The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

The Golden Crow falls to the west.

In the dense barren forest, the night has completely dimmed, and in a small cave under the low hill, the evil spirit grabbed a piece of soil potato tightly, and the soil potato juice dripped into the baby's mouth.

There was confusion in his eyes, he didn't know where to go, not to mention that there was such a little baby in his arms, and the little baby's life was worrying if he fleeed with him.

You must find a tribe to settle the baby down.

However, there was thought in his eyes. The scattered parts of the mountains with a radius of tens of hundreds of miles had been picked up by the tribe and dedicated to the totem in these years.

Where to send the baby?

"The evil spirit depends on where you run!"

There were chaotic sounds outside the cave, and a group of figures surrounded them, the weapons in their hands gleaming with cold light under the night, pointing at the evil spirits in the cave.

"For a damn little boy, you dare to disobey the patriarch and disrespect the Totem."

"Today, take your bones back to the tribe and give them to the totem.

"Why don't you run!"

Outside the cave, a mountain-opening warrior and nine stone-breaking warriors surrounded the cave entrance.

However, for some reason, the aura from this mountain-opening warrior, including the nine fellows under him, seemed very vain, as if it couldn't correspond to the aura he should have.

boom!

At this moment, the evil spirits moved faster, as if a tyrannical black wolf rushed out of the cave, a strong fighting spirit appeared on his arm, directly hitting a figure in the front.

puff!

A fist blasted people out, severely smashed a huge wood, and then convulsed all over, vomiting blood in the mouth, rolling his eyes, seeing that he could not survive.

Then he was about to run towards the depths of the forest, but the sound of bows came from behind.

call out!call out!call out!

In desperation, he could only retreat and was forced back to the direction of the cave again.

Boom!

Abruptly, the strong wind shook the mountains and forests, and the black light pierced through nothingness, and suddenly plunged into the body of a black armored warrior. The fierce air flow directly took the black armored warrior to fly out, exploding the flesh and blood.

Who!

In a moment of change, the sound of arrows broke out in the old forest before everyone who had encircled and suppressed the evil spirits reacted.

call out!call out!call out!

The black iron arrow pierced the void and screamed. Several arrows plunged into five or six figures almost simultaneously. The sharp arrow pierced the black armor and into the flesh and bones. In just a few breaths, there were six figures. Falling down, there are still three people who can stand.

call out!call out!call out!

The arrow rain did not stop, and shot towards the three people who were rolling and jumping before avoiding the arrow.

puff!puff!

This time, two of the remaining three people once again pierced their armor with arrows and fell heavily to the ground.

The four black shadows rushed over like ghosts in the woods, the swords in their hands gleaming with gloomy light, and every figure that went through the jungle to the end was patched up, and then surrounded the last person who was still breathing.

The only one left is the Open Mountain Realm, and the one who dodges is faster.

"Who are you guys!"

call out!

The answer to him was an arrow shot from the depths of the forest, wrapped in green light, tearing the darkness, the black armored mountain realm warrior suddenly danced with the big knife in his hand and slashed down, trying to cut off the blasting. Arrow.

puff!

However, the four figures surrounding him shot together in an instant.

Cang!Cang!Cang!

Threw the sword in his hand directly at him.

In an instant, his eyes widened.

shameless!

How can it be played like this.

I hide.

I hide again!

puff!

The big knife chopped off the black arrow, dodged the two swords, but did not dodge the remaining two, and was pierced through.

"You are……"

The Black Armor Open Mountain Realm warrior knelt to the ground, his eyes widened, he was an Open Mountain Realm.

"The villains die from talking too much."

The little fish with the rein nodded as he watched the wooden iron sword pull out from the black armored warrior in front of him and walked up from the forest.

"Uncle is right."

The soldiers in Anbu didn't feel any surprise for the death of a soldier in the open mountain realm. This was not the first time they died in the open mountain realm.

It's a pity that the tribe didn't remember any credit before.

The gap between the open mountain and the cracked stone is not difficult to smooth out. Besides, the open mountain realm fighters are also strong and weak.

"who are you!"

Moxie watched as a group of people came from the old forest and cleanly killed those who were chasing him, especially the extremely skilled mending on the fallen figure, which made his face twitch.

"We are ordered to save you."

Yang looked at the bones in one place, whistling into the air in his mouth, and suddenly an eagle crowed from the dim night sky, and several black-backed green eyes flew down.

"Elder Yang, what do these guys do."

Mu licked his face and ran over and asked, but with two dead guys in his hands, killing one would be able to obtain the Blue Armored Lord.

After being glared at by Yang, Mu suddenly threw one of them away, and said with a shameless expression: "The elder must have three thousand jun power."

"You must be upright if you want to win a battle!"

"Kill a few who have just stepped into the totem warrior realm, but what a great little bastard."

"Have you forgotten what you said on the military merit reward?"

"I haven't forgotten, kill an enemy who is no weaker than you."

After being trained like this, several guys threw away all the bones in their hands. There was no way, except for a soldier in the open mountain realm, none of these guys qualified.

No, there is one, the rein fish happily dragging the bones of a black armored warrior.

He was younger than the others, and it didn't take long for him to be promoted to a totem warrior. His strength had just reached 2,000 jun. The guy who had just been shot by an arrow by him had surpassed the strength of 2,000.

No way, our luck is so good.

"Okay, clean up and take away all the arrows. This mountain-opening warrior is on the heads of the four of you. Are we afraid that we won't fight in the future!"

"The rein fish will go back with me, you quickly escape hundreds of miles away and wait for me at Fuluo Mountain."

"Yes!"

Under the curtain of night, several Cangqing heads flew towards the distance again.

...

Summer park.

Under the night, the flames jumped, Xia Tuo in the garden looked at the dilapidated and bruised guy in front of him.

Moxie was brought to the Xia tribe, but came voluntarily. The infant baby had been taken away by a woman from the Xia tribe and sent to the home where the baby had just been born under the mountain.

"Does your tribe's totem devour the same clan?"

Moxie stared at Xia Tuo for a long time, and suddenly said something like this.

Xia Tuo glanced at Yang and the rein fish standing next to him, and then looked at the evil spirits without speaking.

"The totem is the foundation of the tribe. The tribe can only become a totem warrior by visualizing the totem. They worship the totem every year. The two are consistent and dependent. How can the totem swallow the tribe."

Yang stared at the evil spirit and said, he didn't know why the person in front of him would ask such an idiot question.

"Yes, my totem does not eat people."

"Get a good rest."

"That little baby has been sent to the home of the mountain people, and will be well raised.

Moxie seemed to have not heard Xia Tuo's words, turned his head and walked outside the stone garden, muttering in his mouth.

"The totem does not swallow the tribe, the totem and the tribe are consistent and dependent."

Puff!

The next moment, he just felt that he was spinning around, his whole person leaned back, and slammed on the ground all of a sudden, looking at the sky under the night sky, his eyes seemed to lose their luster.

"Come on, find a place for him to rest, and let Zhu Youdian shaman heal him."

Soon someone lifted the evil spirits down.

Then, Xia Tuo's gaze fell on Yang He Xiaoyu who was in front of him. Compared with when he was a follower with him, Xiaoyu was taller and his skin became darker, but he looked even stronger.

"Uncle Patriarch."

"From now on, Xu Gong only needs to bring his head back. It only needs a test to know what strength it is, and there is no fraud."

Angrily glanced at the rein fish, Xia Tuo then said to Yang: "Does the warriors of this tribe see any difference?"

"The patriarch, the subordinates discovered from the few people they had killed, that the warriors of this tribe were deficient, as if they were supposed to have two thousand knots of power, but they could only send out more than one thousand knots, which is simply a misnomer."

"The power that is not your own is not yours after all."

"Uncle Patriarch, it doesn't count if I killed one." The rein fish became nervous suddenly, and he pointed to the corpse he brought back.

"If you don't believe me, ask Uncle Yang, I shot him with an arrow and made up a sword."

"Forget it!"

With Xia Tuo's approval, the rein fish suddenly jumped up and shouted: "I'm going to tell Grandpa Rein that the fish killed one enemy, and kill two more enemies to become a blue armor."

Seeing Xia Tuo's happiness, the corner of Yang's mouth moved and said: "The patriarch, Mu, Jiao, Mengshan, and Phosphorite in Anbu also contributed this time. Although the enemies of the same realm they killed were not strong enough to count as combat merit, they assisted the subordinates. It is also a credit to kill this soldier of the Open Mountain Realm."

"So you, the leader, came to give credit to the brothers below."

When Xia Tuo said, he smiled and didn't refute, he didn't take credit for himself, the guy at his feet was at most a pseudo-open mountain realm, between the cracked stone and the open mountain realm, the whole is a fake.

"Write down the merits of the four people, and after the tribe is destroyed, recount them together!"

"The patriarch is going to fight!"

Hearing this, he was taken aback, and then he reacted.

"I have already sent the deer to the tribe."

"Elder Deer is coming back?"

Hearing this, Yang looked happy, and the deer came back. With the strength of the Celestial Vein Realm, it would surely be able to overcome the arrogance of Elder Takebe Hong.

"Little fish go and see the great elder. These days he runs in the old forest. The great elder misses you very much."

"Yes."

Yang and Ling Xiaoyu came back with the slayed bones, and he realized that he had just issued the edict for rewarding the meritorious service and had not yet perfected the corresponding requirements.

To have merit, there must be a place to narrate merits, and it is necessary to check whether the enemies killed by the soldiers in the clan are really qualified, not only to prevent good deeds, but also to prevent overcharge.