"What's that?!"

He Chen lost his voice.

The hill in front of him turned around before he could see the whole picture.

Mighty crocodile!

This mighty crocodile was covered in scars, large and small, that made it look very fierce.

In particular, there are three scratches on the left eye, possibly left by some kind of elf, which makes it look even more ferocious.

"Roar—"

The strong crocodile turned around, and his two eyes were fixed on He Chen.

An overwhelming coercion came from the mighty crocodile.

He Chen suddenly felt his hairs stand up, the power of the waveguide spontaneously operated, and even the superpowers that were suppressed in the deeper layers almost couldn't help but burst out.

The baa sheep he was holding jumped directly from his arms, raised his head and screamed at the strong crocodile, and the electric light flashed on his body, knowing that he was very brave.

"Alright, Mighty Crocodile!"

At this time, Yang beside He Chen suddenly spoke.

All the clouds of coercion have dissipated.

"How many times have I told you! Don't scare the cubs! If you don't listen, you just don't listen! ”

Yang Yizong jumped from one side of the river to the other, then stepped forward with a big grin, walked up to the strong crocodile, and raised his right hand.

Then He Chen saw the strong crocodile whimper extremely aggrieved and lowered his head slightly.

"Boom!"

The strong crocodile was knocked on the head by Yang, just like an ignorant child who was knocked on the head by his parents when he was a child.

He Chen was dumbfounded.

He and Squishy looked at each other, a little incredulous.

He Chen just saw the strong crocodile outside the Haoyang tribe, and thought that the Haoyang tribe had been attacked!

From this point of view, the Haoyang tribe is protected by a strong crocodile.

There is such a large lump of strong crocodiles sitting at the door, and the idle elves dare not approach.

It's like the effect of Grandpa White Butterfly's realm.

After teaching the strong crocodile, Yang beckoned to them and let them pass, so He Chen picked up the Bali sheep, jumped across the river, and walked towards the Haoyang tribe.

The closer he got to the strong crocodile, the more He Chen felt frightened.

It's different from the elves like the Alpha Monster before.

This strong crocodile is estimated to be at least the elite level, but that kind of ferocity is incomparable to the king-level Aba monster.

The king-level Aba monster is just big.

And this strong crocodile, although it is not big, is very much like the kind of veteran who has been in a hundred battles.

Ferocious and violent.

Every look was full of murderous aura, and he was looking at He Chen's vital point.

Although he knew that the strong crocodile would not hurt him, He Chen still played a clever game.

Damn, I can't afford to mess with it.

"Boom!"

"How many times have I said it, be kind to the cubs, if you had fixed this problem, I would have brought you into the tribe a long time ago."

Yang knocked the mighty crocodile hard again.

The strong crocodile was aggrieved for a moment, and simply looked up at the sky without looking at He Chen.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just not used to it."

He Chen saw that this child was extremely aggrieved, and he escaped from a wronged teenager.

If you weren't that big, if you didn't have that many scars, if you weren't so vicious, it's more like, well, and you don't want that fang.

"This child was snatched from a group of big wolfdogs when I was a child, and he fought everywhere with me since he was a child, and fought everywhere with me when he grew up."

Yang touched the body of the strong crocodile, the two-meter man only touched the waist of the person, and he sighed: "It's been a hundred years......"

The strong crocodile lowered his head and rubbed the sun gently, without a fierce feeling at all.

It's like a pair of brothers, one is the elder brother and the other is the younger brother.

And for Yang's age, He Chen was not surprised.

All kinds of prehistoric tree fruits and elven flesh have strong energy, and coupled with the nourishment of their special abilities, they have a much longer lifespan than ordinary people.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the tribe."

Yang let the strong crocodile continue to guard here, and then took He Chen in the direction of the tribe.

After passing the strong crocodile, He Chen looked at the Haoyang tribe.

The Haoyang tribe is very large.

A large area on the grassland is full of buildings of the Haoyang tribe, among which there are various

He Chen felt that the Haoyang tribe was afraid that it would take a scale of 10,000 people to have such a large area.

10,000 people.

A number that He Chen envied.

The closer he got to the Haoyang tribe, the more He Chen could feel a sense of prosperity.

Prehistoric prosperity.

Some elves jumped between the buildings full of primitive flavors, and the people of Haoyang also shuttled back and forth between the tribes, looking extremely orderly.

It's just that He Chen estimated that the people of the Haoyang hunting team went out to hunt, so most of the houses were empty.

"Yang Wu, you're back!"

"Yang Wu, look at the elf egg that my Eminem gave me!"

Some elderly people, women and children around greeted each other.

"Yang Wu, two days ago, the Yunjiao tribe came to our grassland to hunt, and we drove them away, and then most of the witches in Chongyan died, it is said that it was because of the invasion of the Great Sword Ghost Clan, and the other ......"

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a man with a slender figure appeared.

It's just that the man is wearing something like a mask that covers his face, and only his eyes can be seen.

Kakashi, it's you!

And as soon as the man saw Yang, he began to say a lot of things.

He Chen felt very much like the clerk in his previous life.

"This is a scythe, a lone ranger."

Yang is helpless.

"The Lone Ranger?"

He Chen was surprised.

How is this the appearance of a Haoyang tribesman.

And this lone ranger obviously has a clear attitude towards your Haoyang tribe.

"Yes."

Yang became more and more helpless: "I can't drive away." ”

"As long as I can't beat you, I won't leave!"

The scythe on the side suddenly stopped, and his eyes were full of war.

However, Yang yawned: "He came out of nowhere, saying that he has been challenging the witches of various tribes, and he has already picked several of them." ”

Yang didn't say the next words, but He Chen could guess that this person had fallen into the sand here in Yang.

Although Yang's waveguide power is not particularly strong, but after a hundred battles, He Chen estimates that he can barely use the released ability to fight Yang for a few rounds.

But once you get close, you will die.

"By the way, this cub is also a witch, do you want to pick him and try it?"

Yang looked at the sickle with a look of war intent and was very annoyed.

"Witch?"

The sickle's burning eyes immediately looked at He Chen.

"Let's fight!"

He immediately pulled out a stone knife from his back.

He Chen was dumbfounded.

Then something happened that made He Chen even more speechless.

"Shhhh

Scythe put his fingers in his mouth and let out a sharp whistle.

"Roar!!"

A roar was heard in the jungle in the distance.

A figure flew out.

An elf!

This elf has red wings and a blue body, flying in the air, gradually approaching Haoyang.

Xiaolan, a strong crocodile outside the Haoyang tribe, had already sat down and closed his eyes to recuperate, but when he sensed the approach of this elf, he opened one eye, and after a few glances, he didn't care.

Storm salamanders!

He Chen was surprised.

The Storm Salamander is a very powerful half-body level elf, and it can be seen that this Storm Salamander has been cultivated very well by the sickle.

The sickle impassionedly pointed at He Chen with a knife:

"Let's go! Unknown witches of unknown tribes, fight my storm salamanders! Where's your monster? ”

He Chen looked at the thin Bali sheep softly.

He Chen: "??? ”