Divine Throne of Primordial Blood Chapter 83: Blood offering

Gong'gu's eyes brightened when he heard the word blood drum, and he suddenly understood something.

Blood drum is a treasure owned by Qiang tribe when he was the only one. It is said to have incredible power. Qiang tribe was quickly strong because of this drum.

However, you lose and you lose.

No one expected that this treasure would suddenly expire, and the once-shaking power of the Blood Drum was gone.

The failure of the treasure caused a huge blow to Qiang tribe. Even the huge empire established by Qiang tribe eventually collapsed.

This blood war drum has therefore become a love and hate of Qiang tribe. I miss it because it only exists in the legendary power, but it is helpless to its current ordinary.

Yes, this drum still exists, but it can no longer play its role.

Now, Brumslan says that I can help you drum the drums again.

The meaning can be imagined.

Gong'gu said: "What do you mean?"

"I can repair the blood drums," Brumslan said directly.

All people are excited.

Still Teng's mind: "Why do you believe in you?"

"It's up to me to control your life and death now." Brumslan flipped his hands, the pressure in the space increased sharply, Gong'gu just felt that he was bound all over his body, it was difficult to breathe, and his heart was horrified.

Instead, the High Priest, Yin Yin said: "How to fix it?"

"Blood offering." Brumslan replied.

High Priest shook his head: "The ancestors tried it long ago, it's useless."

"That's because the blood sacrifice method is wrong. In fact, the blood war drum has never been damaged, except that it is hungry, and you have never fed it."

"Hungry?" Everyone was stunned.

The Blood War Drums were not created by scumbags, but were acquired by their ancestors unintentionally, so I really don't know if this thing will be "hungry."

But the truth is that the blood war drum has been ineffective for thousands of years, simply because it is "hungry."

"How to feed?" High Priest asked.

"Must be the **** battle on the battlefield, the blood of a hundred dead can meet the blood drum demand."

Qiang tribe before the sacrifice, all used prisoner of war prisoners and other ordinary characters. Unexpectedly, this **** war drum was picked very much. The blood of non-elite warriors is not needed, and they would rather starve to death.

So Qiang tribe has never played a role in blood sacrifice.

Over time, I thought the blood sacrifice was invalid.

But Brumslan knows exactly what this **** drum is all about.

This blood war drum is actually a special treasure made from the skin of God. Because it has divine strength, it has incredible power. It also requires faith and sacrifice.

So the Blood War Drum can actually be repaired by Faith.

However, Brumslan, who has provoked war, naturally cannot tell them this, so only the true sacrifice method is mentioned. And this method is indeed more immediate.

"How much warrior do I need?" Gong'gu asked.

"The more you can, the better. The power of the Blood Drum is directly related to whether it can be eaten. Every time you use it, you will consume some of the power of the Blood Drum. So the best way to restore the Blood Drum is on the battlefield. "" Said Brumslan.

After Qiang tribe got this **** war drum in that year, it used it to battle the battlefield, and it was invincible, in fact, it also inadvertently matched the needs of the blood drum. After the unification, there was no war for a long time. After the blood drum finally ran out of all the stored power, Qiang tribe suddenly found that the blood drum was unusable, and caught blind together.

Since then, they no longer bring blood drums to the battlefield, and the direct result is that there is no more blood drum.

To this day.

After hearing the words of Brumslan, these people suddenly realized.

Teng looked at his father, and he saw that Gong'gu's eyes had flashed with bleeding colors: "Sacrifice blood drums with blood!"

"precisely." Brumslan answered with a smile, and at the same time he released his restraint on everyone.

Gong'gu and others looked at each other and suddenly bowed to Brumslan at the same time: "Thank you very much, Mr.!"

On this day, Brumslan was officially worshipped by Gong'gu as the chief High Priest.

It is also from this day that Qiang tribe has embarked on a **** war.

Brumslan became the seventh day of High Priest. Qiang tribe declared war on neighbor Er Tribe.

After going through the blood battle, Qiang tribe successfully defeated Er Tribe, but the blood drum was not activated.

Blood war drums are too hungry for too long and sleep too long. It can be awakened by a war or two.

Qiang tribe then launched three consecutive wars.

The other Barbarian race departments are shocked and unable to understand. After all, a tribe's continuous war in such a short period of time can easily trigger public anger, and the damage is too great to recover in a short time.

In fact, retribution comes quickly.

Several consecutive victories obviously made the Qiang tribe somewhat ecstatic. As a result, it encountered a strong rebound when attacking Thunder tribe.

Five Cloud Mountain.

Qiang tribe and Thunder tribe confronted.

With the sound of drums, Qiang tribe warrior has rolled forward like a flood.

Thunder tribe is significantly weaker than Qiang tribe, but this moment faces the Qiang tribe army, but there is no panic on Thunder tribe Patriarch's face, it just makes the horn sound.

Deep rumbling sound, you can see the other side of the mountain, an army suddenly appeared.

Gong'gu's body shook: "Cloud tribe, why are they here?"

"It's also natural that they knew what we were doing, so they prepared in advance."

Qiang tribe is better than both Thunder tribe and Cloud tribe, but it is not so energetic in the face of the union of the two tribes.

this moment watched the Cloud tribe army's aggressive killing over. Gong'gu bit his teeth and was about to give an order, but was stopped by Brumslan: "Order the entire army to attack Thunder tribe, as for Cloud tribe ... give me."

"High Priest?" Everyone was talking.

I see that Brumslan has walked towards a large car not far away.

Put a huge war drum on that car, the drum body is carved with purple blood wood, the drum surface is **** red, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

This precisely blood drum.

At the drum, Brumslan picked up the drumstick and murmured: "It's time to wake up for several consecutive battles of blood sacrifices. Wake up, then the powerful will that devours everything, cast you with the blood of the enemy Majesty. "

He said he started to play the drums.

Drums are snoring, nothing changes, but Brumslan strikes very seriously, with a unique rhythm, just hits the drum over and over again.

"Father?" Seeing this, Teng looked nervously at Gong'gu.

Although the Brumslan vowed that the blood drums would wake up the war drums, they did not wake up even after the battle, which made Teng feel uneasy.

Now, the Cloud tribe army is killing. If the High Priest cream can't solve the problem before this, listen to Brumslan and only deal with the Qiang tribe of Thunder tribe, it will have to bear the taste of being pinched back and forth.

So ... what should I do?

Gong'gu looks at the Brumslan that is still drumming, and then looks at the Cloud tribe army that has been overshadowed. Finally, he bites his teeth and says, "The whole army will continue to attack and destroy Thunder tribe!"

After all, he decided to trust his High Priest once.

The Qiang tribe army then killed the opponent and completely handed over its rear to Brumslan.

On the big car, Brumslan is still banging the drums.

The drums are rumbling, with a long and ancient atmosphere, huge and full of occult.

Cloud tribe troops are getting closer and closer.

On the wilderness, like a tide over the beach, the Brumslan drumming alone is like a fiddler crab on the beach, lonely and strong.

"Kill!" With a strong shout of killing, the Cloud tribe army finally rushed over, and the general, headed by him, sent a violent call, with tens of thousands of arrows throwing spears, and turned the sky into a huge one. Nail board.

At the moment when the nail plate fell from the sky, Brumslan was still calm.

Looking far into the distance, you can speak loudly: "When people are leisurely, I hope that people will leave, more and more, and stay for another year ..."

The drumstick gently swept across the drum surface, and there were waves like water ripples. After several consecutive touches, the hammer suddenly fell down.

Boom!

A loud drum sound sounded suddenly.

The red light flashed on the drum surface of the Bloody Drum, and the huge drum sound condensed into a shock wave.

When the arrows fall, the drums greet it, and the arrow is like the rain falling in the sea.

When the war drum strikes, the arrows drop.

Then there was another drum. The tide of shock had gone towards the Cloud tribe soldiers, shrouding tens of millions of soldiers in the sound of drums. All Cloud tribe soldiers covered their ears and mourned at the same time. . Blood swelled up and down their bodies, converging into a river under their feet.

"His!" The sharp bone flute sounded. It was Cloud tribe's High Priest who was trying to use the bone flute to counter the drum sound.

But the third battle drum of Brumslan knocked down, Cloud tribe High Priest's bone flute collapsed, and a large blood cloud appeared in the sky. From the cloud layer, a **** light and shadow appeared, and if you look closely, it is all a ghost Slamming downwards.

This is the warrior blood soul made by the blood drums. this moment gushing out thousands of people. It immediately drowned the entire Cloud tribe army and made everyone look dumb.

"Blood Drums! It is Blood Drums!" Cloud tribe Patriarch yelled in horror and despair.

"Wake up the blood war drums!" Correspondingly, naturally, I have been paying attention to Gong'gu here.

At the moment when the blood war drums started, Gong'gu knew that he had won.

Excited shouts become the morale stimulants of the soldiers, and the high fighting spirit turns into a sharp blade, and rushes to the opponent.

To this day, Qiang tribe defeated the two with one force, but they won.

High Priest frost, the three drums destroying the cloud army, has become an immortal legend on the plain

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