Legend of the Green Ape

The moment the Fu Jiao girl died, the shackles of the Ye Wing King Sun were released, the three wild arrows lost their master's control, the aura was extinguished and fell into the mud of the river, the green mist on the wings collapsed and the melt water was no longer sticky.

He vaguely sensed that fighting broke out in the nearby waters. The person who captured him was afraid that there was an accident, but he didn't dare to look at it. In his heart, he only had the joy of escaping from the dead. The accumulated mana poured into the wind bone chakra under his feet, and he panicked and escaped. Fleeing, thinking: "I have no restraints on my body, I shouldn't be caught up again, am I?"

He always relies on luck in his work, and does not have the belief in relying on himself to win. Once disaster strikes, he will eventually be unable to escape bad luck.

‘Crack! ’

Suddenly the waters above his head shook, Yuan He drove the Jin Dun boots to teleport over, and the thunder pattern on his arm rose and fell with a punch.

This speed is so fast that he didn't even have the time to look up. The wind bone wheel seemed to have become a snail under the shroud of thunder. Transferred to the Tianling Gai, it took over all the power of Thunder Light.

He clearly heard the gurgling sound of broken crystals, and immediately felt a huge force instilled down, causing his body to instantly lose control and fall vertically to the bottom of the river.

"The defensive power of this magic ball is amazing!" Yuan He looked down and saw that the crystal ball was full of cracks, still stubbornly clinging to the sky above the owner. He ambushed the evil Xia Feng earlier. He fully used his thunder arm and directly took a practitioner. The phoenix witch man of the divine power technique was shocked, but he hit the night wing grandson, but he didn't even get a mouthful of blood.

The thunder arm’s power was completely blocked by this crystal ball, but it was already at the end of the crossbow, or it might have been damaged when resisting the arrow attack of the Fu Jiao female. Yuan He took a photo of his hand from the air, and it shattered with a pinch of force. Secretly called regret, just tossed it and stopped paying attention.

At this time, the Eight Great Demon Generals had completed their encirclement, and the Nightwing King Sun struggled to get up, and the red-eyed bull stepped on his feet, hitting his legs and breaking his knees. The wind bone wheel was no longer used.

The cry was extremely loud, but he couldn't cry completely because he broke his leg and only escaped. Before he could catch his breath, he found him again with lethal murderous intent, and he was also crying for his miserable fate.

When he cried, all the eight demon generals were stunned and did not continue to torture him.

Yuan He fell from above, but didn't want to kill him in a hurry. This was a royal family of Witch and Phoenix. Perhaps he knew some secret events and needed to be interrogated first.

Originally Yuan He wanted to capture the Moon Barbarian alive, but Li Shan had three corpses wrapped around his mussel shell.

In the battle just now, he first made Guanghan Jianwan attack and kill a barbaric soldier, and the electric eel filled the water with the speed to kill one. The barbaric Fu Jiao Nu was killed by the group of demons, and did not leave alive.

He pinched a finger and hung the sword pill over the head of the night-wing king's grandson, and asked, "Why do these moon barbarians kill you Witch and Phoenix tribe? Do they have the intention of expelling you from the evil monster tribe?"

The night wing king and grandson can’t help but feel frightened, and his courage has been frightened. He said: “The hatred between the Moon Barbarian and our clan has been for a long time. Every time before the opening of the Dongya Great Festival, the Moon Barbarians must first slaughter our Witch Phoenix Clan! We fled to Dahe for no other purpose, that is, our habitation territory was captured by the Moon Barbarians, and we had no choice but to enter the river."

Lan Feng roared: "What is the Dongya Festival? Truly invite it!"

Ye Wing King Sun said cautiously: "It is to use your demons as sacrifices for the sacrifices of the Moon Man Dao Court. This kind of sacrifice has been held since ancient times. Because of the huge scale and the wide range of blood sacrifices, it almost covers The entire Dongya Continent, so it's called the Dongya Great Festival."

"Bah!" The red-eyed cow who avoids water yelled: "Take my monster clan as a sacrifice, what are you, come here if you can, and watch my old cow kill you!"

Even if Meihar and Li Shan’s temperament were milder, they couldn’t bear the mania when they heard this news: "Why do you take our monster clan to sacrifice? Your Witch and Phoenix clan should also be included in the ranks of beasts if they have wings. Take you for a sacrifice?"

Nightwing King Sun thought their question was very strange. Is it a beast with wings? Our Wuhuang clan is the protagonist of heaven, but we have no dominance in Dongya Continent. How can you compare with strange shapes? No matter where and what ethnic group in this world, whenever sacrifices are held, beasts and monsters must be taken. This is the law of heaven and earth. The blame is only for your poor roots and feet, and you are born to be suitable objects for sacrifices.

Of course he dared not say such things.

Yuan He is also brewing anger at this moment. Since he traveled to this world, he just wanted to live his life peacefully. It took him nearly ten years to slowly adapt to the identity of the monster race and integrate into this ethnic group.

But he never expected that the cruelty of this world turned him out of anger. Waves of catastrophes and dangers prevailed. The human race on the shore not only did not give a way to survive, but also took the monster race as a sacrifice in captivity. stand up.

Could this long river of Qingli be a slaughterhouse?

If what the Ye Wing King Sun said is true, how many demons would die in such a grand sacrifice.

With so many Hexia Demon Kings, are they all indifferent?

"How is the Dongya Great Festival held? Is the blood sacrifice aimed at all monster races or specific races? When is this ceremony chosen?" Yuan He pointed to Yeyi Wangsun: "Tell all what you know, one word Not less!"

He couldn't help but hesitated, for fear of saying the wrong thing to provoke this fierce ape.

He slowly said: "I heard about the Dongya Great Festival from my father, and I never dared to hide it at all. My father said:'The Dongya Great Festival is hosted by the Moon Man Dao Ting. After the ceremony, there are thousands of races. Lingju can't even notice it. Only sacrifices have the sense. The sacrifices are often rare roots in the demon race. They are generally true spirit bloodlines, and they must meet the conditions for enlightening spirits and transforming demons. "As for when will the sacrifice be held? Dong? Yazhou is so big and the time varies from place to place. Anyway, every time it lasts for decades, Qingli Changhe will definitely not be spared, and I really don’t know about the others.