I'm going to make a god

Even if Ye Xiaobai swears that it is a short section he intercepted from the fighting skills of the young dragon clan, Gong Qianzhong does not believe that the dance picture of the big lizard flicking its tail can really be used for sacrifice.

However, Gong Qianzhong was confident. He felt that with his and Ye Xiaobai's strength, it shouldn't be a big problem to deal with the two remnant souls.

Mi's original idea was that the whole clan would dance this lizard dance together, but the players elected Mr. Fang as a representative, saying that this dance was too high-end, and they, rookies, could not understand the beauty and strength of such a dance, and expressed their willingness to Places are given to those who want to jump.

After hearing about it, Mi felt regretful, because after Bai Wu's explanation, among the [-] people in the whole tribe, only three of them could actually jump down!

Yes, there are only three people, one is himself, one is Chi, and the other is actually the middle-aged man with a broken arm who was pushing the wooden thorn. His name is Zhe.

This dance is divided into twelve movements. Each movement has three postures. There are 36 postures in total. It takes about a quarter of an hour to dance coherently according to the weird rhythm. It looks very simple, but it is very difficult to actually do it. .

Mi and Chi were able to barely support the jump purely by relying on these years of training and fighting. Zhe broke his arm. In order to survive, he could only increase the pressure and torture on the body and restore the body's balance mechanism. The legs or one hand supported the whole body, so it succeeded instead.

With such a high elimination rate, Mi couldn't help but pull the old man Fang to sell Amway: "As long as you join the tribe, you are a member of our tribe. Don't be so famous, take it back and practice hard, maybe you can succeed? Knowing that you can dance a sacrificial dance during the sacrificial ceremony is a display of your status."

Old man Fang murmured in his heart, what status do they want, they can still drink millet porridge when they are offline, there is not even bran here!

But Midu said so, and old man Fang discussed it with the players again. The general idea is that I know you are too ugly and don't want to dance, but even if you don't want to dance, it is an ancient dance anyway. It's good to take it back and learn some knowledge.

So some interested players took the information and went back to ponder.

About ten days later, Gong Qianzhong and Ye Xiaobai got ready, and Ye Xiaobai did some divination, chose an auspicious day, and set a specific time for the sacrifice.

Although the two witches didn't ask for sacrifices, Mi still caught a few clansmen who hadn't finished their work and tied them up as sacrifices according to the custom. The eyes of all the players were so horrified that as long as the witch gave an order, those few people It's like really peeling, so they work more quickly

The decorations required by the witch were also placed around the altar. According to the regulations, all clansmen had to stand three meters away from the altar. Exquisite and weird runes were drawn with blood from two meters up to the altar, including secret Inside, no one dared to take a second look.

The last player who came together out of curiosity has died and gone offline, so the remaining players are also very good.

Gong Qianzhong and Ye Xiaobai didn't want to expose their appearance to too many players. In the end, they chose to stand on a little girl, the little girl who was the last one in the three-talent formation. Her name is Ju.

Xiao was very sad because of this, she thought she had lost Wu's love.

It was Gong Qianzhong who said casually: "You are more famous in the tribe. If you disappear on the day of the sacrifice, it will be easy to attract attention."

This made Xiao feel much better.

Orange wore the most beautiful linen skirt today, her feet were bare, and the wide sleeves covered her hands and feet. The big white goose stood on Orange's head with one leg, and the palace squirrel stood on the head of the big white goose. He wore a wide cloak and hood to block himself and the big white goose, and Ju put on a ghost-like mask on his face, so that no one could see that the witch in the Dragon Tribe was a little girl + a big white goose + a squirrel The combination.

Ju's task today is very simple, according to the pre-rehearsal, just stand in a specific position at a specific time.

Everything was ready, everyone took their positions, everyone stood around the altar under the leadership of Mi, the little girl Ju took a deep breath, and walked towards the passage.

Everyone looked at Ju, and the players couldn't help but look at each other when they looked at this skinny witch who looked like a hemp stick. They had too many flaws in their hearts, but they didn't dare to whisper at this moment, so they could only exchange weird words with each other. eyes.

Is this really a witch?No wonder no one has found it before, it turned out to be so thin and small.

When Tachibana walked around the altar and finally stood on the steps in front of the altar, there was a moment of silence.

Gong Squirrel said: "Today is a great day for our Dragon Tribe to worship. With the blessing of the Dragon God, our Dragon Tribe will surely be passed down from generation to generation!"

Everyone: "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The players were driven by the roars of the tribesmen, and hundreds of people roared together. The loud, violent and sturdy roars echoed in the forest until Ju stretched out his hands and pressed them under the sign of the big white goose.

Everyone shut up and looked at Tachibana at the same time.

Gong Squirrel continued: "Today we gather here to worship our common ancestors and totems, may our ancestors bless us, and may our totems last forever!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and those guys who were tied up into rice dumplings were pushed down in front of the altar.

Mi was about to ask Chi to kill these guys as sacrifices, when Gong Qianzhong asked: "What merits do these people have?"

Mi: "... Huh?" Merit?These few are all bastards who have ulterior motives or don't work hard and deliberately find trouble.

Gong Qianzhong waved his hand: "Catch it, the totem does not need sinners to sacrifice, they are not worthy." The first time to recruit dead souls, and then get some blood from resentful people, wouldn't this obviously increase the buff for the enemy.

Gong Qianzhong's reason is in line with the logic of Mi and the others, but... Mi feels a little troubled, should he make a meritorious clan member as a sacrifice?

"As I said before, you don't need to prepare sacrifices." Gong Qianzhong said, a black ball fell from under Ye Xiaobai's wings, and it just hit Ju's hand.

"Because we're ready."

Only then did Mi let out a sigh of relief, and Ju was caught off guard that there was something in her palm, and she almost threw it out. Now that she heard the witch on her head say so, she naturally stretched out her hand knowingly, revealing the thing in her palm.

It was a dark, eggshell-like thing that exuded an ominous aura.

According to Gong Qianzhong's instructions, Tachibana placed the eggshell and a feather in the center of the altar, then she stood on the altar and looked at Mi, and Mi understood, calling Chi, Zhe and a person named Zhang to stand up.

Although the lizard dance was criticized by all the players, there are still many capable players among the players. One player actually jumped out successfully. Basic combat skills version 1.0, this buddy is very happy.

When other people found out, they quickly took the slate to learn, but no one learned it.

It turns out that in reality, this Zhang is actually an Uncle Zhang who has insisted on morning exercises for 30 years.

Uncle Zhang practiced Tai Chi. At the beginning, he just practiced casually with the old men in the small park. After 30 years of practice, a few of the simplest movements really made this old man very effective.

This is the true portrayal of "no one else, only hand familiarity".

After listening to Uncle Zhang's explanation, these players really had nothing to say. At this moment, Zhang was shirtless, with a strange red pattern painted on his face. Standing behind Zhe, he was very excited.

At this moment, Ju standing on the altar opened his hands suddenly, as if embracing the sky, but all, including the four people standing in the front, heard a thunder at the same time!

boom -

This is a sign of dancing. In the next second, Mi's body moved violently. His limbs were twisted and stiff, as if bound by something, imitating the body of a dragon twisting, struggling, and then suddenly leaning forward. Out, as if breaking free from everything, rushed to the vast sky, the dragon danced, the world lost its voice, and the wind and clouds rose everywhere.

The invisible wind and the billowing clouds condensed on the top of everyone's heads at some point. At this moment, only the altar and the open space in front of the altar still had a gleam of light. Four churning 'dragons' roared to the sky at a certain moment, surrounded by All the tribal people watching this scene were shocked, and some players even muttered: "Isn't this really a movie?"

crackling-

There was lightning and thunder, heavy black clouds pressed down, and the four dancing people had finished their missions. They bent over the ground like a little dragon, as if they were waiting for their elders to appear.

And their prostration became a signal, and everyone subconsciously prostrated themselves to the ground, and only Wu was still standing for a while.

Ju's body began to tremble slightly, because an unbearable coercion gradually descended, and the little girl couldn't stand anymore, and fell to the ground as soon as her body softened.

The palace squirrel and the big white goose couldn't hide anymore. Ye Xiaobai put away the black eggshell as quickly as possible, and the palace squirrel also stuffed the feathers into his sleeves. , a deep dragon chant slowly echoed.

Ye Xiaobai hid in Ju's arms, and the squirrel hid in Ju's hair.

Ye Xiaobai cursed Gong Qianzhong crazily: "This is not in line with what is written in the script!"

Gong Qianzhong also gritted her teeth: "How do I know? The movements of the sacrificial dance were given by you!"

Ye Xiaobai was very annoyed: "The premise is that no one here is really a descendant of the dragon!"

The young dragon battle skills Ye Xiaobai gave were selected by him, and there were only a few basic movements. If the user was not a descendant of the dragon clan, he would not have the unique evil spirit of the dragon clan when dancing, let alone summon the dragon.

However, neither Gong Qianzhong nor Ye Xiaobai expected that there would be so many players participating in this sacrifice, and there was another player participating in the sacrifice dance. When calling for the descending of the ancestors...

Dragons will naturally appear, not just one.

This is the reason why the palace squirrel and the big white goose have a headache. They summoned a group of dragons for this sacrifice. Between the clouds and the rain, the dragon body rolled over and over again, and all the tails of the dragons were shaking as far as the eye could see, just like death in the ancient world. All the dropped dragons popped up.

These remnant souls of the dragons who had already died heard the call of the descendants, felt the strong dragon aura on the descendants, and slowly condensed to form golden dragons, which appeared in front of everyone.

When the biggest one poked its head out and all the dragon whiskers fell on the altar, Tachibana raised her head suddenly, and she cried out excitedly.

"Heaven and earth, the gods of our tribe, I finally see you."