Chapter 1216： Blood sacrifice to the Dragon God

The forbidden area of ​​Long Island was originally intended to restrain the uncontrolled atavists in the ethnic group.

Don't look at this as just an unremarkable lake. In fact, the bottom of the lake is buried with the corpses of the ancestors of Long Island who have died for tens of millions of years.

To a certain extent, these corpses are implicated in the spirits of the ancestors of the dead Dragon Island, so they have very powerful power.

When these forces come together, they can be awakened by the bloodline of the clansmen of Long Island to suppress the people they want to lock.

However, the power of the corpses of the ancestors also wears off with the passage of time.

The blood of people with pure bloodline can supplement their strength.

It can be said that as long as there are people with pure bloodlines, the forbidden area of ​​Long Island can suppress those they want to suppress.

Although the forbidden land has existed for a long time, there are very few clansmen who are really sealed under the forbidden land.

The descendants of Long Island are difficult, and the overall number of the clan is not too large, so under normal circumstances, it is not a particularly serious situation, and they will not use the situation to suppress their clan.

Snow White is probably the only atavist who did nothing but suffered this hardship.

After all, in the entire ethnic group of Long Island, there are very few people who play tricks and tricks, so that Bai Xue is not prepared at all.

What's more, the people who framed and designed her were supported by her.

"Your Majesty, we will surely free you."

Now there are only a few left in the group, the elders with high morals, if they want to free Bai Xue from the seal of the forbidden area, there is only one way to go, and that is to destroy the corpses of the ancestors under the forbidden area.

In the long river of time, the corpses of the ancestors have passed more and more power, and although it is difficult to destroy, it is not impossible.

The most rare thing is the blood of the lost clansmen entangled in the corpses of the ancestors, which are the blood of the extremely pure clansmen.

Moreover, those people died on the battlefield and died of the betrayal of their companions, and they contained grievances themselves. These grievances, along with the blood, were entangled in the corpses, which made the corpse's imprisonment for Bai Xue even deeper.

So if they want to unlock the seal, they must first clean up the grievances from the blood of their fellow corpses.

The most simple and rude method is to also water it with blood.

These blood cannot come from the same clan, but only from others, and the number should be large.

Making this decision is tantamount to creating a massacre.

These elders of Kelong Island had no choice.

The Holy See has already begun to make a move. If they can't die and save Bai Xue directly from the seal, they may be greeted with endless disasters.

Besides, there is revenge for grievances, revenge for revenge, and they have always fought against each other on Longdao.

The old man with white hair and beard knelt in front of the deep blue lake for a long time, waiting until the sunset and stars changed before leaving.

...

"come out!"

Lin Ming, who was closing his eyes and resting, was suddenly dazzled by the dazzling sunlight. He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes slightly, and was violently pulled up by someone.

Before he could figure out the situation, he was pulled into the sunlight from the small dark room where there was no daylight.

Like him, there were also many people who were described as embarrassed.

But his overall mental state looks much better in comparison, at least he doesn't have that kind of punching and kicking close.

Lin Ming glanced at the outside environment from the corner of his eye, and was covered by a black cloth bag.

Fortunately, his vision was able to see through the cloth bag, and it didn't affect him very much. He followed the man who was dragging him calmly.

Watching them drive away pigs and sheep, they arranged the group in a certain order and tied their wrists with ropes.

It seems to prevent these people from escaping. After tying them with ropes, those people still felt that it was not enough. They took out the injections that had been put in Lin Ming before, and gave each of them an injection.

After a short recuperation, Lin Ming's body had recovered somewhat. Those injections had little effect on him. As soon as the medicinal power of the injections entered his body, it was dissipated by the ferocious source.

Even so, he still pretended to be weak like those who received the medicine, and let these people pull them into the depths of the jungle by holding the rope.

"Isn't that where I came from? There doesn't seem to be anything in it. It's deserted except for a blue lake."

Just when he was puzzled, the person who escorted them stopped at the edge of the dense forest, and then an extraordinarily fierce breath approached quickly from not far away.

Lin Ming felt the ferocious aura, and he quickly became vigilant. His right hand was gently held, and if there was anything wrong later, he would be able to break free and escape.

The ferocious aura was getting closer, it was an old man with white hair but a little red, he was majestic, and his eyebrows exuded a temperament of not anger and self-possession.

Lin Ming's eyes narrowed.

The visitor is actually a master?

Isn't that saying that masters are rare in the world?

The one in front of him is a real master, not forcibly promoted like he did before.

"You go back, just leave it to me here."

Lin Ming didn't dare to move, for fear of attracting this person's attention, only to hear him instructing those who were around the dense forest in a full-bodied voice.

Tightly, Lin Ming followed the group carefully, and slowly walked into the depths of the dense forest, to the edge of the empty blue lake.

The edge of the blue lake is an extraordinarily empty area, where no grass grows, but at this moment, there is an elevated shelf like an altar in this open space.

There was also an old man standing on the building that looked like an altar. The wrinkles between the old man's eyebrows were very deep, and what was even more impressive was his breath, which was exactly the same as the old man who brought them.

Even a master.

When did the martial artist in the Grandmaster Realm look like Chinese cabbage, so easy to see.

Lin Ming was not sure whether his small movements would be discovered under the eyes of these two peerless masters, so he became more and more cautious.

He watched silently as the old man on the high platform knelt down, and then walked on the altar with strange steps, dancing with his hands.

The dance steps and dances looked crazy and solemn, with a savage atmosphere from the great wilderness, revealing a full sense of power.

When the drums beside the altar stopped, the old man standing on the high platform waved lightly.

"let's start."

When Lin Ming saw a person, he was dragged directly to the altar by the old man with a little red hair, and then he broke his head and threw it into the lake like a dead fish.

The head of the person whose head was twisted off was separated, and the blood fell into the blue lake like sprayed ink.

Lin Ming was suddenly shocked.

It turned out that the people who were brought here were all cannon fodder for death, the altar, the singing and dancing seemed to be some kind of mysterious ceremony.

Cold sweat ran directly to his forehead.