Before nightfall, the sky was dark. In the deep mountains and forests, the dim light could not penetrate the branches and leaves of trees that covered the sky and the moon. The entire mountain forest was like dark night. The world was hazy and covered by a layer of dusk, making it impossible to see clearly, and could only grop around.

In the darkness, the roars of unknown beasts came from time to time, shaking everywhere, just like a strong wind blowing dozens of miles, countless weak beasts ran, running in a panic, fleeing everywhere.

On a clearing in the forest, more than a dozen strong men were lying on the big rock with dog teeth intertwined, with broken limbs and broken bodies and blood intertwined. Aside from the strong men, a huge monkey fell to the ground. The blood on the ground flowed out from it, dyeing the ground red.

These strong men are tall and long, the shortest one is two meters and two meters tall, and the tallest one is nearly three meters. The flesh and blood on their bodies are swelling, and their skin is still cast like copper and iron, and their bodies are unnaturally exuding a brutal aura.

They had almost no clothes on their bodies, only fur wrapped around their waists to cover the vital points. At this time, everyone lay down on the ground and looked over from the side. The surrounding fur was almost impossible to cover the huge thing inside.

However, the sky was hazy at this time, and it was just pitch black. The broken limbs and blood were intertwined around them. Sometimes, a few people were snorting in pain. In the tragic scene, who cares about these things?

At this time, the strong man in the head struggled to stand up, looked at his companions on both sides, and just sighed, shaking his head without saying a word. He had seen more of this scene.

Born in the wilderness and died in the wilderness, it is not very normal for the barbarians in the wilderness.

"All those who can move will stand up and bring all the dead tribesmen back." The strong man said loudly, his voice roaring, like thunder shock, and the men lying on the ground stood up one after another.

They may have a gap on their bodies, which is a minor injury. They can be healed by recovering by themselves, and more often they have broken limbs. Such injuries must be brought back to the tribe with their broken limbs and used spells by the wizards in the clan to heal.

As for the dead tribe members, they can only bring the Hui tribe into dust in the bonfire, and let their souls return to Houtu’s arms.

The strong men acted silently, but occasionally there were a few cold snorting, which was because they couldn't help but make pain. As for howling, such a voice was heard by others, and it was only looked down upon by others, so no one would do this.

These strong men have extremely strong vitality. The blood on the ground has just dried up. Most of the wounds on their bodies have healed naturally. Although they have not healed, they can at least not be able to move without hindering their actions.

He ordered his subordinates to walk to the huge ape, pressed his hand behind the ape, and pulled it out with force. A clear light shone brightly, bringing out a burst of scarlet red. The blood from the ape's body splashed out and shot all over his body.

His body, almost ten feet tall, was covered in blood and blood, which made him look like a demon.

"Oh, if there were a few more bronze weapons, this hunting would not be so difficult." The strong man drew out the wide-blade long sword in his hand, looked at the green light on the sword, and in a trance, he seemed to see the years and months of the wizards in the clan singing.

In those years and years, all the tribesmen of the tribe followed the Jiuli army under Chiyou's command to swept through the central field from the southern desert. At that time, the flags were like forests and soldiers were like seas. Everyone who followed Jiuli was equipped with bronze weapons.

This bronze sword has been passed down since then. Although it has been passed down for a long time, it is still sharp. It is much more powerful than the homemade weapons such as wild beasts, monster teeth, bones, etc. in the clan.

For countless years, the monsters that died under this sword could have piled up into a mountain. With the continuous killing, the sword seemed to become more and more sharp. A clear light gradually emerged from the sword body, just like a legendary divine weapon.

After pondering for a moment, the strong man came to his senses and raised the bronze sword in his hand high. The original green light on the sword body turned into substance. The sword light trembled and buzzed, as if countless wild beasts were wailing. The extremely fierce evil dispersed everywhere, bringing out an extremely tragic wave.

The green light slashed downwards, and the giant ape under the strong man's body was cut open by the green light, and it was not hindered from the flesh. It was not until it penetrated into the bones that it made a brittle sound of metal trembling.

With a sword, the strong man's hand kept flashing, and the green light kept flashing. He skillfully dissected it along the seams of the giant ape's flesh and blood, separating the fur, flesh and bones.

The tribe members on the side cooperated to remove the flesh and blood. Finally, a white and crystal skeleton was left on the ground, shining brightly in the twilight, illuminating the surroundings.

Everyone looked at the bones and was filled with joy.

Born in the Southern Wilderness, they are extremely familiar with monsters. Everyone knows that there are always some special places on monsters.

This monster was actually a condensed bone. Even after death, the power condensed in the bones was still extraordinary, making the bone extremely hard. Even the bronze sword in the strong man's palm could not easily break it.

If such a skeleton is completely dismantled as a weapon, the combat effectiveness of the entire Wuxi tribe will be increased by several steps. Hunting wild beasts in the future will be extremely easy. Even if it encounters monsters, it will be easier to deal with them. It will not be like today, if more than a dozen people die almost half before taking down the ape monster.

Looking at the skeletons of the monster, the originally low atmosphere improved a lot for a moment.

The tribes of the Wuxi tribe quickly packed up in this atmosphere and brought the dead tribes and the flesh and bones of monsters back together.

In the hazy twilight, in the dark forest, the bones of monsters exuded a burning light. The strong men returned along the path and sang songs with almost no lyrics. Combined with the roars of beasts in the wilderness, a vast aura was radiant.

In this vast aura, a relatively thin boy carrying a strong man on his shoulders slowly opened his eyes, his pupils as light as water, and the flashing eyes showed the rare wisdom of the barbarians in the southern wilderness.

This young man who was knocked away by the monster during the hunting process and fainted during the collision has changed his body.

"Nanhuang, Wuxi tribe, Chiyou, Jiuli... the interesting world of the gods!" All the old teeth-destroying songs sung by the wizard kept appearing, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This young man is Wang Li who came.

Generally speaking, such a arrival cannot be descended at all by those who are closely linked to the heaven and earth and loved by luck. Like the time traveler on the earth in the past, it can descend on Lu Qingdu, which is already a ancestral tomb.

Now, with the power of Wang Li, he has descended on the protagonists of the God-Devouring Tribulation in this world. Even the weakest one will take a lot of trouble, and if it is not good, it will be investigated.
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