The Blue Bird Cauldron that the nine Blue Birds compete for is not just a key item for sacrificing blue Birds.

It can also throw the flesh and blood of various birds and wild animals into it and then cook the broth.

This broth has extremely powerful effects and can accelerate the purification and strengthening of blood vessels.

It is precisely because of this that the nine collections of Blue Birds that are once every ten years are given special attention.

In the last decade, the Winged Tribe was the one who was in charge of the Blue Bird Cauldron.

Bang!

The thick blue bird cauldron hit the center of the top of the mountain.

Zhang Baicheng, who was originally a little uneasy, could no longer pull out his eyes after looking at it.

"This is... the God-Inscription Bird Seal, the natural divine pattern, which records the rules of heaven and earth... It can be actually visualized and burned on this strange copper tripod?"

"What the hell is this?"

"This tripod must be from the scale tribe. Only in this way can it fall into my hands as soon as possible and be studied by me. With this tripod, I cannot bring it out of this world, and can also analyze the rules and information in it, and obtain powerful magical techniques." Zhang Baicheng thought.

During the scene, Youlin Wuyi, who represented the battle of the Scale Tribe, was about to lose.

The way the nine Blue Birds compete for the Blue Bird Cauldron is simple, direct and violent.

Before the first sun set, each tribe arranged a warrior to participate in the nine teams of regiment battles.

After the sun rises the next day, the warriors who were beaten out of the core circle and the tribe represented by them would lose the qualification to continue to participate in the war.

The remaining warriors and the tribes behind them will continue to send an additional warrior to start the second round of team battles.

After sunset, the tribe that lost all the warriors was also kicked out.

For tribes left by warriors, additional warriors can be sent again.

This cycle is until the final victory tribe is undisputedly contested... or fight to the last person.

Looking at the soon-to-be defeated Youqiuyi.

Zhang Baicheng was furious, but shouted: "Use the blood-burning method! Directly open the second stage of the divine body!"

The scales and clothes in the field were naked, holding a stone spear in his hand and roared.

His whole body was shrouded in the light of the blue bird's divine body twice, and then he rushed towards the center of the crowd frantically.

What are the soft picking persimmons, what are the wandering tactics, what are the first to join forces with others to eliminate the strongest and weakest... These are all notions, and there is no such concept.

With a wave of bloodshed, it's all done!

Zhang Baicheng knew something was wrong.

Because he taught this method of blood-burning to the Scale Tribe.

Although you can temporarily improve your combat effectiveness, you will fall into weakness afterwards.

At this time, there is still a long time before the next day dawn.

Zhang Baicheng knew that he could not last long with scales but without clothes.

Then he said to the patriarch of the scale tribe: "Class leader! Find a way to ignite a large number of white purse grass!"

The patriarch looked at Zhang Baicheng with a confused look on his face.

Zhang Baicheng said helplessly: "The sun god bird likes the burning fragrance of the white purse grass, but have you said that the place where He lives is no longer the white purse grass?"

"Then burn a large amount of white sycamore grass to wake up earlier and let the sun rise early!"

That's right, this is such a magical world.

It is not uncommon for plants, trees, spirits, or strange objects that can influence certain gods.

As long as you are willing to do, think, and dare to take risks, mortals can even talk to gods and even use them.
Chapter completed!