"No more nonsense, I'll kill you now, and then slaughter your entire tribe!" The envoy of the Ji Chuan Department pointed at Duan Chen's nose and shouted. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The smile on Duan Chen's face stiffened on his face.

"Phantom Witch, give you an hour, we will wait here, after an hour, if I can't see 1,000 tribal warriors standing in front of me......" Another Kikawabu envoy said: "Then, I will kill you alive!" ”

Duan Chen stood in place, the smile on his face had completely disappeared, his originally slightly bent back was slowly straightened, his eyes were deep, and when he looked at the two envoys of the Jichuan tribe in front of him, it was like looking at two dead people.

The next moment, the power of the witch spirit roared out from his brain domain, turning into two spikes condensed to the extreme, and in an instant, they crossed a distance of more than ten meters and pierced into the brain domain of these two Kikawa envoys!

"Do it!" Duan Chen cut the railway.

Call! This time, rushing to the front was a young man with a body as strong as an ape, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, the young man was seven points similar to Duan Chen, but he was much taller than Duan Chen, it was Chen's son, the youngest and most powerful hunter in the Phantom Tribe, Saint!

Saint's strength was also at the peak of the Innate Realm, and even without Duan Chen's spiritual attack, he had a great chance of defeating an envoy from the Jichuan tribe.

And now, these two envoys of the Ji Chuan Tribes were attacked by Duan Chen's witch spirit power, and there was a 'vertigo' for a few seconds, which was enough time for the saint to kill them more than 10 times!

Sou! The pale sword light flashed, and the two envoys of the Kikawa tribe who had just flaunted their might and were about to slaughter the entire Phantom Tribe if they didn't agree with each other, their heads rose to the sky, and from the cavities of the two headless corpses, blood gushed out like a fountain!

"It's just two pieces of waste, and they dare to be so arrogant to Abba." Saint spat hard at the corpse in front of him.

Soon, it was dusk.

Duan Chen took Tong with him to a hill outside the tribe, and continued to deduce the good fortune of the tribe.

The art of divination, since ancient times, has been ethereal, but after tens of thousands of years, it has still been passed down, and almost every tribe of witches knows some witchcraft to some extent.

"Wu, a few days ago, in your inference, the tortoise shell also showed that blessings and misfortunes depended on each other, and now ...... Why has it become a bad omen again? Standing not far away, Tong who was silently watching Duan Chen's calculations, couldn't help but speak.

Duan Chen pinched the tortoise shell in his hand, frowned, and was silent.

In the middle of the night, in the council hall of the Phantom Tribe.

The hut was extremely dim, except for a few oil lamps made of animal oil, which flickered on and off.

"I can't wait any longer, I've used the magic of witchcraft to deduce, if we don't migrate as soon as possible, our Phantom Tribe will be in danger of dying." Duan Chen's eyes were silent and he slowly spoke.

"Is it because of the two people from the Kikawa tribe who were killed this afternoon?" A clan elder asked.

"Hmm." Duan Chen nodded slowly.

"But......" A clan elder stood up: "Wu, over there is still a part of the crystal ore vein that has not been excavated, and the food reserves in the tribe have not been fully ......."

"We can't wait any longer, if we have food, let's find a way on the way, as for the crystal ore vein, let's seal and hide this crystal ore vein first, we have to believe that one day, when our tribe is strong, we will return to this homeland!" Duan Chen cut the railway.

"Alright then, let's go out, mobilize the people, and prepare to migrate!" Several clan elders stood up one after another.

After the elders of the De clan had left, Duan Chen asked again, "How is the migration route being explored?" ”

One of the hunters stood up and replied, "Wu, several of us hunters have explored in different directions, and have already chosen a relatively safe migration route, but ......"

After a pause, the hunter continued: "It's just that because time is too rushed, this route has not yet been fully explored, and it has not been completely explored, only less than 600 miles have been explored. ”

"600 miles, it should be enough." After Duan Chen pondered for a moment, he nodded and said, "Then, follow this route and start the migration." ”

In the early hours of the morning, the lights were shining in the entire village of the Phantom tribe, and all the clansmen were mobilized.

Not only noisy human voices, but also the manic roars of beasts.

During this time, there were more than 200 fierce beasts of all kinds that were captured and tamed by the Phantom Tribe.

The fierce beasts are far more powerful than the beasts, most of them are 3 or 4 meters long, and on their backs, all of them are loaded with various animal skin packages, and they are forcibly awakened in the middle of the night, they look a little manic, and from time to time they let out a low roar, and some women in the tribe are feeding these fierce beasts pieces of bloody raw meat.

Several hunters stood not far away, ready to suppress the possible riots among these fierce beasts.

The herbivorous granite beast was led by the clansmen to a hill next to the stockade, and under Duan Chen's personal gaze, dozens of clansmen carefully and reverently moved the entire fire pit to the wide back of the granite beast.

At about 3 o'clock in the morning, the migration of the Phantom tribe began.

Countless old people in the tribe all knelt down in front of the gate, some wept bitterly, some kowtowed reverently, and some lay on the ground, kissing the ground under their feet.

As for the newborn children of the tribe, most of them were carried behind their backs by their mothers in animal skins, and the older ones were held by their fathers, step by step away from the village of the Phantom Tribe.

Most of them didn't know what was going on, and when they saw their grandfather kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, they raised their heads a little dazedly and asked their parents, "Abba and Grandma, what's wrong with Grandpa?" Why do you cry so sadly? ”

Their parents, just carrying heavy animal skin wraps, gently stroked their children's heads, and remained silent and did not speak.

Duan Chen was dressed in coarse linen clothes, standing not far from the Phantom tribe village, looking at the scene in front of him, his eyes were also slightly red.

"Abba, let the people leave the land where they have lived for hundreds of years, and go on a migration with no destination and no future in sight...... It's all my decision, I ...... Is it wrong? Duan Chen's appearance was rare with a hint of dazedness.

His father Rui, at this time, his hair was already half white, and there were obvious wrinkles on his forehead, after listening to Duan Chen's words, Rui laughed, stretched out his broad hand, and patted Duan Chen's shoulder: "Ah Chen, you are not wrong, stay here, our tribe can only be completely wiped out, migrate to the distance, and maybe there is a glimmer of life." ”

"Ah Chen, you have to believe in yourself, you are the witch of my phantom tribe, you are Abba's greatest pride, and the greatest pride of the entire tribe." Rui's broad hand pressed on Duan Chen's shoulder, and said in a gentle voice.