One Birth Seven Treasures: Invincible Daddy is Super Fierce

The forbidden area of ​​Long Island was originally intended to restrain the uncontrolled returnees in the ethnic group.

Although this is just an ordinary lake, the bottom of the lake is actually buried with the corpses of the ancestors of Dragon Island who died for tens of millions of years.

To some extent, these corpses are implicated in the spirits of the ancestors of the dead Dragon Island, so they have very powerful power.

And when these forces gather together, they can be awakened by the clansmen of Dragon Island with their blood to suppress the people they want to target.

However, the power of the corpses of the ancestors also fades with the passage of time.

The blood of the clansmen with pure blood can supplement their strength.

It can be said that as long as there are clansmen with pure blood, the forbidden area of ​​Long Island will be able to suppress those they want to suppress.

Although the forbidden area has existed for a long time, there are very few clansmen who are really sealed under the forbidden area.

The descendants of Longdao are difficult, and the overall number of the clan is not too large, so under normal circumstances, it is not a particularly serious situation, and they will not use the situation to suppress their clansmen.

Baixue was probably the only atavistic who did nothing but suffered this misery.

After all, in the entire ethnic group of Longdao, there were very few people playing tricks, so that Baixue was not prepared at all.

What's more, those who framed her were all supported by her.

"Your Majesty, we will definitely free you."

There are only a few elders left in the ethnic group, who want to free Baixue from the seal of the forbidden area. There is only one way to go, and that is to destroy the corpses of the ancestors under the forbidden area.

The corpses of the ancestors have passed through more and more power in the long river of time. Although it is somewhat difficult to destroy, it is not impossible.

The most rare thing is the blood of the lost clansmen entwined on the corpses of the ancestors, which is the blood of exceptionally pure clansmen.

What's more, those people died on the battlefield or the betrayal of their companions, and they contained resentment in themselves. With the blood, these resentment wrapped around those corpses, making the corpse's imprisonment on Bai Xue even deeper.

Therefore, if they want to break the seal, their first step must be to wash away the resentment from the blood of their companions on those corpses.

The simplest and crudest method is to also pour blood on it.

These blood cannot come from the same race, only from others, and the number must be large.

Making this decision is tantamount to creating a massacre.

These elders of Kelong Island have no choice.

The Holy See has already begun to move around. If they can't die and rescue Bai Xue from the seal, they may be greeted with endless disasters.

What's more, there is revenge for injustice, revenge for revenge, and Long Dao has always been jealous.

The old man with white beard and hair knelt for a long time in front of the deep blue lake, and did not leave until the sun set and the stars changed.

...

"come out!"

Lin Ming, who was resting with his eyes closed, was suddenly dazzled by the glare of the sun. He stretched out his hand to slightly cover his eyes, and was roughly pulled up by a person.

Before he could figure out the situation, he was dragged from the dark room to the sunlight.

There were also many people who were dragged out like him, who described themselves as embarrassed.

But in comparison, his overall mental state looks much better, at least he doesn't have that kind of punching and kicking very close.

Lin Ming caught a glimpse of the outside environment from the corner of his eye, and was covered by a black cloth bag.

Fortunately, his clairvoyant eyes could see through the cloth bag, so it didn't affect him too much. He followed the person who was pulling him quietly.

Looking at them, like driving pigs and sheep, they arranged a group of people in a certain order and tied their wrists with ropes.

It seemed to prevent these people from escaping. After tying them with ropes, those people still felt that it was not enough, so they took out the injections that had been placed on Lin Ming before, and gave each of them an injection.

After a short period of recuperation, Lin Ming's body had already recovered somewhat. Those injections had little effect on him. As soon as the medicinal power of the injections entered his body, they were washed away by the ferocious source force.

Even so, he still pretended to be weak like those who received the potion, and let these people pull the rope to the depths of the dense forest.

"Isn't that where I came from? There seems to be nothing in it. Except for a blue lake, it is a desert."

Just when he was puzzled, the person who escorted them stopped at the edge of the dense forest, and then a particularly fierce aura approached quickly from not far away.

Lin Ming sensed that ferocious aura, and quickly became vigilant. He held his right hand lightly, and if there was anything wrong later, he would be able to break free and escape.

That ferocious aura was approaching. It was an old man with white hair but a little red.

Lin Ming's eyes froze.

The person who came was actually a master?

Didn't you say that masters are rare in the world?

The one in front of him is a real grandmaster, and he was not forced to be promoted like he was before.

"Go back, just leave it to me."

Lin Ming didn't dare to move, for fear of attracting this person's attention, he could only hear him ordering those who were around the dense forest in a calm voice.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Ming carefully followed the group of people, and slowly walked into the depths of the dense forest, and came to the edge of the empty blue lake.

The edge of the blue lake is an exceptionally open area, where not a single blade of grass grows, but at this moment, there is an elevated shelf like an altar on this open area.

On the altar-like building, there was also an old man standing. The wrinkles between the old man's brows were very deep, and what was even more impressive was his aura, which was exactly the same as the old man who brought them.

He was actually a master.

When will the warriors in the Grandmaster Realm be like Chinese cabbage, so easy to see.

Lin Ming wasn't sure whether his little tricks would be discovered under the eyes of these two peerless masters, so he became more cautious.

He silently watched the old man on the high platform knelt down, and then walked on the altar with strange steps, dancing with hands and feet.

The dance steps and dance look crazy and solemn, with a barbaric atmosphere from the prehistoric, revealing a full sense of power.

When the drums beside the altar stopped, the old man standing on the high platform waved his hands lightly.

"let's start."

Lin Ming saw a man who was dragged up to the altar by an old man with a little red hair, then broke his head and threw it into the lake like a dead fish.

The person whose head had been twisted off was separated, and the blood fell into the blue lake like sprayed ink.

Lin Ming was suddenly startled.

It turned out that they were brought here as cannon fodder for death. The altar, the singing and dancing seemed to be some kind of mysterious ritual.

Cold sweat rushed directly to his forehead.