Chapter 1575: Arrow

"Allow you to inherit my glory!"

With a solemn and desolate voice, Zhu Rong slowly raised his hand, and a drop of blood suddenly condensed on the fingertips like a pillar of fire. ★Miscellaneous ＊志＊虫★

The blood is like solidified fire, but it keeps jumping, seeming to carry infinite vitality and power.

"are you ready?"

Zhu Rong watched the sudden appearance on the sacred mountain, and the blood drop in his hand continuously released dazzling brilliance, as bright as a pearl.

The barbarians below were shocked.

"Does the witch **** want to give the blood of the witch god?"

"It must be, with the blood of the witch god, you truly have the power of the god!"

"This is a miracle greater than God's surrender. I haven't seen it in the tribe for tens of thousands of years. I can't expect to reproduce it today!"

"For the tribe!"

The barbarians knelt down one after another, worshiping and singing, and their momentum went straight into the sky. For this miracle that had not been seen in 10,000 years, even the Rock High Priest was no exception, the rock-like body could not help shaking, and old tears were running.

Suddenly his face was as solemn as a mountain, his hands were facing the sky, and he roared, "Suddenly like! I am willing to accept Zhu Rong's blood! Never die!"

He shouted dozens of times, seeming to sense his sincerity, Zhu Rong nodded gently.

The mammoth horn moved, Zhu Rong also moved. Its outline can be seen in the firelight. Zhu Rong has a strange longbow in his hand, the full moon opens the bow, and an arrow rushes towards the sudden appearance.

At the top of the arrow, the drop of blood is particularly distinct.

As the arrow fell, the blood beads grew bigger and bigger. I was afraid that there would not be a boundless brilliance in a radius of tens of meters. For a while, even the glory of the sun and the moon was suppressed by it.

The barbarians did not dare to look closely, and they fell lower and lower, but suddenly the elephant swooped up in the air, facing the blood drop, striding forward.

In mid-air, formed a spectacle.

It seemed that there was an extra round of the sun out of thin air, and suddenly it seemed that it was walking into the sun.

At this time, Zhou Shu didn’t have time to look more, because he discovered that a faster arrow was hidden in the brilliance. It was silent and colorless, hidden in the brilliance of the blood beads, no one could detect it. Here, except for him, because the arrow flew towards him.

"Is he aware of my existence, does Zhu Rong want to attack me?"

Zhou Shu was slightly thinking, but soon abandoned the idea, "It is really unreasonable. There is no reason for the gods to slander the humans in the Xuanhuang Realm. Humans have no threat to them. Killing is useless. On the contrary, they violate the rules. Not a direct manager like Tiandao, and... in this arrow, there is no killing intent."

At this stage, he can certainly tell if there is any danger.

Zhou Shu did not move or resist, waiting for the arrow to land.

Unexpectedly, without any movement, the arrow disappeared without warning, and he could no longer perceive it.

"what's the situation?"

Zhou Shu stagnated for a while, thought for a while, and immediately searched in Naxujie and Qiankun's bag. As expected, on a mountain in the Qiankun bag, he found an anomaly, and there was a stone monument that had never been seen before. .

The body of the stele is fiery red, with many ancient patterns on it, which seems to have formed naturally.

"Inscription on the tablet?"

Zhou Shuruo understood, but the lines on the stele were really hard to recognize, and he still didn't know a word after watching it for a long time.

Can only give up temporarily.

But this arrow, the meaning of this stone stele, he probably understood. Zhu Rong's miracle to the descendants of the barbarians is in line with the rules of the immortal world, but Zhu Rong's criticality is not only to bless the barbarians, but also other things. Doing this is mostly against the rules, so in this way, I avoided the warning of the heavens and passed some information to him. This information is definitely not suitable for the barbarian to know or do, so it will be in his hands. .

It should be very important, and find a way to identify it as soon as possible.

Looking up, in just a dozen breaths of effort, the blood beads in mid-air have disappeared, the door outside the sky has been closed, and the burning clouds in the sky are gradually dissipating, only suddenly the image is still in the air, and the whole body is surrounded by flames. Seeing his constantly swinging body and distorted face, he was obviously absorbing Zhu Rongshen's blood, which was extremely painful.

Many barbarians are still dancing and jumping, chanting mantras, seemingly celebrating.

More than ten hours have passed.

The firelight gradually converged, condensed in front of his forehead, shaped like two sharp horns, and then disappeared in the income, and disappeared.

Suddenly it seemed to wake up, his expression was as usual, he looked around for a few times, and walked slowly down the platform of nothingness.

"High Priest!"

"Suddenly like a high priest!"

"Chu Rong, our high priest!"

After more than a dozen hours, the barbarians below were not tired at all. Instead, they fell into greater fanaticism. They cheered and made all kinds of unthinkable actions to express their reverence for the sudden image. They understood that this high priest was completely different from the previous ones. He was the high priest recognized by Zhu Rong witch god, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a divine envoy.

Even the Rock High Priest was mixed in this carnival crowd.

At this moment, Suddenly, as the leader of the Sudden tribe, it's not right, the fact that it's the leader of the entire barbarian tribe is impossible to shake.

Suddenly, he looked around, accepted the endless cheers and raised his arms.

There were continuous roars but they were all the old sayings of the tribe, even Zhou Shu could not tell how much. Obviously, he should be conveying the witch god’s message to the tribe’s people, and at the same time solemnly declare, Suddenly, the tribe was about to revive.

Encouraged by the wizard god, the barbarians continued to cheer and dance.

In fact, in their eyes, there is no difference between the sudden appearance and the true slander.

Suddenly, when he shouted, his expression was condensed, which was very different from the past. It is no wonder that from the moment he bears the blood of the witch god, he is no longer a sudden image of the past, and he must accept this fate.

Soon, his words were finished, and the crowd fell into fanaticism again.

Suddenly, he swept around in the crowd, and finally landed on Zhou Shu. With a slight wave of his hand, all the barbarians around walked away, giving up a road, and he strode towards Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu didn't move, but smiled.

He felt that, even though it was different from the past, he still had no intention of killing him.

The tall body walked in front of Zhou Shu with a sense of oppression like a mountain, but the opposite of the oppression was suddenly like a smile on his face.

"You are finally here, my brother."

The big hand fell on Zhou Shu's shoulder, but Zhou Shu didn't feel heavy.

Zhou Shu smiled and nodded, "It's me, congratulations to Brother Elephant, you finally became a high priest and got the blood of the wizard god."

Suddenly he showed a bit of emotion, and said slowly, "Without the brutal pattern you gave me, how could I gather my divine power so quickly and summon the Wizard God again, and this is the first time that the tribe has summoned the Wizard God Zhurong. , I didn't expect it."

Zhou Shu seemed to think, "As sincerely, Jinshi is open. If you believe in her with all your heart, you will naturally receive her pity."

Suddenly nodded, but then sighed, "It may not be all like this."