Chapter 1088: Savage Food

"Goooh~~~~~~~~"

Suddenly, a very penetrating cry came from outside the forest.

This sound made all the noisy and screaming ancient eagles quiet down. Through the gaps in the forest, Zhu Minglang saw many ancient eagles perched on the towering pinnacles and cliffs, as if they were waiting. What.

"Goooh~~~~~~~"

The strange cry came in again.

At this time, someone in the team slowly stood up and started walking towards the outside of the forest.

"Stay where you are, don't act without authorization!" Seeing this, Wei Huan ordered the disciples who left the ring array to say.

However, those disciples ignored Wei Huan at all, and they still staggered towards the outside of the forest, as if they had heard the call of the Holy Master.

"Come back, did you hear that!!" Several immortal masters shouted loudly.

They flew in front of these disciples, and blocked them from walking out of the forest with a strong attitude.

However, these disciples still go out, as long as they are blocked, they will become extremely manic.

Zhu Minglang realized that something was wrong, hurried to the edge of the forest, looked into the vast Gobi, and sure enough, there was a red dragon standing in the Gobi!

Red-striped Death Dragon! ! !

Moreover, this time there was more than one, Zhu Minglang saw more than a dozen red-striped death dragons.

They are like a dragon's den, seven or eight are adults, and four or five are juvenile and growing.

"Goooh~~~~~~"

The strange cry came from their mouths, and every time they cried, some of the hundreds of members of Yuheng Xinggong stood up as if obsessed, and moved toward the red-striped gods of death desperately. Dragon go!

"Stop them quickly, tie them up!!" Zhu Minglang hurriedly shouted.

Seeing this, other people also rushed to help those "obsessed" disciples.

"ah!!!!!"

suddenly,

A sharp cry sounded.

Zhu Minglang looked for his reputation and saw Lou Qian.

Lou Qian was restraining a companion in place, but who would have thought that her companion drew his sword and slashed at her own neck! !

That female disciple cut off her own head.

Her blood splashed all over Lou Qian.

But this was not the main reason for Lou Qian to scream in horror. The female disciple who cut off her head actually held her bloody head and continued to walk towards the red-striped death dragon!

A headless female disciple in long gown, holding her head, walked out of the forest unswervingly in the night mist, nothing can stop her determination to put her head on the table of the red-striped death dragon tribute! !

This scene is even more creepy! !

On the way back, Zhu Minglang has been thinking about whether the red-striped death dragon has an extremely powerful ability to control the mind, which can make people lose their minds...

But now, Zhu Minglang completely denied this conjecture.

Even the head is gone, how to control the mind! !

These people seem to be chosen by the god of death, desperately and frantically offering their lives, even if others stop them, they will do everything possible to end their lives by themselves, and then use their belief in the god of death to drag their own lives The corpse went to the red-striped dragon, the god of death.

Tribute...

Tribute to death.

These selected people are all tributes from the God of Death!

Beigong Sword Immortal Wei Huan, as a divine monarch, also showed a bit of panic and panic in the face of such a situation.

And the other female sword gods, female Tianzun, and female sword masters were so frightened that they didn't dare to stop their fellow sisters, fearing that they would also become the tribute of the god of death!

One after another, the sword masters walked out of the forest.

There are also several male guards.

Like Zhou Feng before, they arrived in front of the red-striped death dragon like walking corpses, and then knelt down before them as if revering the gods.

Even if a prisoner on death row is executed, the prisoner will struggle at the end, but these people did not, they saw their own Allah, and offered everything they had.

Zhu Minglang wanted to save them from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't stop him.

Elders such as Tang Zun, Lan Zun, Mei Zun, Linghu Immortal Master, Buddha Bead Old Sword Master, etc. also wanted to help them, but after seeing Kui Zun whose cultivation level was comparable to theirs, he also set foot on this road of worshiping Huangquan Finally, they no longer felt pain and helplessness deep in their hearts, but a little bit of happiness surged up in this weirdness and horror...

Fortunately, it was not me who was chosen!

...

Thirty or forty people, their heads were bitten off one by one, there is no slight difference from active feeding.

Those red-striped death dragons are like nobles on the dining table, gracefully choosing their favorite food, chewing and swallowing slowly.

The red-striped death dragon only eats heads, and likes to pick off human heads by itself. Those who hold the heads over seem to lose some freshness, and usually choose to eat them last.

As for the headless corpses...

It became the dinner party of the ancient eagles!

At this moment, Zhu Minglang understood why the ancient eagles were no longer afraid of dragons, because they relied on these red-striped death dragons.

Dragons eat meat, they drink soup.

What's more, the red-striped Death Dragon actually left most of its meat to them.

Bloody, barbaric, and extremely cruel. Although there are scenes of predation happening every day in this primitive plain, when I think that it is my fellow disciples who are being bitten into a puddle of rotten bones and flesh as food, these members of Yuheng Xinggong We started crying and retching...

The impact this scene had on everyone's hearts was too strong! !

In Beidou Shenjiang, any star palace fairy who dies needs to mourn solemnly and perform various noble funeral ceremonies.

But on the Nether Star, everyone was dragged back to the most ancient era. They drank blood and preyed on the weak. Human beings were no longer noble and unique. In front of the powerful creatures of the Nether Star, they were just livestock used to fill their stomachs. , What kind of son of God, god general, what kind of goddess, saint, the difference is only the difference in flesh quality caused by age difference! !

"We... don't we do something?" Someone still suffered from the condemnation of conscience in this shock, and asked.

But no one answered.

How to do? ?

No one flinched from how brutal the scene was.

But the ability of the red-striped death-striped dragon cannot be understood by common sense.

What's more, if they rush out now, they cannot avoid being attacked by the ancient eagle.

In the forest, there were obviously hundreds of people, but it was so silent that there was no sound.

The only fortunate thing is that after those dozens of people paid tribute, this terrifying offering did not spread to other people, and no one walked out with those weird steps...

In the process of shock and fear, the nightmare scene finally came to an end.

After enjoying the elegant dinner, the red-striped Death Dragon flew away with wings, and didn't miss the other people in the forest any more.