In that case, it doesn't matter what demons and monsters are in front of you.

For Zhou Chen, it was just one obstacle after another that he needed to wait for him to clear.

Therefore, Zhou Chen didn't have any thoughts of changing his words, nor did he have any thoughts of deceiving the two fierce beasts in front of him.

Just said lightly.

"In that case, maybe I can give you a suitable suggestion as well. Either surrender to me, or die..."

"Boom..."

At one point, Zhou Chen's voice suddenly crossed a dazzling arc in the night, black and treacherous, and the ground was cold.

The endless bloody rain seemed to completely envelop this small tribal camp in an instant.

The tribal leader who believed in him and worshiped him, his eyes couldn't help but want to whip a few hard.

He never imagined that the god of his tribe, that powerful being, would move so neatly and neatly.

He hadn't even discussed much with the two gods on the other side, and even then, he couldn't understand what they were discussing.

However, Zhou Chen's posture still made the tribal leader completely understand what Zhou Chen meant.

Battle, Battle, Battle!

They are waging mortal warfare on the ground, whether they live or die, all by providence.

And Zhou Chen is continuing the war between totems nearby, whether it is life or death, it all depends on the strength that Zhou Chen has.

Therefore, he could no longer think about the rest of the thoughts, since the gods had already been dispatched, if they did not want to die, then they had better follow in the footsteps of the gods.

The tribes in front of the Stepping Plan, slay their warlike people, plunder their rich lands, and wear down their mighty gods.

Only in this way is the greatest and most powerful god in his tribe, and the best show he wants to see.

"Wow !!"

Kill, kill, kill! kill!

Murderous, swords, primitive terrans, primitive weapons, primitive slaughter, primitive blood.

Every piece of the land here is starting to turn into a mess, and every piece of the dirt here is stained with blood.

Every human being here is scarred and burdened. The fate here, every second, belongs to Providence.

The scepter of the sun and the moon, the butcher's knife representing life and death, began to interweave its magical figures under the night.

The fallen crowd, the people who followed, never gave up, following the efforts behind the powerful warriors of their own tribe.

Therefore, the gods shall return to the gods, and the men shall return to the men.

Just like at this moment, he had quickly put aside the figures of several apprentices behind him and came to Zhou Chen in front of the wild boar.

A blood disc opened violently, fangs and bloody wind, blood rain and roar, and immediately a body belonging to a wild boar fell on this boundless land.

"You!

The boar roared angrily, even though the pain of his broken leg nearly caused him to stagger to the ground, losing the courage to fight Zhou Chen.

However, he could not retreat, this was his station, and it was the source of food he had enjoyed for a long time.

And don't forget, beside him, there is also a totem figure from another tribe, hiding around and waiting for an opportunity.

He couldn't run, he couldn't run, he couldn't even hide.

Although he had never experienced a battle between totems, his dignity as a totem made him stand in front of Zhou Chen.

Although, all this didn't mean much to Zhou Chen, it was like witnessing a prey that continued to resist.

"Bang!"

Therefore, as soon as the wild boar's words fell, Zhou Chen's tail hit him immediately and slapped it down.

The fox hid, as if waiting for an opportunity to move, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to harvest his life, but Zhou Chen sneered, and the corners of his mouth dripped scarlet.

Maybe it's forgotten after it went from a fox to a totem of the human race.

As a fox, the best way to do things is to follow the tiger firmly behind and rely on the majesty of the tiger to make a fortune.

Instead of suddenly appearing in front of him, Bisheng suddenly lost his most powerful strength, so that it was useless at all.

However, Zhou Chen forgot one thing, or the dark night, which did not let him see the clues of the changes in front of him.

I saw that the wild boar that lost a leg, although it was slapped out by Zhou Chen, hung down an unknown number of trees.

But in a matter of moments, the huge boar stood up again, gasping for anger and staring at itself in front of it.

"Give me death!"

Just as Zhou Chen was paying attention to the sudden gust of wind around him, a huge figure suddenly hit his stomach.

"Bang!bang!bang!!"

Zhou Chen, who was flying backwards, soon felt those hard collisions behind him.

It was a big tree, one after another, falling one by one as the front half of his body fell weakly backwards.

At the same time, he also saw the wild boar that was charging up again and wanted to rush forward again.

Obviously, he was trying to take advantage of his inability to fight back, and wanted to rush forward again and directly take his own life.

At this time, Zhou Chen suddenly felt a violent cold wind behind him, but there was no fear on his face.

Instead, he showed a somewhat unpredictable expression, and he smiled, and the smile was a little weird, and no one knew about it.

The missing fox appeared in the direction of his back and stretched out its sharp claws towards him.

Don't look at Zhou Chen's huge size, he is already considered an invincible snake, but his back, behind those flesh and blood.

But it quietly hides his strongest place, and the place where all snakes fear the most, the spine.

As long as he cuts through the flesh and attacks the spine, no matter how invincible Zhou Chen is, he is just a fox who handles it.

It's just that what the fox didn't know was that at the moment when he stretched out his claws, Zhou Chen was not afraid, but happy.

I was so happy that I waited until the fox's claws finally landed on Zhou Chen's scale armor before I suddenly woke up.

"No ..."

"Click... Boom..."

In the night, Zhou Chen turned his head treacherously, and opened his mouth to the extreme for the first time.

So a mouth that could almost swallow the sky and the sun, just under the fox's own eyes, plunged him into boundless darkness.

The sound of flesh penetrating, the creaking of bones, and the strange clattering sound that kept coming from the corners of Zhou Chen's mouth.

The wild boar that had already rushed up in the distance and was about to give Zhou Chen a top quickly stopped in a hurry, and even wanted to turn around and staggered back.

It is afraid, it has lived for nearly a thousand years, although it has seen many scenes of human hunting, but even itself.

I have never seen such primitive and savage movements as Zhou Chen, it looks more like an art of hunting, and there is no way to avoid it.