A terrifying aura erupted from the altar, as strong as Wang Feng. After feeling this aura, his whole body could not stop trembling.

In the sky and the earth, there is a dark wind, and the sky is filled with black clouds. The huge black clouds turn into a huge whirlpool, as if driving the entire sky. It seems that even the sky and the earth are rotating!

But if someone is in the Dayan Mountains outside the Litian Tribe, they will find that the entire Dayan Mountains has a clear sky with no dark clouds at all. Even in the sky where the Litian Tribe is located, there are no dark clouds.

In the place of sacrifice, Wang Feng's heart trembled. Under the background of this astonishing vision, the ancient altar became majestic and majestic, like a tower to the sky, and the ancient tripod was filled with an astonishing aura.

"Festival!"

I don't know which elder made the voice, and the hoarse voice resounded throughout the entire sacrificial place. As this voice rang out, the five elders and the people from the Litian tribe present cut their palms open, and strands of blood flowed from them.

The flows flowed out from the palms and converged towards the ancient tripod!

The rich smell of blood filled the world. As the blood poured in, the ancient cauldron trembled even more, and a bright dark red light bloomed from the ancient cauldron.

This scene looks extremely shocking. From Wang Feng's perspective, it looks like the downy blood-drinking ancestors praying to the gods in ancient times. This is a strange and impactful picture.

"Creak!"

A harsh sound, like friction, suddenly resounded in this place of sacrifice, making Wang Feng feel his eardrums hurting. He used his power to protect himself, and at the same time activated the soul of destiny to ensure that he was clear and safe from this terrifying force.

The influence of the power of sacrifice.

After the sound sounded, Wang Feng discovered that the people of the Litian tribe were all trembling, their heads stuck to the ground, and they did not dare to raise their heads to take a look.

At the same time, bursts of ancient musical notes came from the mouths of the five elders. This was a unique sacrificial inscription of the Litian tribe. Even though Wang Feng tried his best to understand the meaning of this sacrificial inscription, he still could not understand it at all.
Chapter completed!