Among the already destroyed Spider Tribe, the Mang Tribe and allies are happily collecting spoils. The collection of a large tribe is extremely rich, and this is a very huge property.

The still alive members of the Spider Tribe were tied up in a daze and became prisoners of war. Some of them could not accept reality and committed suicide, while most of them survived.

They thought of the tribes they had conquered, and the captives were to become slaves, and slaves lived less than the livestock they raised.

When they thought of becoming slaves in the future, they couldn't stop trembling and even wanted to die.

However, people have the instinct to survive, and most people are reluctant to die after all.

Mountain pattern uses a piece of animal skin to cushion on the flat rock, and then ask Qingzhu to sit down.

Qingzhu thought that the spider god was still alive and Chen Bei had already pursued her. She was a little confused and worried about the danger Chen Bei would encounter.

However, she didn't know that Chenbei was not in danger, but she would soon encounter big trouble.

In a valley far away from the Spider Tribe, bones piled up into mountains, and even a thick layer of bone meal was accumulated on the ground.

Logically speaking, such a place should be very fertile and densely planted.

However, here was dead, with only a group of crows standing on the dead tree not far away, with blood-red eyes open and watching around.

Not long ago, when the green bamboo was performing black witchcraft, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew in the valley, and bone powder was flying all over the sky, and even the red-eyed crows were frightened and flew everywhere.

“Gaba Gaba…”

A skeleton crawled up from the ground, and through the two eye sockets of the skeleton, you could see a ball of soul fire jumping inside.

"The breath of black witchcraft!"

There was a sound coming from the soul fire, but the sound was so cold that it gave people a gloomy and terrifying feeling.

"After so many years of silence, someone has finally practiced black witchcraft again!"

The skeleton was obviously very excited, and the soul fire was beating violently, flashing.

The skeleton spread his claws, looked up at the sky, and said excitedly: "The black witch will eventually return and sweep the earth!"

“Gagaha…”

In the distance, the red-eyed crow chuckled excitedly, as if very excited.

"I've been silent for so many years, and it's time to go out for a walk."

The skeleton slowly moved his body, and the bones in his body sounded "Gaba" and then, his soul fire seemed to be boiling, gradually boiling and growing, and finally covering the bones in his body.

His aura also became stronger, completely different from his previous silent state.

"Go and see what the Black Witch successor looks like."

A black mist, or death aura, gradually rose by the skeleton, and moved with him under his control, and the figure of the skeleton also appeared in the black fog.

The skeleton walked step by step outside the valley under the black fog. At first, he walked very slowly, but then he walked faster and faster. He gradually stopped walking, but flew.

“Gagaha…”

The group of red-eyed crows actually followed the skeleton excitedly, as if they could get some benefit after it.

The black fog moved very fast. On the road, it felt the aura of the battle between the three totem gods, and it stayed deliberately and sensed it carefully, obviously very afraid.

Fortunately, the three great gods quickly left, otherwise they would not dare to go there at all.

The black fog continued to move. During this period, it also saw Chenbei riding a red crane passing by from afar. Its soul fire jumped a few times, obviously shocked by such a powerful human.

However, Chenbei was not its target, and it continued to fly towards the Spider Tribe.

Finally, it approached the Spider Tribe, a place where a war had just happened, and there were dead souls everywhere, which made it very excited.

At the same time, it also saw the source of the breath of black witchcraft - Qingzhu.

"It's a witch, a very powerful witch, very good."

The skeleton was obviously very satisfied with this result. It gradually floated from the edge of the battlefield to the Qingzhu. Along the way, the black fog surrounding it attracted countless dead souls. The soul fire in the skeleton swallowed these dead souls one by one, becoming more and more powerful.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

A gust of cold wind suddenly blew above the Spider Tribe, and countless souls were wailing, and a group of red-eyed crows were chirping excitedly in the distance.

Everything is so weird, much weirder than Qingzhu's previous black witchcraft was used.

Qingzhu, who was sitting on the stone, stood up suddenly and stared at the black fog with her eyes tightly because she actually felt a familiar and unfamiliar aura in the black fog.

"Witch, what is that?"

Shan Wen stared nervously at the increasingly huge black fog. He felt a very terrible threat on the black fog.

"I don't know." Qingzhu's face was very serious.

"Let the soldiers stop collecting spoils and gather together."

"yes!"

Shan Wen realized the seriousness of the problem and immediately shouted loudly, asking the soldiers of the Mang Tribe to gather immediately.

The soldiers of the Mang tribe are much more disciplined than other tribes. After hearing the order, no matter what they are doing or what good things they find, they will immediately let go and gather quickly.

This time, several subordinate tribes and allied tribes were also fighting with the Mang tribe, and their totem gods came.

A huge butterfly flew to Qingzhu, flying above her head, staring at the black fog with fear.

A tall ape also came over with a thick stone stick, standing beside Qingzhu with a serious expression.

A giant pangolin suddenly emerged from the ground and stood beside Qingzhu, with cold light shining on the scales.

As for the totem god of the Youxiong Tribe, he did not come here because of his hibernation and only sent a few hundred warriors.

The totem god of the Blood Vine Tribe went back after failing to stop the spider god just now, and he would definitely not be able to get through for a while.

Therefore, on the battlefield today, there are only a few little gods and green bamboos, which are the highest combat power.

"Little girl, why are you so hostile to me?"

The skeleton in the black fog actually ignored the existence of several little gods and spoke directly to Qingzhu. Moreover, he didn't know what magical powers it used. Only Qingzhu could hear what it said, and even the totem god of the small tribe next to him did not hear any sound.

"Who are you?" Qingzhu asked nervously.

"Who am I? This question is well asked. It has been a long time since no one has asked me."

The skeletons in the black fog seem to be reminiscing.

It was silent for a while and continued: "Thousands of years ago, I was a witch from a large tribe. Later, I practiced a brand new witchcraft, which allowed my strength to grow rapidly. I left the tribe and became the black witch in the mouths of people."

"Little girl, you have practiced black witchcraft and are the same person as me, so don't worry, I won't hurt you, I just want to invite you to practice stronger black witchcraft."

Qingzhu refused decisively and said, "I will not betray the tribe!"

"Why are you so anxious to refuse? One day, you will understand that life is just a lie, and death is the real starting point."

"Everything you care about now is just a joke in the end. Only by practicing stronger black witchcraft can you gain eternity."

In the black fog, the skeleton used various words to constantly induce Qingzhu, hoping that she would give up the Mang tribe and practice stronger black witchcraft with it.

However, Qingzhu was very firm and unmoved.

"It seems that you know nothing about my power, so let me see it."
Chapter completed!