The position of the Blackstone tribe is very marginal, but it has grown from five hundred people at the beginning to nearly ten thousand now, and it can draw out two thousand desolate elites and three thousand desolate people at any time.

Their chieftain, Salva, is a great contributor.

Salva is not only the chief of the Blackstone Tribe, but also the strongest King Kong of the Blackstone Tribe, he is also very proud of his achievements, so no matter where he goes, he always holds his head high and his eyes are pressing.

Today, however, he groveled, almost nodding his head to greet a guest. All of his lords were guessing which big man was coming, but only one thing was for sure - the guests were definitely from the Lava Tribe.

The Lava Tribe is the strongest tribe of the Desolates, the tribe of the Great Desolate Chief Aguba. To put it bluntly, even if it is just a nobody from the Lava Tribe, all the other Desolate tribes will treat it as if they were guests.

What's more, it's not a nobody, it's Azari, the deputy commander of the Aragami Army, the nightmare of countless Rongcheng generals, a bloodthirsty demon, Acuba's brother, and his most relied on henchman.

The Aragami Army is the most terrifying army of the Desolate Tribe, and so far, no legion in the Great Xia Dynasty has ever defeated the Aragami Army. Even the most elite Dragon Descending Legion under Zhang Zhidong had to be barely suppressed with a ratio of five to one, which can be seen from this.

As a high-ranking deputy commander, why did Azari travel thousands of miles to this marginal tribe?

He was taller than all the other desolate men, with a protrusion on his dark and rough skin, like a dark-skinned toad, which looked terrifying and disgusting, and his lava-poured muscles were as thick as a knotted old tree, and his face was very ugly even if it was put in the standard of a desolate man, but there was an even uglier scar, which slanted down from his left eye, through his nostrils and thick lips, and extended to his right chin, making him unusually vicious and vicious even if he did not say a word or smile.

Like the other desert warriors, he wears a bone chain around his neck.

His bone chain was not long, only up to the collarbone, but no one dared to question his strength, because the bone chain was strung together by the little finger bone of the cultivator.

He didn't come alone, he brought with him thirteen desolate men, each with a longer or longer bone chain around his neck, and all of them were desolate warriors.

With this power alone, it is already possible to exterminate all the desolate tribes except the Lava Tribe alone.

So, how dare Salva be proud in front of them?

Wine, goat's milk, roast cow feast, not long after the stone house was filled.

Azari sat at the top, and he was not polite and feasted.

After eating for a while, Salva dared to speak up and asked, "The deputy commander is here for that?"

Azari nodded slowly, swallowed a sip of wine, and then said in a deep voice: "Have you done what you have done?" Even though the other party had already set up a banquet to entertain him, his eyes were still extremely vicious, as if he couldn't get the answer he wanted, and he was about to burst out and kill people.

Salva broke into a cold sweat and said respectfully: "After the high priest issued an order ten years ago, I didn't dare to slack off, and immediately sent my youngest son Turnu to lead people to build a limestone tribe at the entrance of the secret passage, and guarded it closely. A few days ago, the Great Chief sent a letter, and I immediately asked my eldest son, Keaton, to verify it, and there is nothing abnormal so far. ”

If he knew that his youngest son had taken someone to the Xishan camp without authorization and had lost a pair of hands, he didn't know if he would have jumped up.

If he knew that Yan Li was in the Limestone Tribe at the moment, he would definitely jump up.

Azari said without question: "Give you a night, gather your troops, and set off with me tomorrow." ”

……

"Did you cut off my brother's hand?" Salva's eldest son, Keaton, was the desolate warrior Yan Li had seen, and the bone chain was on his stomach, and there seemed to be a flame burning in his eyes at the moment, just like the volcanoes that can be seen everywhere in this land, which will erupt at any time.

Yan Li was also looking at him, the strength of this desolate warrior was very strong, and he could see that it was at least stronger than the one with his broken hands. But what surprised Yan Li even more was his fluent lingua franca, which never sounded jerky.

It is hard not to be surprised that the chief of such an unknown small tribe can speak the lingua franca so fluently.

"Not me. Yan Li immediately denied it.

Turnu looked at Yan Li with resentful eyes, he had already recognized that Yan Li was the guy who gave orders on the flagpole.

Sensing his eyes, Yan Li smiled slightly: "But if it were me, I would even cut off his feet together, and I can also lead the way as a human stick, keeping his feet, but he is not grateful, I always want to kill ungrateful people." ”

"Very well, then you can try to kill me. Keaton roared wildly, making a gesture to rush over.

"Wait!" Yan Li raised his hand to stop.

"What for?" Keaton actually stopped, perhaps because he was so familiar with the lingua franca, and if he were replaced by a desolate man who was half-familiar with the lingua franca, such as Turnu, it would be two things.

So Turnu had a hard time understanding Keaton's behavior, and spewed hot air currents and roars from his nose, glaring at Keaton, as if to blame him for why he didn't kill Yan Li quickly.

Yan Li laughed softly: "You want to avenge your brother?"

Keaton said, "Even if it's not for revenge, you, a human cultivator, still want to escape from the Taganra Mountains?"

"No, that's not what I meant. Yan Li smiled and said, "I am very experienced in revenge, and if you let your subordinates attack together, the pleasure of revenge will be greatly reduced." ”

Keaton laughed wildly when he heard this: "Humans, do you think our great people of the Aragami will bully the few?"

The desert is warlike, brave and fearless, and especially good at fighting more with less. has fought with the Great Xia Dynasty for so many years, and has always been outnumbered.

Yan Li patted his chest: "Then I'll be relieved." ”

Keaton's face showed disdain, and he said, "Human cultivators are all rats who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and you are no exception!"

Yan Li shook his head and smiled: "I'm afraid of killing too many people, and the credit is on me." Let me teach you a lesson, if you want to eat more meat, you have to give the soup to someone else. ”

Keaton didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, but he heard the thick sarcasm in Yan Li's tone, there were few people who could hold their temper among the desolate, and the stronger the strength, the more irritable their temper became.

They can't be blamed for this, the courage hidden in their muscles is a force that makes people irritable.

Of course, if it weren't for its irritability, it wouldn't be the desolate man it is today.

"Die!" Keaton roared angrily and slammed into Yan Li.

Yan Li was still smiling, but the next moment, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

The sound of the word "death" just fell, and a dull explosion of air sounded on the spot, and Keaton's whole person disappeared.

If it's not so fast that it can't be caught with the naked eye, how can it disappear?