The end of the world: I can evolve all things

Chapter 43

Following.

Yunmeng tribe, the mist rises.

The group rushed towards the altar, and Xiaoding couldn't help but take a few deep breaths on the way.

Qin Daotu frowned and looked at these mist.

Different from the ethereal clouds and mist when sacrificing the king in the clouds, these mist under the moment are more like simple water mist.

Is it because of the object of today's sacrifice?

By the time they arrived at the altar, the cockroach was already waiting.

When he got closer, he handed over the golden crown.

"I was in a hurry yesterday, but I forgot about it."

"It doesn't hurt... Hey?

Qin Daotu took the golden crown and put it on Xiao Ding, but he let out a puzzled 'huh'.

He remembered that the golden crown had been used up three times, and now it looked like it was back to its original state.

Is it self-healing, or...

He stretched out his finger and pointed to an old lady with a kind face not far away.

"Granny An is a witch priest who has served the orders of the young master all her life, and I let her see this crown."

Qin Daotu looked at the mother-in-law, vaguely remembering that yesterday it seemed that she had given Houfeng a curse that pierced the bones...

Immediately pulled Xiao Ding to thank him.

This little guy still knows a good evil: "Thank you Granny An."

Granny An also had a kind face: "No hindrance, you are a child selected by the young master, if you come to our clan, you can..."

Granny An interrupted Granny An with a light cough, took a silent step, and stood between the two.

He changed the topic and said, "The sacrifice is about to begin, so let's wait until the sacrifice is over." Hearing

this, Granny An glanced at the cockle with a smile and walked towards the distance.

At this time, Yu turned his head and asked Qin Daotu and the others seriously.

"How are you thinking about it, is anyone willing to stay?"

In response, he shook his head.

Cockroach was obviously disappointed, but still spoke.

"Well, I wasn't sure about it, and I don't know which god brought you to..." Speaking

of this, he continued: "Go, the sacrifice is about to begin... You guys stay safe. When

Qin Daotu heard this, he did not hurry to move, but keenly captured a key word in his words.

"Safe? Is there danger? "

—The other party had never said such a thing in the previous sacrifice.

The cockroach nodded, then shook his head again.

"I don't know, but we know very little about this god, he is not the god of the earth, pay attention yourselves, do not be evil to the gods."

Qin Daotu understood, but he had another idea in his heart.

Conflict?

I just hope that he can safely fulfill his purpose.

Even if the task cannot be completed, another thing must be completed!

The sacrifice of the Yellow River Hebo is very different from the previous style.

In the final analysis, the Yellow River does not flow through Chudi Yunmengze, it belongs to foreign gods.

The sacrifices of the ancestors of the tribe also adhered to the idea that it is useful or not, and that it is always right to believe in it.

The sacrificial poetry began to sound, the water mist rose, and the waves sounded.

The process is similar to sacrificing Mrs. Xiang Junxiang, but the subtleties are a little different

, the wind in the ears is louder, and the sound of the waves is more sinister!

If the sacrifice to Xiangjun is compared to the tenderness of children, then this time it is a battlefield rush!

Wait until the mist clears and the surrounding scenery is clear.

Qin Daotu looked carefully and found that their group appeared on a large ship.

First thing, count the number of people on board -

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6!

Together with Qin Daotu himself, all seven people were there.

Qin Daotu secretly said: Didn't anyone become the incarnation of Hebo?

This is not without precedent, when I asked Ermei Don't kick and Xiaoding before, I knew that when they entered alone, they were not possessed.

Now they are entering as a group, but the reason is the same.

At this time, Qin Daotu glanced at it and made a new discovery.

Where they were side by side with the large boat, there was another boat quietly parked on the water, and there seemed to be a figure moving on it.

"Huh?"

Just as Qin Daotu was puzzled, Wu Cang walked up to him.

He whispered, "It's the 'salaried bearer'."

At the same time as his words fell, Qin Daotu had already seen the person who came to the guardrail of the ship.

Exactly Tie Ming.

This is...... The corona tribes are also sacrificing, and he also came in?

And what about the others? What about Heber?

Qin Daotu quietly took out the chessboard, glanced at it and was slightly relieved.

The rear wind did not come in.

Immediately, he thought about it, but it was not right - the current state of the rear wind is estimated to be enough.

If he really came in, according to Tie Ming's jealous and hateful appearance, wouldn't he raise all his ashes?

It's a pity.

Just as Qin Daotu was thinking about whether he needed to call Tie Ming over and discuss countermeasures together, he suddenly appeared.

Above the water, there is no wind and waves.

In an instant, four huge walls of waves surrounded the two large ships.

In the middle of the two boats, the river dives underwater, revealing the dry river bottom underneath.

A huge abyss appeared between the two boats.

Above the river, a platform emerged.

On the platform, the waves are onomatopoeia, as if someone is saying something.

"Who dares to disturb the rest of the Yellow River!"

Qin Daotu looked at the figure on the platform, stepped forward and walked to the boat railing.

"Hebo, we are here to want..." Before

he could finish his words, he heard the figure in the light and shadow directly shout:

"Mortal! Hugh has to trespass! "

Ants, I don't want to know about Ru and other small prayers..."

Qin Daotu frowned, this Hebo was even more difficult than he expected.

Sure enough, not all gods are as talkative as the Xiang Monarchs.

This Heber

After Heber's reprimand, he seemed to think of something interesting.

He said, "Although I have no intention of understanding the prayers of Ru and others, since we have already met, I will give you a chance!"

Qin Daotu: "Please also explain." Hebo

: "Wuguan Ru and others, old and young, men and women, if you are willing to sacrifice one person for the Yellow River, I can answer a question from Ru and others..."

Hebo's voice was majestic and sacred, but the meaning revealed in his words was cruel.

Blood sacrifice?

Huh....

Qin Daotu swept his gaze over his teammates and found that although everyone frowned, even the youngest Xiaoding had no fear on his face.

The tacit understanding cultivated over the past few days allowed them to maintain at least basic trust between them.

Although this trust is still somewhat fragile, at least it does not make people worry that they will be abandoned.

For a moment, the field fell silent.

Tie Ming on the opposite ship also had no sound at the moment, but if he understood him according to Qin Daotu, Tie Ming should be now...

Qin Daotu immediately said, "Hebo! Please stop your anger, these are my brothers, dear relatives and friends, I have to add... Ahem, it is impossible to sacrifice blood ... There are other options.

"Be bold!"

Sure enough, after hearing Qin Daotu's answer, Hebo's voice became noticeably cold.

"Ants still dare to talk to God about conditions!"

Qin Daotu was speechless, and he didn't bother to accept this god who opened his mouth and closed his mouth and was a 'mortal' and 'ant'.

He wondered if this Hebo had ever entered the water.

The gap between the painting style and those gods of Chudi is also too big, right?

Just after this thought flashed in his heart, Hebo's voice continued to come.

“...... Then give you a chance, Ru waits for one person to appear on the stage every time, winning is to guard the ring, the descendants are on top, and when they survive to the last person, I can fulfill his wish once! When

the sound fell, I saw steps extending from the edges of the two ships, spreading above the waves to the platform in the middle.

Bloody battles on wheels?

This Hebo is a flower for play!

Now although there are seven people on the bright side of Qin Daotu, there is an iron ming on the opposite side.

But if it really fights, I am afraid that it is not an iron ming that can destroy them all.

However, Qin Daotu was not worried about this.

He held Wang Cheng'an, who was already ready to act, and said, "I'll come first."

Wang Chengan looked at him with some doubt, and then was pulled back by Wu Cang.

Qin Daotu silently stepped on the steps in the waves.

One step, two steps....

As he gradually approached the platform on the central abyss, he could see that Tie Ming was also walking step by step.

It wasn't until the two of them boarded the platform that they saw the shadow shrouded in light and shadow and mist on it.

This Hebo's body looks like a human, but from time to time there are flashes of 'ao', 'fish' and even 'dragon shadow'.

It makes it a little impossible to accurately judge his race for a while.

When Qin Daotu was thinking about this, he listened to Hebo say again.

"Let's start, there is no limit to the means, but anything that can please me can be used, as long as it can take the life of the other party, or... Shoot down the platform and fall into the abyss!

"Now, let's go!"

Unfortunately, after he announced the start, Qin Daotu and Tie Ming on the platform did not move.

The two looked at each other, and the meaning in their eyes was difficult to understand.

Until Heber could not stand their calm.

He reprimanded: "You are limited to three breaths to strike, if you are still stunned like this... Then let's die together! "

Three."

"Two."

"One!"

The countdown ended, and the angry Hebo had not yet moved, but Qin Daotu and Tie Ming moved extremely synchronously!

A small bow with a large palm suddenly appeared in Tie Ming's hand, and a pinch of flame was placed on the bowstring.

Qin Daotu was bathed in the river of stars, and the light condensed.

A sword qi wrapped in starlight and death brewed in his palm.