The white men wielded knives, bows and arrows and fought hard from house to house, but the black men kept retreating due to the large number of people.? ? ? w?w?w?．

If you retreat any further, there will be almost no way to retreat. The women, children and old people in the village are behind you. If these men fail, the old people will be killed because they are worthless, the women will be kidnapped, and the children will become slaves.

There is no such thing as mercy when the living environment is harsh.

On the roof, a 17- or 18-year-old Baibu boy tore down rocks from the roof and smashed them hard!

In a narrow alley between ancient stone houses, a strong man was hit in the head by a stone and died miserably on the spot. Stones fell one after another, killing and injuring the attacking man.

In the distance, there was a Kurobe man holding a bamboo blow dart, aiming it at the young man and blowing hard!

Phew~

The young man holding up the stone was carried into the alley with the stone to his death. Brutal fighting could be seen everywhere. Boys over the age of thirteen or fourteen would participate in this battle to defend their homeland, because according to the rules of Shiwandashan, after the village was breached

They will all be killed as sacrifices to the gods.

Arrows were flying in random directions and howling continuously. The brawny patriarch held a long sword and rushed to the front step by step to attack the enemy!

He is a person who has practiced cultivation. The cultivation system of the Southern Wilderness is different from that of the Central Plains. The cultivation direction of this patriarch is similar to the physical cultivation route of the monsters. This is very common in the Southern Wilderness. Most tribal leaders are physical cultivation.

The one with the highest cultivation level will be elected as the clan leader.

A strong man is equivalent to the cultivation level of the late stage of Qi refining. If a small tribe of a thousand people can have a master of the late stage of Qi refining, it is already burning incense, and the other party also has a clan leader with the same cultivation level...

The appearance of the burly patriarch quickly attracted the attention of those in Kurobe.

"Kill!"

More people flocked to the brawny patriarch, but the brawny patriarch did not know what secret technique he had used. Suddenly, his muscles swelled and became extremely powerful. The old priest standing behind also attracted countless poisonous insects to help him fight. Densely dense poisonous insects emerged to attack him.

The strong Kurobe men who were at the front were poisoned to death, with their faces covered with broken blisters, and the priests from the small tribes belonging to the Kurobe also came out to fight with them!

The tribe leader of Kurobe picked up his weapon and charged at the strong man.

The Kurobe priest took out some kind of animal bone and scratched his forearm. He held up the blood-stained bones and chanted a curse. Black gas came out of the bones and penetrated into the dead bodies that had fallen to the ground. Then, the dead bodies with fatal wounds were

Stand up unsteadily...

Behind the village.

The old priest walked tremblingly to the altar under the totem, took out a white bone flute and played...

"No! They are using that sacred weapon! Stop them quickly!"

The Kurobe people entered the palace more violently, and crossbow arrows continued to cross the front and land near the altar.

Faced with the crisis of the village's collapse, everyone chose to step forward. The old man stood in front of the altar and blocked the arrows with his body. One by one, old men fell down and more and more old men came forward...

Natural selection, the creatures in the mountains are all for the sake of inheritance.

The old priest suppressed his grief and played the bone flute...

The melodious sound of the flute floats towards the rolling mountains.

The bone flute has miraculous powers, and a mysterious wave swept through the mountains and through the forest, searching continuously. Then, the mysterious wave seemed to have discovered something and headed straight towards a white figure on the mountain road.

Bai Yu, who was strolling around in Nanhuang's beautiful clothes, was suddenly startled!

What the hell is that sound?

At the same time, the old priest's eyes lit up on the other side of the mountain.

The mysterious bone flute gradually cracked and shattered, and pieces of debris fell to the ground. The old priest stopped playing, closed his eyes, and muttered...

Mountain road on the other side.

Bai Yu's head flicked from side to side, but he didn't find anyone around him. However, there was a voice that kept talking in his head. The syllables were strange but he could understand the meaning of the words, like the sacrificial language used in sacrifices.

"The ancestor god Chi You protects..."

"A powerful holy beast that walks in the vast mountains and wilderness..."

"Please listen to my most sincere prayer..."

"Come here to protect the survival of our bloodline..."

"Ask the powerful holy beast to destroy my enemies, save my home, and illuminate my destiny..."

"My clan will offer the best sacrifice..."

That voice kept appearing in Bai Yu's head, saying it over and over again, constantly tempting Bai Yu to go in the direction that was guided by the unknown. Subconsciously, he felt that if he agreed, he would get benefits, as if there was a voice that kept saying, "Go, go, go, go."

There will be sacrifices waiting there.

Finally, Bai Yu decided to go and have a look. It was always hard to refuse such things as benefits and sacrifices.

"I agree."

It jumped forward and transformed into a thirty-meter-long ferocious giant snake. It controlled the strong wind and twisted its body to swim toward the mountain ridge against the treetops...

The birds in the mountains were frightened and the animals were frightened!

In the village of the small Baibe tribe, the old priest was overjoyed. At this time, the bone flute in his hand had already turned into ashes and scattered. This scene made the leader of the village of the Black tribe who wanted to snatch the treasure beat his chest.

Suddenly, the old priest fainted and fell, and a young and beautiful girl rushed forward...

"grandfather……"

The old priest smiled with his wrinkled face.

"I'm fine... I'll leave the rest to you. Do you remember the summoning spell? Recite the spell for me..."

"Um!"

The young girl sobbed and nodded in agreement, wiped away her tears and stood on the altar to recite witchcraft spells.

The small tribe belonging to the Kurobe was greatly disappointed. In addition to the opponent's wealth and population, they originally came here just for the sacred artifact. For this reason, they even spent five years planting secret hands in the opponent's tribe to prepare to steal the sacred artifact today.

I never thought that the secret hand didn't show up at all.

No matter why the secret hand failed, the situation is now difficult to get out of.

Seeing that the small Bai tribe actually used the sacred weapon to cast spells, they were delighted that it seemed to be a success.

The clan leader of the Kurobe tribe is in great distress...

"Quick! Kill that girl! Stop her from chanting the spell!"

The men in the Kurobe village attacked even more frantically, slashing with machetes and firing crossbows, while the Baibe tribe warriors were even more ferocious, dragging the enemy almost desperately to prevent them from approaching the rear altar!

The fight between the two clan leaders was even more dangerous. The clan leader of the small Baibe tribe laughed loudly. He knew that as long as he held on, he could put the other party into crisis.

The girl was still chanting the mantra, and time passed by minute by second...

suddenly!

Many people noticed a large flock of birds flying up from the top of the mountain!

Different types of birds will not fly up in a swarm at the same time. If they scream and fly around, there is only one possibility: there is some terrible beast.

The leader of the small tribe belonging to the Kurobe shouted in fear and anxiety.

"My son! Take action quickly! If you don't take action, it will be too late!"

However, no one responded to him, and the secret hand that he had prepared for five years disappeared into obscurity. The originally flawless plan became riddled with holes because of his disappearance, which even gave the other party time to complete the summoning spell and invite the monsters.

, the birds on the mountain ridge flew away in panic, that thing was about to appear...

In a certain stone house in this small village in Baibe.

A young man looked quietly at the beautiful girl on the altar through the window, his eyes full of admiration and doting. He was the son of the leader of the small Kurobe tribe and the man who had been hiding in hiding for five years.

Destiny is really amazing. At the beginning, he was very energetic and tried his best to sneak into the village for the sake of his father, the patriarch.

I just wait to snatch or kill the priests in the village when the holy weapon appears today, and take the opportunity to seize the holy weapon and occupy the wealth and women of this small Baibe tribe.

But he happened to fall in love with the daughter of a priest from the enemy tribe. He had seen many girls, but no one was as beautiful and charming as her, as fragrant and charming as the flowers blooming in spring...

But they are destined not to be together.

The young man sighed, he couldn't do it, he couldn't kill the girl, and he would be sorry to his father and tribe.

He stabbed his chest with a sharp knife.

Looking at the girl on the altar and smiling, she slipped weakly...
Chapter completed!