Two days later, early in the morning, the sun had just risen, and the people in Shicun walked out of their homes and gathered in the middle of the village again.

"You said with the power of Xiaobudian's current bloodline, how heavy can he lift the stone lock later?"

"I think we can get more than 20,000 kilograms at least. After our bloodline revives, we can lift ten thousand kilograms. We must be much stronger!"

"No, although his bloodline is stronger than ours, he is still too young after all. I think it may end up being about 15,000 kilograms."

More than a dozen stone locks were placed in the center of the village, with special patterns painted on the surface. Under the sunlight, the light flowed, looking a little mysterious, and a sense of heaviness came to the face. A group of villagers formed a large circle and were talking.

Guo Yu stood in front of the crowd, looked down at Shi Hao standing beside Shi Yunfeng, and said softly: "Xiao Shi Hao, go and try how strong you are now?"

"Okay!" The little guy nodded vigorously, ran to the front of the first stone lock, stretched out his white and tender little hand to hold the handle of the stone lock, twisted his waist, and easily lifted it over his head. After insisting on counting breaths, he bent down and placed it gently on the ground.

Then, he immediately came to the front of the next stone lock, and raised it high with his waist again, effortless.

Without hesitation, the third, fourth and fifth stone locks were all raised easily, their faces as usual, without any difficulty.

"It's already 20,000 pounds, and the little one's body is really strong!" The faces of the onlookers gradually rose, and the young child couldn't help but exclaim.

Shi Hao walked and raised one stone lock after another one after another. Until the eleventh hour, his little face became very serious and he rose to his feet before he raised it.

"Okay, 36,000 kilograms, a total of 36,000 kilograms..." Shi Yunfeng was the first to cheer, and his voice trembled with excitement.

"It's so amazing. Xiao Budian is only three and a half years old now, and his physical strength has reached 36,000 kilograms. Even the legendary real ancient beast is just like this, right?" The villagers were also shocked and stared at Shi Hao and sighed repeatedly.

"Little one, although your bloodline has been revived successfully and your strength has skyrocketed, you must not be proud. You must know that there are many strong people in this world, and they are all extremely terrifying." After being happy, Shi Yunfeng's face changed and he turned to a serious warning.

"Grandpa, I know!" Xiao Shihao nodded seriously.

"You are so awesome!"

His arms shook, and he had 36,000 kilograms of divine power. This was just a child less than four years old. People in Shicun had never heard of it and had never seen it. They couldn't help but scream and rushed forward, lifted the little bitch up and down, and then pinched it up and down.

This was the case with a group of strong men, all of them were extensive, and then the group of children were also very excited, screaming, pinching up and down, and it took a long time to let go.

"Oh, grandpa, look, the sacrificial spirit in this village is so strange. How come it is an old willow tree scorched by lightning, with only a dozen tender branches left."

At this moment, a crisp sound suddenly came from a distance, making Shicun quiet suddenly and all looked out.

I saw dozens of strangers outside the village, some riding silver unicorn horses, some standing on huge beast bones and flying against the ground, some sitting on the dragon, and even people standing in the void and exuding a powerful aura.

"What a strange spirit sacrifice. If you don't die like this, you will definitely not die. After the lightning strike, you will have a strong new force. It must be a rare treasure. Don't snatch it from me. These willow branches are mine!" A five or six-year-old child was more than ten meters above the ground, so he jumped off the dragon.

"What kind of village is this? How could there be such a sacrifice spirit?" Another young man followed him and fell to the ground, staring at the charred old willow tree in surprise.

Afterwards, several children jumped out of the air, pointing directly at the Liu Shen from the altar at the village head, and didn't care at all about the villagers of Shi Village staring at them.

"High priest, patriarch, these people seem to be bad at coming. What should we do?" The villagers focused their eyes on Guo Yu and Shi Yunfeng.

"A group of people with evil thoughts, let's go out and have a look together." Guo Yu snorted lightly and walked towards the village head first.

Outside the village, a group of people also calmed down, looked straight ahead, and watched the villagers walk towards them step by step.

"Who are you? It seems that you want to attack our village to sacrifice spirits?" Guo Yu stopped in front of the altar, raised his eyebrows and looked at the people one by one.

"My friend misunderstood. We just want to rest in your village for a while and ask for a drink." A middle-aged man stood up. He came from the Zishan tribe, one of the strongest forces in this area. He was the uncle of the Zishan tribe, the clan leader Zishan Hou, and had a high position and a powerful position.

"Yes, we just happened to pass by here and there was no malice." A gray-haired old man said gently. He was the person in charge of another major force, Yuntian Palace.

"Resting? Drinking water?" Guo Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and said indifferently: "Is this what you said just now? You are already clearly going to compete for our sacrifice spirit."

"This..." The uncle of the Zishan Hou clan and the old man in Yuntian Palace were stunned, with a slightly awkward expression. There was a faint look of fear in the depths of his eyes, because Guo Yu and others were too calm and did not look like ordinary mountain people at all.

"I don't care what you have, I can tell you clearly that you are not welcome here, please leave!" Guo Yu looked at them and his face calmed down.

"What a big tone, but a group of mountain village men dared to speak to us like this." Jiao Cang from Luofu Daze shouted coldly and said with a bad expression: "I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. If we like your sacrificial spirit, what can we do with us?"

"Yes, we came for this willow tree. If we know each other, let go of the way. Otherwise, your village would...huh..." The first child who jumped down, Luofu Daze genius Jiaopeng looked at the people in the Shi Village with a arrogant expression, with a murderous intent in his eyes.

"I am so arrogant and domineering at such a young age. It seems that I have already been stained with a lot of innocent lives." Guo Yu's eyes turned slightly cold, and he turned to look at Shi Hao: "Little, go and kill him with his majesty, otherwise I really think we are easy to bully!"

"Yes!" Shi Hao's little head lightly lit, his calf stepped lightly, and he came to the front of everyone in Shi Village.

"You..." Jiao Peng was furious when he saw that the other party had sent a little baby less than four years old to deal with him, and shouted: "Since I want to die, I will give you my help!"

His arms trembled, and he jumped up like a ferocious bird, and he stretched out to more than twenty meters in length. He raised his palm and slapped at Shi Hao. The wind whistled, with a strong force and awesome momentum.

Seeing this, Shi Hao's eyes narrowed slightly, and his breath changed suddenly. His white and tender little hand stretched out and actually made a sound of wind and thunder, colliding with Jiaopeng's palm.

"boom!"

The sand and stones flew, the earth was moving, and the mountains were shaking. Shi Hao stood there without moving, but Jiao Peng flew backwards more than twenty meters away in an instant, smashing a deep pit on the ground.

"hiss……"
Chapter completed!