Resurrection of spirit: Activate the sacrifice system at the beginning

Zhang Ruhai scolded.

How is this possible, there is no heavenly reason!

Is this an alien race?

I suddenly remembered what Chang Yi had shouted when he met him.

Sand Sculpture Daddy?

Is this man really the son of a sand sculpture, Little Sand Sculpture?

Then why did he run before!

Who is Boss Cao and Liu Er in his mouth?

Why are they in the 1573 area?

And this damn sand sculpture, how could it be so strong! Did it mutate badly after the cleanup crew left?

Zhang Ruhai's mind was a mess.

His eyes were blood-red.

"No... No, the only aliens who can turn into people are those in the sea, and you are definitely not a sand sculpture!

Chang Yi rolled his eyes.

He is certainly not a sand sculpture.

This half-old product was also anxious, and he didn't recognize him as a phantom eagle!

Big eagle, it can also be strung together!

"Good son, if you are not dead, I know you will not die!"

Seeing that Chang Yi became a carving, the furious sand sculpture was very happy.

"Ugh!"

With a stab, it took another strip of meat from Zhang Ruhai's body.

"Come son, eat a few more bird feathers!"

Chang Yi definitely didn't eat this thing, fluttered his wings and ran to the edge of the nest.

"Groove! So high! How long do I have to go down? "

It's often easy to get numb in the scalp.

Although he has become an eagle, the talent of transformation is a talent of being a second or five, and there are no corresponding functions.

Otherwise, this talent will be rewarded.

You can go directly to the sea and go to the grass dragon!

Often easy to swear.

In the future, you must definitely find a talent that can fly.

"Son! What are you talking about? The

huge body of the furious sand sculpture turned around, tilting its head with doubts in its eyes.

"Can't you speak?"

Often easy to be stunned.

I didn't figure it out for a while, was it scolding itself?

I saw the berserk sand sculpture hesitate for a while.

Suddenly fluttered his wings and rubbed Chang Yi's big eagle head.

"Son, I'll go find you a baby, you will definitely be able to talk after eating!"

Then his wings fluttered and he flew into the sky.

"Huh...?"

Chang Yi wanted to stop it, but he didn't stop it.

So he started quickly.

"Chi Feng!"

"Miaoyin finger!"

Because he was under the talent of transformation, he rolled his wings and directly understood him before the half-dead Zhang Ruhai did not react.

Only then did he look at the distant black dots in the sky again and breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's really a sand sculpture!"

"Drip! You kill the Blue Star Terrans, and you get 6500 sacrificial points. "

The system sounded a tone, and it was easy to stay stunned.

"How much?"

He quickly opens the system panel.

【Billions of Race Sacrifice System】Host

: Chang Yi.

Realm: Eight-pin Tongmai (late second order).

Combat power: 15600 (Red Blade bonus, talent bonus) If in doubt, the system shall prevail.

Talent 1: A-level kendo talent.

Talent 2: A-level Xuanbing talent.

Talent 3: A-level Transformation Talent.

Exercises: "The Name Makes the Dog Occupy" the eighth floor (0/5000).

Martial arts: "Frost Sword Qi" Dacheng (0/5000); "Miaoyin Finger" Xiaocheng (0/1000).

System Repository: Spiritless.

Sacrifice point: 6705.

Number of sacrifices reward progress: 666/1000.

After reading it, Chang Yi blinked his eyes.

"I'll go, this pair of high-realm guys mend the knife, just earn ah!"

This is probably the most relaxed 6,000-odd sacrifice point for him.

At the same time, Chi Feng also took a big step to the next step.

Although Zhang Ruhai's previous state was not a strong enemy, after all, the realm was so high.

Spend 5,000 to point the exercises to the ninth layer.

Chang Yi peeled off Zhang Ruhai's storage ring and found that it was a high-grade goods that could not be opened.

But he didn't care about this for the time being, and glanced around sneakily.

The light flashed, and he became a human again.

After taking all the ropes from the storage ring and tying them together to the crooked neck tree, Chang Yi began to descend the cliff.

It didn't take long for the rope to run out.

Chang Yi looked down, still deep and bottomless.

"Wow!"

Two more short knives were taken out and inserted into the cliff wall, and Chang Yi continued to descend in fear.

I don't know how long it took.

Chang Yi finally became a man who stood tall again.

"It's good that I landed safely and scared my dad to death!"

At this moment, his arms have been swollen several times.

In the last section, because of spiritual power and physical strength, he almost died many times.

But he often held on, after all.

Relieved, Chang Yi collapsed weakly on the ground.

This time it was luck, he never wanted to have this experience again.

Whoops!

Suddenly, a voice that almost broke him sounded.

The huge body fell wrapped in a fierce wind.

"Son, are you here?"

"What about your hair? What about your big bird feathers?

Chang Yi glared.

The furious sand sculpture didn't care, and a fierce wind howled.

"Hey, I don't want it!"

However, it is useless.

In the blink of an eye, he was back in that lair.

Looking at the violent sand sculptures, it is often easy to cry without tears.

I was so angry that I wanted to jump into the nest.

"You're not a carving, you're a real falcon!"

The sand sculpture listened, and with anticipation, he took out a golden fruit from under his wing.

"Come son, you can talk after eating this, and hair will grow!"