On a winding mountain road paved with bluestone, there was a strange procession. The cacophony of cries and roars broke the silence of the forest.

3 huge first-order poisonous beasts black cloud leopard, carrying 3 bronze armor demons more than 4 meters tall, walked in front of the team, followed by more than a dozen wildebeest horses, the horse carried a basket on its back, the basket was full of crying babies, hundreds of half-demon strong men and girls, tied by thick ropes, tied to the tail of a wildebeest. At the back of this team are more than 20 iron-armored demons with thorny leather whips, they walked, and whipped the fallen half-demons with leather whips, so that they could keep up with the speed of the team. Those ironclad demons were just a bloodthirsty laugh.

"Captain, there are still 10 miles, there is the Barbarian Tooth Tribe, this is the last pig land, and when this stubble is harvested, we can call it a day and go back to the town to drink." A bronze-armored demon walking at the front of the team said.

"Well, Blood Fang, this time the pig is not bad, I believe that the town elder will be satisfied," a demon who looked the tallest in his body lost half of the baby's calf in his hand, wiped it, and the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth replied.

"Order the team to speed up, we must rush back to the town before the moon sets," the demon led by the leader ordered.

"Yes" Dozens of demons responded to the order, and the whip on the half-demon was even more urgent.

"Report, the Great Elder, and the Shaman, the Lord War Demon who came to the town to collect taxes is less than 5 miles away, and our hunting team has asked the Great Elder and the Shaman to fight and kill those demons. A sturdy half-demon man with bulging muscles ran quickly into the tribe's council chamber and bowed his head in reciprocation.

"Brute Tiger, don't be reckless, I know that last year, your sister was taken away by the War Demon Lord, and it hit you very hard, but think about it, even if we can kill this squad of War Demons who came to collect taxes, can the war demon army in the town let us go? Even if we escape, there is nowhere to escape, do you want our tribe of more than 1,000 people to be hunted down to death? Go down, pass my order, open the gate of the village, and greet us. A half-demon old man sitting on a chair in the middle of the council hall said.

"But, Great Elder, this battle demon ......" The brute wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, he stood up and didn't leave.

"Go, Barbarian Tiger, back then, I relied on my medical skills to save a city lord of a golden-armored war demon, which kept my tribe peaceful for decades, but the year before last, the city lord died, and those demons treated us equally, but God bless my tribe, the totem we enshrined has given me enlightenment, I have thought of a way to deal with it, to deal with this disaster, you go down." The old shaman Chen Xiaobai had seen before, holding a crystal ball in his hand, sat on a chair and said.

"God bless my tribe, respect the shaman's order" Listening to the old shaman's words, the wild tiger left happily, in the heart of the wild tiger, in the hearts of the entire tribe, the shaman is the messenger of God, and his words are unquestionable.

No one saw it, and after the old shaman finished speaking, those wise eyes, with a hint of mystery, looked through the window at a high mountain in the distance.

"Barbarian Tooth Tribe, welcome to your arrival" After a long time, a rough voice resounded throughout the tribe. As the voice fell, a "quack" sound sounded, and the thick and heavy gate of the tribe was opened, and then the entire tribe was silent, and every corner was filled with a sad and depressing atmosphere.

In a simple mud house, a tall half-witch girl covered a girl who was lying on the bed and looked a little petite, covered with a layer of animal skin.

"Ling'er, my sister is gone, you are still so young, my sister can't bear to let you die or suffer, don't blame my sister for knocking you out, my sister is older than you, let my sister go for you in this ordeal!" After speaking, the tall girl ran out crying.

"Hey, what's going on?" Chen Xiaobai, who had just jumped in from the window, saw the back of the tall girl leaving, and his face was confused.

Chen Xiaobai walked to the bed and saw that Ling'er seemed to be in a coma, he immediately waved his hand, emitting a soft airflow that melted into Ling'er's small head.

"What's wrong with me? Oops, my head hurts a little. Brother Chen, why are you here, my sister? I remember that she seemed to be here, as if she had beaten me, and my eyes were black, and I didn't know anything. Ling'er rubbed her little head, looking confused.

"Why did she beat me? Oh, no, I have to hurry to the square, those war demons seem to be here, I have to go with them today, otherwise those adults will offend our tribe." Ling'er jumped up from the bed, didn't even wear shoes, and ran out with a pair of bare feet.

When Chen Xiaobai saw this scene, he felt a little distressed, what a kind girl this is! Knowing that she was taken away, she might go to slavery and maidservant, and she was more likely to be eaten as food. But that's it, she is still unhesitating, and she faces it bravely, just so that she doesn't affect others and lets others live.

Seeing the small figure leaving, Chen Xiaobai did not stop it, but stood in place and leaned out his divine sense to perceive it.

"Ling'er, everything has a brother, how can my brother let you have something. Chen Xiaobai muttered, and then his figure shook and disappeared into the house.

In a spacious stone house, the old shaman sat on a chair, holding a cup of tea, and took a sip gently. "It's time to come," the shaman muttered to himself, staring at the door.

"Chen Xiaobai has seen the elders" An illusory figure slowly solidified in the stone house, and issued a clear question.

The shaman stared at Chen Xiaobai, who magically appeared in front of him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "Xiaoyou is really very human, it seems that the old man's appearance index has not degraded. ”

"Little friend, the old man asks you, do you believe in your fate?" the shaman stared at Chen Xiaobai, and suddenly asked a clueless sentence.

"Elder, life is given by God, but my generation of monks, what I cultivate is to go against the sky, and my life is God's rule for the people of the world, but we cultivators just want to go against the sky and break these rules of heaven, otherwise how can we live forever? Chen Xiaobai pondered for a moment and replied.

"Hehe, what a good one to go against the sky, but when you break these rules of heaven, how do you know that it is not God who makes you break it, as if you have broken a circle, in fact, God wants you to jump into another circle, but you don't know it. The shaman stroked his long beard under his chin and said with a wise glint in his eyes.

"Although the sky is high, the boy firmly believes that as long as the soul of this life is not extinguished, then I will walk all the way to the sky, and one day, I will tear this heaven apart and hold him in my hands. Chen Xiaobai replied with a resolute face.

"Okay! Xiaoyou's heart is as strong as a golden stone, and his future is limitless. This "Voyeur of the Heavens" was given to me by my mother when she was dying, my mother was a saintess of the Terran Holy Emperor Gate 5,000 years ago, who was captured by the Heavenly Dragon Demon Emperor and gave birth to me. Hahaha, speaking of which, I'm still the prince of this demon clan, hahaha, it's just that my blood is not pure, I was abandoned in the wilderness, and I was saved by the ancestors of this barbarian tooth tribe, and finally a wisp of my mother's remnant soul found me when I was 8 years old, and left me this "Peep into the Sky", and then my soul was scattered. The shaman said this with a look of self-deprecation and a hint of pathos.

Chen Xiaobai was surprised when he heard this. "I'll go, this old man's experience is very story-telling!"

"This "Peeping Record" only has the bloodline of the human race to learn, and the treasures that my mother desperately gave me, but I can only feel some fur, and barely understand some physical fitness techniques, and medical divination methods, so as to live for thousands of years, the old man is not very sad, hahaha. At this, the shaman's eyes welled up with tears.

"A few days ago, the old man had a whim and made a hexagram, which revealed: The Son of Man is in the world, the destiny of heaven returns, the treasure book chooses the master, and the death is auspicious. As soon as the old man finished divining the hexagram, he was approached by Ling'er to save people, and he saw you as a human race, so the old man thought that you were the one who responded to the hexagram. The shaman stopped his grief and continued.

"I'll go, it's a god!" If it weren't for the shaman's sincere expression, Chen Xiaobai would have thought that he had met a god stick.

At this moment, the sound of crying came from afar. "Let go of my sister, I'll go with you", with Chen Xiaobai's extraordinary ear, he could hear that this was Ling'er's voice.

Chen Xiaobai took an ancient book handed over by the shaman, thanked him and put it in the storage space, took out more than a dozen animal skins, and piled a thick layer on the ground.

"Elder, these poisonous animal skins, you give them to those demons, these miscellaneous pieces have caused Sister Ling'er to cry, they will not end well. After speaking, Chen Xiaobai's figure flickered and disappeared without a trace.

The shaman hurriedly summoned a few half-demon strong men, lifted the animal skins, and led them straight to the tribal square.

On the square, nearly a thousand half-demons, men, women, and children, all burst into tears, and some were still crying. They all stared at the few half-demon men and women who were being tied up by the demons, and the babies put in the back basket, one by one clenching their teeth, and a few hardcover half-demon men roared, waving their fists, trying to rush out, but they were knocked out by everyone's tears. Those demons laughed when they saw this.

"Stop, we will pay taxes in kind, please let my people go. The shaman carried a wooden staff and led the people to the square.

"How, thing, what?" the captain kicked Ling'er in the face who was holding his leg, and kicked Ling'er to the ground and said.

"Why is it so cold?" the captain suddenly felt a piercing chill emanating from his heart, causing him to clench his arms, and the chill disappeared after a while.

"5 skins of first-order poisonous beasts, plus 12 skins of second-order poisonous beasts, in exchange for 4 years of worship by my tribe. The shaman said.

"Okay, I'll give you back these pigs," the captain smiled and looked at the skins on the ground. Very satisfied.

Because the worship of this barbarian tooth tribe is 10 skins of first-order poisonous beasts or 3 skins of second-order poisonous beasts a year. This shaman took out 12 second-order animal skins to cover the last 4 years of worship, and the remaining 5 first-order animal skins were obtained for nothing.

The demon captain immediately happily ordered his subordinates to loosen the ties of those people from the Barbarian Tooth tribe who had turned them in, and ordered his subordinates to put away the 12 second-order animal skins, and he put away the 5 first-order animal skins alone, and immediately led his subordinates away. Looking at the posture of the demon leaving, there is some urgency.

The captain of the demon man sat on the black cloud leopard, and kept whipping the leopard's buttocks with a small leather whip, urging it to move quickly. Now in his eyes, there are shining stars, because he seems to have seen them. A tempting pile of magic stones beckoned to him again.

No one saw it. In the sky above this team, a handsome young man, walking high in the sky, looked at them coldly from above.

It looked like he was looking at a pile of dead bodies.