The Evil Imperial Monarch Chapter 5798: Hell nine-headed dog


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At this moment, a major event is happening in the Black Feather Tribe. On a blood-red altar, countless demons and monsters are crawling on their knees, seeming to be praying religiously.

An old man with the appearance of a priest kept chanting some spells, and he kept playing magical energy and sank into the altar.

"Bleeding!"

He gave a low cry, and then all the members of the Black Feather Tribe cut their wrists, causing a lot of blood to flow out and fall on the blood-colored altar one after another.

The monsters are no exception. They have been cut into **** mouths, and they growl low and low.

Suddenly, blood flowed into a river here. At first glance, all blood lines continued to flow to the center of the altar. There was a six-pointed star pattern. With the continuous pouring of blood, the six-pointed star continued to glow with a dazzling red color. Light.

"My black feather tribe’s totem beast, hurry up and rescue your most loyal people from the heat of water, and the black feather tribe will remember your great glory forever..."

The priest uttered an extremely tragic and desolate cry. He lifted up his animal skin robe and knelt down on the altar very reverently. A machete appeared in his hand, and he did not hesitate to push the machete to his chest. Cut away severely.

Puff puff...

Immediately, there was a large swath of blood surging out, and the priest seemed to not feel the pain, his eyes were enthusiastically and reverently staring at the blood-colored six-pointed star pattern on the altar, and gradually he hung his head heavily on the ground, making a bang There was a muffled sound.

Buzzing!

At this moment, blood-colored lines lit up on the altar, all poured out by the blood of all people and monsters, spreading continuously, revealing the meaning of monsters, madness and killing, as if some kind of mysterious ritual Coming soon.

In a short while, all the blood-colored lines and the six-pointed star pattern were connected together. Suddenly, a dull and loud noise came from below the altar, accompanied by a storm of blood and blood rushing into the sky.

Roar!

Everyone seemed to feel a fierce and bloodthirsty aura, suddenly blooming from all directions of the altar, the people of the Black Feather tribe and the beasts flew out one after another, the whole altar seemed to be turned into a piece of blood stained red Stone stele.

Among the blood rushing into the sky, there seemed to be a giant beast with multiple ferocious heads roaring, the voice became clearer and clearer, and the outline of the giant beast became more and more ferocious.

Boom!

It seemed to have taken a step, extremely heavy, making half of the Black Feather Tribe tremble. The next moment, the first ferocious head emerged from its blood, it was a ferocious and evil dog .

The head of this vicious dog is too big, five feet tall, and its eyes are blood-red weird, full of endless madness and killing. There are countless scars on its face, as if it has been in the process of killing since its birth until now.

There are hundreds of fangs, extremely sharp, braving the cold light.

Boom!

It's another step forward. Three vicious dog heads that are exactly the same as the first head emerged from the blood, and roared up to the sky, and immediately shook the void. All the magic repairs and monsters of the Black Feather tribe were all frightened and pious. Lay on the ground, not daring to look up.

Boom boom boom...

This is the totem beast that their Black Feather tribe has enshrined for thousands of years. According to ancient records, it is the descendant of an extremely powerful beast in ancient times. It is called the Hell Nine-Headed Dog. It is extremely ferocious and brutal. Drinking enough blood will not fade without causing monstrous killings.

The Black Feather Tribe is now facing a life-and-death crisis, otherwise they would never dare to release this beast, otherwise if the descendants of this **** nine-headed dog go crazy, all of them and the beast will die.

As the earth continued to vibrate, and about one incense stick time passed, the body of the entire Hell Nine-headed Dog completely walked out of the **** blood of the altar and appeared in front of everyone.

The body is over eighty feet, and the neck is seven or eight feet away. The nine fierce-headed eyes all show crazy bloodthirsty rays. Its extremely strong body is powerful and its claws are comparable to the sharpest magic soldier. The scimitar directly grabbed a series of ravines from the ground.

Its aura is too terrifying, absolutely reaching the level of Tier 6. Such a fierce monster, once it goes mad, even a large tribe will have to jump around, and it is impossible for a magic repair in the same realm to take it. suppress.

This kind of beast is too sturdy and terrifying. They are all fighting and slaughtering at once. They are definitely not the ordinary sixth-order can deal with it. Only the seventh-order powerful can suppress it.

"Little reptiles, why awaken this seat, if you can't give a reasonable explanation, all become the sacrifice of this seat!"

A thunderous and mighty sound, directly into everyone’s ears, the nine faces of the nine-headed dog in **** stared at the people and beasts of the Black Feather tribe with fierce light, as if the next moment A remorseful storm is set off here.

The priest also didn't care about dealing with the terrible injury on his chest, and hurriedly said with grief: "Master Totem Beast, please save the people of my Black Feather tribe. There is an extremely cruel Demon Cultivator. Thousands of people were slaughtered, and they will even come over soon. He is too powerful. Our chiefs were all killed in a flash!"

"Please take action, suppress them, and destroy all their ethnic groups. You can enjoy the feast of blood. If it is not enough, we can also prepare enough food for you to ensure your satisfaction."

Hearing this, the nine-headed dog in the **** looked up to the sky and screamed, and the world suddenly changed color, endless blood and light stirred in all directions, and the terrifying and violent killing intent immediately made the magic repairs of the Black Feather tribe like an ice cellar, and their souls trembled.

Their blood was boiling, their bodies couldn't help trembling, and the unprecedented fear of the Hell Nine-headed Dog continued to spread in their hearts.

"Well, if the enemy you said can't satisfy this seat, then you all become the sacrifices of this seat. After so many years, I haven't seen any achievements from you. It's better to change to a tribe and re-cultivation."

The **** nine-headed dog growled low, and its sacred fangs opened and closed, as if gold and iron were fighting, and the people of the Black Feather tribe were instantly pale with fright.

The reason why the Black Feather Tribe can grow is that this nine-headed **** dog hidden in a secret realm helps and survives them again and again. However, their potential is limited, and they have only developed into a medium-sized tribe in millennia. The Hell Nine-headed Dog is very dissatisfied with them.

Almost every year, this nine-headed **** dog has to eat a lot of sacrifices, or people, or beasts, and the number is huge. The Black Feather tribe has spent a lot of effort before it is worth it. The other party is satisfied.

The time passed bit by bit, and the nine-headed **** dog was lying on the ground like that, with nine heads looking up at the sky, blinking, blood dripping continuously, the kind of killing blood emanating from the soul and bones. , So that everyone is suffocated.

"They are here. There are too few people. They are all a group of ants. Is this **** to kill the people of your tribe? Humph, you are so useless. You are so disappointed... Huh?"

Suddenly, the Hell Nine-headed Dog suddenly stood up from the ground, with nine heads staring into the distance, as if feeling a very faint breath approaching, it roared angrily, feeling that the Black Feather Tribe was cheating.

But soon, it felt something wrong. Among the approaching breaths, three of them caught its attention.

The breath that rushed to the front gave it an urge to swallow it greedily, as if it had smelled the most delicious blood in the world, and made its nine big, hideous mouths drip with saliva.

The other two breaths are much weaker than the first one, but they faintly make it upside down all over, as if encountering an unprecedented crisis, a horror from the heart.


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