Chapter 839

Liu Zhengyang did not act rashly, but observed carefully.

These survivors have no eyes, or perhaps because they live in the grottoes all year round, their eyes have degenerated.

The position where I should have eyes was replaced by strange runes.

At the position of their forehead, there is a comb stripe, low in the middle and raised on both sides, which inevitably makes Liu Zhengyang wonder whether this is their eyes?

There is also a strange place, that is, these people are clearly with mouths and talking, but there is no sound.

This is also one of the places that made the whole ancient sacrifice so strange.

"This... What race is this!"

Asked the Limmer River in a low voice.

Liu Zhengyang didn't answer. Maybe he asked subconsciously, but the question was how did he know what race it was!

Liu Zhengyang's eyes fell on the figure crawling in front of the altar.

This man obviously has a high status. After all, he has more decorations.

At this time, he was facing Liu Zhengyang with his back, and I didn't know if it was a certain time. The dancing people stopped, but the crawling figure slowly stood up.

Then he turned back and raised his head.

Even if the other party has no eyes, Liu Zhengyang can clearly feel that the other party is looking at him!

In this strange scene, Liu Zhengyang felt his scalp numb and his back cool.

"Yimu family!"

The blood dragon finally spoke.

"Yimu clan? What race is that? Why haven't I heard of it!" Liu Zhengyang asked in surprise, and then remembered the legend about the emperor of Tuoba.

"Did you see it when you followed the emperor of Tuoba?"

"No! These Yimu people are ancient relics!"

"Ancient remnant?"

The meaning of this word is too big. Liu Zhengyang feels that he is in contact with a secret spirit of Chen Feng for many years!

Although the information is extremely developed now, the really useful information is finally in the hands of a few people. Similar to this Yimu family, let alone literature, there are almost no legends!

Fortunately, he has the living fossil of blood dragon.

"Yes! The emperor swept the heavens, but his real opponent was the demon clan. However, he once said that mankind has a big secret. The former human clan was not oppressed and enslaved by the demon clan, and the race was extremely prosperous. It is definitely not so single now!"

Liu Zhengyang didn't disturb Xuelong. This kind of secret feeling makes people feel exciting!

But just when he was fascinated, the blood dragon shut up!

Liu Zhengyang:???

I'm just addicted and you shut up. What do you mean?

"You don't need to know too much about some things. These things are just illusions. You don't think there is still a family left!"

The blood dragon hissed.

"Magic? There won't be such realistic magic!"

Liu Zhengyang frowned: "I feel that sacrifice should be looking at me!"

"Look at you? How possible!"

Half of what the blood Dragon said couldn't go on, because the high priest who "looked at each other" with Liu Zhengyang suddenly opened the eye on his forehead!

"Sleeping trough! Is it really a living person? No! It's impossible!"

The blood dragon exclaimed, and then denied loudly. His eyes were full of horror, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

The familiar voice that cools people's back suddenly sounded in the cave.

"Ferry people!"

But this time the voice was unusually clear and loud.