When the remaining figure of the hunting team appeared on the edge of the mud on the periphery of the tribe, the sunset was dyeing the swamp bloody.

More than 200 hunters who went to the war returned alive. The giant creature they carried on their shoulders - the corpse of the bone-eroded dragon, casting a hideous shadow in the twilight.

The scales of the dragon corpse were still covered with the unscattered Taiyi Dao pattern. When the rotten blood condensed at the fracture of the reverse scale dripped, wisps of blue smoke were eroded on the ground.

"That breath is a ground dragon in Taiyi realm!" An old woman squatting under the eaves to peel the snake gallbladder suddenly stood up, and the bone knife in her hand fell to the ground.

The wrinkles on her dark face trembled violently, and her hoarse voice instantly ignited the people around her: "The hunting team slaughtered the fourth-level earth dragon--!"

In an instant, the entire tribe exploded like boiling oil and water.

The children ran barefoot through the muddy streets, their ankle silver bells mixed with exclamations.

They looked up at the dragon corpse that was larger than the altar snake god statue, and their pupils reflected the unextinguished chaotic light spots on the scales.

A bold boy tried to touch the hanging dragon's tail, but his fingertips were burned by the remaining bone-eroding gas. He cried so much that his mother pulled him back - the woman stared at the dragon corpse and couldn't move her eyes, and her throat rolled with a greedy swallowing sound.

"Reverse scales! The Earth Dragon's reverse scales can be refined into saint armor against the Gu!" The witch doctor's tortoise armor plate trembled wildly in his sleeves.

He staggered towards the dragon corpse, and as he stroked the broken scales, the turbid old tears hit the Taoist pattern and evaporated: "Ancestor... this can be regarded as the treasure of the tribe!"

The young and strong men and women had already swarmed up. They used snake bone daggers to cut off the soft flesh of the dragon's belly, and the blades and scales flew out Mars.

Someone cut off a large piece of leg flesh and raised it over his head. The sticky dragon blood flowed into the snakeskin tattoo along his arms, causing the totem to twist like a living creature.

Among them was a pair of brothers - they worked together to pry open the dragon's mouth and use a pottery jar to pick up the "earth ambergris" that had not solidified in their throats. The smelly liquid was the main medicine for refining the Breaking Realm Pill!

Outside the carnival wave, more than a dozen women stood quietly in the shadow of the altar. The snake bone necklaces hanging on their chests should have swayed lightly with their breath, but now they are as silent as solidified.

"Anan's father... hasn't come back?" A young woman holding a baby suddenly spoke.

Her fingertips deeply into the swaddle clothes woven by the dragon blood vine, but the baby cried heartbrokenly because of hunger. Today was supposed to be the day when her husband hunted and fed with meat.

The lame old man Viayan hit the ground with a stone pole.

He is the oldest tomb guard of the tribe, but at this moment he is like a rotten wood struck by lightning: "Three hundred hunters broke thirty-six people... The bone burial pit is about to be dug again."

In the straw sheds of many dead hunters, their wives knelt in front of the door and sewed the soul-suming banners with bone needles. The crooked snake-shaped runes on the banners were painted with prey blood.

There were a few young sons curled up in the corner of the shed, and the eldest son was mechanically grinding a small bone knife - swearing that he would become an excellent hunter in the future.

After the night fell completely, a 10-foot-high pure miasma fire ignited in the center of the tribe. This was a holy flame ignited with a thousand-year-old snake oil mixed with spiritual wood, which could refine the evil spirits in the flesh and blood of Taiyi beasts.

Captain Hunting stood in front of the fire with his upper body naked, and the newly added dragon claw wound on his back was still bleeding. He held the heart of the earth dragon with both hands - the huge organ was still beating, and every tremor caused a slight rippling space.

"If Lord Xiangliu hadn't taken action today, we might not have come back..." Ziya's voice was hoarse as sandpaper rubbed.

He deliberately turned his heart to the direction of Amuzha's thatched house, where the Jiutou Xiangliu was lying in the moonlight.

"Our team will become the earth dragon feces!"

"Yes, this hunting is thanks to Lord Xiangliu."

"It would be great if Lord Xiangliu became the snake god in our tribe-"

"Shhh, what nonsense!"

The brothers who had received ambergris suddenly left the line and placed the pottery jar heavily on the stone platform in Xiangliu: "Sir, I saved the warriors of my tribe. Please accept this ambergris with a smile!"

The old witch doctor trembled and presented a chain of snake god bones - the chain of bones was sealed with the Daluo Golden Immortal-level snake soul.

The girl with fire pattern removed the poison-eating sac on her waist, which contained the poison-eating worms she had raised for 30 years.

Even the wives of the soldiers who died in battle squeezed forward and presented the soul-summoning banner with both hands: "Please preside over the soul-summoning..."

This tribe has only existed for more than ten years, and Xiangliu, who helped their tribe many times, has already gained a very high prestige.

The snake head in the center of Xiangliu was slightly raised. Its poisonous pupil swept across the offerings and suddenly spewed out the blue mist. The chaotic scene of the wilderness era appeared in the mist, which was showing the majesty of the ancient evil gods.

"Thank you for saving the hunting team this time." Elder Chi Lian appeared at some point. The fire snake tattoo on his arm actually bowed his head to Xiang Liu: "Your divine power is no less than Lord Snake God!"

The meaning of this sentence is very ambiguous. Support me to replace the snake god?

Xiang Liu narrowed his eyes and had existed in this tribe for ten years. He completely controlled the situation of the Snake God tribe. This tribe worshiped the big snake at the peak of Taiyi Immortal Lord, and the tribe often hunted food and offered sacrifices to the Snake God.

This snake god relies on the power of faith of the tribe to help him nourish his soul and practice. At the same time, it will take action when this tribe encounters the danger of extermination.

At midnight, the heart of the Earth Dragon is enshrined at the Altar of the Snake God.

The stone sculpture, which was a hundred meters high, was wriggling like a living thing at this moment, and the surface of the stone skin peeled off, revealing its blue-black body.

When the serpent teeth pressed the dragon's heart into the groove of the altar, the snake god suddenly stood up!

"Hiss--" The moment when the snake letter rolled over the heart, Taiyi's essence and blood flowed backwards into its throat like a waterfall.

The insect patterns on the scales of the snake god lit up one after another, and finally condensed into a blood-colored crystal crown at the tip of the horn.

The four elders sang at the same time. Their blood outlined the "Ten Thousand Snakes Chaozong" formation map on the altar, which caused all the snake bones and houses of the tribe to resonate and tremble.

The sleeping snake soul emerged from the beams and pillars, swimming around the snake god like a pilgrimage.

However, when the snake god's vertical pupil swept towards Xiangliu, the chaotic gaze actually implicitly feared.

It suddenly shook its tail and threw half of the dragon heart in front of Xiangliu - this is the recognition of the highest specifications among ferocious beasts.

"It seems like a different totem..." Elder Yin Viper murmured in a voice that only he could hear. His eyes glanced at Xiangliu were already filled with the heat of a believer.

Will you act?

Xiangliu Big Snake did not accept the other party's approval. She stared at the big snake in the Taiyi Immortal Lord realm, and spoke in a Nanjiang accent, saying: "I am not interested in this, it is your heart. Can fellow Taoist give in?"

The big snake with a row of thorns on its back was stunned and then furious: "Are you provoking me?"

Xiangliu Big Snake sneered: "That's right, the snake god of the Snake God tribe, it's time to change to a snake!"
Chapter completed!