Liu Shoucai sighed and said, "Third Brother, what I want to do is for our own good, so that we can master powerful power as soon as possible in this world and ensure that we can survive hard."

Ling Muzi said, ": So am I."

"Your goal is not far enough, so third brother, listen to me, don't participate." Liu Shoucai persuaded him, and even said it bluntly.

When Ling Muzi saw that he was talking very seriously, he asked: "Are you sure? This is a tribe, and your wrong decision will even destroy the people who are still alive here."

Liu Shoucai said: "I'm sure my decision will not ruin this place, and maybe a legend will be created."

Ling Muzi seemed to realize something keenly, and hurriedly said, "My junior brother, don't be involved in killing evil."

Liu Shoucai opened his mouth and said, "Third brother, I found a bug. Perhaps this was deliberately left by the god who created this place."

"What?"

"There is no sin of killing in the world of three power systems, such as merit, sin and evil."

"No! Whether you have these three powers or not, sins and murder are not power, but in people's hearts!" Ling Muzi was stubborn than Liu Shoucai, and the core of Taoist practice was to commit fewer sins.

As the saying goes, all dharmas are united. Practicing any method to the extreme is basically the same effect. No matter what you have experienced in the middle, you will eventually go to the same path.

And immortals are the people who jumped out of this road and opened up their own road.

Because it is not bound by the road, it is called an immortal.

Little did they know that there was a group of people in the crowd opposite them whispering.

It was the priest in the steering tribe. At this time, the priest was lowering his head and watching the warriors in the tribe become so terrible and strong, and without any loss of control. If he had long had such a terrible warrior, there would have been only one tribe called '英' in the surrounding tribe.

But it's not too late now. I didn't expect that the Outsider's Excellency not only has an extraordinary individual strength, but what's more terrifying is that it uses the essence of life to configure a unique secret recipe, which has actually increased the strength of its own warriors several times. Strong warriors can definitely fight against elite warriors among the four royal tribes.

But the more this happens, the more worried the tribe sacrifices of the harbor tribe are. These outsiders are really terrible. They are completely non-human, but they are powerful and desperate.

This time, attacking the Shingo tribe is not a good choice. The Shingo tribe is considered to be middle and lower among the nearby medium tribes, but the Shingo tribe is not of advanced level.

The levels of the two families are similar. Only one of the three outsiders followed, wearing armor specially made by the tribe, and only told him to go on the field to kill the enemy. Do you dare to stop him, a priest of his tribe?

I just hope that the outsiders will have to worry about anything else. Even if they have a little bit of oily skin, I am afraid that the entire Chengyao tribe will suffer a devastating blow.

Because the priest understands the gap in strength, unless he uses the flame tree without caring about the consequences.

However, although the number of flames has a strong attack power, it is too small after all. Only a few hundred flame trees can they exert their terrifying power after they gather together. It is simply a dream to try to destroy those outsiders with three or two sacrifices from their own family.

It’s better to serve these foreign powerhouses honestly, which will eventually be beneficial to your tribe, right?

"Boy, stay here, I'll go in and have fun! I haven't been so happy for a long time. Don't worry, according to our agreement, the flesh and blood in this tribe belongs to you. We just need to use the fire-breaking tree here and extract the essence of their life."

Now, this huge, terrifying outsider is standing in the center of the venue, and his huge body looks particularly conspicuous, and his huge body gives people a huge sense of oppression, and bursts of waves are coming to his face.

What else can the priests of the sage tribe say? Such a terrible guy wants to play on the stage, just killing some similar people. To be precise, others have nothing to do with their own tribe. As long as they have flesh and blood, as long as they can nourish their own tribe's holy trees, as long as these outsiders don't let these great holy trees harm the great holy trees, as long as those outsiders can stick to their promises and protect their own tribe's holy trees, there is no big deal.

The priests of the Carrying Clan naturally understand what kind of experience these tribes who have drunk blood donated by outsiders will experience in a few days, but their sacrifices are valuable.

If a thousand tribe members could be killed in exchange for a large number of tens of thousands of flesh and blood to nourish the holy trees, it would be a huge profitable transaction. No tribe leader or priest would be unwilling to do so.

Moreover, sacrificing oneself for the holy tree is the will of the gods, and the tribesmen will cheer for this and have no resistance to the return of the holy tree.

Such ideas fill every corner of the world.

...

Liu Shoucai whispered to Jiukong: "Did you remember what you said just now? This matter is important. That Shimuhu is our future guide. Such teammates who come to pole will not be too dangerous, because if you have desires and goals, you will have the motivation and courage to move forward.

Let’s see that the rest of the Zhenwu clan members just want to live quietly. Then we will give them a stable living space in the future, which is the greatest help to them.”

Jiukong nodded and sorted out the armor outside. The helmet fell down naturally and wrapped around his head.

Judging from the appearance, Jiukong was a little taller, he could not see any trace of the spiritual race at all.

"Very good, it's up to you!"

Because he had communicated with the head of the Zhenwu clan before and had sacrificial communication, there was no obstacle in Liu Shoucai's arrangement.

But Liu Shoucai summoned Magodo and asked in a low voice: "What is your battle for?"

Shingodo was stunned, thought for a moment and said in a daze: "It's for the future of the tribe."

"If you still have such ideas, you are not suitable to follow us, and you will not be able to get what you want and see the outside world." Liu Shoucai activated the temptation function.

Sometimes angels and demons are separated by a thread. Liu Shoucai, as a spirit-controlling man who can extract the purest merit power, has talent in this area.

This is what Ling Muzi is worried about. If Liu Shoucai falls into evil thoughts, is it good or bad?

Magodo was stunned again, and then after hearing what Liu Shoucai said, he fell into deep thought.

Liu Shoucai patted his shoulder, gave him time to consider it, and said, "I'm going to play, you'll get close to Jiukong in a while, it can protect your visibility."

After saying that, he pushed him and pushed him to the battlefield.

After doing this, Liu Shoucai pinched his chin and pondered for a moment before walking to the patriarch and priest of the Shingo tribe, and said, "You already know who is in your opponent, right?"

The head of Zhenwu and the monks naturally understood what Liu Shoucai was referring to. In fact, after Ling Muzi said this just now, they were about to collapse. If there were three foreign powerhouses in their tribe, they would have raised their hands and shouted for surrender, and then they would have fooled their tribe members to carry their lives and flesh to sacrifice to the holy tree.

"Yes, sir, we are very frightened." The patriarch replied in a low voice.

Liu Shoucai said: "It's great. It seems that you understand your situation. So do you want to be the strongest tribe in this area? Even with my help, you can become a higher tribe. Although you can't reach the top level, you will become the king of this area within a period of time."

Liu Shoucai's words were like the most terrifying curse, deeply attracted the patriarchs and priests of the Zhenwu clan.

"You, are you saying true?" the patriarch asked excitedly.

Liu Shoucai smiled coldly. It was just some tribes. Using their flesh and blood to nourish the holy tree should allow the holy tree to grow in the shortest time, right? Although when he said these words, he inevitably embarked on the road of massacre.

[A new year, a new beginning, a new day, a new ticket! No matter whether it is a red ticket, a monthly ticket or the red bills in your pocket, it is okay to take the fat man!!!]
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