Just as Meng Jingtian was immersed in this solemn atmosphere, a group of demonic beasts lined up and arrived in front of the temple.
Each clan had one. These demonic beasts were all level 100, but at this moment, their terrifying HP was only left with a drop of blood.
When they arrived at the temple, they all knelt down to Meng jingtian.
Bai Ze held a black dagger in his mouth. He came to Meng Jingtian’s side and handed the dagger to him.
“This is...”Meng Jingtian looked at the Azure Dragon Clan’s leader beside him in confusion.
“Sacrifice,”the Azure Dragon Clan’s leader replied indifferently.
“Our sins can not be washed away. Since the God has accepted us, your kindness can not be repaid. This is just a small token of gratitude.”
“Uh...”hearing his words, Meng Jingtian’s mind was filled with thoughts of how he Bo had asked the people to sacrifice a boy and a girl. He did not want to become such a hateful evil god.
