In fact, all the believers are in a similar situation to the Caohai tribe, and what they want from the true god is some "blessings." And the true God is only trying to collect sacrifices from the believers. Believers naturally have a fear of the true God, but they have absolutely nothing to do with true "faith."

There has always been a popular saying in the Western Regions that the more novel the sacrifice, the more it can please the true gods.

After Wu Luo heard this statement, he guessed that Liu Tianwei and the others were afraid that most of them would be used as sacrifices in the Western Regions, and what was more strange and novel than a group of human races?

Of course, the premise of this speculation is that Liu Tianwei and they are still alive.

And Wu Luo estimated that the sacrifice of the Caohai tribe this time was rejected by the "true god" because the sacrifice was not rare enough.

Wu Luo listened as he walked, and suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the lightning. The lightning was about to rise, and he was pulled by him, and he was very surprised, looking at Wu Luo, Wu Luo was unchanged.

The other people next to him, including the steel hammer, crashed into an invisible wall with a bang, the steel hammer weighed the most, the impact was the strongest, and the rebound was also the most serious, and the upper body of a stumbling body fell backwards, fortunately, his divine power was amazing, but his feet were nailed to the ground like nails, and with a loud roar, he used a kung fu similar to the "iron plate bridge" of a mortal warrior, and he was alive.

As soon as the steel hammer stood firm, he immediately pulled down the big hammer on his back with a whoosh, and roared: "Who dares to plot against your steel hammer uncle?"

"Hmph!" A cold laugh came, and in an instant, it refracted and oscillated back and forth on the vast grassland, and the steel hammer looked at several places in a row, but he didn't find anyone laughing, he knew that he had met a strong opponent this time, his face was much more solemn, and the sledgehammer in his hand was held tighter.

Lightning glanced at Wu Luo differently: How did this person know that there was an ambush ahead?

In fact, what surprised Lightning the most was not that Wu Luo perceived an invisible force wall in advance, but Wu Luo's light demeanor.

It seems that being able to perceive in advance is not a great skill. But actually. The most elite warriors of the Caohai tribe were all here, and no one including him lightning sensed it in advance.

Lightning faintly wondered: Is this wandering witch clan really as simple as it seems?

"Someone, hide your head and show your tail, get out of here for me! Otherwise, this wild war hammer in the hands of your grandfather Steel Hammer is not used to scare children!" "Steel Hammer?

The cold voice said. This time, voices seemed to come from all directions at the same time, and the hammer was concentrated, but still couldn't find the enemy.

His whole body strength was raised to the highest, and he said vigilantly: "It is the first warrior of the Caohai tribe, the steel hammer!"

At this time, Lightning didn't have time to bother with him.

Lightning also can't find where the enemy is. The most terrible thing is to not see the enemy. He still put his hands behind his back, looking calm and calm, but in fact, between the index fingers of his hands, there were constantly flashes of crimson electric sparks. As soon as he locks on to an enemy, he will immediately burst into flames and deliver his most swift blow.

"The first warrior of the Gehai tribe?、。 The cold voice was full of disdain: "You Caohai tribe, you don't honestly shrink into your own territory, when did you dare to swagger into the territory of our Tree King tribe so much?"

Whose territory is here, both lightning and steel hammer are clear. It's not surprising to be discovered.

Steelhammer said vigilantly: "Your Excellency is someone from the Tree King tribe? ”

"Hey!" the voice sneered, and a figure suddenly appeared next to a long piece of grass. Almost as soon as the figure appeared, Hammer attacked with a roar.

"Boom!"

A huge hammer slammed into the air, and the powerful magic power exploded into a brilliant purple and cyan light. The air was squeezed by the swing of a powerful sledgehammer, sending out a series of tiny electric streaks and crackling sounds.

"Boom!" left a deep pit in the ground, and Hammer was overjoyed: "Go die"

But before he could finish shouting, he suddenly lost his voice. Followed by. A strange picture appeared in front of everyone, the tall and powerful steel hammer was actually choked by a hand and slowly lifted up.

The hand that held the hammer's neck was enormous, each finger as thick as a child's arm. Such a big hand has a terrifying master.

The man was more than a foot long, and even the steel hammer stood in front of him, and he was half a cut shorter.

The limbs of the hammer struggled in vain in the air, and in the hands of the giant, the mighty hammer seemed like a chicken powerless under the talons of an eagle.

Lightning took a sharp step forward, shook his hands, and two crimson balls appeared in his palms, and without saying a word, he threw them at the giant, not caring whether the hammer was alive or dead.

The giant raised his other hand, and an illusory insect shadow rose into the air, the insect shadow was in the shape of a beetle, getting bigger and bigger, to the size of a calf, suddenly opened a mouth, spit out two sickle-like sharp teeth, and there was a sound of gold and iron resonating between opening and closing, and quickly swallowed the two electric balls of lightning.

Lightning was taken aback, and couldn't help but take a step back: "Knife Cup, you are the number one warrior of the Tree King Tribe, Hong Lei!"

"Hoha" the man laughed, "just remembered that it was me?"

Lightning looked at the steel hammer whose face gradually turned from black to blue, his face became extremely solemn, his left hand clenched into a fist, his thumb pointed to the mouth of xiōng, and asked with a common etiquette in the Western Regions: "Your Excellency Hong Lei, we are passing through your realm, we are really helpless, and please be merciful to your subordinates, we are willing to send a nine-grade cup worm as a travel fee." ”

"Jiupin Cup Worm?" Hong Lei sneered, his huge body burst out with astonishing agility, and a warrior like Lightning, who was good at speed, didn't see how he moved, and Hong Lei was already standing in front of him.

Hong Lei was born with a pair of blood pupils, which was particularly terrifying, his face was covered with black tattoos, and he slowly bent down: "It's a pity, someone spent the price of a four-grade cup worm and asked me to slaughter the two of you, otherwise, you think that with you two little reptiles, it is worth my Hong Lei's dispatch?"

The lightning sweated like pulp, his face was extremely ugly, and the blood on his face collapsed, like earthworms crawling under the skin.

He wanted to run, but he couldn't.

Hong Lei's knife cup, the huge insect shadow didn't know when it had shrouded over his head.

The hierarchical division of the Western Regions... It is divided into nine grades. The lowest is a nine-rank shaman, and the highest is a one-rank. Further up, the higher-level strokes... points, not measured by the product level.

Lightning and Steel Hammer are both third-rank wizards, while Hong Lei is a first-rank wizard. There is too much difference in level, plus Hong Lei has been a first-rank wizard for decades, and Lightning and Steel Hammer have just been promoted to third-rank not long ago, and the gap between the two sides is a heavenly moat. Lightning and Hammer join forces,

is also vulnerable in front of Hong Lei.

The pressure was getting stronger, and Lightning felt as if the blood in his body was about to burst out of his veins, and his eyeballs were about to splash out.

Hong Lei laughed, grabbed the lightning as well, and pinched the two most powerful sorcerers of the Caohai tribe with both hands, Hong Lei shook his big head: "It's too weak, it's really boring."

Wu Luo looked at Hong Lei, he could not save these two people. There is no doubt that Hong Lei's Tree King tribe is even more powerful, as long as he shows his strength a little, he can easily let Hong Lei treat him as a guest and invite him back to the Tree King tribe.

But Wu Luo didn't plan to do that, because ......

Wu Luo stepped forward slowly, and wanted to pat Hong Lei's shoulder gently, but this guy was too sent, Wu Luo raised his hand and put it down with a very hard blow. Wu Luo is also eight feet tall, but he is compared to a pervert like Hong Lei...... Or don't compare.

He mō mō chin, there is nothing to say, do it.

Hong Lei seemed to see his intentions, holding the two most powerful warriors of the Caohai tribe in his hands, but his eyes were fixed on Wu Luo. Among a pair of blood pupils, the red luǒluǒ are all disdainful.

"Little one, do you think I won't have the strength to deal with you if I control the two of them?"

"Do you know that the people of the blood pupil are inherently ominous, and I have been disliked since I was born, but I still go all the way like this, until now, I have become the number one warrior of the Tree King Tribe!"

Wu Luo sighed: "I haven't heard of the word that the blood pupil is ominous, but I think this statement is very reasonable, because for you, it is indeed very ominous. ”

He raised his hand slightly, and Hong Lei felt the feeling of lightning just now.

A huge pressure hung over the sky overhead. He wanted to move, but he couldn't. On Wu Luo's body, there didn't seem to be a trace of magic power, and the palm of his hand was gently pressed on Hong Lei's waist.

A dark golden palm print appeared there.

Wu Luo withdrew his hand and silently stepped aside.

Hong Lei felt that the pressure that filled the entire heaven and earth suddenly disappeared, but there was an indescribable painful feeling in the body.

As soon as he let go of his hands, lightning and steel hammer fell.

The two of them gasped for breath and collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

Hong Lei roared wildly, and his hands fiercely covered the dark gold palm print, as if he wanted to deduct this palm print from his body!

His mountain-like muscles surged like a tide, sending a steady stream of power from all over his body to the dark gold palm print, but to no avail. The dark gold palm pattern is jet black and shiny, exuding a faint metallic luster.

"Ahh

Hong Lei screamed in pain.

He has been discriminated against since he was a child because of his blood pupils, and the steely will he has exercised supports him at this time and makes him grit his teeth and persevere.

The skin on his body was soaked with sweat in the blink of an eye, but he only lasted less than ten breaths before he howled miserably, fell to the ground and twisted and rolled. ！。