The blood warrior stood in place, tenaciously like a sculpture, and a red luster appeared in his eyes.

At this time, the members of the Pramo tribe who were fleeing around also stopped and looked at the blood warrior with strange eyes.

"The people of the God of Blood Killing will never have to fear death!" Suddenly, Old Mour let out an roar, then raised his hands above his head, and whispered loudly, ": The great God of Blood Killing, the only master of the world, and the guardian god of the war ghost clan!"

"Please expel all evil and protect the Pramo tribe!" After saying that, Old Moore knelt down.

"The great blood-killing god, please expel evil and bless the Pramo tribe!" The other Pramo tribe members, like Old Moor, knelt on the ground and prayed.

"Hahaha! It's so ridiculous!"

In the air, Savi shot out a long blood-colored tongue, piercing the chest of an indigenous woman, instantly taking her life away, and laughed wildly, ": The Black Mist Season is coming, and now is the weakest time of the year for the Blood-killing God. Do you think he will bring down divine power to protect a small Pramo tribe?"

"Are you too naive?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light soared into the sky in the central area of ​​the Pramo tribe.

The strong light is like a miracle.

"There is a stone tablet that is given by God!"

"It's the power of the God of Blood-killing!"

"Great! The Pramo tribe is saved!"

As the red light soared into the sky, the Pramo tribe ushered in a moment of tranquility. Then, Lao Muer and others burst into a burst of wild shouts, but Savi in ​​the air became unstable.

"The power of the blood-killing god?"

Savi suppressed the anxiety in his heart and growled, "I won't believe it!"

Immediately afterwards, he planned to wave his long bloody tongue again, but at this time, a red light fell from the sky and directly threw himself into the blood warrior whose long tongue was penetrated through his chest.

"Grain?"

Old Moore looked at the blood warrior not far away, and his expression of anxiety appeared on his face. Although a red light suddenly appeared in the God-given stone tablet under the prayer of the Pramo tribe, no one knew what it meant.

The next moment, the blood warrior Grain, who was pierced through his chest by a long blood-colored tongue, slowly opened his eyes, and endless red appeared from his eyes.

"Evil!"

Grain slowly raised his arm, grabbed the long tongue in his chest, exerted a little force in his palm, and said in a deep voice, "Accept the judgment of the God of Blood-killing!"

Bang!

As Glain exerted force, his long blood-colored tongue was torn off, and then, a powerful force of qi and blood was emitted from his body.

"Red Warrior?"

In the Tatar tribe, far away on the other side of the Solu Plain, Enzo's eyes flashed. Through the shadow crow's vision, he found that in the Pramo tribe, after Glain absorbed the red light again, the power of the qi and blood in his body rose step by step, and a blood stripe appeared on his chest.

That is the symbol of the Red Warrior!
Chapter completed!