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Chapter 797 [796] Overbearing

A corner of the wasteland.

Cheng Han sat on a rock, watching a halo.

In the picture.

Only to see white dots, leading groups of yellow dots, slowly wriggling.

Each white dot is the spirit bird acting as a guide, and each group of yellow dots is the Qingyang people following the spirit bird.

Like a family of six chosen by the tribe as sacrificial offerings, these Qingyang people had no way to survive in the original tribe for various reasons.

Cheng Han glanced at the halo and nodded with satisfaction: "The flock of birds searched for a night and found more than a thousand new members for the tribe. This efficiency is good."

He shook his head again: "Occupying a uniquely endowed small world, yet so many Qingyang people are struggling on the edge of life and death, the Qingyang tribe deserves to be bullied by the Chiyan tribe."

Cheng Han came to a conclusion: "A brutal and ignorant civilization, a group of昏聩 and useless gods, such existence is meaningless."

The reason why he determined the tribe's name to be "Dawn" was to ignite the first ray of light in this dark world, and then set off a comprehensive change.

On the other hand.

He didn't think at all that the Qingyang tribe's gods could organize the various Qingyang tribes to resist the coming insect swarm of浩劫.

So he decided to do it himself.

Asking for help.

It's better to ask for yourself.

Cheng Han's mind moved, and the halo disappeared completely.

He turned his head and looked into the distance: "The Steel Horn Tribe's ceremony is about to begin, right? Gang Yan didn't send the sacrifice back, this tribe will definitely choose another batch of sacrifices."

The so-called "Steel Horn Tribe" is the Qingyang tribe to which those活祭 offerings belonged.

Cheng Han slowly stood up and muttered softly: "It's time to appear."

The Steel Horn Tribe is the first tribe he intends to annex.

"Shh!"

Cheng Han whistled.

At the same time.

A spirit bird phantom appeared behind him.

A strange and obscure wave swept towards the distance in an instant.

*

Dozens of kilometers away.

A wide river beach.

The Steel Horn Tribe is located here.

The river next to the river beach happens to make a turn here, the river surface becomes wider, the river water becomes shallower, and the flow speed also becomes slower.

This greatly reduces the difficulty of fishing.

It is thanks to this.

The Steel Horn Tribe obtained a large amount of food from the river, supported a larger tribal population, and cultivated a Totem Venerable, and became a medium-sized tribe in one fell swoop.

At this moment.

Every Qingyang person in the tribe put on盛装 and wore various fishbone decorations.

For them.

The upcoming ceremony is a grand festival.

Everyone knows that the tribe's most promising genius is very likely to be promoted to Totem Master in this ceremony.

The tribe has specially prepared a fairly heavy sacrifice for this.

However, many Qingyang people have heard that something seems to have happened to the sacrifice, but no one dares to talk about it publicly.

Not long after.

Tens of thousands of members of the Steel Horn Tribe gathered in a large square in the center of the tribe.

A giant pillar as high as eighty meters stands巍然 in the center of the square.

It is the tribe's totem pole.

A burly young Qingyang man, wearing only a white cloth around his waist, knelt on one knee in front of the totem pole, silently praying.

His name is Gang Mao.

This guy's appearance seems狼狈, but in reality it is a rare honor.

Thirteen people will receive the totem pole's "Totem Enlightenment" in this ceremony, and only Gang Mao is qualified to kneel here.

The reason is simple.

He is a genius.

A few seconds later.

Gang Mao suddenly heard a bird's call.

"Chirp!"

But he didn't move, still maintaining his posture.

In full view of the public, any extra movements may be regarded as disrespect for the totem pole.

The next second.

Gang Mao relied on the powerful hearing of a fighter to hear a tiny sound.

He instantly judged that a坨 bird droppings fell from the sky.

If you don't dodge, the bird droppings will fall right on top of your head.

In this way.

He will definitely become a big joke.

Gang Mao couldn't care about仪态 anymore, and quickly stood up at the fastest speed, while taking a step to the side.

However.

His left heel stepped on the corner of the white cloth.

The action of stepping to the side pulled the white cloth down all at once.

So.

Gang Mao's bare ass was exposed in front of many tribesmen.

"Haha!"

"Look at the bare ass!"

A huge roar of laughter suddenly sounded in the square.

Gang Mao was at a loss, his face flushed red, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to钻下去.

Just then.

The roar of laughter subsided.

Replaced by a burst of exclamation.

"There's something in the sky."

"It seems to be a flock of birds."

Gang Mao quickly picked up the white cloth to cover his屁屁, and then looked up at the sky.

He was surprised to see that groups of black dots gathered from all directions.

Roughly judging, I am afraid that there are no less than 100,000.

It is a flock of birds.

Even a fool can see that it is obviously not right for so many birds to gather.

Gang Mao instantly realized: "This may be other tribes playing tricks, I am afraid that the ceremony will be interrupted."

He ran to his family, intending to put on his armor to meet the battle.

This judgment is very accurate.

A loud voice suddenly spread throughout the entire square.

"Prepare to fight!"

This is the voice of the Great Elder.

A moment later.

The mutation happened.

A little bit of light洒 down from the flock of birds, condensing into a vague giant figure, more than twenty meters high.

The figure looked down at the tribe, and the indifferent voice spread in all directions: "活祭 is a愚昧 move, stop活祭, otherwise you will be severely punished!"

Gang Mao was呆了一下 when he heard it, and he had an urge to swear in his heart.

Bullshit!

If you don't祭祀 to the totem pole, how can the tribe develop and grow?

If you don't engage in活祭, how can I be promoted to Totem Master?

The Great Elder's voice rang out, with a trace of caution in it: "Who is閣下?"

The giant figure did not respond, but just waved his right hand.

"Puff!"

The figure exploded.

It turned into thousands of streamers, overwhelmingly attacking the totem pole.

Such an imposing attack, accompanied by雄渾 fluctuations, Gang Mao was so scared that he ran away, and his steps ran faster.

Among the crowd.

A Qingyang man wearing gorgeous armor, who is also the Great Elder, burst out a shout.

A illusory blade tree of more than fifteen meters, that is, the shadow of the totem, emerged from behind this person.

"Bang!"

The Great Elder stomped his feet hard, and the whole person jumped high.

Thousands of blade leaves have broken away from the shadow of the totem, and掠向 the streamer like a暴雨.

"Woo～Woo～"

The dense whistling sound then resounded through the sky.

The shadow of the totem trembled, new leaves grew out, and once again turned into a暴雨, attacking the figure in the sky.

From the scene.

The blade暴雨 completely overwhelmed the streamer, and it seems self-evident who will win and who will lose.

Gang Mao was mesmerized, and there was only one thought in his mind: "The Great Elder is too powerful."

He glanced at the figure out of the corner of his eye, and哼了一声 in his heart: "Overestimate yourself."

The next moment.

He heard a loud thunder.

"Boom!"

This sound.

Made Gang Mao have the illusion that the world is about to碎裂.

He subconsciously raised his head, and immediately saw an amazing scene.

A three-pronged giant tree more than fifty meters high suddenly flashed away from the sky.

A white light of extreme brilliance descended from the sky.

Gang Mao only had eye contact, and he had a terrible feeling that he was about to魂飞魄散.

Then.

He couldn't resist the pressure, and couldn't help closing his eyes.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise.

"哗啦～"

It seems to be夹杂 with the sound of滚滚 water waves.

Gang Mao opened his eyes a crack, and saw an unforgettable scene again.

I saw that the river more than 100 meters wide was actually cut into two pieces by one blow.

"Om!"

The ground vibrated violently.

Gang Mao watched helplessly as a thick crack opened in the large square.

The two waves of blade暴雨 shot by the Great Elder have disappeared at some point.

The shadow of the totem behind the Great Elder has also disappeared for some reason.

Then.

The white streamer降下 from the sky suddenly divided into two waves.

One wave continued to fall towards the totem pole, and the other wave flew towards the Great Elder.

In an instant.

The totem pole was淹没.

The Great Elder and the people around him were also淹没 by the white light before they could even escape.

"Crack! Crack!"

Dense cracking sounds followed one after another.

When the white light dissipated.

Gang Mao saw the situation clearly, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

I saw that the totem pole was already千疮百孔, with a large number of small holes on the surface, and covered with countless cracks,

"Bang!"

The totem pole坍塌.

Gang Mao looked at the area where the Great Elder was originally, and his heart was like falling into an ice cave.

There was no one there.

Dense small holes were left on the ground, and large patches of shocking blood stains.

The entire tribe's high-level officials, together with the Great Elder, were all wiped out in one blow.

Gang Mao suddenly realized that from now on, the Steel Horn Tribe no longer exists.

Then.

A huge riot broke out.

"Ah～"

"Run away!"

The crowd swarmed and began to flee.

Gang Mao came back to his senses, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, found a direction with few people, and began to flee for his life.

"哗! 哗!"

暴雨降 down.

This is the countless water droplets溅起 by the river being cut off, and finally fell down.

Gang Mao felt the raindrops砸落, and then realized that he was completely wrong.

Where is the other party an蠢货 who overestimates himself?

He is clearly a super strong man.

Compared with him, the Great Elder is simply vulnerable.

*

Across the river.

Cheng Han stood leisurely on top of a boulder, watching the crowd fleeing in panic.

He glanced at the crack in the square and muttered softly: "Too weak."

The blow just now.

He did not use power beyond the limit, but only took out 80% of the Totem Venerable's strength.

Who knew that the Great Elder, who was also a Venerable, was so vulnerable.

Not only was the shadow of the totem easily scattered, but even the person was shot into渣渣 by the streamer.

In short.

There is no challenge.

Cheng Han's heart moved again, and the shadow of the spirit bird emerged from behind.

He decisively issued an order: "Identify all Qingyang people, select suitable people, and guide them to the Dawn Tribe."

Unsuitable people are those who like to do evil and commit crimes.

For this kind of people, of course, they are quietly killed.