit beasts in the primeval forest stop the noise and roar, and even the mountain wind and even the rivers all suddenly stopped at this moment.

It seems that everything in the world was shocked by this powerful force.

After half a day, the fluctuations finally stopped.

The gate of the Witch Temple is open.

Ye Qingyu in white shirt walked out of it.

It was still a silver-white luster like light smoke and clouds covering him. The figure in the fog, which suddenly turned into a silver light curtain. It did not shock the powerful barbarians around him as if they were shocked, but turned around and floated away and disappeared from this world.

The Temple of Light, which had been staying above the Obsidian Temple, suddenly disappeared.

The ripples in the void fade away.

It seems to have never appeared.

consternation.

sluggish.

Shocking.

fear.

All the barbarian generals and tribal leaders seemed to be trapped in strange space and time, with a hideous face, shocked and excited expression, standing there, motionless.

Just when all the barbarians are lost

Dongdong!!

Dongdong!

The sound of drums on the altar of sacrifice sounded again.

The loud noise that shook the mountains seemed to pull the souls of the barbarians back to their bodies at this moment, making them suddenly awake. Then all the shocked and suspicious eyes looked towards the altar.

On the altar.

A silver dragon-shaped flame erupted from the black witch fire flames.

The bones of various strange beasts around the altar made extremely strange sounds like the friction between teeth and bones.

Suddenly, two black fluorescent figures flew out from the Obsidian Temple and the Witch Temple.

The eyebrows and eyes were wide open, and the dark black totem appeared on his cheeks. His body was tall and slender, about five or six meters high. He was wearing a black gold-line totem robe in the wind and was the barbarian king [Golden Spot] of the white mountains and black waters. He was lean on the side, wearing a black robe with a gray and white long head hanging down. The old man holding an ancient beast-headed scepter stood majestic. His eyes overlooked the barbarian people under the altar. The high priest of the Witch God [Wu Que].

"I am revealing the gods of Baishui Heishan. From today on, the people of Baishui Heishan will be like the queen Yu Xiaoxing, the Snow Country. If they violate the decree of the gods, instigate civil strife, or resist the emperor's order, they will be exiled immediately, exiled to the Black Watershed, and accept the punishment of God." The high priest's voice was like a bell, causing chaos in the sky and trembling.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

"How could it be..."

"Put down and surrender to the human race?"

"Why... how can the barbarians bow their heads like cowardly humans!"

A sudden outbreak of doubts and protests among the barbarian masses.

"quiet!"

The Barbarian King's voice was not loud, but the invisible deterrence was enough to make all the sounds stop instantly.

He looked at the anxious and even angry barbarians, sighed softly, and then his momentum became more solemn and majestic, saying: "I swear by the ancestors of the barbarians. Today, I am not afraid of human forces, nor to endure humiliation, but to really preserve the bloodline of the Baishan Black Water Barbarians and strengthen my barbarians."

The decree of the gods and the ancestors swear in the name of the ancestors.

These two sacred orders that were most convincing and powerless to disobey were issued from the kings and gods who were most respected by them.

All the barbarians finally knelt down one after another.

At this moment, they obeyed the instinctive reactions of their spirit and will, and even more obeyed the guidance of the ancestors of the gods.

No one questioned or argued anymore, and all the people crawled under the altar of sacrifice and bowed devoutly.

In silence, an unprecedented change was like a surging surging toward this wild and fierce race.

This is the update today, and it will be updated tomorrow.
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