Central Nanman, Guiteng tribe.

Although night falls and darkness gradually envelopes the land, the entire tribe does not gradually fall into peace as before. In fact, in recent days, more and more deserters have gathered from all directions in the entire Guiteng tribe, and they are shouting in confusion.

The sound came one after another, day and night.

The Ghost Vine Tribe is the largest tribe of wilderness tribes in the entire central part of the Southern Barbarians. It originally had an astonishing population of more than 800,000. They were young and strong, but there were 600,000 tribesmen who went out to hunt. In addition, the number of plundered tribesmen was

There are many barbarian tribes, so the food they have is the best in the jungles of the central southern barbarians, but that was only in the past.

After the ancestral court of the wilderness people issued the order to gather for combat, the small tribes automatically gathered towards the big tribes. The skyrocketing population and the attacks by the elite human troops overwhelmed the fragile logistics system of the desert people. The desert people who had no food to eat began to

They gathered towards the Ghost Teng tribe in an attempt to get some food.

However, in the largest food storage place of the Ghost Vine Tribe, Wang Jing personally led the Thunder Army to chop down thousands of chain lightnings a few days ago, and then beacons broke out. From then on, the entire Ghost Vine Tribe could only eat those

Burnt into pitch black carbon.

At the outermost edge of the Ghost Vine Tribe, in the corner of a wooden house, a thin young deserter huddled, staring blankly at the deserters from other tribes wandering outside the house. They were so hungry that they did not dare to go to the heavily guarded place.

Inside the Ghost Vine Tribe, the outside of the tribe was thoroughly raided.

The frightened young deserter huddled in the corner is called Ghost Toga, and the house he is in has been raided and looted countless times. Even the simple door panels have been removed and taken away, leaving only the entire wooden house.

An empty shell with air leakage from all sides.

He is an extremely young wasteland man who grew up from the Ghost Teng tribe. He is different from the other wasteland people in that he is short and thin. No matter how hungry the other wasteland people are, their huge skeleton is always there, but Ghost Teng

His teeth are different, and he is only half the size of an ordinary wild tribe, because he is a wild mixed blood.

The probability of being born as a wild hybrid is extremely low. Both in the wild and barbarian tribes, they are excluded and taboo existences. Therefore, Oni Tengya is extremely lucky to be able to survive and find a place to settle far away from the tribe.

But at this moment, looking at the pairs of scarlet eyes wandering outside the house, they were like the fanatical and greedy gaze of hungry carnivorous beasts.

However, Oni Tengya was strangely calm, or rather numb.

Suddenly, two extremely burly figures appeared outside the door, their huge bodies blocking those greedy eyes, and then a harsh and harsh sound suddenly sounded:

"My giant ancestor, it's a good thing that you, the loser, didn't get eaten, otherwise I would have been skinned and cramped."

Ghost Tengya raised his head, and what he saw in the darkness were two tall silhouettes, two tribal warriors with ferocious thorns and ghost vine totems carved on their faces. Then the two deserter warriors stepped forward, and the huge force directly hit them.

There were cracks in the cabin underfoot, and there was an overwhelming creaking sound.

Then a huge hand kept enlarging in Oni Tengya's eyes, lifting the latter up like a chicken and walking out of the house.

The huge momentum belonging to the high-level wasteland caused the outside tribesmen wandering around to avoid it. Another high-level wasteland obviously didn't have a good temper. He grabbed the nearest ordinary wasteland and twisted it violently.

He cut off its ugly head and gently threw the body forward. After a few breaths, these ordinary wandering deserters howled and fled without a trace.

"Trash worthy of death."

The high-ranking deserter from the Ghost Vine Tribe whispered something, and then, holding the dying Ghost Vine Fang, he jumped up, and after a few ups and downs, he was completely submerged in the darkness of the jungle.

Half a quarter of an hour later, in the central tent of the Ghost Vine Tribe, a deafening roar of rage soared into the sky, even shaking the branches on the roof violently.

"Dig out the totem of the leader of the Rock Bear Tribe who escaped from the battle, cut off his head and limbs, and fill the blood pool!"

The roar came from an elderly ancestral wasteland citizen, who can be said to be the second-in-command under the great chief Huang Xie among the ancestral wasteland people. Therefore, sitting in the main seat of the tent at this time, even the chief of the Guiteng tribe

They can only sit under it.

Angry roars fell. The chief of the Rock Bear Tribe, who originally occupied the Dongwang stronghold but fled in advance before the human race invaded, had the flesh and blood with the totem carved on his face and chest dug out directly by sharp stone spears, and then

After being dragged out of the tent, he happened to pass by the young man from the wilderness, Oni Tengya, who was being carried into the central tent.

The two high-level wastelanders who then brought the Ghost Teeth Vine all the way to the central tent knelt on the ground with their heads close to the ground and said respectfully:

"Lord Ancestral Envoy, this is the last wild hybrid of our tribe. Including the ones we found before, there are twenty in total."

"Bring it to the ancestral court and refine the receiving beads."

"As you command!"

The key to the ability of barbarians to find directions accurately and quickly in dense forests lies in the power of the jungle in their blood. Therefore, the ancestral home of the wilderness people searched for barbarian mixed blood, refined the barbarian blood in it, and made guide beads to reach the target in the jungle.

The purpose of guiding the direction.

The Ghost Vine Tribe is very close to the central tent. There is a very large blood pool guarded by heavy troops. It exudes an extremely weird and permeable color in the darkness. The pungent smell of blood permeates the surroundings. However, beside the blood pool, there is still

There were a large number of deserters, their mouths stuffed with thick branches, whimpering and their heads cut off, filling the pool of blood in front of them.

The killing was almost silent, for fear of disturbing the nearby ancestral messengers, but the sound of blood splashing continuously sounded like a mockery.

Deep underground along the blood pool, there was an dug cave. Countless blood washed down like a waterfall along with the corpses of the deserters. A huge rat mouth was under the waterfall.

Swallow it all.

Suddenly, the huge Earth God Mole who was eating made a very happy neighing sound as if it had eaten something delicious, and then fell down and fell into a deep sleep.

Inside the Earth God Mole, at the very center of the hive, and in the inner palace of Huang Xie, the great chief of the deserters, a majestic but brutal roar came out:

"With the chief-level flesh and blood of the earth god's favorite, he should be able to stay here for another day. When the personnel of each tribe are in place, and the endless warriors of our tribe press over, then the chief will let those human tribes

You know who is the real master among the Southern Barbarians."

After finishing speaking, Huang Xie sat alone in the deepest part of the central hive, staring forward with feverish eyes. This place was a forbidden area for all deserters, and even the women of the deserters who served Huang Xie's daily life were not allowed to enter.

Light red light shot out, illuminating the surroundings and also shining on Huang Xie's ugly face.
Chapter completed!