"Whoosh!"

A long cyan arrow scurried through the air like a cyan lightning bolt, sinking into a section of dead yellow wood that lay on a huge rock, hidden by shrubs.

The yellow dead wood, which had not moved at all, suddenly moved, and rolled wildly in the air, shattering the nearby bushes.

It turned out that the yellow dead wood turned out to be the head of a huge python the size of a bucket, and its snake body was more than five zhang long, and its body was covered with rock-like scales, and there were some line-shaped patterns on it.

The arrow sank into its head, leaving only a small section of tail feathers still outside.

The huge body of the yellow python twisted and rolled, its thick tail swept across, and several towering trees around it were swept aside, making a loud noise, and fell to the ground.

After rolling for a quarter of an hour, the python finally turned its white belly to the sky, and after a few convulsions, it stopped moving.

Several figures jumped out of a boulder twenty or thirty zhang away, standing in front of Shi Mu, and the other people behind him were from the Teng Crow tribe, Sha Jiao and Sha Xing were all there, and they were all carrying some prey on their backs.

Shi Mu held a three-foot long bow with a yellow body and the shape of a snake's head at both ends, with a black bowstring connected to the mouth of the double snake.

This longbow was the Sky Breaking Bow, and in order to avoid being recognized by the barbarians, he smeared a ferocious beast blood on the bow, and after adding some decorations, it was dyed yellow.

He looked at the longbow in his hand, and there was a deep satisfaction in his eyes.

The power of this sky-breaking bow is far above the previous purple steel bow, and the runes on the bow are special witch scripts of the barbarian tribe according to Feng Li, containing some mysterious flood power, which is similar to the runes of the human race, and the two have some faint similarities.

With the blessing of the power of these witch patterns, the Sky Breaker not only has a far longer range than the purple steel bow, but even ordinary bows and arrows can also have some armor-piercing effects.

In addition, with a little mana injection, the bow can change in size within a certain range, making it very easy to carry.

The python that was shot was huge, and its strength was definitely comparable to that of a mid-acquired martial artist, but with the cooperation of the sky-breaking bow and the wind-chasing arrow, it was as fragile as an ordinary beast.

Several people quickly jumped to the corpse of the yellow python.

Sha Xing kicked the giant python, but the huge python's body only moved slightly, and its face couldn't help but show a hint of horror.

"Brother Mu is so powerful. He looked at Shi Mu with adoration on his face and shouted.

The scales on this yellow python will change color according to the surrounding environment, and it will not show any breath when it acts, and it is extremely cunning. And its scales are as strong as iron, and heavy weapons may not be able to cut through them, but Brother Mu can kill them with a bow and arrow, you are the real Barut of our barbarians!" said another barbarian man with golden curly hair, his eyes full of admiration.

"Brother Kuhan, you have won the award, and I have also taken advantage of the weapon. Shi Mu smiled slightly.

Barut is the title of warrior among the barbarians, and the barbarians are martial, and they will only say this word to those they admire from the bottom of their hearts.

This yellow line python's ability to change color is indeed tricky for ordinary people, but how sharp his eyesight is, coupled with the sky-breaking bow, the wind-chasing arrow is just restrained.

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, leaned down, and carefully pulled out the wind-chasing arrow from the python's head, wiped off the blood stains on it, and put it back on his waist.

There were only thirteen wind-chasing arrows he had snatched from the blue-skinned barbarian, and this arrow was extremely powerful, but each time he used it, the power of the witch on the arrow diminished by a few points.

According to his predictions, a Wind Chasing Arrow could only be used five times at most, and the power of the witch on it would disappear completely.

Several people around looked at the bow and arrow in Shi Mu's hand on their faces, and their faces were full of envy.

The Teng Raven tribe is relatively poor, and there are very few weapons forged from metal and steel, and most of the tribesmen still use weapons made of animal bones.

"Brother Mu, is that bow and arrow of yours a witch weapon?" asked Sha Jiao with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Sort of. Shi Mu nodded slightly, and the sky-breaking bow in his hand flashed, shrunk rapidly, became the size of a palm, and was put into his arms.

"Okay, it's not early, and the prey has been hit a lot, let's go back to the village." Sha Jiao noticed that Shi Mu didn't want to talk about this matter more, so she changed the topic and said.

Several other people agreed violently, and several people quickly joined forces to tie up the corpse of the yellow python and walked happily in the direction of the village.

Laughter along the way.

The yellow line python beast is a treasure, the snake skin can make extremely high-quality soft armor, the snake tendon and snake bone are good materials for making bows and arrows, and they can also be exchanged for a lot of things with other tribes.

In addition, snake meat can also be used to satisfy hunger, enough for the entire tribe to eat for a day or two.

The group returned to the village with a huge yellow line python and immediately caused a sensation.

Some of the barbarian children in the tribe had never seen the corpse of a giant python, and they let out a burst of exclamation, chasing and fighting around.

Shi Mu stood aside with his hands in his hands, his eyes looking around.

The Teng Crow tribe has made a lot of preparations for the evening festival, and several high wooden platforms have been erected on the open space square in the center of the tribe, and more than a dozen torches have been erected around them, but they have not been lit.

On top of the altar is a black bird carved from something unknown, which is lifelike and expressive.

In particular, its blood-red eyes faintly emitted a faint red light, as if a pair of real eyes were watching everything around them.

Shi Mu frowned slightly, and looked at it carefully, and that feeling disappeared again, as if Fang Cai was his own illusion.

Sha Jiao and the others talked about the process of Shi Mu's hunting of the yellow line python, and the tribesmen suddenly let out a burst of exclamation, and their eyes looked at Shi Mu with a little more respect.

"Hehe, Mr. Mu's strength is really unfathomable, even the yellow python can be hunted!" Patriarch Sha Lang listened, walked towards Shi Mu, and laughed.

"Patriarch Shalang, you have won the award, I am an outsider, and I have nothing to give to participate in your ceremony, so I will kill this python, which can be regarded as adding some tribute to the crow god. Shi Mu retracted his gaze and said with a smile.

"Mr. Mu is warm and generous, and I am here to accept your sincerity on behalf of the Raven God. Sharon touched his chest with one hand and said solemnly.

As the patriarch and a sacrifice, his reverence for the crow god is far greater than that of ordinary clansmen, Shi Mu's words are very much in line with his heart, and he can't help but have a good impression of Shi Mu, and some of the previous precautions are gone.

After Sharon said a few more words to Sha Jiao and Sha Xing, he beckoned the clansmen to come forward to wash and peel the python.

Shi Mu stood aside, and suddenly frowned.

The power of the totemic curse on his chest suddenly erupted, and a burning pain seemed to pierce into the depths of his soul like an awl.

His face turned pale and his body shook a little, but he quickly stood up again.

"Mr. Mu, are you okay?" Sha Jiao on the side noticed Shi Mu's strange appearance and asked with concern.

"It's fine, it's just a little tired, I'll just go and rest for a while. Shi Mu took a deep breath and reluctantly shook his head and smiled at Sha Jiao.

He greeted Sharon, then turned and walked towards the tribe's quarters.

Sha Jiao watched Shi Mu's back walk away, and her light and elegant face was slightly melancholy.

Shi Mu returned to his residence and hurriedly took off his clothes, the giant snake totem on his chest emitted a faint red light, and the red light flowed like blood.

Seeing this, his face sank, and the Ten Thousand Tribulation Corpse Soul Curse finally began to erode his divine soul.

Shi Mu took a deep breath, took out a fist-sized green jade gourd from his body, pulled out the stopper, and carefully poured it into the palm of his hand.

A pale blue viscous crystal liquid flowed out, and it was the blood of the unicorn viper essence that he had purchased before leaving Lancheng.

Shi Mu carefully smeared the blue blood on the red python totem on his chest, and a bone-penetrating coolness spread, and the red light emitted by the red python totem immediately slowly subsided, and finally disappeared after a while.

He exhaled a long breath, and for a moment, his whole body was drenched in sweat.

Shi Mu put away the gourd and stood up, walked to the window, looked at the vast sky in the distance, clenched his fists, and his eyes gradually became cold.

"Mother, Mu'er will definitely be able to live and become the strongest, you can rest assured!"

At night, the bonfire lit up and turned red into the sky.

The annual festival of the Teng Raven clan also kicked off.

Before the high platform of worshipping the gods, all the clansmen of the Teng Crow clan gathered here, Shi Mu and Sha Lun, and the elders of other clans sat together.

The ceremony is divided into two steps, the first step is for the clan to come to the altar and recite a hymn to the crow god, and then the clan offers offerings to the crow god on the high platform, praying for the crow god to protect the tribe in the coming year.

The solemn worship of the gods is followed by an all-night revelry.

A roaring fire was lit in front of the high platform, and the flames rising high illuminated the entire tribe.

There were many people on the side of the fire, and all kinds of meat and delicacies that were rarely seen on weekdays were put out for the Teng Crow people to use by themselves.

Horn cups, camel bone bowls are filled with fine wine, the sound of twelve strings is melodious, and the Teng Crow people hold hands together, step into unison and sing, warm and warm.

"Mr. Mu, please. Sharon poured Shi Mu a bowl of wine and handed it over.

Shi Mu smiled slightly, raised his head and drank it all.

The wine brewed by the barbarians is naturally not as clear as the wine of the human race, but this wine is concocted with the snake gall of the yellow python he killed during the day, exuding a unique fragrance, which is very refreshing.

"Good wine!" Shi Mu put down the camel bone bowl and stroked his knees and praised.

"Mr. Mu is polite, you are a person who has seen the world, how can our tribe's bad wine enter your eyes. Sha Lang said humbly, but the joy in his eyes couldn't help but deepen a little.

"The patriarch is too humble, the liquor of your tribe is not only sweet, but especially after being brewed with snake gall, it has a unique flavor that is not found anywhere else. Shi Mu laughed.

Although Sharon knew that this was Shi Mu's kind words, he listened very comfortably and couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, a cheer came.

In the center of the crowd in front of the fire, Sha Jiao didn't know when she appeared.

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