"What are you talking about?" Connor yelled loudly, "We grew up together. Don't I know what your name is? Everyone in the tribe is given by the high priest. With the favor of the gods in the dark, if you change it without authorization, you will be in trouble!"

Chen Hao responded silently, his feet moved lightly, and the knife with clear light drew a beautiful arc in the air, cutting the throat of a rushing wind beast, sprinkling thick plums.[]

Wailing everywhere, the land near the few people had turned reddish-brown, and their blood was soaring to the sky, attracting groups of vultures, but was shocked by the power emitted by him, and he didn't dare to fall. He just circled in the air and screamed in a strange way.

After a long time, Chen Hao stopped and stood up, and the last storm of the wind beast staged a shrill song in the air and ended in a sad way.

He looked at the shocked and inexplicable faces of several people, and then he felt that his face and hands were wet. It seemed that he had been covered with blood and had a shape like a ghost, which scared everyone very much.

He shook his head and smiled bitterly. Although he had awakened his origin, his physical strength had only recovered less than half. Otherwise, he would not have let blood stains on his body if he killed a few wild beasts with rapid speed.

He looked at the grass skirt surrounded by him. Even if he wanted to find something to wipe it, he had no choice but to sigh and shouted at the people who were still standing there, "Let's go! Didn't you say you still need sacrifices? If you miss the time, you won't be afraid of punishment?"

Although he made a bold statement, only half of his true energy was restored was not enough for him to break the illusion and return to the Heart Refining Cave. He remembered the pictures in the bronze hall that he had seen before, and suddenly had an enlightenment. Perhaps only after seeing the mysterious black altar can he know the truth of all this.

He lowered his eyes slightly, walked slowly to the wooden frame where the girl was bound, and grabbed the wooden stick with one hand, leaving several deep finger marks with a sizzling sound, which shocked the girl. He bent down and leaned over to the girl's ear, and said softly: "Thank you for waking me up. I owe you a favor and will try my best to rescue you, but before that, you still have to serve as a sacrifice first."

"What!" the girl exclaimed.

"Bang" a piece of wood was grabbed by him, and debris splashed.

Chen Hao widened his eyes and said viciously: "If you want to survive, don't speak out!"

He looked at the three young men who had approached and nodded slightly. Regardless of the awe of their eyes for him, he just waved his hands and grabbed a corner of the wooden frame, and walked forward without saying a word.

The young men looked at each other and looked at the sky, but did not dare to neglect any more. They also rushed forward. Originally, after a fierce battle, several people were more or less stained with blood. Walking in the wilderness would cause the madness of countless beasts, but Chen Hao showed a trace of power, just like a god coming to the mortal land, which shocked the beasts to not dare to move.

"This is the pressure contained in your bloodline. You, a blasphemer, can actually use it!" The girl exclaimed, with a hint of painful despair in her eyes. She murmured to herself, "Has God the Father blinded her eyes? Even a blasphemer can receive power, but why did she refuse to protect our tribe from being destroyed?"

Two tears fell from the corners of her eyes, mixed on top of the blood stains, making a face look like a mottled oil painting, her eyes were hazy and her heart was as if it was dead.

"What pressure?" Chen Hao's heart was shocked. He just urged the true energy to boil to alert the surroundings and released the Buddha nature contained in it. He didn't know what happened to the Dharma, but the girl told him in one sentence.

Since a heart lotus formed in the dantian, his blood has a faint golden color. He has never paid attention to it. He only thought it was a natural scene that had been produced at a certain stage of practice. But at this time he woke up like a dream. Perhaps there were still huge secrets in these golden bloods that he had not revealed.

He carefully traced back through the long river of memory and read one article after another. The Vajra Buddha of Eternal Residence left a lot of things in his consciousness, so much that although he tried his best to digest it, he still had too many skills and methods to read it. He quickly browsed it at this moment, hoping to clarify this matter before reaching the altar.

After most of his mind was divided, the remaining trace of response to changes. Unconsciously, he was already walking very fast under his feet, panting with exhaustion. Although he was sweating like rain, he thought about the other party's previous thunderous means, and everyone was tactful and did not make any noise.

Even Rodman carried the witchcraft given by the wizard, and thought he was not a match for Chen Hao. He just decided in his heart that when he arrived at the altar, he would immediately ask all the wizards to capture him to see if he was bent over by some evil demon, otherwise where would he have such great strength and courage?

Crossing a continuous low hill, Connor suddenly exclaimed and looked at each other two teenagers, with a long-lost smile on his face, and said softly: "The altar has arrived, right in front of you, and it only takes a moment to get there."

"I'm so exhausted." Chilra gasped, reached out to wipe the fine sweat beads that oozed out of her forehead, and suddenly asked strangely: "Just just now, that boy Kuber was as fast as if he was reincarnated. Why did he stop at this time?"

"What Cooper, he said he was not." Rodman glanced at Chen Hao, and suddenly lowered his voice: "You also tell me, why did he become like this all of a sudden? I guess he must have been possessed by some evil charm. His soul was confined in a corner of his body, and he couldn't help himself at this moment."

The boys nodded after hearing this, Conner curled his lips, "No? Usually there is some danger, but this kid shrank like an ostrich. How could he have the previous divine power and skills? So many wind beasts, even if the wizards encounter it, it will take a lot of time. It's like he easily killing them all, covered in blood, like a demon crawling out of the abyss hell."

"Are you talking about me?" A voice suddenly came faintly. Connor was shocked to throw away the wooden frame and stood there anxiously. What should he do?

"No one can reveal people's shortcomings under your nose." Chen Hao smiled lightly, but surprisingly did not make things difficult for the teenagers. Instead, he looked at the huge black altar in front of him, and sighed, "Don't worry, I won't kill you just because of these few words. Take me to the altar just by taking me to the altar. After arriving at the location, remember to avoid it from far away. There will be unexpected shocking disasters that you will encounter here."

"You...you are going to be unfavorable to Lord Wizard?"

Chen Hao was silent, his eyes were deep like a quiet pool, penetrated the space and came to the altar. A man in black robe sitting upright suddenly opened his eyes and shouted angryly.

"Who is spying on the secret and disturbing the gods in this department!"

The sound was like thunder, and ancient demons emerged from the void, chasing straight ahead.

Chen Hao shouted lightly, his clothes danced with the wind, and the corresponding acupoints all over his body suddenly emitted a little bit of bright golden light, just like countless small suns. The ancient demons hit the golden lights, wailing and disappearing, making a violent banging sound, causing the entire space to tremble.

"I can't spy, but I'll startle the snake." Chen Hao pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a hint of helplessness. He waved his arms lightly, and suddenly a hazy faint smoke sprinkled out, like a veil covering his side.

He smiled slightly and said, "Fortunately, I still have a way to remedy it. If the existence of that sound makes, we will never find any traces."

The perfect fire used by the Fantasy Heaven's Technique now resonates with the entire illusion and can have the effect of partially changing the laws of the environment, just like throwing a small crystal in the vast desert. If you want to find it again, it will be very difficult.

Not long after doing all this, a sharp and stern consciousness suddenly swept past here. The terrifying evil aura on the back made people feel cold, just like the gloomy and cold breath released from it.

"That's the high priest!" Rodman tightly held the pitch-black wooden stick and looked at Chen Hao's eyes full of fear. He shouted sternly: "You are really not Cooper! Even if you are possessed by an evil spirit, you will not gain such great power!"

"The power hidden in the blood has been truly awakened!" The girl tied to the wooden frame suddenly interrupted, "But his mind has fallen into a demon. Once the time comes, he will start killing. Blood stains the loess, and the corpses will accumulate into mountains. This is the initial step towards becoming an evil god!"

The girl's face was pale, and the blood-colored talisman marks on her forehead emitted red lights. Her eyes were empty and her voice was faint, as if she was not talking to herself.

With a "bang", several thick ropes tied to her body suddenly broke. The girl landed gently, and blood had already oozed out of her mouth and nose. She suddenly raised her strength and shouted, "Go away from him quickly. With your strength, you are not the opponent of this new evil god at all. Although I don't know what method he used to hide his breath, I will find him and kill all kinds of evil when it sprouts."

Rodman focused heavily, stared at the blood mark on the girl's forehead, and suddenly asked, "You are very familiar with the breath. Who is it? Is it the high priest?"

"What, isn't she the saint of the Evil God Tribe?" Connor exclaimed, his face full of incredible surprise.
Chapter completed!