Chapter 242 Barbarian Movements

In the northern part of Yunzhou, in Muhagma, the largest clan of the barbarians, a grand and bloody sacrificial activity is underway.

Although the sky was snowing and the cold wind was howling, it had almost no effect on the entire sacrificial activity.

"Dong Dong Dong"

The shamans around the altar kept beating and hitting the human skin drums, chanting spells that outsiders could not understand.

At the same time, some shaman disciples or selected tribal warriors also brought a large number of sacrifices to the altar and waited for the ancestors to enjoy them.

After the first round of sacrifices, the shamans did not stop there, but began to sit cross-legged around the altar one by one, and then began to encourage the weirdness they raised to release various powers.

Suddenly, the sacrifices that were still alive lost their lives and turned into corpses placed on the altar.

At this time, Ugomo, the first warrior in the Muhagma tribe, who was also favored by the ancestors and the son of the patriarch, was guided by the shaman around him and slowly walked up to the altar full of various bloody sacrifices.

After a bloody sacrifice, the altar was covered with a layer of sticky blood, which flowed through the grooves on the altar to various bone tools covered with a large number of strange symbols.

Ugomo, with a strong body and dark red blood veins all over his body, looked like a tall statue standing on the altar.

Especially with the contrast of a large number of sacrifices around him, this powerful barbarian warrior looked like a demon from hell.

Standing in the middle of the altar, Ugomo looked around and then directly put a hollowed-out special animal skull on his head.

Then the other priests around the altar began to beat the human skin drum again, and then one after another special weird was released by them.

"Bang bang bang!"

These weirds began to sink into the bone tools engraved with special symbols on the altar under their control.

"Ka Ka Ka"

Then there seemed to be a strange power in the dark, and a large number of bone tools on the altar began to break continuously, and turned into powder together with the weird inside.

Then the blood on the altar began to flow backwards, and gathered from all directions to the center, which was Ugomo's body.

"Huha! Huha! Huha!"

When the blood covered Ugomo's body, the other priests immediately began to shout.

Soon the blood began to coagulate on Ugomo's body, turned black, and finally formed something like a shell.

"Kacha~ Kacha~"

When the original Ugomo appeared again with the crack of this layer of shell, he seemed to be a different person.

Especially those eyes were extremely cold, and there was no trace of human emotions at all.

"Kusa~ Kusa~"

Seeing this scene, the other shamans immediately bowed to Ugomo, their expressions were extremely fanatical, and they all showed that they wanted to prostrate themselves.

Because at this moment, Ugomo in front of them was the incarnation of the barbarian saint in the world!

"Udobuda, Lisahaha"

As Ugomo spoke two words, immediately, whether it was the shamans surrounding the altar or the barbarian warriors watching or bowing around, they all shouted extremely excitedly.

"Aoao~ Huha! Huha!"

Soon the barbarian warriors of the Muhagma tribe began to move. They took out their treasured dried meat and took the hungry wolves to other barbarian tribes in Yunzhou.

As these barbarian wolf cavalry spread in all directions, other barbarian tribes that had basically settled down also began to get agitated.

Soon, groups of barbarian wolf cavalry began to gather between the tribes, which meant that a new war was about to begin.

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"I didn't expect that King Li in the east hadn't started yet, but the north was in chaos again?"

Lin Feng in the gravekeeper's courtyard noticed the changes in the situation in Yunzhou and couldn't help but be speechless.

"It's a pity that the corpse-collecting paper man in my hand can't go deep into the north to investigate the specific situation there. The information obtained by burying the barbarian corpses is too little."

The barbarian tribes moved south in large numbers. On the surface, it seemed that the climate in the north was too bad, which led to the death of a large number of their domesticated livestock, and finally forced them to move south to survive.

But in fact, Lin Feng realized that the reason behind this was not that simple through the memories of some barbarian corpses.

It was unrealistic to figure out the situation in the north with just these memories. Lin Feng could only speculate some things.

That is, there is a high possibility that there are things in the north that are more brutal than the barbarians, causing these barbarian tribes to move south to avoid disaster.

"Let's not worry about the north for now. The situation in Fenglei Mountain is the focus. Those barbarians will probably take the lead in pulling out this nail in Yunzhou this time!"

"I just don't know how many troops will be arranged this time? If the number is too small, it can't meet my demand for wolf beasts!"

Although he knew that the barbarian army would attack Fenglei Mountain next, Lin Feng was looking forward to it.

At present, the ability of Shuzhuangui has been formed after his cultivation, and he can transform the will of wolf beasts anytime and anywhere.

In this way, he can completely start to cultivate strange wolf beasts in batches. The only shortcoming now is that the number of wolf beasts in his hands is too small, and the few in the hands of the corpse collector are less than ten.

This amount is obviously not enough, but if the barbarian army attacks Fenglei Mountain in large numbers, it would be like sending the wolf beasts to the door!

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That afternoon, Fenglei Mountain was covered by wind and snow, and it looked silvery white from a distance.

"Reporting to Master Zhou, I am indeed right. The wolf cavalry from several barbarian tribes have begun to dispatch!"

After hearing the report from the spies arranged in Yunzhou, Zhou Zhenren's mood was almost as cold as the ice and snow outside.

But no matter what, this day will come, it just comes sooner or later.

"As soon as the heavy snow falls, disaster will come. Who can know whether good fortune or misfortune will come?"

Looking at the snow-white mountains outside the door, Master Zhou said this with a heavy voice.

"Pindao already knows this. If so, tell General Wei and be prepared to meet the enemy. We will never retreat until we die!"

Then he turned his head and looked at the spy who came to report the news and said to him.

"yes!"

After hearing Zhenren Zhou's firm words, the spy who hurried back to report the news immediately agreed.

"How can the master's dojo be allowed to be ravaged by barbarians!"

After the spy left, Master Zhou stood up directly, looked at the familiar plants and trees around him, whispered firmly, and then disappeared.

In a small courtyard on the mountainside, several disciples of the Paper Man were practicing boxing in the snow after just drinking the nourishing soup.

As the saying goes, practicing in the summer and practicing in the winter are not just words. Practicing martial arts requires hardship and perseverance. Only by perseverance can you achieve success.

Although the prescriptions Lin Feng specially prescribed for these disciples were mild in nature, the best way to absorb them was through continuous martial arts practice.

"Master, this medicine is really amazing. Junior Brother Li is really not afraid of the cold anymore!"

Zhang Shiyong, the apprentice of the corpse collector, watched the other brothers practicing martial arts hard and couldn't help but admire the corpse collector.

At this moment, the corpse collector noticed that Fenglei Guanzhou, the real person, appeared outside the courtyard wall, so he walked over directly.

"Alas, I have taken the liberty of visiting you, sir, please forgive me!"

As soon as the corpse collector approached, Master Zhou directly bowed his hands and apologized to the corpse collector.

"Kakaka"

Seeing his actions, the corpse collector knew that something must have happened, so he pointed to the house and motioned for the other person to come in before talking.

"good!"

Soon the two came to the house, and Zhou Zhenren did not hide the news and directly told the corpse collector the news he had just learned.

"This time the barbarian tribes are making quite a fuss. I am afraid that the main force of the barbarian army will directly attack Fenglei Mountain. I hope that sir can help me and others at the critical moment!"

After saying this, Master Zhou bowed deeply to the corpse collector again. Now he had placed all his hopes on the corpse collector in front of him.