Traveling through the beast world to be a god stick

They had settled down on this side, but the abuse from below became more and more intense.

Naturally, no one dared to choke at the beginning. They just killed the vulture tribe and the orcs several times in their hearts, cursing them to be dragged to the endless abyss by the beast gods and die miserably.

But there were also bloody orcs who cursed on the spot and turned around with people.

Even if they were driven to nowhere by wild beasts, they couldn't imagine handing over the orcs of their own tribe to such a group of people. Anyone with a little brain would know that the vulture tribe would never treat their people kindly. Clank is in front of your eyes.

The rest of the people who were already resentful were so provoked, they completely ran away, and they gave up. They just didn't want to exchange people for salt.

These people guessed right, how boring is Si to care about these little shrimps?I didn't expect these small tribes, as long as they formed an interest relationship with a few big tribes, and took absolute benefits to restrain them, were they afraid that these small tribes would not be obedient?

So when he sees people leave, he doesn't mind at all. After all, he is going to deliver meat to them, so can he stop them?

When Wen Lie saw it, there was a smile in his eyes, and he whispered to Miao, "Let's go out to find them tonight."

The expression of the non-beastman was a bit mean, like a small beast who decided to steal meat to eat, with a sly look, Miao's heart was hit immediately, wishing that the other party could satisfy everything, agreed repeatedly, and analyzed: "Half a day, Enough to get them to where they end up, just to give those guys something to do."

Of course, there are still many people who choose to stay in the vulture tribe, and among those people, some of them got the news beforehand and brought over the "useless" people from the tribe, and some of them had prey in their hands and wanted to exchange it. For salt, a small part is hesitant, they are unwilling to hand over the non-orcs, but the disabled beasts and old people in the tribe...

Looking for someone to send away the people from the Leopard Cat Tribe, Liger Tribe, and Sirius Tribe, Si was about to warn the following people, when suddenly an orc came and whispered a few words to him, and then he never forgot to pay attention to the news over there. Lie and the others saw that Si's face changed suddenly, he pushed away the non-orcs beside him, turned around and hurried away with the orcs.

Looking at the other person's sprinting figure, Miao narrowed his eyes, "That orc has empowerment."

"What? They? Are you sure?"

Miao twitched the corners of his mouth, "That guy has it too," he pointed to Si, "I said yesterday, if he didn't die, he would have to lie down for a few days. This guy was alive and kicking so quickly."

He made a decisive decision, hugged the non-orc man in his arms, made a gesture with the people in Wencheng behind him, and followed quietly behind the crowd, "Let's catch up, maybe we will find something."

Wen Lie fainted for a moment, and hurriedly grabbed the opponent's shoulder, "Don't mess around."

Miao disdains, "It's better to help them if they are weak to such an empowerment."

Wen Lie calmed down a bit, but he was still a little confused, as if someone had hit him with a stick.

He wasn't worried about the other party's empowerment. After all, this thing was not created by him or the guide, but existed in the Orc Continent.

As long as the innate blood is awakened, they will have a certain amount of empowerment on their body, and the amount of empowerment determines their strength.

Good Biya, unlike Miao, who has a training method, when he first awakened, the empowerment was very tasteless, if it wasn't for the accidental accident, they were harassed by them, and they happened to touch some breakthroughs, so that the empowerment Slowly rose up, I am afraid that now it is only standing still.

Another example is Wencheng's fire-breathing female dragon beast. The power of the other party has been identified by Miao, and it is also an empowerment.

And vaguely, Miao felt that the other party's empowerment seemed to be growing slowly. The two had thought about capturing dragons for research before, and Wen Lie even thought about releasing dragon blood for experiments, but because The two dragons are too wild, running around outside all day, even letting their sons go, and they have no chance to deceive Longgui.

In addition, the two of them are busy and have no energy, so even if they are curious, their ideas are temporarily stranded.

But with these two examples, it is enough to show that it is possible to improve empowerment without a cultivation method.

If the people of the Vulture Tribe found a way to enhance their empowerment like Ya and the female dragon beast, combined with such a high-profile dignitary on the other side, at least they have been poisoned by various modern stories, Wen Lie really can't think of it. How "clean" can be the ascension method with so many people "helping".

I hope everything is just his random guesswork.

Maybe the people of the Vulture Tribe are a bunch of lunatics who just want to enslave people?

Depending on their style, it is not impossible to start slavery without a teacher.

But Murphy's Law is such an evil one. Wen Lie didn't want his guess to come true, but one incident soon proved its existence.

The matter has to start with the orcs of the Sirius tribe who did not go to the river bank. It is the second time for those orcs to come to the vulture tribe, but this time, the place has changed a lot, and they can hardly see the shadows of the previous ones. Yes, it's all strangeness gradually.

Even the orcs have a good sense of direction. Facing the tall and sturdy house here, a few orcs walked and watched, but they rarely got lost.

The further you go in, the taller and grander the house is, and the more open and flat the place is, but the human voice is silent.

They felt something was wrong and guessed that they had walked into the place where the vulture tribe chief or priest lived, or where the other party used to worship gods and hold various tribal ceremonies.

When they came here, they were warned by Priest Wuya not to inquire and walk around carelessly. Seeing this, the orcs felt a little sad and planned to return.

Unexpectedly, just after taking a few steps, he saw a few sneaky figures in front of him.

And when those figures turned around to face them, they were shocked, "Yan?!"

"Why are you here?!"

Yan and his companions were even more surprised, panic flashed in their eyes for a moment, they looked at each other, and then turned cruel in an instant.

Yan's rare red eyes became deeper and deeper, like dripping blood, and said in a low voice: "Shut your mouth and go to the left."

The companions both nodded, and before the orcs could react, they quickly grabbed people in their hands, grabbed the messy grass on the ground, and stuffed them into each other's mouths. Yan said the direction swept away.

As for Miao and Wen Lie, after chasing Si all the way and prying some useless information, when they came back, they bumped into a silent beating scene.

When Miao saw Yan, he was also surprised. He touched the soft mouth of the non-orc, motioned for him to be quiet, and led the people away quietly, before explaining to the non-orc: "The guy with red eyes is Yan, Hetan and the others are not Deal with it," he pointed to the few orcs who were beaten, "the ones you have seen are the same as the ones who died before, and they are lucky if they die eight hundred times."

Wen Lie glanced at the orc unexpectedly, and wanted to ask him if he knew how much [-] was, but he finally endured it. He nodded to show that he understood that the so-called enemy's enemy is a friend. Seeing how hard the other party beats people, it seems that he is in harmony with Tan They have a deep grudge.

Myu knew what the non-orc was thinking without looking at him, and snorted lightly, "That guy is not a good guy."

Wen Lie was even more surprised. To be honest, he felt that Myuu was quite... not a thing. How bad was it that the orc named Yan could make the not-so-good Myuu say such a thing?

Miao Hualuo was just looking at the non-orc's reaction. He didn't expect the non-orc to be very optimistic about him, but seeing the other party's expression, he still couldn't help being depressed.

He nibbled at the tip of the other's cute and small nose viciously, and was satisfied to see a little red on it, before he was reconciled, "Just look, if these fall into their hands, don't even think about living."

Wen Lie wanted to sneeze immediately after being teased by the orc, but he could only hold back in order not to make any noise.

He endured it so hard that he rubbed his nose vigorously to get all the tears out. Those broken tears dripped on the long black eyelashes, making the non-orc look pitiful and cute.

For the first time in Miao Ping's life, he felt a little bit of despair.

He found that his brother always stood up at the most inopportune time, regardless of the occasion, which made him feel uncomfortable.

It wasn't until an angry shout came that Myuu was a little distracted from the fantasy of white bugs crawling around in his head.

The beating on the other side has ended, and Yan and his companions are pressing each other, and the content is shocking.

"Where are those non-orcs?!"

"No, I don't know... Ah!" One of the orc's arms was torn off, and blood was splashed on Yanmian's expressionless face. His facial nerves seemed to be born with a lack of exercise. Even though his voice was angry, his face was still paralyzed. With red eyes, it looks like a dark night, "In other words, where do you want to take people?"

The orc fell in pain, but he knew that the orc in front of him would not easily argue with others, but once he got angry, it would be absolutely unimaginable, so the orc held back and tremblingly said: "Priest... the priest said when Someone's going to take them away, I, we really don't know!"

Seeing Yan's hand reaching for his other arm, the beast trembled in fear, "No, no, no! I remembered! They, they said that they would...in...yes! At the altar of sacrifice! They said they would bring people to the altar! When you go to the God Sacrifice Tank, you have to wait for the Priest of the Underworld to ask the Beast God for instructions, and then dedicate the qualified ones to the Beast God..."

"Uh--!"

Yan grabbed and emptied the orc's chest.

He held a very warm heart in his hand.

"Uh! Uhhh!!!"

The rest of the orcs were horrified, but could not escape the same fate.

The strong smell of blood wafted towards Wen Lie and the others with the wind, making Wen Lie unable to bear the stomach cramps.

The hand holding the tip of his nose slipped unconsciously to cover his mouth below, his eyes overflowing with shock.

Myuu also looked sideways, this guy's strength has become stronger again.

Yan's companions were not used to seeing it, they buried the corpse calmly, watched Yan's red eyes fade away, gradually showing a light hazel, and then - leaned on the tree and vomited!

"Grandmother! Don't call me next time!" Yan vomited until his legs went limp before he violently punched his companion's chest.

The companion covered his chest and giggled, "Isn't that when you exploded and beat up a group?"

The rock stood on the crooked neck tree, and murmured: "Come back, do it again, we will kill those Luo beasts."

The companion's expression became serious, and he sighed for a long time: "We can talk about it after we see Ning and the others."

Another orc asked: "Nie, did you really see Myu and the others?" His tone was suspicious.

"Grandmother's Ling, don't come here! Miao, can I read it wrong? There are also Tu and them. You don't believe me, so you didn't go to see it with me!"

Yan Mian slumped and pursed his mouth, but he didn't care about it in his heart, so what if it was Miao?That guy is not a good guy. Hearing that they are unlucky, I'm afraid I don't even bother to read a joke.

That's why Ning and the others always regard that guy as the number one warrior.

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