When the sun rose, the place where the Fire Tribe and the Dragon Tribe branch met was filled with severed limbs.

The snow melted into crimson ice after being dissolved by the blood, freezing the broken bodies of the warriors inside, like a series of strangely shaped ice sculptures.

If in the world of the fifth Xuan's previous life, such a scene is enough to be used as an anti-war artistic ice sculpture, but in a primitive society, such a scene is only a couple of wars.

The Fire Tribe had left here overnight last night, and they had taken some of the Dragon Tribe tribesmen who had not been killed, as well as their witches and totem fires.

When the morning sun shone on the blood-red ice, a black mist suddenly appeared on the western horizon.

The howling north wind failed to blow away the black fog, and they floated towards the ice sculptures.

This is a tribe that the Fire Tribe once encountered, and the Ox Totem knows their tribe name: Soul Tribe.

It is said that where there are dead people, there are them.

After a while, the dense fog came not far from the ice sculpture, slowly stopped, and the thick fog suddenly rolled up, and one by one dark-skinned primitive people came out of it.

Nearly in the hundreds, they glanced around the battlefield, commanded a man with a whip who looked like a leader, and said a few words that were neither in the language of the dragon tribe nor in the language of the fire tribe.

The men dispersed, and they came to the corpses, and put their hands on them, muttering words and speaking in languages they did not understand.

Slowly, a black mist rose from the corpses, and they were held in their hands.

They took the black mist and returned to the great black mist.

When they had removed the black mist from all the ice sculptures, the leader glanced south, then north.

He hesitated, as if he didn't know whether to go south or north.

At this moment, the fog rolled again, and out of it came an old man on crutches.

His complexion was equally dark, his long beard on his chin was braided into three pigtails, and a black mist fell from under each braid, his face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes were red and green, and he looked very scary.

Above his crutches, there was an almost condensed black mist, floating on it in the shape of a ball, and a faint roar came from inside.

"Knock knock. ”

He used his cane to pestle the ice twice, attracting the leader-like man in front of him.

When the leader-like man saw him, he immediately turned around and saluted respectfully, he nodded, and pointed south with his cane.

He decided to go south, and the leader-like man gladly accepted, and then he raised his whip and struck twice at the dark fog, which began to move southward, and the two of them entered it, and went south together.

......

The leader of the six generations looked at the stone sculpture in front of him and touched the stone carving's head curiously.

The stone sculpture takes the shape of a dragon, except that his nose resembles that of a rhinoceros, rising high.

This is the totem fire of the Dragon Tribe Branch, and it is the most important existence of the Dragon Tribe Branch, and when the six generations of leaders touched the stone carving, the Dragon Tribe Branch Wu let out a beast-like whining sound.

His mouth was gagged, his body was tied, and he was escorted forward by the Fire Tribe warriors along with about two hundred warriors.

"Don't worry, I won't break it, I'm going to exchange it for the wolf totem. ”

The leader of the six generations glanced at the leader of the wolf tribe as he spoke, his eyes full of smiles.

The leader of the wolf tribe glanced at him gratefully, and last night when he heard the leader of the sixth generation tell him that he could exchange this for a little blue wolf, he was so excited that he didn't sleep all night.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The dragon tribe branch witch continued to make a sound, his eyes looked at the six generations of leaders fiercely, and his eyes stared at his hands.

"Oh, do you think I don't respect him enough?"

The leader of the six generations asked with a sudden understanding.

Wu of the Dragon Tribe Branch hurriedly nodded, that's what he meant.

"I'm sorry, he doesn't deserve my respect yet, or when the Dragon Tribe Headquarters Totem falls into my hands, I'll show enough respect. ”

The leader of the six generations said with a smile to the dragon tribe branch Wu.

This naturally caused him to whine angrily again, but the leader of the six generations didn't care, just handed over this fire to the others, and walked forward with the leader of the wolf tribe.

"Chief, the leader of the Lingjiao is here. ”

"Oh, so fast?"

The leader of the sixth generation was slightly stunned, there was still some distance from the Spirit Department, and the leader of the Spirit Horn Department came over so quickly, he should have been on the north, but he didn't know how many people he had brought.

"How many are there?"

He asked the warrior.

"More than 2,000 people, we also went in in the name of meeting the leader of the Lingjiao Tribe, and the leader of the Lingjiao Department heard about the matter here, so he rushed over in advance, and the only people who came were him and a dozen totem warriors. ”

The warrior replied.

The leader of the sixth generation nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Take it directly to the captive." ”

The leader of the six generations said, pulled the leader of the wolf totem, and turned around directly and returned to the dragon tribe branch Wu.

Regarding the return of the six generations of leaders, the dragon tribe branch Wu didn't give him a good face, and the six generations of leaders didn't care about his reaction.

"Ahh ”

The leader of the Lingjiao tribe who was brought over looked at the dragon tribe branch witch who was tied up, and stopped in the distance.

His gaze scanned and he saw more soldiers tied up, as well as totem fire.

"Leader of the Fire Tribe, what are you doing here? You're causing a big disaster. ”

After being stunned, he stepped forward quickly, but instead of walking towards the leader of the sixth generation, he went to the branch of the Dragon Tribe.

The leader of the six generations did not stop him, and he did not speak until he saw that he was about to untie the rope of the dragon tribe branch witch.

"You're already tied to the Fire Tribe, what's in it for you to let him go?"

The sixth-generation leader asked.

"How could it be. ”

The leader of the Spirit Horn said almost like jumping to his feet.

"We're just making salt together, nothing else. ”

He said as he looked at the Dragon Tribe branch witch, as if to show his innocence.

"They won't believe it, and even if they do, we just need to say that this time it's you who led the way, and you think they'll believe you, the person who works with us, or they'll believe us. ”

The leader of the six generations stared at him and asked.

"I ......"

The leader of the Spirit Horn was speechless, he regretted it now, regretted cooperating with the Fire Tribe.

They were so bold that they actually tied up the dragon tribe branch witch, isn't this playing with fire?

"What the hell are you going to do?"

He stopped and asked, confused.

"To form an alliance, to form an alliance with the many spirits of the Dragon Tribe. ”

The leader of the sixth generation stepped forward and said.

"No way, with the dragon tribe, they won't be allied with you. ”

The leader of the Spirit Horn Sect said affirmatively.

"Whether you want to form an alliance or kill or not, they can choose for themselves. ”

The leader of the six generations said meaningfully.

。 Sogou