An old voice came from the altar, and this tone easily reminded people of a respected old man talking...

Youyoule didn't hear it clearly. The crowd was too noisy. From the discussions of the people around you, we almost knew that the people on the altar were among the top 100 masters in Shudu. In order to create an unparalleled artifact for the little prince, they would all sacrifice their strength to sacrifice the sword dedicated to the center of the altar.

Youyoule couldn't help but feel, and he wanted to know what would be born after the sacrifice.

One hundred people were distributed within five rings on the altar. As the sacrifice began, they all released their power, either the plant essence of the spirit or the animal essence of the spirit breeding, but there were very few spirits on the field.

With the old man's order, the mismatched circular building on the altar began to rotate. It was like a huge millstone, grinding all the essences of these hundred people. The essences flowed into the sword hole in the middle of the altar along the tracks on the ground. Just as the sacrifice was about to end, an ethereal silver-white light radiated from the sword hole.

The light was very dazzling at first, but after it flashed, it condensed into a ball, like a human form.

There was a sound of horror in the crowd, and people praised it as a sword of ingenuity. With this sword, the little prince was unrivaled in the world.

Listening to these words, Youyoule's heart seemed to be lifted up and beaten. He was now very worried about the future of the sword.

The old man on the altar said again. He walked up to the front desk and could see that his papal-like outfit should be very high at dawn.

"This should be the most solemn spirit conference in history. As we all know, the little prince helped others in danger in the Forest of Demons and received this sword from a girl. As far as I know, this diseased sword was made of black iron, with an extraordinary texture, and the spirit of the artifact is very successful, and it is a human soul! The most difficult artifact among the artifact is the artifact spirit. Throughout history, many capable and patriots have sacrificed their lives to sacrifice their swords. There are very few successful treasures. Now the sacrifices of these hundred warriors have created the soul of the treasure. Only the little prince needs to give her flesh and blood body."

Youyoule suddenly saw the swaying shadow on the altar. That son, whose figure looked like a person. Youyoule looked in the crowd for a while before suddenly reacting, this is what Master Da'ao said about the resurrection of the dead!

A little prince walked up to the altar, covered the red carpet with brocade robe, and climbed to the top of the altar under the attention of everyone. He raised his hand and revealed his snow-white wrist. He picked up the golden dagger on the tribute platform with his other hand, cut his palm, and let the blood flow from the tribute platform to the bottom of the stairs.

The old man whispered: "Okay, little prince, go hold that sword, dye your blood red, and use your heart to talk to the sword soul."

The little prince nodded and walked towards the naive world. Suddenly, a person flew out of the crowd, and it was indeed flying out. The man climbed up on the crowd and stepped on other people's shoulders and jumped to the altar.

"Leave a sword under your hands!"

It seemed like a bombshell was thrown into the crowd, and cursing and accusing sounds penetrated under Youyouyou's heavenly cover. If you had great concentration, Youyouyouyou would never stand on it.

"Huang Xue! Stop!" Youyoule remembered that Qiu Heji had said his name. Although it was a pseudonym, the little prince was still shocked.

Youyoule stepped forward, but was stopped by the old man. A staff blocked Youyoule. The old man asked him, "Who are you? You dare to break to the altar?"

Youyoule said: "I'm here to exchange for my things. That sword was exchanged with you by a girl I know for my life."

When the old man heard this, he realized that the person in front of him was the master of the sword. He couldn't help but frown and said, "But the things exchanged are all final. So, it's the reason why you can change it if you say it, let alone this is the little prince's adulthood scripture on the altar. Do you take us seriously if you rashly come up?"

Youyoule knew that it was a mistake and explained: "I know that I was wrong first in this matter, but the person who sacrificed the sword in the sword was my beloved person. I couldn't see her becoming a thing around others!"

"Since that's the case, you can only use your power to correct the national prestige of my Shudu!" The old man flashed and let out a giant man who was about to reach two meters tall. As soon as the giant man came out, he raised his thump and smashed it. Youyoule was ready, so he stepped back and jumped under the altar.

The people under the altar had long been scared and a large area was empty. As soon as Yuyoule landed, he immediately noticed his petrochemical field, but his consciousness was still half a beat slower, or the feeling was still not sharp enough. The giant man raised his thump and destined backwards. He could feel that the giant man was not very fast, but the power of this hammer was indeed not small. Along the way, the ground was covered with large pits smashed by the giant man.

After dodging several times in a row, Youyoule no longer felt so panicked. Because the giant man contributed his first monster to the sacrifice just now, his strength and degree were reduced to the level of a normal person. Otherwise, it would be more important to mention this big man, even if he picked someone on the field, Youyoule was not his opponent.

The giant man waved dozens of hammers in a row, and a faint light appeared on the hammer. This was obviously a weapon that had passed through the intermediate weapon. Without the original monster, the giant man could hardly control it.

At this time, the old man pulled out a bottle of potion from his staff. The green potion, and the black particles inside seemed to be the seeds of plants. Youyoule knew that at this time, the plant potion used to enhance physical strength was difficult for him to be his opponent if he drank it...

The old man threw the potion to the giant man and said, "The people outside the square are watching. Ah Shuo, you can handle him yourself, don't let people say that we are bullying the less!"

Ashuo picked up the potion, and his eyes were shining with green light. From his greedy gaze, it can be seen that the benefits and gains of this potion are not only physical strength and degree, but also more terrifying power.

A Shuo raised his head and wanted to drink all the potion, but only a few seeds fell from the potion bottle, and there was no liquid that stimulated the mouth. A Shuo was shocked and looked at the bottle. All the liquid inside turned into stones! A Shuo was furious and glared at Youyoule and yelled: "Are you the one you did? This bottle of potion was extracted by the first spiritual master of Shudu. It was actually destroyed by your kid. I smash you into mud!"

Youyoule secretly found it funny. The moment A Shuo picked up the potion just now, he used the petrochemical field to petroleize all the things in the medicine bottle. As long as the field allows, even fruit flies could not escape Youyoule's awareness, let alone the medicine bottle.
Chapter completed!