Returning from the Totem Palace, Xia Tuo's eyes were filled with a kind of murderous intent, and even mixed with a hint of tyranny.

There is a sharp sword hanging on the head every day, maybe one day it will fall down and hit the head It tastes very bad, every day I am scared, only a thousand days to be a thief, how can there be a thousand days to prevent thieves.

Worrying and being scared every day is not good for your health.

Although he is not completely sure what the demons hidden in the mountain range are at the moment, it is an indisputable fact that the demons that appear one after another.

This made him, who already regarded the Wangu Mountains as his own vegetable garden, feel very uncomfortable.

Instead of waiting for the demons hidden in the various human tribes to increase in strength, it is better to take the initiative to attack, whether the result is dead or alive, live happily.

"Patriarch, you're looking for me. ”

In the summer garden, the Elder Gong of the Military Department and the Lord of the Witch Hall came in one after the other.

"How's the arrow made? ”

"It's done, with the softest copper, as long as the warrior in the clan has enough arm strength, the copper arrow shot out will be smashed on the stone or armor, the arrow will be squeezed, and then the beast core burned in it can be exploded. ”

As he spoke, Elder Gong took out an arrow and handed it to Xia Tuo, an arrow feather with a purple sheen all over its body.

"Then build it as soon as possible, how much can be built in two days. ”

"The Ministry of War has been stepping up to make clay masks for arrows, and with the existing clay films, 500 can be created per day. ”

"Increase the casting of clay film, and create 3,000 pieces as soon as possible in two days. ”

"Yes. ”

"Luo, I have already asked people to send two boxes of beast cores to the witch hall, and step up to let the witch disciples carve the witch pattern. ”

......

Three days later.

A group of 600 totemic warriors marched quickly between the rolling hills, wearing a variety of armor, some of them wearing animal robes.

The wolf and the terror are in front, the wedge and the tree are behind, and they are leading everyone towards the east.

Under the support of the tribe's sufficient resources regardless of the cost, the oldest group of the tribe, and the brothers who started with Xia Tuo, have already crossed the threshold of the mountain realm.

Now they have been drawn from the clan soldiers, and each of them has brought hundreds of scattered totem warriors.

"Hurry up, we must get to the Grass Valley before it gets dark today. ”

The wolf turned and shouted to the figure behind him, and then quickly walked to the front of the line again.

......

At the same time, the Xia tribe.

The clan soldiers lined up, a total of seven hundred and sixty people, wearing armor, including three hundred and fifty people in the Dragon Bird Guard Valley, and the rest were Wu clan soldiers.

"Let's go!"

Xia Tuo walked down from the tribal mountain, stepped on Qinghuo's horseback, and took the lead towards the outside of the tribe, followed by the many clan soldiers behind him, one by one.

Goal, Grass Valley!

Xia Tuo didn't say much about this outing, for the vast majority of the clansmen, they didn't know what a demon was.

The tribes living in the mountains, those who have seen demons have been swallowed by demons, or they have been enslaved, so naturally it is impossible for any news to come out.

If you haven't seen it, you are naturally glad.

So take the turtles of the tribe to see and see.

The valley is surrounded by mountains on all sides, surrounded by undulating ancient mountains, about 30 miles from north to south, and 15 miles from east to west, of course, this is the approximate area.

Xia Tuo told the people in the clan that adults took big strides, and five hundred steps were considered a mile, so the clansmen gradually gave up the method of counting the mountains and calculating the distance, and started to estimate the difference in steps, after all, the distance between the mountains is the most difficult to calculate.

A group of nearly 800 people wandered through the mountains, in addition to the soldiers of the two tribes, there were also accompanying sorcerers and sorcerers, of course, compared to sorcerers and sorcerers riding green wind horses, totem warriors relied on two legs.

This time, Xia Tuo brought out ninety percent of the warriors in the clan, not to kill the enemy, but to learn and learn

Now the warriors of the Tianmai Realm of the Xia tribe, not counting a few slaves, are he and Lu, Old Man Feng and Fat Brother are counted as two.

There are a lot of Kaishan Realm warriors, and they are reluctant to use the spirit crystals of the Heavenly Vein Realm for cultivation regardless of consumption, and they are used for promotion by the soldiers of the Split Stone Realm, and now there are as many as twenty-six Kaishan Realm warriors in the tribe.

The totem warriors who started with him before, such as Fear, Wolf, Wedge, Tree, Yao, Dodder, and Bone, have all been promoted to the Kaishan Realm.

In addition, the old men who became totem warriors in the first two years of the establishment of the tribe also had at least three or four thousand jun of strength, and some of them had reached the limit of the Split Stone Realm.

......

In the middle of the grass valley, above a large pit with a diameter of 100 meters, the cyclone rolled, and the whistling wind whistled out, and the pit was deep and dark, and it was difficult to see the scene clearly.

Thick vines hung down on the edge of the pit, and figures were falling down grabbing the vines, carrying beasts large and small.

Whoa!

The depths of the sinkhole were large, and there was a smell of decay and rancidity, and the sound of messy footsteps sounded, and a figure in brown armor dragged a five-meter-sized beast towards the depths.

"Wind crocodile, why did you come back. ”

In the cave, the pitch-black figure got up from the creeping wet ground, looked at the figure dragging the beast in and asked.

"We've been spotted by the Terran tribes in the mountains again. ”

The wind crocodile threw the beast on his shoulder into the pool deep in the cave, and said to the prostrate figure covered in black scales.

"What are you afraid of. ”

The figure who had just gotten up, a flash of disdain flashed in his dark brown eyes.

"Since the ancient tribe was destroyed by the Great Demon Venerable, this mountain range has long become a plate of scattered sand, where there are any powerful human tribes, they are all sacrifices of the Great Demon Venerable. ”

The brown-eyed monster stared at the wind crocodile and asked, "You can't let them run away because of the few people who broke in a few days ago, just a few little cubs in the Cracked Stone Realm, that is, those wastes outside." ”

"You know we don't fit into the Terran tribe. ”

There was a cold glint in the eyes of the wind crocodile, but their bodies were covered with fine scales, neither human nor beast, they could only hide in the mountains and forests and dare not show their faces, otherwise they would be hunted down by the human tribe.

The blood in their bodies is no longer a human race, like a human and not a human, like a demon but not a demon.

"What are you afraid of, where is there still a human race powerhouse in the Wangu Mountain Range. ”

The brown-eyed monster waved his hand and walked out of the cave.

"I've heard that there's a big tribe on the west side of the mountain, so let's go have a meal sometime. ”

It's a pity that the wind crocodile didn't make a sound, and the black armor on his body fell off, revealing the fine black scales that covered his body, and stepped towards the blood-colored pool floating in front of him.

In the center of the pool is an octagonal stone platform, which is depicted with dense strange patterns, and some rough picture scrolls, showing a group of people kneeling down and worshipping a figure resembling a horse.

As he stood up, the blood in the pool began to tumble, drowning his feet, and then the blood soon covered his body along his legs, and the dense blood-colored threads covered his body like maggots on tarsal bones.

......

The brown-eyed monster walked out of the cave, and soon more than a dozen figures similar to him were crawling at his feet.

"Blood sacrifice, traces of Terran tribal warriors have been found outside the valley. ”

Hearing this, the brown stranger's eyes suddenly flashed hideous, and the scarlet tongue couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth.

After waiting for so long, another Terran tribe is finally coming.

Coming, coming, they really came.

"Tell me that there are people who don't have to go out to hunt fierce beasts, and all come back and wait, Lord Yuzun hasn't enjoyed enough sacrifices for a long time. ”

With that, he squinted his eyes and looked up the hole.

"We are the orthodoxy of the Zun, the scum of the depths of the mountains...... There will be a ....... ”

......

Outside the grassy valley, a large wooden camp was set up, and the huge trees cut down from the mountains were made into this huge camp.

I am afraid to take a team of people to patrol around, not far from the camp is the valley, compared to the ups and downs around it, the valley is flat.

When they came here, they did not move forward, but waited for Xia Tuo's arrival.

A day later, Xia Tuo led the tribal soldiers into this large camp, and a few people who were leading the scattered tribal soldiers outside suddenly came to meet and wanted to know why the patriarch ordered them to come here.

However, everyone returned with a feather, and even the warriors of the tribe did not know why.

......

Woo!

Early the next morning, the sound of the horn sounded throughout the valley, and all the clan soldiers in the entire camp got out of the wooden tents one by one, and followed Xia Tuo towards the depths of the valley under the leadership of their respective commanders.

......

"Blood sacrifice, the Terrans have come to us. ”

"There are thousands of people, all totemic warriors!"

Under the sinkhole, a look of solemnity flashed in the eyes of the brown-eyed stranger, who could tell him where so many totemic warriors came from.

There was also solemnity in the eyes of the wind crocodile, since the end of the Daqian tribe back then, there was no tribe in this region that had so many totem warriors.

There was a hint of cruelty in the eyes of the brown-eyed stranger, this is the sinkhole, it is underground, it is their place.

"Pass the order, let everyone hide in the pit, totem warriors, let them all become totemic corpses. ”

In a short period of time, the brown-eyed monster made a decision, and the lineup from the Terran tribe was unexpectedly strong, but it was still under control.

There are nearly 20,000 people in the deep pit, and they live in the winding cave at the bottom of the pit, as long as they lure all these people to the bottom of the pit, it is their world.

......

A hundred meters away from the sinkhole, Xia Tuo waved his hand to stop, and the more than a thousand totem warriors behind him all stopped moving forward.

"Patriarch, this is the sinkhole?"

"I'm afraid I'll catch the road if I go straight in. ”

Hong and the others followed behind Xia Tuo and said one after another.

Xia Tuo shook his head, the deer had no choice but to quit when he went in, but he could imagine how complicated the underground of the sinkhole was, and letting the clan soldiers go in was throwing himself into the net.

He's not stupid.

Loss-making deals are not done.

"Someone!"

With a wave of his hand, one of the clan soldiers walked up with a wooden box on his back.

The box was put down and opened, and there were beast cores densely placed inside, of course, these beast cores were carved by the witch hall.

Well, 10,000 pieces.

In the face of the guys in the depths of this sinkhole, Xia Tuo is better off using krypton.

Saving time and effort can also reduce casualties, and most importantly, it can also reduce the number of combat exploits.