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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Second War Youth Sacrifice

Time in the deep valley is quiet. Tianzhu Zhuoma is taking care of the baby carefully, enduring all the quirks of the baby, and tolerating it with the great maternal love of women. Every day she picks wild vegetables near the cave to feed the rabbit mother.

Picking wild fruits to satisfy Long Jiaoyang's hunger, while Long Jiaoyang is immersed in the research and practice of sacrificial techniques.

Ten days later, Long Jiaoyang had gradually mastered the art of sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacrificial sacr

"Tianzhu Zhuoma, do you want to try it? Can you sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with the Buddha's heart and sword intent?" After Long Jiaoyang's cultivation level was successful, he wanted to restore the combat power of Heaven and Earth.

Tianzhu Zhuoma shook his head and said, "I have tried it secretly many times, but I have not been able to successfully sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

Tianzhu Zhuoma did not tell Long Jiaoyang that she could no longer activate the sword intent of Buddha's heart, and she would not even tell Long Jiaoyang that she could not activate the sword intent of Buddha's heart.

Tianzhu Zhuoma was just telling Long Jiaoyang that in this barbaric Brahma world, she could not activate the Buddha's heart and sword intent.

"The sacrificial arts here are really amazing. If you get it into the Nine Profound World, you will definitely form another kind of cultivator who mainly attacks spiritually and minds. It's a pity that you can't learn them." Long Jiaoyang said with a pity expression.

The eyes of the Indian Zhuoma are like crescent moons, and they smile sweetly without saying a word.

"After going out to pick some tuff grass, we left here to see if something happened to the Tuoba Xuansnake Tribe. Senior Tuoba Hu will teach me the art of sacrifice, and I also hope that I can continue to help the Tuoba Xuansnake Tribe." Long Jiaoyang was a little afraid to look at the eyes of Tianzhu Zhuoma. I don't know when the gentleness in her eyes became stronger and stronger.

"You go and pick the tuff grass, I will clean up here. Senior Tuoba Hu will sleep here forever, we should clean up for him." A sad look flashed in Tianzhu Zhuoma's eyes.

"Okay, you go and clean up."

Tianzhu Zhuoma looked at the cave where fireflies were flying, looked at the stone statue where Tuoba Hu was sitting and whispered: "I will always cherish this memory, and wait until I return to the Bingxuan Grassland and seal all this in my heart."

When the sun was in the middle of the sky, Long Jiaoyang and Tianzhu Zhuoma left the deep valley and embarked on the mountain road to return to the Tuoba Xuanshe Tribe.

Along the way, the little baby in Tianzhu Zhuoma's arms kept showing sweet smiles at Long Jiaoyang, and Long Jiaoyang was in a good mood.

But before Long Jiaoyang could tease the little baby, he suddenly noticed a trace of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Long Jiaoyang stopped and walked: "Don't move, some priests are using priests to explore here."

Tianzhu Zhuoma's expression changed slightly, and she covered the baby's face with her hands.

"He has discovered us, and he has taken the force to pull the mountain and river pill and retreated five meters, ready to take the baby away at any time." Long Jiaoyang ordered

Tianzhu Zhuoma took out the mountain and river pill without hesitation and said nervously: "Is it the Tao Feng priest who is here?"

"I don't know, I feel like I should be a powerful opponent." Long Jiaoyang also took out a Strength Pill and ate it.

Whoosh swish swish swish.

The sound of flying through the sky came from the sky.

There were three young men wearing sleeveless green sacrificial robes standing above three white clouds, overlooking Long Jiaoyang and Tianzhu Zhuoma.

"Are these two?"

Above one of the white clouds, a young man with a cold expression pressed against a naked upper body and scarred Tuoba Xuanshe tribe, asked.

"Yes." This person from the Tuoba Xuanshe Tribe instantly confessed and betrayed Long Jiaoyang and Tianzhu Zhuoma.

Snap!

The moment the Tuoba Xuanshe tribe confessed, the neck bone was also broken and killed.

"Barbarian, your blood shouldn't have stained my clouds." The cold sacrifice boy pushed the corpse of the Tuoba Xuansnake tribe down from the Baiyun Road

"You are the real warriors who helped the Tuoba Xuanshe tribe and killed the people of the Tuoba Phoenix tribe, right?" asked another young priest on the clouds.

Long Jiaoyang nodded and said, "Yes, I stopped the people you sent to massacre the Tuoba Xuanshe Tribe. But we have never killed the people from the Tuoba Phoenix Tribe."

"It has nothing to do with us whether you killed the people from the Tuoba Phoenix Tribe. If you destroy the sacrificial sacrifice of our master Tao Feng, you should be punished and go back with us." The tall man with a blue mask said coldly.

Long Jiaoyang looked at the man wearing a green mask, and Long Jiaoyang sensed the greatest threat from him. He had already decided to find an opportunity first to defeat this man wearing a green mask.

"Senior Brother Wu Xun, why are you talking nonsense to them? I'll catch this little beauty, you guys will catch this man." The young man who killed the Tuoba Xuanshe tribe threw out a thin golden silk and wrapped it around Tianzhu Zhuoma.

Long Jiaoyang was thinking about how to lure people in blue masks down from the white clouds and win in close duels.

Now that some people look down on them so much, they will take action rashly, Long Jiaoyang will naturally not miss the opportunity.

"The divine thoughts are like oneself, and control things from a distance!"

Long Jiaoyang instantly activated the sword intent of the great energy, inspiring his spiritual thoughts to control the righteous energy between heaven and earth, forming a force invisibly, grabbing the golden silk wrapped around the Tianzhu Zhuoma, and then returning the same way, directly tied to the young man who sent the golden silk to sacrifice.

"For the art of sacrifice, Junior Brother Zheng Yun, please give up the golden cicada silk." The man in the green mask reminded him, and while urging Zonghengyun to rush towards the Indian Zhuoma, he flew out six golden cicada silks.

When Zheng Yun heard Wu Xun's words, he wanted to give up the golden cicada silk, but his reaction was still slow. The golden cicada silk controlled by Long Jiaoyang had tied him up.

"Get down!" Long Jiaoyang pulled in the invisible hand controlled by his spiritual thoughts.

Zheng Yun fell down in a very embarrassed manner.

"Senior Brother Xue Kai saved me..." Zheng Yun shouted and asked for help from another young man.

Xue Kai activated the vertical and horizontal clouds and rushed downwards, trying to intercept Zheng Yun in mid-air.

Long Jiaoyang bowed his knees slightly, exerted force suddenly, and his feet widened, like a missile, rushing into the sky more than three meters high. He jumped to Xue Kai's ridge and crossed clouds, and then did not give Xue Kai any chance to react. He hit the wheel fist and shouted while hitting: "Do you think I can't do anything about you after controlling the clouds? Fly, keep flying."

How could a great sacrifice be as barbaric as a dragon scorching sun?

The true martial warriors in the Brahma Realm cannot withstand Long Jiaoyang's fist containing 25,000 kilograms of power, let alone a sacrifice like Xue Kai?

With just three punches, a priest boy fainted violently at Long Jiaoyang's feet.

"Stop!" Wu Xun's eyes were about to break.

Long Jiaoyang turned his head and looked at Wu Xun and grinned, "You asked me to stop, will I stop?"

Long Jiaoyang used the technique of sacrifice to pull the golden cicada silk and pulled Zheng Yun to the Zonghengyun who was fainting from Xue Kai. He violently punched Zheng Yun in the arm!

Click!

The sound of bone shattering sounded, and Zheng Yun screamed and roared: "Ah...you go to die!"

Zheng Yun used spiritual and mental attacks, which was a life-and-death technique for sacrificial duel, and it was a competition of the strength of spiritual and mental thoughts.

Long Jiaoyang's mental thoughts were undoubtedly weak. Zheng Yun's attack made his head hurt a lot.

Bang!

In the pain, Long Jiaoyang swung his punch and knocked Zheng Yun down with one punch.
Chapter completed!
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