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Chapter 558: The Power of the Beast Soul(1/2)

Last time, the little baby of Zhurong was given the power of harvest by Yang Muyun to promote their growth and development. It only takes three months to grow into a half-old child, and then burn the boiler and screw it.

At that time, some people said that they were ruthless and hired child labor.

But compared with the Calabash, what is that?

The seven boys were born less than ten minutes later and went to the battlefield.

On the north side of the valley, a large army of barbarians lay across the snowfield and passed by the Great Everglades.

In spring and summer, the North Sea hunters and the Everglades fought continuously, and the nearby terrain was changed to a mess. The lakes and Everglades that were not originally connected were also connected, and thick ice caps appeared between each other.

The barbarian was still lying on the ice when he was marching from the ice, smearing the floating snow on the ground with his palms, squinting one eye, and looking down against the ice layer.

The water is flowing under the ice, and fish of all sizes are also shuttled through it.

But the ice layer is too thick.

One person is probably tall.

But a savage licked his lips, and bright red bloodshots emerged from the cracked holes on his lips.

He is very thirsty!

It’s like a fire burning in the stomach, calling out to the body, craving for more food. If you can’t get food, it will be extinguished and die.

"roar!"

I saw him roaring his head and roaring, his disguised hair exploded instantly, and an invisible wave of air exploded around with the foothold as the center. The circular wave of air hit the floating snow on the ice, instantly clearing out a square circle.

More than ten steps of space.

The swimming fish under the ice also became dull and stayed in place and could not move.

boom!

The barbarian punched him and a radial burst flower exploded on the ice surface in an instant.

The barbarian reached down the moment the ice surface was shaken and separated, and then lifted up with his fingers. The ice surface roared and closed, cutting off a piece of fish tail in the ice layer.

The barbarian mentioned that the big fish with a broken tail and still grew like himself, and laughed wildly.

Then he saw him opening his mouth to the fish's lower body, licking and sucking wildly regardless of the salty and sticky mouth, and even more so, his resistance and struggle.

The big fish is plump, and its thick body is shriveled little by little, and its smooth and soft skin is also covered with wrinkles, even shriveled, collapsed, and becomes skinny.

The scales that reflected the colorful light quickly lost their luster and then fell one by one.

There was no crisp collision sound, but a dull sound of puffing.

But the next moment, there was a loud bang, and a huge head fell to the ground. It bounced a few times, and the blood from the rising heat splashed everywhere. In a flash, the heat was seized by the ice and snow, and condensed into ice.

A particularly large barbarian stared at his red eyes, his thick and rolled nostrils hummed and spurted out two rays of white air.

I saw a painful expression on his face when he stepped on his head, and his lips were even squirming. I don’t know if he was praying or cursing.

However, the thick soles of the feet exerted force, and only the crackling sounds were heard, and a huge bloody flower bloomed on the ice.

"Listen to them all!"

The other barbarians and beast-headed men all hunched their backs slightly and tried their best to show respect and tame.

The savage in the head had a ferocious cheek and was extremely fierce, with the corners of his mouth grinning upwards, revealing two sharp fangs.

"Military orders are like a mountain! Without orders to attack, those who act rashly will die!"

After saying that, the savage kicked.

The corpses on the ground slid hundreds of steps on the ice, clearing away the snow along the way and splashing blood.

A blood-stained road emerged.

It's like a red carpet.

Yang Muyun walked out of the reed-like wind and snow, stepped on the headless corpse with one foot, and looked at the end along the scarlet carpet.

The strong wind swirled across the ground.

The headless corpse was instantly wrapped with a layer of broken ice. The next moment, the team behind Yang Muyun also emerged like a truth.

The loose barbarian army reacted instantly.

The enemy was at a disadvantage and he failed to discover it in time, and the enemy had already discovered him.

If you followed me to fish with ice and then be attacked by the enemy, you will definitely be caught off guard.

When I thought of the disastrous consequences, I felt that the chief's savages were all feeling the bone-chilling chill.

The shadow of death almost covered his heels.

Yang Muyun looked at the barbarian team opposite, especially the leader at the other end of his sight.

Was that kick just now, luck or intention?

Yang Muyun is not sure.

Why did he rush to the ambush place just in one kick, and he stopped at the bottom of his feet?

If it is not a coincidence, there is only one explanation - provocation!

The barbarian chief raised his palms and signaled his clans to relax his vigilance, then stepped forward.

"On the opposite tribe, we are the Beast Soul Tribe. If you pass by here, please give us some convenience!"

Yang Muyun replied: "The flower planting family is ahead, don't enter the newborn!"

The chief of the Beast Soul Tribe snorted slightly, and the snow squirts floating around him exploded out of thin air, turning into snow foam all over the sky.

"Going south to conquer the civilized world is the long-cherished wish of our barbarian clan for thousands of years. I hope you will not go against the will of your ancestors, nor will you confront thousands of fellow tribes!"

Yang Muyun snorted coldly: "I have already done it to conquer the civilized world. This is my war zone and my hunting ground. All the prey here belongs to me! Even if my ancestors come here in person, I will not give in a step!"

Hunting ground!

This is not only the internal rules of the barbarians, but also other races.

A certain area around a tribe is a hunting ground for it to collect and hunt.

Not only are smart creatures, but also wild beasts without wisdom.

Yang Muyun's words were reasonable, and the chief of the Beast Soul Tribe didn't know how to answer for a while.

"I promise that I will restrain my subordinates and will not let them destroy every grass and tree along the way!"

As he said that, the chief of the Beast Soul Tribe supposes the soles of the feet, and a broken skull is kicked out by him.

Yang Muyun shook his head firmly, "Sorry, this matter has no discussion!"

Originally, it was very sensitive to the use of such things. Who would be so arrogant that other tribes could enter their hinterland with full armed forces?

What's more, from the flower-planting family to the south is Tielu City, which is also Yang Muyun's territory.

Going south further is the Caucasus area, which has been occupied by Yang Muyun.

Going south further is the Kingdom of Sauron, which is also under the management of Yang Muyun.

To the south again is King Sauron is subverting (crossing out) the many neighboring countries that are being persuaded.

The Beast Soul Tribe went south by taking the opportunity to conquer the civilized world, but in fact it was sharing Yang Muyun's fruit of victory.

"We will use our own hands to fight for honor and will never embezzle your achievements. Please rest assured."

"You've misunderstood. I've never cared about the resources and wealth of the civilized world."

If it is another tribe, it is okay to use the passage.

One more partner and one more combat power.

Anyway, the civilized world is huge, and on your left and I am the right, there are endless resources and wealth.

But the problem is that Yang Muyun is different from other barbarians.

The areas he conquered were not for burning, killing, looting, but for permanent occupation.

Yang Muyun needs the faith of the residents on this land, and uses faith to accumulate the will of mountains and rivers, condense the rules, and piece together the areas, making his god of earth worthy of his name.

If a group of barbarians are placed in here, isn’t this an illegal demolition team?

The construction achievements that were finally completed have returned to the Stone Age in a blink of an eye.

The chief of the Beast Soul Tribe's face was even more ferocious.

The tribe members under his command also let out a low roar and heavy breathing. Several of them had their eyes swelled up with blood, and they were obviously on the verge of madness under the stimulation of anger.

"I'll ask you the last time!"

"Unless you surrender to me and become my commander, you can pass through. Otherwise, speak with your fists!"

The chief of the Beast Soul Tribe roared, his palm opened, and a blood light shot out, and then turned into a long-handled battle axe.

Other tribe members also roared, and colorful lights rose from their bodies.

These lights rushed upward from their shoulders and the top of their heads, hovering three feet above their heads, condensing, and turning into various ferocious birds and beasts.

This is……
To be continued...
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