"Gah!" Wang Hu's bald-tailed bird exclaimed, this blood god spear turned out to be Nima's essence, it is estimated that it was because the time of the blood god was too long, and after the machine spirit had spiritual wisdom by chance, he instinctively regarded himself as the blood god!

And the black blood on the gun doesn't look like a good thing, and it probably has some influence on the spirit of this blood god spear, causing this guy to look like a villain now!

"Lord Blood God, please ask the Blood God for a few more days, the amount of blood food you want is too large, and the tribe can't collect it for a while, but Lord Blood God don't worry, we will definitely be able to get it together in another month!"

"Hmph, I've been waiting for two months, and I'm not ready yet, damn it!" The blood god's voice was cold with a hint of madness, and the blood light on his body flashed violently, and it actually drilled directly into the old patriarch's body!

The next moment, the old patriarch opened his eyes suddenly, but his eyes turned bloody, and he looked at the countless people kneeling on the ground below with extreme indifference, and said a little crazy: "I am the blood god, wait for the inferior people, tremble to your heart's content!"

"Lord Blood God, spare your life, spare your life!" The people in the tribe who came with the old patriarch below lowered their heads, eager to plunge directly into the soil, and their bodies trembled violently as the guy above said!

"Roar!" The blood in the old village chief's eyes was even worse, and he suddenly opened his mouth and roared at the countless people below, and then sucked it hard!

Suddenly, all the blood-colored mist on everyone's bodies was inhaled into the mouth of the old village chief, and the old village chief's pale face suddenly turned ruddy.

"Hmph, this is a punishment for you, if my offerings are not available at the end of next month, you are ready to continue to bear the wrath of the Blood God!" With that voice coming, the blood light flashed, and the old patriarch's eyes softened directly to the ground, and a blood light **** came out of his body and directly entered the blood god spear!

"It turns out that the blood god power on this old man's body came from this, and it was not cultivated by him, no wonder I felt strange before!"

The bald-tailed bird that Wang Hu had transformed into looked at the old patriarch who had fallen to the ground and muttered to himself, but when he turned his head to look at the Blood God Spear, his eyes were a little solemn.

This guy uses the magic power of the blood god, Blood Devouring, but the Blood Devouring he uses seems to be a little different from what he knows, he not only devoured the blood power of these people, but also devoured the negative emotions on their bodies into his body!

What kind of mutation happened to this guy, he can even absorb negative emotions and strengthen his body, and the spirit of this blood god spear doesn't look powerful, it seems that he hasn't woken up for a long time, so how did he recover in the first place?

Wang Hu frowned, turned his head to look at the group of people who were still kneeling on the ground and trembling, until now there are still wisps of blood and qi on these people, carrying all kinds of negative emotions that have been absorbed by the existence in the Blood God Spear!

Wang Hu already had some understanding in his heart when he saw this, his eyes suddenly showed some pity when he looked at the group of people underground, if Wang Hu didn't guess wrong, the reason for the current situation was actually the Blood God Tribe itself.

Wang Hu guessed that a long, long time ago, when the Blood God Spear first fell here, the spirit inside must have been scattered, and even if there was a spirit, it was still asleep, but with the long sacrifice, kneeling, and praying of the people of the Blood God Tribe.

Or complaining, cursing, and confiding in front of the Blood God Spear, all kinds of ** that it is difficult for them to tell in front of people, these negative emotions are unconsciously absorbed by the existence in the Blood God Spear, and then slowly recover, resulting in the current situation, if it continues, it can only be the Blood God Tribe itself that will be buried in the end!

"It's really better to ask God than to ask for yourself!" Wang Hu shook his head, the famous words of the previous life are vividly expressed here!

Suddenly, Wang Hu's eyes moved, and he looked at the side of him who was kneeling on the ground by his parents, but he was looking up at the little bell of the Blood God Spear all the time!

"You're a bad guy!" the little bell suddenly stood up and looked at the Blood God Spear, his little face tensed tightly, and his little fists clenched tightly, as if he was going to rush forward in the next moment!

This completely frightened everyone in the tribe, and her parents who knelt beside the little bell were directly frightened, and two young people next to them who reacted quickly rushed towards the little bell, and wanted to rush up to cover her mouth.

However, the temperament of the little bell at this moment has completely changed, and the two of them were blocked by an invisible barrier in front of her before they rushed close, and they were ejected far away with a bang!

"Huh!" Wang Hu sighed lightly, looking at the two young men who were knocked away with surprise on his face, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, which was the same as the power that trapped him, and suddenly Wang Hu's brain moved and thought of a power that matched the current characteristics, spiritual power.

But if it is really spiritual power, then the spiritual power of the little girl in front of her is a little too terrifying, turning into essence This is the sign of the spiritual power of a saint! Thinking of this, Wang Hu's gaze was suddenly a little shocked, no wonder he couldn't notice it before, he was trapped next to the little bell and it was difficult to move a bit!

"Bad guy!" The little bell didn't look at the two young men who were knocked away, her mouth pursed tightly, she raised her foot and took a small step forward, but with this step, the little girl stepped out directly, standing on the high sky and looking at the Blood God Spear condescendingly!

"Bad guys, bad guys, bad guys!" Little Bell's mood was very unstable at the moment, in Wang Hu's eyes, with Little Bell as the center, a huge storm suddenly roared in all directions, this is a spiritual storm, and everything that is covered in it will be torn to pieces!

Whether it was the so-called blood god in the Blood God Spear, or the countless tribes below, even Little Bell's parents were stunned at the moment looking at Little Bell at the center of the storm!

"Good opportunity!" Wang Hu's eyes lit up, the little bell's mental power was so unstable at the moment, it was a good opportunity for him to break out of her confinement!

However, looking at the area below that even the space had become distorted and was wrapped in the small bell's spiritual power storm, Wang Hu's heart became cold again in an instant, how could Nima's own small body withstand the bombardment of such violent spiritual power!

"No matter, give it a try! You can't be trapped around a weird little girl for the rest of your life!" Wang Hu gritted his teeth violently, and the bald-tailed bird he had transformed into flapped its wings and flew towards the sky!

Sure enough, as expected, the spiritual power imprisonment blessed by the little bell on his body was easily broken through by Wang Hu, but the next moment, a huge spiritual power storm like a tsunami suddenly came on his back, and Wang Hu suddenly felt that he was like a small sailboat in the sea, and he was blown to the ground in an instant!

"Is this the level of the saint's spiritual power, it's really powerful!" Wang Hu muttered with a wry smile, his mind was muddy, and his eyes began to droop, as if he was going to be overwhelmed by the sea of spiritual power in the next moment!

At the last moment, Wang Hu glanced at it, as if he saw a small world directly below the spiritual storm, and the blood wolves he had been looking for for a long time, and a blood-red spear were facing each other in that small world!