Museum of Demons

The vision on the altar gradually disappeared.

Wu Yu stood alone in this quaint place of sacrifice, the long wind that has not changed for thousands of years blew over the cracked steps, making a deep roar, everything was like a fantasy dream, if he didn't have this one full of water in his hands Divine decree, if he didn't have the last name in his ears, then he would never believe what he just experienced.

Wu Yu subconsciously clenched the order in his hand, and the words on it glowed.

An extremely lofty air mechanism lingers on it.

Like ghosts and gods.

No, that is ghosts and gods.

It took a long time for Wu Yu to come back to his senses. He carefully put away the decree from the gods, calmed down his mood, and returned to Chaoge City step by step. After 3,000 years of reproduction, the original Chaoge has grown to the size of a small country.

However, generations have experienced fighting with strange beasts from mountains and seas, and the people here were unable to expand outwards, and eventually maintained a balanced state similar to a city-state fortress, centered on the ancient Chaoge City, surrounded by a fortress and acropolis.

In the city, there are bronze mechanism beasts created from the bones of giant mountain and sea beasts and the bronze infiltrated by the blood of these legendary and mythical creatures, patrolling on foot to prevent the attacks of fierce beasts.

Wu Yu's mood gradually calmed down.

The common people of the Shang Dynasty along the road looked hurried, with some joyful and some sorrowful in their faces. Wu Yu remembered that today was the time when the team came back from hunting exotic animals. It was like this every time. It is already the greatest luck, but some can only bring back weapons.

He saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl crying bitterly holding her father's weapon.

I also saw the white-haired old man walking back from the outing team with his head held high, holding the prey in his hand. His son had already died in the battle with the beast, and he took his son's weapon and stepped into the Outland to seek revenge.

Blood, crying, struggling, this is Chaoge.

The language these people communicate with is a simpler tone, which is different from the words of witchcraft used in sacrifices. The former is gradually changed from generation to generation, while the latter is passed down from generation to generation from the Three Emperors and Five Emperors. According to legend, it can make people The language of communication with God.

Compared with the solemn and obscure latter, the former gave him a more familiar and warm feeling.

Wu Yu glanced at these pictures and strengthened his determination. He put on his hood and hurried to the ancestor mountain where they were sacrificed. Their ancestor Shang Tang wrote the soup oath here to crusade against the legendary Jie. Generations of kings have worshiped all things in the world on the top of this mountain.

When Emperor Xin sent Chaoge City away, he also sent the ancestral line of King Shang.

He obviously didn't want this mountain to be humiliated.

Wu Yu is a sorcerer, and he is qualified to enter here. He calmly nodded to the warriors who finished here, and walked to the highest point step by step. After praying devoutly to the ancestors of the past generations, he took out the edict from his arms. , and then put it into the place where the gods were originally worshipped.

He was worried about how to hide it before, but when the edict came into contact with this mountain with a long history, the words on it emitted a stream of light, and then turned into fine dust, submerged under the mountain. Wu Yu felt both disappointed and a little Instinctively remorseful, but quickly settled down.

In any case, there is no turning back.

Wu Yu settled down, and there was only one last step left, to make all the worshipers shout their names during the next sacrifice, this matter was far more difficult than putting the edict into the ancestral land. As long as he is cautious and looking for opportunities, he can always do it. The former involves too many people and needs to convince the clan elders.

In other words, the grand master in ancient times.

Wu Yu hesitated and struggled, but chose to find the past. When he passed, the gray-haired but powerful old man was pulling a bound ferocious beast over. Today is the time for hunting and harvesting. The beast was killed to prepare for the next sacrifice.

Wu Yu entered the courtyard and said, Grand Master.

The old man glanced at him, as if he could see something from this no longer young sorcerer, but he didn't say anything, he just said plainly: Come here, sit down.

Um.

I heard that you had a fight with Fei Yu and the others?

……yes.

The old grand master didn't continue to ask, she was silent for a while, just shook her head, and said: Let's not talk about it, you came to me this time, is there something for you? Let's just say it, heh... you said it before. I can’t keep things hidden in my heart.”

As he spoke, he tried to bleed the beast, but it never succeeded.

This is a Qiongqi, more precisely, it is a ferocious beast mixed with a trace of Qiongqi's blood, which can be accurately recorded by King Yu and his subjects in the distant ancient times, and it is the strongest individual of each race , Now thousands of years have passed, and the vicissitudes of life have left many descendants.

These descendants may not have the power of their ancestors, but at least they are very similar in appearance. This Qiongqi descendant is a ferocious beast with a huge body and two wings.

The old master is old, and he can't suppress this fierce beast for a while.

Wu Yu helped, and the two of them worked together to suppress the Qiongqi descendant. Wu Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a low voice: I remember, there will be a sacrifice ten days later, Grand Master, when I was reading ancient books, I found a new ritual prayer, which involves an ancient existence, should we try to add this sentence? It may have an effect.

A new prayer? Ancient existence?

The grand master glanced at him, shook his head as expected, and said: Our current prayers have been tested from generation to generation, and all of them are the most effective. If you find prayers that you have never seen in ancient books, you may It must have been discarded and no longer used.”

This is no child's play.

Each sacrifice consumes a lot of prey, which means that many clansmen are injured and killed in battle. The specifications and rituals cannot be easily changed.

Wu Yu guessed the Grand Master's answer in advance, and was mentally prepared, but he still felt disappointed and regretful when the matter came to an end.

He gritted his teeth, took a step forward, and said in a low voice, Try once, even just once?

There was no room for negotiation in the old man's answer, and he refused again: No.

We're running out of room to try that.

He took the bronze short sword with the pattern of black bird flapping wings on the hilt, paused, and asked nonchalantly:

By the way, the words and rituals you said to be added point to an ancient existence. Who is it?

What is your name?

Wu Yu thought, maybe the grand master would know the real body of that person, or maybe it was really the emperor of Shang's generation, so he recalled a little, and replied in the language inherited from the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors: Yuan.

The Grand Master frowned and murmured: Yuan?

He shook his head: I haven't heard of it.

Then he was about to kill Qiongqi, but found that the descendant of Qiongqi suddenly rioted, his pupils opened angrily, and he kept roaring and struggling restlessly, showing a complex emotion of extreme hatred and fear as a whole , The wings flapped, and the strength erupted was so great that it almost flew the old man straight away.

Wu Yu hurriedly supported the old man.

The two vigilantly looked at the front and were very angry, but the fear obviously occupied more descendants of Qiongqi, and they didn't know what was going on for a while. After a while, the expression of the old man changed slightly, and he broke away from Wu Yu's support. Standing up straight, tentatively said:

deep……

? ! !

Qiongqi was obviously terrified, his hair stood on end, he kept roaring and roaring, looking back, it was as if he had encountered a natural enemy or an enemy.

But how could such a ferocious beast have natural enemies?

The old man stepped forward, shouting the name again and again, but the descendant of Qiongqi who was captured alone was frightened and frightened, he couldn't help looking around, irritable, finally the old man took a step forward, pierced Qiongqi's throat with the sword in his hand, and stepped back After two steps, looking at Qiongqi who was killed because of fear and even failed to make an effective resistance, his heart suddenly widened.

He took a long breath, looked at Wu Yu, and said, I agree.

The sacrifice ten days later will add his name to it.

You agreed?

um, yes.

Looking at the dead descendants of Qiongqi, the old man couldn't help but sigh with emotion in a low voice:

It can make such a strange beast from mountains and seas feel fear. This name must be a powerful emperor.

Wu Yu nodded, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. He couldn't help looking forward to ten days later.

Ten days later.

Can the priest get a response? What kind of response will you get?

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