Nearly a month after living on an ancient tree, the first time I went down the tree with Garon, at a glance, the trunk of an ancient tree was supported below, as if countless huge pillars supported a tall wooden house, majestic.

Walking through this forested village, the light gradually brightened, and it was safe to walk on a road large enough to accommodate a hundred horses, and the road made of huge stones beneath your feet was very safe.

On both sides are towering trees that are taller than the ancient trees of the forest village, and the branches on them are like nature, and like man-made, and they have grown into the shape of the city wall, and the yellow yuan wood is built according to the outline of the giant branches, and it has become two ancient road walls.

There are the ancient banners of the Zu'an tribe on it, and there are many strong men wearing leather armor, all of whom are carrying chain knives and twisting them around their arms, which looks very strong.

The wide avenue stretched for hundreds of meters, and the group followed Garon to a house supported by dozens of ancient trees.

The house is also built of Huang Yuanmu, wrapped in green vines, and it is difficult to see the wood color of Huang Yuanmu.

There are many birds and beasts such as squirrels, magpies, and parrots living on it, and everyone's faces have become quite strange, which is completely inconsistent with the fierce Zu'an clan, and they thought that they had arrived in the legendary land of elves.

Walking all the way up the wooden staircase entwined with vines, into the castle-like houses, led by Garon, the so-called tribal warriors only threw undisguised hostility at the crowd and did not stop them.

"Instructor!"

Ahead, Amun, who was with Fama, stepped out and followed Garon with the group.

Wen Yiming nodded, stopped, and after Galong moved sideways, he saw the burly old man sitting on the ground in front of him.

The silver hair was tied into countless small braids behind him, the thick beard was also tied into braids, the thick eyebrows were big, and the side of the left eye was a totemic tattoo.

The old man's eyes scanned the crowd with burning eyes, like a sharp blade blowing in the cold wind, and like a scorching line of fire swept around.

Super God of War!

Wen Yiming secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he knew that the old man in front of him was the chief, Tai Yi said that the tattoo on the chief's face was patterned.

Where is this half-step, it is an authentic super god of war, with the vision of his oracle eyes, it is estimated that it has broken through for several decades, and it has just been stabilized.

But when he thought that the other party was a Zuan madman, he felt terrifying, not spiritual fear, but shock to the unpredictable strength.

He has already seen how fierce the Zuan madman of the peak god of war is, and what kind of combat power is the Zuan madman of the super period?

He estimated that if this chief started the ultimate madness, he was afraid that only the angry axe could compete with the four guardian gods.

For this reason, a question flashed in his heart, with the strength of the Zu'an clan, why was he forced by the humans in the outside world to dare not be born, this is simply unreasonable!

"Skywalker, are you wondering why the Zuan tribe is so powerful that it was forced to this point by you humans?"

The old man suddenly let out a faint voice, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he didn't have much emotion.

Wen Yiming raised his eyebrows and did not answer, but he could see what he was thinking at a glance, and hurriedly stabilized his mind in the heart of the fifth autumn crossbow.

Wen Yiming has not recovered much true yuan and spiritual power now, less than two percent, at this time, he turned on his concentration aura and perceived a circle of this rather large wooden house, in addition to him and the dragon soul, the first is the chief elder, and the other is Ramdo and Fama on the left.

Next to Ramdo was a man in his thirties, with chestnut flesh bulging all over his body, stretching out the lines of his leather armor, which was very terrifying.

Sitting under it was Garon, with his eyes lowered and his face lowered, and it seemed that his status in the tribe was not low.

Taiyi said that the Zu'an clan living in the Amani Cliffs has a lower age on average, and the actual bone age is much larger.

The chestnut man in front of him is like this, the strength of the eighth layer of the Martial Saint is not much older than his age, but in fact, he is already six hundred years old, if it weren't for his oracle eyes, it would be hard to believe.

The same is true of Jia Long, the ninth layer of the Martial Saint, with a middle-aged appearance, is already a thousand years old.

At this moment, Amon took two steps forward, stood side by side with Wen Yiming, touched his chest with his right hand, and saluted the old man: "Chief, ......"

"Amon!" The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, not angry and arrogant, interrupted Amon's words, and then looked at Wen Yiming and said: "I asked Amon to attend, just to tell him that he will not bully his friends, although his friends are not friends of our tribe, but they are not enemies for the time being." ”

The old man picked up a rough table knife and stood on the table, shaking and falling down at any time, and said lightly: "You are like this dinner knife now, you may become friends or enemies at any time, and the decisive factor is whether you can restore the temple." ”

"By the way, my name is Zane!" The old man said again: "The Taiyi patriarch may have told you that because of the wind god banana and a variety of strange things, the lifespan of the people in this place is far higher than that of humans in the outside world, and the old man is now three thousand seven hundred years old, and he has only cultivated to the ninth level of the god of war. ”

"Our clan's combat strength is fierce, and it is common for them to leapfrog levels, and any ordinary clansman, even if he is a farmer in the field, is stronger than a genius in the outside world. ”

Zane's expression was proud, and he suddenly turned low, and said: "It's just that it's not easy for us to cultivate, and the human beings in the outside world have cultivated to the Martial Saint, and those with a little talent can reach it in a hundred years, and those with extraordinary talent can reach it for a few decades, and we." ”

Zane raised his finger and pointed at the man covered in chestnut meat below, and said, "This is the number one warrior in the tribe, and it is also the top person in their generation, and it has taken six hundred years to cultivate here!"

"His name is Gadri, and he is cultivating now, if he can accept the inheritance of the temple and become a Zuan madman, it will be easy to compete with the ordinary god of war. ”

Zane suddenly laughed at himself: "However, how many such warriors are there in the tribe to consume, even if we can be ten or hundred, we can't compete with the humans in the outside world." The old man can match the guardian god of war, but it is difficult to defeat one against four. ”

At the end, he smiled faintly: "Actually, they don't have to be like this, our Zu'an clan doesn't like strife, and prefers to stay in the homeland, but it's a pity that you humans in the outside world treat others as yourself, and today, you are really to blame!"

"Believe it or not!" Zane suddenly stood up, pointed at Wen Yiming and said, "I heard Taiyi talk about Roaring Island and natural disasters, you are indeed a rare genius, but if your natural disasters are the first to resist the invasion of the demons this time, it will not take a hundred years, and the human beings you saved will surely perish, and time will tell." ”

"I believe it!" replied Wen Yiming.

Then he said: "So whether your Zu'an tribe is born or not, I don't care, the continent is really going to be invaded by the demons, the natural disasters are all my brothers and friends, I have fought bloodily for my wife and children, natural disasters have no obligation to fight for the entire continent, and no one has the right to order, including me." ”

looked at Amon and said solemnly: "I came here more because of this brother." ”

Then he looked at Zane and said, "Chief, your attitude towards us now is the same as treating others with yourself. ”

"Oh?"

Zane's action of sitting down stopped, and he looked at Wen Yiming coldly, his eyes slightly dissipating panicked pressure.

(End of chapter)