Heaven’s Shadow

In front of everyone's eyes, the dark flame swallowed the patriarch of the Shenmu tribe, but as shown by the black fire in the past, it did no harm to the flesh and blood of the human body, and everyone saw the Shenmu patriarch's body and Without any obvious damage, the flesh skin was almost intact in the black fire, and nothing seemed to happen.

However, the patriarch of Shenmu was in that black flame. Although he was unharmed, the whole person seemed to have suffered the most terrible and horrible pain in the world. He hissed, roared, and cried, and strengthened the blood of all the barbarians. Forgetting it, it seems that the suffering he suffered at this moment has completely destroyed his will.

After that, he couldn't even stand, fell to the ground and kept rolling in pain, struggling, and even in despair began to cry to the terrible black-robed priest for mercy.

However, Lu Chen stood there silently and motionless. The black robe covered his figure, and the bone mask blocked his face. All people could see was his dark and deep eyes and his eyes. That burning black flame.

In this way, in the horrified and unbelievable eyes of everyone, the patriarch of Shenmu was so embarrassed by the strange black fire that burned, and slowly died without burning his flesh and skin.

His body was twisted to the extreme, and there were many wounds on his body, but everyone could see clearly that those wounds were cracked open by the chief of the Shenmu clan himself. What terrible pain is there to bring a barbarian into such despair?

When the last mourning sound gradually subsided, the air was filled with freezing coldness, almost everyone's eyes had fear, even those who stood by the Black Fire tribe soldiers.

No one will ever question the identity of this black-robed priest, because this terrible, cruel, vicious, suffocating and mysterious method is the most awesome witchcraft in the southern Xinjiang wilderness for thousands of years.

And when the black fire dissipated, when Lu Chen's eyes looked at the twisted and painful corpse on the ground clear and bright again behind the bone mask, his pupils seemed to shrink slightly, as if recalling the past years Mesmerizing painful memories of him.

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"next."

A cold and calm voice came from behind the bone mask, echoing in the camp.

Two black fire fighters on the side rushed forward, and after a moment dragged out a barbarian man of the Shenmu tribe and fell in front of Lu Chen.

When the barbarian looked up, he felt a shadow over him. The priest in the black robe appeared not far from him, and seemed to block all the light, making him feel that the whole world was dark.

This barbaric voice made a hoarse voice, and no one could understand what he was saying, or he didn't say anything at all, but before he moved further, Lu Chen suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Then he turned around, his eyes fell on the corpse just now, and he pointed at the woman and child who had just been claimed by the deceased patriarch of Shenmu, and said indifferently, "These people are taken aside, and they will be assigned to the tribe when they return. Soldiers here. "

There was a burst of laughter among the barbarian warriors of the Blackfire tribe, while the crowd of the Shenmu tribe was filled with grief and despair.

But this couldn't change anything, in the cry of those women, they were taken to the other side.

Then, Lu Chen turned around and looked at the barbarian just now, and said, "It's your turn, let's recognize someone."

The barbarian shivered as if he could not move any further.

Lu Chen said faintly: "There is still hope to save when you claim it. If you don't recognize anyone, they will definitely be separated."

The barbarian was ashamed, and the whole person seemed to have lost his anger, but in the end, he went to the tribal women to claim a woman and a child who was still in a trance.

The child seemed to have just been born a short time ago. The whole was a small ball, wrapped in an animal skin, and hugged in the arms of the woman who was also trembling with tears.

For some reason, when Lu Chen saw the crying tears of the barbarous woman and the child, his heart throbbed suddenly. For a moment, he could so clearly feel that somewhere in his heart seemed soft. a bit.

After a while, he turned around and looked at the barbaric man and said, "It's your choice, two ways. Which one do you choose?"

The man's gaze stayed on his wife and children, his face was full of pain and struggle, everyone could see the hesitation and hesitation on his face, but he never really yielded, but gradually showed a trace on his face Decisive, it seems that a decision will be made soon.

But at this moment, Lu Chen suddenly said, "You should be clear, no matter what, today, there will be no more Shenmu tribe in this world."

The barbaric man was shaken, and other Shenmu people in the distance were uproar.

Lu Chen didn't care about this, but just said lightly: "People who are willing to surrender swear to join the Blackfire tribe and protect the family and children; those who refuse to surrender will kill me. Without the Shenmu tribe, why are you still Respect the ancestors of the gods? Or do you want to watch your wives bear children for others and your children to be slaves? "

Then, he also pointed to the relatives and children of the Shenmu patriarch.

The brutal man's face was extremely ugly, and the inherent decisive color disappeared again. His complexion changed sharply, and it seemed as if he was about to collapse. Suddenly, he seemed to explode or despair. He yelled at the land. Chen Chen shouted, "Even if I am willing to surrender, how can you guarantee that the people of the Blackfire clan will not come to grab my woman?"

Lu Chen took a step forward, pointed to the sky without hesitation, and said loudly: "I vowed to the Black Fire tribe and the ancestors of all ages, as long as you swear allegiance to me and join the black fire tribe, I will I treat you all the same. If there is a conflict, I will deal with it fairly, otherwise I will let the heavens drop and punish the black fire tribe. "

This vow is decisive, without hesitation, and its content is also the heaviest of the barren tribes of the wilderness, and it is unassailable. With Lu Chen's remarks, there are some subtle changes in the faces of many Shenmu people.

But on the other side, on the side of the Blackfire tribe warrior, the muscles on Huoyan's face twitched slightly, staring at the black-robed priest, seemingly gritted his teeth.

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Struggle and hesitation are rare emotions for a barbarian, especially when it comes to such a major event that is enough to overturn the first half of life, most people will be at a loss. However, on this day, when the barbaric man was finally the first to be full of shame and even hug his wife and children in despair, crying and expressing willingness to surrender, the entire camp of the Shenmu tribe was full of coldness and The breath of death.

Even the face of the warrior tribe became very difficult to look at.

In this wasteland, I have never heard of anyone who has forced a barbarian to betray his ancestors and beliefs, and that kind of pain and despair seems to be felt by every barbarian, whether it is the other members of the Shenmu tribe , Or the barbarians of the Blackfire tribe.

Their gaze or hate, or fear, or awe, looked at the priest in the black robe, and the bone mask made that person look so horrible and weird.

The next thing became numb and cruel ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Two roads to choose, there is no other possibility, and the price is the life of the barbarian and the fate of his family.

The southern Xinjiang wilderness has been a harsh place for a long time, but on this day, the barbarian people in this camp, whether it is the Shenmu tribe or the black fire tribe, they seem to have realized this again.

Some people fell in despair for their own lives and the fate of their families, abandoned their ancestors, betrayed their gods, swore a poisonous oath, and joined the Blackfire tribe in this way; and some Shenmu barbarians were unyielding, Rather than die, then waiting for them is the black fire of purgatory, and the scene of those women and children being divided into slaves in front of everyone ...

Scene after scene, cold and cruel, staged stiflingly, until the end.

That evening, the soldiers of the Blackfire clan left here with a large group of people and set out on the way back to the city.

Many people in the crowd were carrying big bags and small bags with sadness and pain, and behind their team, they slowly lit into the sky.

The once flourishing camp of the Shenmu tribe was devoured and burned by flames, and the name of the Shenmu tribe also disappeared forever in the night of the southern Xinjiang wilderness.

In front of the night, there are stars and dark clouds, and more are deep to the endless darkness, shrouded in the vast wasteland.

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