All the warriors who just rushed out of the house noticed something strange, almost no need to look up to see that the sky outside the tribe was shrouded in a black with no end in sight, obviously in the tribe can feel the calm without wind and snow, but the black shroud below is like a tornado, with the black floating in the sky, the huge air flow caused by the snow drives, the wind and snow fly violently everywhere, too violent to make a sharp sound, the sound is like a blunt knife, cutting people's eardrums alive, making people fearful. Looking at it from afar, you know that if you are unfortunate enough to be under that black patch, no matter how strong you are, you will be torn to pieces by the merciless wind and snow.

The sudden abnormality made everyone's faces pale, this, this is simply a curse!

For those natural disasters that cause great harm and cannot be explained, this continent is collectively called the curse, and there are about hail, floods, droughts, etc., which occur suddenly, have a huge impact, cannot be prevented and have no ability to resist, and countless tribes are wiped out in a snap of their fingers, it is precisely because of this that people talk about the color change, and they tremble when they hear it, so seeing the huge horror phenomenon that suddenly happened outside the tribe, these two terrifying words surged up in everyone's hearts at the same time, and their bodies trembled and looked at the endless outside as if they were covered with black symbolizing death.

The heart of Long Zhan at the first sight of the black just saw it also beat violently, but then he calmed down, stood in place and did not move, his pupils shrank, and he stared at the black for more than ten seconds, and finally saw a clue with his excellent eyesight, held the weapon tightly with his right hand, and loudly ordered everyone not to panic.

Ling Fei, who also heard the bone whistle, was originally going to hide in the house according to the patriarch's arrangement, but he didn't hear Long Zhan's footsteps leaving for a long time, thought about it, boldly ran to the door, pushed open the small gap and looked out, and saw Long Zhan standing outside and the disturbing black that occupied the sky in the distance.

When Ling Fei saw clearly, he happened to hear Long Zhan ordering everyone not to panic and not to move, and he was worrying about his heart, there was a strange and familiar loud chirp from outside, the sound was not very deafening, but it was clear that it seemed to be in his ears, as if it was a song from ancient times, and the long voice seemed to have some kind of power, which could be transmitted from the ear to the heart, and the soul seemed to tremble.

This shocking feeling was not very strange to Ling Fei, and it was also for those who originally belonged to the Flying Dragon Tribe, and the expression on his face changed from frightened to pious solemnity.

Tiger God-sama!

As if to appease the frightened, after the roar, a familiar shadow under the black cloud flew towards the gate of the tribe, straight and fast.

"Yes, yes, it's a gray dumpling······ Gray dango-sama ······" The sharp-eyed one recognized it, covered his face with his arms, and shouted loudly.

Gray Dango, who had left the tribe for a long time and had not returned, looked a little excited, and his powerful wings waved rapidly, and instead of flying over the high wall, he flew up and down the doorway.

At this time, Long Zhan and the old priest had already come out with people, although they didn't know what was going on, the old priest was not in chaos, and he didn't know how much calmer than those hunters with shocked faces.

Ling Fei followed behind Long Zhan, stepping on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow to the outside of the tribe gate, looking up slightly at the long-lost black in the sky, with a smile of relief in his eyes, just like last year's snowy day, this mysterious big guy appeared again.

Seeing Ling Fei, the gray ball that had been hovering over the door flew down, and the panicked crowd subconsciously dodged a clearing, stepping on the soft snow, the gray ball covered with snow came over affectionately, Ling Fei smiled and reached out to touch it, soft, both the cold of ice and snow and the constant body temperature from the little guy.

After the snow, the gray dumplings didn't stay in the tribe much, and there was no change in two months, but the hair on the body was thicker, and it was more comfortable to touch.

Pushing away the hand he had just supported, the old priest almost knelt on the ground with his body on the ground, and his trembling mouth muttered "Lord Beast God, Lord Beast God", with a pious expression and tears in his eyes.

After the merger of the tribes, the old priest and Rui learned about the things of the Flying Dragon Tribe, including the Tiger God of the Flying Dragon Tribe, the Beast God of the Giant Tribe, the same as the Flying Dragon Tribe, the image of the Beast God handed down by the Giant Clan is engraved on the utensils or stones, because the time is long, the technical level is not very high, so the portrayal is inevitably distorted, but the old priest almost grew up listening to the story of the Tiger God, and now, the image of the Tiger God has penetrated into his heart, and it is difficult to suppress the excitement in his heart when he hears the sound of Rui shouting.

Yes, only the Beast God can have such momentum, compared to the Beast God, they are really small!

The guards who had been greatly frightened just now were the last to react, and at this time they found that their bodies were a little weak, their backs and palms were sweaty, and they knelt down to the black piece of the sky in a regular manner.

Long Zhan squinted his eyes and looked over, this big guy didn't know if he flew around casually on a whim or was lured by the gray ball, but fortunately he stayed outside the tribe, if he flew over the tribe, it is estimated that the tribe would be destroyed.

Under the gaze of everyone, the "black clouds" in the sky slowly contracted, as the black range became smaller and smaller, and the distance from the ground became lower and lower, the gray dumplings made a cheerful "whoosh" sound, looking at the sky for a while, and looking curiously at the people kneeling on the ground for a while.

When the sky returned to its usual appearance, there was a black "mountain" a few hundred meters away from the tribe, and now this reminded many people present of the scene when they left the Flying Dragon Tribe, when there was a conflict with the Flying Star who was the patriarch, the Tiger God suddenly appeared in front of their eyes, and then carried them from the Flying Dragon Tribe to the land under their feet. It will be a year since the last time they saw the true body of the Tiger God, but the experience of galloping in the sky will never be forgotten, often reproduced in dreams, and they still remember the sea and the sky when they wake up, they have always thought that they are lucky, they are blessed and protected by the Tiger God, hard work, and now the days are better and they have never forgotten the favor, and now they have seen the true body of the Tiger God again, and the excitement is indescribable.

The snow of the riot lost its driving force and fell flutteringly, forming a big circle centered on the big guy, and the land was exposed within the circle, and the snow outside the circle was more than half a person high, and the power of the gestures was enough to shock everyone present.