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Chapter 1 Sacrifice

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    In the wilderness, whether one has the bloodline of a fighting spirit almost determines a person's future spiritual achievements. However, how many people in the wilderness can successfully summon a fighting spirit?

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    At the foot of the towering holy mountain of the Sky Demon Tribe, the simple and mottled sacrificial tower resembles an old, hundred-foot-long giant, slowly exuding demonic aura from the moonlight.

    There is a sea of ??people at the foot of the "Giant", and there are dozens of teams surrounding the bonfires.  Countless men and women dressed in colorful animal skins and wearing cold demonic beast bone strings around their necks sang and danced enthusiastically around the sacrificial tower.

    Amid the shouts of "ho ho", the annual Sky Demon Festival of the Sky Demon Tribe is about to enter the most critical battle spirit summoning ceremony

    Zhou Lu stood in the thirty-third statue grotto of the sacrificial tower, looking down at the countless crowds of clansmen under the tower. For the first time in his life, he felt the unspeakable excitement, and the weak and unspeakable energy in his body was also excited.  Climbing rapidly.

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    Every year, under the strict review of the elders of the Elder Pavilion, the Tianyao Tribe selects thirty-six elite young people with excellent talents, strength, temperament, and talents to enter the sacrificial tower, sacrifice with animal blood, and summon the wandering spirits in the world.  The soul of the monster beast enters the body of the sacrificer and merges with their blood, which is called the soul of war.

    Once the fusion is successful, the sacrificer will have the fighting talent and cultivation bloodline that the war soul had during his lifetime, allowing him to practice and grow faster.

    Zhou Lu is the grandson of Hurle, the leader of Thirty-Seven Hunting Grounds.

    There are a total of forty-five hunting grounds under the Sky Demon Tribe. Each hunting ground controls thousands of people. The hunting ground is almost equivalent to the size of a small tribe in the wilderness, and the leader of Huerle is comparable to the leader of a small tribe.

    Zhou Lu¡¯s talent and strength are acceptable, but they are by no means outstanding.  However, leader Hu'erle wholeheartedly hopes that his grandson will be successful. Before this year's Tianyao Festival, Hu'erle used his status and influence to spend most of his family wealth, and also exhausted countless connections to finally help Zhou Lu.  Got a precious sacrifice spot.

    Zhou Lu knew that this opportunity to sacrifice was hard-won. He stood in the sacrificial grotto and took a deep breath to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.  Zhou Lu knew very well that even if he got the sacrifice quota, it was still unknown whether he could summon the fighting spirit.  Zhou Lu still remembered that at last year's sacrifice ceremony, less than half of the more than thirty teenagers summoned fighting spirits.

    "Can I summon the fighting spirit today?"

    Zhou Lu was very confused, with countless distracting thoughts making his heart restless.

    The sexy beauties with curvy shapes under the sacrificial tower danced in joyful shouts, and their long skirts spun around the bonfire, giving off a warm and unrestrained atmosphere. After a while, Zhou Lu's eyes unknowingly wandered away, slipping away.  He concentrated on the dancing waves on the breasts of those beauties.

    Zhou Lu struggled hard like a rice dumpling, but to no avail, so he simply loosened the iron buckle that was holding his stomach. Only then did he feel looser all over. A gust of cold wind blew, and he shivered.

    "Huh? Did you get distracted just now?"

    Zhou Lu suddenly became alert, his face changed, and he did not dare to look anymore. He looked past the group of beauties and looked "shyly" into the distance. In the open space in the distance, groups of cavalry were clashing and fighting fiercely with their bone spears.  , even in training, those people all showed their desperate momentum, smoke and dust rose into the sky all over the place, and the tribesmen in circles outside cheered enthusiastically.

    This is a program that must be performed every year to celebrate the Sky Demon Festival. In order to reflect the warrior spirit, every hunter on the horse fought with all their strength, and the cheers from the surrounding tribesmen made their blood boil.

    With a "bang", a hunter was knocked off a high-speed horse with a bone spear. He fell down and spurted blood from his nose and mouth. However, the hunter was not discouraged. He started running with a ferocious expression and grabbed an empty horse again.  He jumped up and joined the fighting team again.

    The cheers of the tribesmen grew even louder.

    Zhou Lu on the sacrificial tower almost laughed. Looking at those "warriors", a very funny feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

    Zhou Lu doesn¡¯t like to fight with those who are stronger than him.

    It¡¯s not that Zhou Ludao lacks the courage to become a warrior, he just believes that when there is no benefit to be gained, getting up and continuing to beat someone until he is covered in blood is not a warrior who is proud of defeat, but is looking for abuse.  It's a fool.  He prefers to fight for three hundred rounds with someone weaker than himself, and prefers the pleasure of simply ravaging the opponent.

    However, it is obvious that his hobby is despised by most "warriors".

    Zhou Lu doesn¡¯t care what others think.  What he should do and what he should not do depends on whether it is good for him.

    &nbspnbsp;A group of charming girls under the star stage were wearing bright festival clothes, clenching their little fists hard, and their faces could not hide the look of surprise and excitement.

    They specially ran over from the bonfire dance to cheer for the strong men in the wasteland who were about to grow up.

    The wilderness worships power, fearless blood, and warriors who dare to use their own strength to defeat all powerful warriors for the sake of honor.

    If that young man can obtain such a powerful fighting spirit, it is conceivable that he will grow into a real hero in the near future.

    Under the star platform, a short and fat hunter leader jumped up excitedly and desperately tried to grab it from the star platform.

    "Haha, it's my son Ulasu, it's my son Ulasu."

    The pudgy hunter leader held his belly and laughed loudly. On the viewing platform behind him, the people from other tribes who came to watch the ceremony had a look of resentment and jealousy on their faces.

    The fighting spirit of the Iron-backed Cangxiong is quite rare. It is a mid-to-high-level fighting spirit.  A clan leader from a foreign clan curled his lips and muttered in secret: Damn it, what kind of bad luck did the Sky Demon Clan have to have such a powerful fighting spirit?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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