The spirit world traces the sea bitterly, the north wind blows away the white clouds, and the sea surface is flooded with waves from time to time. A dark shadow could be seen floating rapidly over the sea. If you look closely, it turned out to be a teenager, with dark skin and a round bald head that reflected a little in the sun.

The boy hummed a little song in his mouth and enjoyed the beauty of a foreign country. Unexpectedly, his body was suddenly subjected to force, changing the direction of his flight. It didn't take long for him to see a small island in front of him, the shape of which was familiar to him, and he exclaimed—it was an island in the shape of a panda.

To the southeast of the island, a group of black people resembling indigenous Africans are kneeling on a high platform and praying for the blessing of the gods. The sacrificial table was flanked by two pillars, a man and a woman, and firewood piled underneath.

In front of the desk, a priestess with a disheveled hair was jumping left and right shaking her head, holding a staff made of bird feathers in her hand, and muttering words in her mouth. Just as the priestess had finished reciting the prayer and was shouting to the sky, a man flew from the sky and landed on her.

This person was a young man floating in the air, he looked at the group of black people in front of him, and said in surprise: "Hey, my mother, is this Africa?"

When the blacks saw the boy, they raised their wooden spears at him, looking angry as if he had made some great mistake. An elderly man among the negroes came out, shouting something with the fur of birds and beasts on his head.

When the young man saw this, he panicked and said, "Brothers, calm down. When he noticed that the crowd was still approaching, he thought that he should speak English, but he had no choice but to say in broken English, "Brothers, calm down." No no no, I am a good person。 ”

The blacks ignored him, and the wooden spear was already on his chest. Now I was in a hurry, and when I looked at the surrounding situation, it seemed to be a sacrifice, and said incoherently: "I am your God... Ya Butterfly... Savadika... Your uncle, you poke me again. ”

The old leader pointed at the boy, and then at the priestess who was dying under his ass. The boy understood at once, and hurriedly got up and grabbed the priestess. Seeing that it didn't work, he pressed his chest with both hands. Before he could press a few times, he was stabbed in the ass with a wooden spear, and he jumped up holding his buttocks at the moment, and scolded in his mouth: "You are a heartless eye, don't you see that I am rescuing?"

The priestess finally woke up after some tossing, and when she saw that the tribesmen were besieging the young man, she hurriedly stopped: "Stop, he is a god sent by heaven (ancient saying)." ”

The leader stopped the people who were besieging the boy and asked, "Are you here to save my people?"

The young man saw the leader babbling something, but he didn't understand it, thinking that he was interrogating him, he directly used his aura and slammed it into the table. The desk was hit by a fist of fire and burst into flames, and the young man pretended to be a master and shouted: "I know how to do spells, you poke me again and be careful that I turn my face." "I was stunned in my heart, I would do this trick, and I didn't work from time to time, but fortunately I succeeded this time. Unexpectedly, when everyone saw him casting a spell, they knelt down and prayed for him to eliminate harm from the clan.

The young man finally breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "Brother, it's good that you learned this trick, otherwise it would be over." Did you say that your patriarch was old and confused, and sent us to this hellish place. ”

Another voice sounded on the young man's body: "It's not easy for his old man to send us out." ”

The young man nodded and looked at the kneeling blacks and coughed, and said like a king: "All the ministers are flat, and the widow does not blame you." ”

The blacks couldn't understand him, and the two sides said their own things, and the scene was a mess. There were communication barriers, and all kinds of "sign language, drawing, and drawing were used, and finally the boy was taken to a mountain."

The leader pointed to the mountainside and said, "Respected god, the demon beast is ahead, please use your magic power to eliminate harm for the people (ancient saying)." After speaking, he led the people to retreat to the bottom of the mountain.

The young man's name is Meng Yuan, and he is a person from another world (earth), and his body at this time is not his, but the last clansman of the God of War clan, Di Yu. Meng Yuan did not take away the emperor feather, first, he had no ability to take it, and secondly, his little life was still saved by others.

Meng Yuan watched the black people go down the mountain, and was puzzled: "You said that those black loaches brought us here to do something?

Di Yu has a simple personality and thinks about people in a good direction, and responds: "No, will they treat us as immortals?"

", you don't give a bite to eat when you see an immortal. I tried to eat a mouthful of meat, but the priestess took it. It's been eight lifetimes of blood mold that fell on you, and you haven't eaten a good meal. ”

As Meng Yuan was talking, he heard a deafening roar from the mountain. After a few breaths, a two-meter-long beast with black and white beast patterns intertwined and a tiger-like appearance rushed out. Meng Yuan ran away as soon as he saw it, shouting as he ran: "My mother, the beast eats people, help!"

In this way, Meng Yuan ran away, the beast chased wildly behind, and the two shuttled between the mountains and forests one after the other. Fortunately, Meng Yuan had already built a foundation a few days ago, and his cultivation had also reached the seventh order of Lingyuan, and his physical fitness was stronger than that of ordinary people, otherwise he would have become a delicacy for beasts.

After escaping for half an hour, Meng Yuan couldn't run anymore and climbed the branch of a big tree. The beast roared under the tree, and Meng Yuan gasped and mocked: "You brainless idiot, so many wild animals on the road don't go to eat and chase me." Is it so easy to catch up? Do you know what a campus long-distance running champion is?" He gasped again and said, "That's my brother! You idiot, you kind of climb up! See, the good big ass, can you eat it?" patted his ass and said.

The beast seemed to be angry, and actually took a few steps back, and a fierce lunge pounced on Meng Yuan. Meng Yuan rode on the branch of the tree with a fist of fire, and the beast fell down. watched it flutter a few times and then stopped, laughing and said, "Sample, fight with me with your IQ." ”

Jumped off the tree and walked to the beast and said proudly: "In the past, there were eighteen bowls of Jingyanggang Wu Song drunk and fighting tigers, and now there is Xiao Mengye Panda Island outwitting the big beasts." Just as he was feeling emotional, the beast suddenly pounced on him.

Meng Yuan lost his vigilance for a moment and was thrown to the ground, seeing the beast's mouth wide open and baring its sharp teeth to bite his neck, in a hurry, his arms tightly hugged the beast's neck, opened his mouth and bit like it.

The beast suffers, and wants to bite but has nowhere to eat. The limbs were scratched wildly, and the two fought together. Meng Yuan found an opportunity in the fight to poke the blind beast's eyes with his fingers, and the beast suddenly went berserk when it lost its sight. Meng Yuan hurriedly pulled away from him, looked at the beasts that were bumping around, and found the right time to strike with all his might.

The beast was knocked over and hit the trunk of the tree, and Meng Yuan ran over to make up a few more punches. Seeing that the beast had been beaten beyond recognition, he looked at the scratched wounds on his body, sat down weakly, and said with palpitations: "Buddha bless, all the animals in your spiritual world have become sperm." ”

The black leader of the mountain received a report from his clan that the revered god had subdued the demon beast. The leader Daxi led his people to greet Meng Yuan. When the blacks saw Meng Yuan, they raised their wooden spears and shouted. A few strong young men lifted Meng Yuan, thinking of throwing a few times to celebrate, but Meng Yuan lost too much blood and fainted.

Early in the morning of the third day, Meng Yuan woke up and found himself in a hut made of haystacks. The scars on the body were also covered with herbs, but it was still very painful to move. If he hadn't laid the foundation, he would have died from this injury.

At that moment, he moved his arm, but he touched something hairy, and he was almost scared to death when he touched it. It felt very similar to the beast he had killed, and he didn't know where the strength came from to roll away. Unexpectedly, he hit a pillar all of a sudden, and the pain was so painful that he almost didn't burp in one breath.

Meng Yuan couldn't bear the pain and wanted to climb out, but heard a croaking sound.

The darkness of the morning and night had not completely dissipated, and there was no light source in the house, so it was dark and nothing could be seen. Meng Yuan followed the voice and vaguely saw a pair of eyes, and shouted: "Mother, ghost!"