But Hall gave Wolf Feng, who originally had no hope, a huge surprise, Wolf Feng was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were round, and he said in disbelief:

"You know there's such a teleportation array?"

Hall also innocently asked rhetorically:

"Didn't you ask me?"

Wolf Feng suddenly felt that the jerky in his hand was a little choking, and hurriedly escaped the topic and said:

"Okay, okay, none of this matters, let's talk about the teleportation array. ”

Hall didn't care, he held his head and thought about it:

"This is also the news I got in other tribes, but I don't know if it's accurate......"

"The tribe?"

"Mire Tribe!"

Hall spat out four words without thinking, and then went on to explain:

"The Mire Tribe is the largest goblin tribe nearby, with its own market, the last time I went to the Mire Tribe to buy books, I heard many merchants in the Mire Tribe say that the dragons are collecting resources to repair the teleportation array that has been somewhat damaged, in the Djinn Continent, it is estimated that the teleportation array is only the one that leads to the Divine Continent......"

Wolf Feng nodded secretly listening to Hall's explanation, but there was still something puzzled, didn't the dragon claim to be the richest race in the world, how could it collect materials and collect them to the realm of the Titans, and spread it everywhere.

Wolf Feng thought about it and asked his doubts, Hall smiled and said:

"Feng! You may not know that it is true that the dragon is known as the richest race in the world, but this sentence is actually not comprehensive, the whole sentence should be: The dragon is the richest race in the world, but at the same time, it is also the most angry miser!"

None of the dragons will take out their own collection from their own treasure caves, this is simply a challenge to the dragon's bottom line! Even in the eyes of the dragons, the treasures obtained by the entire dragon camp should also belong to their treasures, and none of the dragons are willing to collect materials from their own territory, and they have repeatedly shirked and passed to the Titan realm.

And this kind of thing is obviously not once or twice, everyone has become accustomed to it, only those outlaw merchants who walk between the two camps will pay attention to this kind of news, whether it is possible to make a fortune.

Wolf Feng was about to inquire about the news of the mire tribe when he heard the sound of running from not far away, and he lay on the ground and listened carefully for a while, at first it was not the footsteps of the goblins running, but more like a brown bear warrior running wildly.

And in the Djinn Continent, where did the brown bear warrior come from, Wolf Feng pulled up the bone spear next to him, and said to Sakara, who was still packing up the jerky:

"Sakara!Bring Maggie and Ajang back to the house, there are enemies!"

After speaking, he walked up to a wooden shelf and stared into the distance......

In the line of sight, more than twenty wild men covered with long black hair suddenly appeared, each of them was three meters tall, and they were still carrying mottled drumsticks in their hands, and their eyes were full of excitement and violence.

"It's an ogre! It looks like it's from the Wastestone Tribe!"

Hall also climbed onto the wooden shelf, looking at those burly figures, there was a sudden hint of fear in his eyes, but when he thought that Wolf Feng next to him had calmed down again, he really didn't know what ogre could compare to Wolf Feng, a pervert who hunted wurm every day.

Hearing Hall's words, Wolf Feng also suddenly realized, it turned out that these guys were ogres, and I heard Hall say that ogres are the only race without their own culture and writing.

Without culture and writing, it means that they have no history and their own heritage, which also makes it impossible for an originally huge group of ogres to come together, and it is difficult for a large tribe of ogres with more than 10,000 people to appear.

What's even more ridiculous is that ogres speak a variety of languages, and their language types depend on their neighbors, who speak whatever language they speak if they are of that race, not to mention foreign races, and there are often language barriers between them.

Ishan had already seen the camp that Aggie said from afar, this camp had treasures and women, and maybe he could still have a full meal, but he didn't know if the orc's meat was so delicious.

He yelled a few goblin words at the ogre warriors behind him, and all the ogres instantly screamed and pounced on Wolf Blade's camp.

When he got closer, Wolf Feng found that the hair of these ogres was black, and the black was nothing more than the thick mud on their bodies, and the white hair under their arms was exposed between the hands of several ogres.

Before the ogre came, a stench of thunderous air had already hit his face, and Sakara, who had planned to help Wolf Feng fight, immediately covered her mouth and nose and ran back to the house with a frown, and said in her mouth:

"Wolf Feng, these guys will be handed over to you, I really can't stand it!"

Ishan came to the front of the Wolf Blade camp, and when he saw the frowning Shakara, he suddenly felt a burst of heat in his crotch, and the fear brought by the subdragon dragon skull on the fence of the camp instantly disappeared.

The tattered hides were lifted up in a big bulge, and he felt as if his nakedness was about to burst, what a beautiful woman! He swore that the ogre wives in the tribe were not even a tenth of Sakara's pretty, and wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth to reveal a YD smile.

If Sakara knew that Ishan compared her to an ogre, would she just let the Medusa snake turn into a hydra and summon him to stone and smash him into pieces?

"Orcs, hand over beautiful women and treasures!"

Yi Shang roared at Wolf Feng in a half-baked goblin language, and Wolf Feng and Hall had been together for so long, and the simple goblin language could naturally be understood, and he glanced at Yi Shang coldly, raised the bone spear in his hand and threw it out.

Ishan, who was originally going to say a threatening and intimidating trash talk, instantly shut up when he looked at the galloping bone spear, and he didn't have time to lift the drumstick in his hand when he posed, so he could only pout his ass and crawl down.

"Bang!"

The bone spear flew over Ishan and stabbed straight into the neck of one of the ogres behind him, and the poor ogre warrior died without even seeing the beautiful woman.

The "ho-ho" sound from the ruptured throat was his resentment towards Ishan......

"Damn orcs, I'm going to eat your toned thigh muscles to avenge my warrior!"

Ishan roared angrily, and pounced on the wolf blade with the bone hammer.

To be honest, don't talk about Sakara, even Wolf Feng didn't want to fight with these filthy guys, and forcibly endured the nausea in his heart, Wolf Feng directly picked up a herbivorous dragon spine that was thrown in the yard and rushed towards Ishan's head.

"Crack!"

The long spine made a crisp sound like a whip, and Ishan had time to raise the bone hammer to block this time, but to no avail, the end of the spine directly hit Ishan in the face around the bone hammer.

Ishan covered his head with a cry of pain, and when he took off his hand, a large bulge was unfortunately swollen on his face, and the moment the spinal whip hit his head, the bulge beneath him faded at an alarming rate......