The autumn wind suddenly rose, and the ancient trees around the academy began to shake and fallen leaves. However, in the academy, the coming of autumn cannot be felt. This is how it is in the academy. If it is in another place, it will be different.

In the north of the Red Leaf World, there are a group of creatures full of wind and frost.

The reason why it is called wind and frost is because in autumn, the climate here is mainly dominated by wind and frost.

When I woke up in the morning, countless dead grass no longer turned yellow, but was stained with a faint whiteness, which added a hint of color to the original monotonous north, but also brought a hint of cold.

Due to the different regions, it is difficult for the people here to feel the scorching sun. Even when Dongsheng is the hottest, the sunshine here is as gentle as spring, and even with a hint of chill when the wind blows.

This is the north, this is where the witch tribe lives, and it is a bitter and cold place in the north.

All seasons are cold, this is cold, there are few trees here and very few vegetation green. The ordinary people here usually have grazed for a living and their lives are extremely difficult, so this place is called a bitter and cold place.

As the saying goes, poor mountains and rivers come from unruly people, people in the bitter and cold land will be even more tough and have extremely tough personalities.

Of course, this is a description of ordinary people. If they are monks, they will become bloodthirsty.

The autumn wind gradually rose, but the people here seemed to have not appeared. Listening to the low horns coming from the autumn wind, many monks wearing animal skins gathered towards the Colosseum in the tribe.

The Colosseum is not a simple place for fighting beasts. It will also be used as a sacrifice on some special days.

And this has been the case recently. One by one, the ferocious beasts with indescribable names were bound and neatly placed on an altar. There was a statue on the altar. The statue was not a human body, but a huge insect.

Many monks gathered here one after another. After a while, the number of people in the Colosseum had reached a height of overcrowding.

However, what is surprising is that none of these people communicate, even if they whisper softly.

"Sacrifice to the Holy Ancestor!"

As time passed, when a dull horn sound came from the high platform in the distance, an old man with black face roared low, but not loud, but everyone could hear it because he used his cultivation level.

"Sacrifice to the ancestors and welcome the arrival of the Holy Ancestor!"

Many monks shouted in unison, and at the same time they bowed to the ground, with an extremely pious attitude, even the old man was the same.

At this moment, all the ropes bound by the ferocious beasts emitted a dazzling light, and then blood flowed out of the flesh and blood bodies, while the ferocious beasts seemed to be unaware of it, with only a pair of eyes gradually becoming unsightly.

As the blood of the ferocious beasts flowed out, many beast blood began to gather in the grooves in the altar and flowed. After a while, when all the grooves were filled with beast blood, black lights burst out from the altar and penetrated into the statue.

"Welcome to the Holy Ancestor!"

At this moment, the crowds of people kneeling around the altar suddenly raised their hands, bowed again, and said something.

The sound was connected, like a wave sweeping over, and the statue began to slowly recover.

The body, which was originally made of stone, began to become shiny, and finally a terrifying aura scattered. The crowd of people kneeling on the ground did not feel fear, but everyone showed ecstasy. However, their bodies were pressed lower and their bodies were tightly attached to the ground.

"O long years, I... feel your desire and your strength."

The insect spoke humanly, but it was definitely not a sperm, but a tangent insect, but just a sperm.

"Everything is blessed by the Holy Ancestor!"

The kneeling crowd answered respectfully again.

After the insect moved its huge head and glanced around, it made a dull voice again: "My people of Kunmen, choose the witches among you, accept my blessings. In the future, kill to the place where the sun rises, and blood stain the East Victory!"

"Blood stains the East!"

"Blood stains the East!"

"Blood stains the East!"

The crowd made waves again, layered and continuous, but the sound was filled with great excitement and ecstasy.

Such a scene occurred almost at the same time in various places in the north. In a faint sense, many sounds seemed to gather together and flew out of the north, dispelling the cold wind, and forming a strong wind in itself, blowing towards the east.

The world has yin and yang, so the climate is natural, and in the south of the Red Leaf World, there is always a humid and hot climate. Therefore, ancient trees are everywhere here, and the big trees do not grow as curved as Dongsheng. Each of these trees is straight and extremely tall.

This is the barbarians, a bloodthirsty tribe, and a tribe that eats raw meat and drinks blood.

Unlike monk Dongsheng, the monks here cultivate qi and blood, and do not rely on crystal stones to practice, but on beast blood. All ferocious beasts except those they respect as saints are their targets for hunting.

It is very similar to the witch clan, but the witch clan is mostly respected by witchcraft, while they regard animals as their respect.

The autumn wind also came, but before it got close to the south, it was blocked by the lush woods. Therefore, the entire south did not have that coldness.

However, it is not that this place is unchanged. The arrival of autumn has made the extremely humid and hot forests in spring and summer become dry. Therefore, this season is almost the favorite season for barbarians, and they prefer those running beasts.

Countless ferocious beasts become fat and strong in this season, which means that the barbarians can hunt more ferocious beasts, thereby increasing their energy and blood, and their cultivation can also go further.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

Suddenly, the sound of war drums was heard in several places in the south, and the drum sound could only be heard in the southern barbarian territory.

One is to invade Dongsheng, or the barbarians, and the other is to worship ancestors.

Today's drums are slow and not fast, so it is obviously a sacrifice to ancestors.

With the sound of war drums coming out, all the barbarians began to gather towards the tribe's residence. The heads of wild beasts were cut off and neatly placed in front of a low mountain.

This scene is like ceremonializing this short mountain. If you look closely, you will realize that this short mountain is no different.

However, as many barbarians recite scriptures, strands of blood-colored essence flew out of the heads of barbarian beasts into the mountain. In just a blink of an eye, all the heads turned into a pile of dry bones.

At the same time, the short mountain suddenly moved, but these barbarians had no strange intentions. Instead, the respect in their eyes became stronger. Some even began to dance and use the oldest ritual to perform this kind of sacrifice.

The mountain kept trembling and finally slowly raised, which was very surprising. However, when the mountain stopped shaking and no longer devoured the essence of the beast blood, it was clear that this was not a short mountain, which was clearly a huge beast. The trees growing on the ferocious beasts were all hairy, and the stones were scars of the giant beasts, and there were quite a few.

"My worshippers, are you ready?"

The giant beast made a buzzing sound, and an invisible strong wind spurted out from his mouth, rolling up sand and stone. However, these barbarians did not feel disgusted by it, but instead let out a low roar, as if echoing the Holy Ancestor.

"Select the bloodthirsty son of barbarians, and I want to give him my strength!"

Such similar scenes are everywhere on the barbarian land.

The entire barbarian land became restless as a result, and the smell of blood began to fill the entire southern land.

In the western desert, the Buddhist leaders in Leiyin Temple also passed on the Buddhist order.

"Select ten Buddhist disciples, go to Tianlong Pool to bathe and fast, and listen to the scriptures."

The transmission of this method made the Western Desert no longer quiet, as if one day, the monk who had only had the ancient Buddha of Qing Lantern suddenly turned into a glaring Vajra.

The Western Moon also had a murderous aura, but the number of people they selected was very small, only ten, but these ten people might be worth hundreds, or even thousands.

For a moment, the entire Red Leaf World began to become different, and a tense atmosphere began to appear.

In Dongsheng, not only Tianyun Academy was preparing, but Lu Zhanmen had begun to select disciples, and even during the battle, some disciples died directly.

The Daotian Pavilion is much more peaceful. Many disciples silently understand the sword intent under the Daotian Peak, and use this to realize the sword intent. Many people even began to communicate with the supreme giant sword, hoping to obtain a ray of sword light on their body.

In addition, many countries have also begun to do so. The competition between tribes and the fighting between tribes has become extremely frequent.
Chapter completed!