The Strongest Tribe

Returning from the Totem Palace, Xia Tuo's eyes were filled with murderous intent, even mixed with a trace of tyranny.

There is a sharp sword hanging on his head every day, and it will not taste good if it falls on the head every day, and every day is worried. Only a thousand days can be a thief.

It's not good for your health because of fear every day.

Although he is not completely sure of what the demon hidden in the mountains is right now, the demon that has appeared one after another is an indisputable fact.

This made him feel very uncomfortable, who had already regarded the Wangu Mountain Range as his own vegetable garden.

Rather than waiting for the strength of the demons hidden in the various human tribes to increase, it is better to take the initiative to attack, whether it is the result of death or alive, to live happily.

"Patriarch, you find me."

In the summer garden, the bow elder of the Ministry of War and the Lord of the Witch Temple Luo came in one after another.

"How about the creation of Arrow."

"It's done. Use the softest copper. As long as the soldiers in the clan have enough arm strength, the copper arrow shot out will be squeezed on a rock or armor, and the beast core burned in it can be squeezed."

Elder Bow took out an arrow and handed it to Xia Tuo, which was an arrow feather glowing purple all over.

"Then build it as soon as possible, how much can be built in two days."

"The Ministry of War is already rushing to produce the clay film for creating arrows. With the existing clay film, it can create 500 pieces a day."

"Increase the cast mud film, and create three thousand pieces as soon as possible within two days."

"Yes."

"Snail, I have sent two boxes of beast cores to the witch hall, and step up to let the witches paint the witch pattern."

...

Three days later.

A team of six hundred totem warriors is marching fast between the undulating mountains. These clan soldiers are wearing various armors, some of which are simply beast robes.

Wolves and Fear are in front, and Wedge and Ji are behind, leading everyone to the east.

Supported by the tribe’s sufficient resources regardless of cost, the oldest group of the tribe, and the brothers who followed Xia Tuo’s family, have already crossed the threshold of the open mountain realm.

Now they are drawn from the clan soldiers, each with hundreds of totem soldiers.

"Hurry up, you must rush to Youcao Valley before dark today."

The wolf turned and shouted to the figure behind him, and then quickly walked to the front of the team again.

...

At the same time, the Xia tribe.

The clan soldiers lined up, a total of seven hundred and sixty people, wearing armor, including three hundred and fifty people in the Longquewei Valley, and the rest were Wu tribe soldiers.

"set off!"

Xia Tuo stepped down from the tribe hill, stepped on the back of Qinghuo, and walked out of the tribe first, and the many clan soldiers who followed closely followed one by one.

Goal, Grass Valley!

Xia Tuo didn't say much about this outing. For most of the tribe, he didn't know what a demon was.

The tribes living in the mountains have seen demons swallowed by demons, or have been enslaved. Naturally, there can be no more news.

Naturally fortunate if I haven't seen it.

So take the tribal turtles to see and see.

The Youcao Valley is surrounded by mountains, surrounded by undulating ancient mountains, about 30 miles from north to south, 15 miles from east to west, of course this is the approximate area.

Xia Tuo told the people in the tribe that if an adult took a big step, five hundred times would be a mile, so the tribe gradually gave up the method of counting the tops of the mountains to calculate the distance, and started a hugely different step estimation. The distance between the mountains is the worst.

A group of nearly 800 people marched forward in the mountains. In addition to the two tribal soldiers, there were also sorcerers and sorcerers accompanying them. Of course, compared to sorcerers and sorcerers riding on blue wind horses, totem warriors leaned on two Legs up.

This time Xia Tuo brought out Jiucheng, a soldier of the clan, not to kill the enemy, but to learn.

Nowadays, the Xia tribe’s Heavenly Vein Realm warrior is not counted as a few slaves, but he is counted as two of Lu, Old Man Feng, and Fat Brother.

There are many soldiers in the open mountain realm, and the spirit crystals that are not willing to use for training in the sky vein realm are not considered to be used for the promotion of the stone cracking realm warriors. Now there are as many as 26 open mountain warriors in the tribe.

The totem warriors who had started with him before, such as fear, wolf, wedge, junk, lang, dodder, and bone, have all been promoted to the open mountain realm.

In addition, the old people who became totem warriors in the first two years of the tribe's establishment also had at least three or four thousand powers one by one, and some of them reached the limit of the stone-breaking realm.

...

In the center of the Youcao Valley, over a large pit with a diameter of 100 meters, the cyclone was rolling, and the whistling wind and whistling sound passed out. The large pit was dark and dark, and it was difficult to see the scene clearly.

Thick vines hang down on the edge of the big pit, and figures are falling down holding the vines, and they carry large or small beasts on their backs.

Wow!

The deep tiankeng was very big, filled with a scent of decay and rancidity, messy footsteps sounded, and a figure in brown armor dragged a five-meter-sized fierce beast and walked deeper.

"The crocodile, why did you come back."

In the cave, the pitch-black figure stood up from the creeping damp ground and asked when looking at the figure dragging the beast in.

"We were spotted by the human tribe in the mountains again."

The wind crocodile threw the fierce beast on its shoulders into the secluded pool deep in the cave, and said to the black-scaled human figure that was crawling all over its body.

"What are you afraid of."

A touch of disdain flashed in the dark brown eyes of the figure who had just gotten up.

"Since the eternal tribe was destroyed by the great demon veteran, this mountain range has long since become a disc of sand. Wherever there are any powerful human tribes, they are all sacrifices of the great demon veteran.

The brown-eyed weird stared at the crocodile and asked, "You won't be able to let them run because of the few people who broke in the other day, a few cubs in the stone-breaking realm, that is, the waste outside."

"You know we are not in the human tribe."

There is a cold light in the wind crocodile's eyes, but their bodies are covered with fine scales. They are neither human nor beasts. They can only hide in the mountains and forests and dare not show up, otherwise they will be chased by the human tribe.

The blood in their bodies is no longer a human race, it looks like a human and a demon.

"What are you afraid of? There are still strong human races in the Eternal Mountain Range."

The brown-eyed weird waved his hand and walked out of the cave.

"I heard that a larger tribe has emerged on the west side of the mountain. Let's have a meal anytime."

It is a pity that the wind crocodile did not make a sound, and the black armor on his body fell, revealing the dense black scales all over his body, and stepped towards the **** pool in front of him.

In the center of the Youtan is an octagonal stone platform with densely packed weird lines and some rough scrolls. A group of people are kneeling and worshipping toward a horse-shaped figure.

As he stood up, the blood in the pool began to roll, flooding his feet, and then blood quickly covered his whole body along his legs, and dense blood-colored threads covered the whole body like tarsal maggots.

...

The brown-eyed weird walked out of the cave, and soon more than a dozen figures similar to him crawled under his feet.

"Blood sacrifice, traces of human tribal warriors were found outside the valley."

Hearing this, the eyes of the brown weird suddenly appeared hideous, and the scarlet tongue could not help but licked the corner of his mouth.

After waiting so long, finally human tribes came again.

Here comes they really come.

"Tell me that some people don't have to go out to hunt the beasts, and they all come back and wait. Master Zheng hasn't enjoyed enough sacrifices for a long time."

After that, he squinted his eyes and looked over the hole.

"We are the orthodox of Yuzun, the scums in the depths of the mountains... eventually..."

...

Outside the Youcao Valley, a large wooden camp was set up, and the huge wood that was cut from the mountain became this huge camp.

For fear of taking a group of people to patrol the surroundings, not far from the camp is the valley. Compared with the surrounding undulations, there is a plain river in the valley.

When they came here, they didn't move forward, but waited for Xia Tuo's arrival.

A day later, Xia Tuo led the tribe soldiers into this camp. The few people who led the scattered tribe soldiers outside, immediately came to visit and wanted to know why the patriarch ordered them to come here.

However, everyone came back unfailingly, and even the warriors of the tribe did not know why they came.

...

Woo! Woo! Woo!

Early the next morning, the horn sounded through the valley, and all the clan soldiers in the entire camp got out of the wooden tent one by one, and under the leadership of their respective leaders, followed Xia Tuo to the depths of the valley. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

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"Blood sacrifice, Human Race has already come towards us."

"There are thousands of people, all totem warriors!"

Under the sinkhole, there was a solemn flash in the eyes of the brown-eyed monster, who could tell him where so many totem warriors came from.

The wind crocodile's eyes also have solemnity. Since the end of the Daqian tribe, no tribe in this area has so many totem warriors.

The brown-eyed weird's eyes flashed a bit of cruelty. This is the sinkhole, the underground, and their place.

"Pass the order, let everyone hide in the pit, totem warriors, let them all become totem dead bodies."

In a short time, the brown-eyed monster made a decision, and the lineup of the human tribe was stronger than he expected, but it was still under control.

In the deep pit, there are nearly 20,000 people from the Pisi tribe. By taking advantage of the winding cave at the bottom of the pit, as long as all these people are lured to the bottom of the pit, it is their world.

...

A hundred meters away from the tiankeng, Xia Tuo waved his hand and stopped, all of the more than a thousand totem warriors behind him stopped walking.

"Patriarch, is this the sinkhole?"

"I'm afraid I will be able to kill you directly."

Hong and others followed Xia Tuo, and said one after another.

Xia Tuo shook his head, and the deer had no choice but to withdraw when they entered. One can imagine how complicated the Tiankeng underground is, and letting the clan soldiers in is just throwing themselves into the trap.

He is not stupid.

Quit trading at a loss.

"Come on!"

While waving his hands, some of the clan soldiers carrying wooden boxes came up.

The box was put down and opened. The densely packed beast nuclei were placed inside. Of course, these beast nuclei were all portrayed by Wudian.

Well, ten thousand.

Facing the guy deep in this sinkhole, Xia Tuojue's better to use krypton gold.

Saving time and energy can also reduce casualties, and the most important thing is that it can also reduce combat exploits.