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"Besides, I have already searched, and it seems that apart from the previous formation, there is no trace of the existence of the Holy See of the Oracle!"

Bai Ye spoke eloquently, telling what he had discovered.

Cheng Daoyi was not surprised and obviously knew about it.

"It seems that the Holy See of the Oracle should have other plans!"

"Deal with the matter here as soon as possible, and then start the return journey!"

"Just in case you have long nights and dreams!"

Bai Ye nodded, agreeing with such a plan.

After all, the barbarians are just a threat on the surface, and the oracle Holy See behind them is what makes them afraid!
Moreover, in the current Dagan country, the top combat power has left, and it is time for emptiness.

Still have to go back as soon as possible!
In the end, they decided that Long Shouyi and Cheng Daoyi would go back first, and Bai Ye would stay here to deal with the mess.

……

After a period of time, the entire range of the Wu Clan's residence was in a mess without a good ground.

Below, there are densely packed corpses.

There are barbarians and there are human races.

Of course, the barbarians killed more people.

Nearly [-] barbarian elites, none of them survived!

The blood flowed into a river, exuding a strong smell of blood, which could be smelled even without deliberately sensing it!

Shenwuwei and Anwuwei have left one after another, leaving him here alone.

He floated in the air, looked around the area, and found that there was nothing abnormal except for a little thick blood.

It's just that this blood energy reminded him of some bad things...

Isn't the Holy See the best at blood sacrifices?

So, after long thinking to no avail, he waved his palm.

A blood-red bead slowly condensed in front of him, and finally turned into a ball the size of a fist.

The surrounding blood gas concentration has dropped a bit!
He looked at the ball in his hand, and then at the blood below.

The blood energy here is formed by high-level practitioners, so the richness of the blood energy is far from what it was when the witch clan was slaughtered before.

After he made such a move, the blood gas concentration here was almost reduced by half.

But that's pretty much all there is to it.

Although giving him more time can indeed completely dispel and clear the blood here, but...

It is estimated that it will take a long time!
So he doesn't plan to continue. He still doesn't know what conspiracy the oracle Holy See has in Dagan Kingdom. He has to go back as soon as possible!

A space vortex taller than a person appeared in front of him, Bai Ye took a deep look at the mess here, then turned around and stepped into the vortex.

Here, the tranquility of the past has returned.

Deathly silence!

a long time.

"Crack!" A clear sound broke the silence here.

Under the giant tree destroyed by Bai Ye, several cracks appeared in the space.

The cracks are getting bigger and bigger, as if being kicked open violently.

"Clap!"

With the last violent tremor, the space was kicked away like a mirror.

A huge skeleton crutch first appeared outside the mirror vortex, and then an old man walked out of it.

Followed by a middle-aged man dressed as a barbarian, and a series of men in black robes behind him.

This group of people in black robes wore the standard costumes of the Holy See of the Oracle, and their entire heads were covered with black cloth, so their faces could not be seen clearly.

"High Priest..." After Huchar came out, he sensed it, then frowned, and looked at the old man next to him.

This is the person whose arm was torn off by Bai Ye at the entrance of Shenwu Academy!
It just seems that both of them are intact, and I don't know what method was used to restore them.

Hu Char looked around, paused and continued.

"The blood gas concentration here may not be enough."

"But it shouldn't be..."

"I see!" The old man known as the high priest interrupted directly.

He probably understood what was going on.

Theoretically speaking, it is impossible for so many high-level cultivators to have such thin blood!
Then the facts are obvious, it should be the hands and feet of the people from the Dagan Kingdom!

that man...

His eyes swept over the giant tree that had been neatly cut off, and there was still an amazing saber intent left on it!
Sure enough, my decision to avoid confronting this person as much as possible...was right!

Not only is it powerful, but it is also very scheming!
"It's really cautious..."

He looked at the much thinner blood around him, and guessed that this person should have done something.

He obviously didn't know their specific plan, but out of caution, he still weakened the vitality here by nearly half!

It is really troublesome for such people to exist in Dagan Country!
However, there is no way to deal with it.

Before that...

"Go." He nodded slightly and waved his hand.

"Yes! High Priest!"

Huchar responded respectfully, and then slowly walked out of the open space with the man in black behind him.

After directing the group of people to form a circle, he took out a black and red transparent ball in his hand!

This is the insurance measure they planned this time!

They had long expected that because the blood energy here was too strong, it was likely to be noticed by the people of Dagan Kingdom, so they had this thing.

A ball that condenses an unknown amount of blood!

"The high priest really knows things like a god!"

Huchar admired in his heart, and admired the high priest's methods even more.

The things contained in this blood energy bead should be enough to replenish the weakened blood energy here.

Although most of these blood qi are generated by the low-level existence of the barbarians, the victory lies in the large amount!

That's right!

While the barbarians were carrying out their plan, they took advantage of the retreat and slaughtered all the old, weak, women and children of the other barbarians!

In this regard, he has no psychological pressure at all.

It's just an uncivilized barbarian in the barren land, to him it's no different from a ferocious beast!
after all……

He is walking in the world on behalf of the gods... Lord Angel!
Therefore, using the lives of some untouchables to fulfill the supreme glory of the Lord, these people should feel honored!
"Crack!"

As he thought about it, he kept moving his hand, directly crushing the ball of blood in his hand.

The rich blood energy immediately escaped, and the originally thin environment became thicker.

To this extent...

Definitely enough!

"let's start……"

"Blood Spirit!"

Huchar looked at a shorter person among the group of men in black robes.

After hearing his voice, the person stepped out from the crowd and came to the middle of the enclosed field.

Under the cover of the black robe, the thin body was covered, only a pair of thin arms were exposed.

After the man in black came to the middle, he slowly crawled down.

He knelt down on his knees, resting his forehead on the cold and gravel ground, with his hands outstretched, facing the sky, just like a most sincere believer.

"very good!"

Seeing this, Huchar nodded with satisfaction, and something appeared in his hand again.

A white feather, the holy light is like a bright light in the dark, people can't help but worship.

The pure breath is like a girl bathing in the morning glow, which makes people feel no disrespect.

After Huchar saw this thing, his eyes changed!
It's getting a little weird!

The power of faith emanating from this white feather made his face look pious and holy.

After all, this is...

The complete Feather of Faith!
Huchar reverently held the Feather of Faith in his palm, and then lightly pinched his palm, and the feather immediately turned into dots of white stars and landed on the black-robed man in the middle of the field.

"The glory of the Lord will eventually reappear in the world!"

"The gods... will guide us to the world of ultimate bliss!"

As Huchar yelled morbidly, the rest of the men in black also repeated it.

Beside the broken sacred tree, devout believers in black robes were praying, and there seemed to be a strange aura in the air!

In the enclosed area, the man in black robe slowly raised his head, bathed in white holy light.

Hands facing the sky, lifting upwards, as if enjoying something.

The robe on his body rotates automatically without wind.

"Pfft!"

As the spirit wind became more and more intense, the black cloth on the man's head fell off, revealing a tender face.

If Bai Ye was here at this time, he would be able to recognize it at a glance.

This believer of the Holy See of the Oracle, with some pockmarked blood spirits on his face, has another name...

Su Xiaoyun!