If the ghost corpse is a pack of wolves, then the horse-faced people are the lions in the wilderness.

But the horse-faced people are not the kings of this land.

The Minotaur is, at least within the scope of the villagers of Wusha Village, it is the strongest king.

The horse-faced man is a lion, and the minotaur is a Tyrannosaurus rex, a terrifying existence that terrifies all villages.

The village defenses of all the villages in the Southern Wilderness can almost resist most of the beasts and ghosts here.

The only thing you can't deal with is the Minotaur.

This seven-meter-tall and infinitely powerful underworld beast evolved from Black Jupiter's former troll demon clan, the Bull Demon Clan.

Fortunately, there are not many of them, otherwise the southern wilderness would have been flattened by them long ago.

However, minotaurs usually do not attack villages, as they are also a great threat to them.

Terran villages are also at the top of the food chain in the Southern Wilderness, and one village is enough to compete with the Minotaurs.

Of course, the result is mostly a lose-lose situation.

Minotaurs are not only powerful, but they also possess a certain sense of death, which gives them the ability to see danger.

Minotaurs will not attack a medium-sized or higher village unless they have to.

It will not attack unless it finds that the village is decayed and can be easily crushed.

Minotaurs usually feed on wild beasts that are hidden underground, not yet completely impregnated with death, or Terran bands that are out hunting.

Despite their size, minotaurs are very adept at using cover, so when they lie on their stomachs, they can't be spotted at all, and they just think they are mounds of dirt that can be found everywhere in the wasteland.

Fu Teng's crazy act of lighting the ghost incense caused the villagers of Wusha Village to panic in an instant.

A deep roar from afar struck the hearts of every villager, as if it was about to shatter their hearts.

Fu Teng's entire face was distorted under the light of the giant torch on the dead wood wall, and his mouth let out a crazy murmur, "Die, die, hehe, I can't live, don't want to live." ”

Fu Teng looked like he had gone insane, but instead of resting on his laurels, he suddenly jumped to his feet and onto the giant torch stuck in the dead wood wall.

Fu Teng was not afraid of death, when he arrived at this step of the field, he knew that he would definitely die, but he wanted to see Aninu die before he died, and watched Wusha Village being trampled to the ground.

"Fu Teng, you madman, don't you even spare your family?"

Aninu snapped in disbelief.

"Family? Hahaha, Aninu, don't you know if I have a family? For as long as I can remember, the people of the Fu family have died one after another, how much has the Fu family contributed to Wusha Village, and what is the result? Half of them died in battle, half of them were exiled, my father was torn in half by the horse-faced people in order to save a child, no one remembers this credit, our Fu family is worthy of Wusha Village, but when my uncle ran for the village head, he was exiled because he just used a little trick, Aninu, you despicable villain, I must watch you die today. Fu Teng's eyes were bloodshot.

"Fu Teng, your father is a hero Wusha Village will always remember, his tablet will always be placed in the highest position in the ancestral hall of the village, your uncle has no problem running for the village head, but for the sake of merit, he colluded with Sando Village and promised to dedicate five girls in the village to the warriors of Sando Village, don't you know that every village girl is the most precious wealth, and deliberately put more than ten ghost corpses in, almost causing irreparable losses, according to the village rules, he can only be exiled." Aninu glared at Fuji, he now regretted that he hadn't sentenced Fuji to death, otherwise he wouldn't have been in this situation.

"Hmph, it's as if you Aninu are useless at all, don't talk nonsense, wait for death." Fu Teng snorted coldly.

Moo!

Another deep cry came.

This time it's noticeably closer.

Under the deadwood city wall, hundreds of ghost corpses had gathered at this time, and there were many more ghost corpses pouring in the direction of Wusha Village in the dark.

Three of them had already appeared, and instead of rushing to the dead wood wall like the ghosts, they stood at the edge of the fire, waiting for their chance.

A gray-white image floated out of the darkness, resembling a wolf.

Li Daochong recognized at a glance that this was a ghost ghost, a wolf ghost disciple.

Soon, dozens of wolves and ghosts gathered at the edge of the aperture.

The appearance of this kind of ghost reminded Li Daochong of the difficult years when he had just woken up.

But when I think about it, my situation doesn't seem to be really good, and it's been very difficult.

Even at the moment, he is not optimistic, these ghosts and beasts that appear at present, even if Li Daochong is poisoned and weak, and his aura is weak, there is no threat, but he knows that this ghost thing cannot be the only one in this forgotten mysterious dead land.

Intuition told Li Daochong that there was definitely an existence here that he couldn't deal with in his current state.

But everything here is very strange, it stands to reason that this is the underworld, but more than 3,000 years have passed, and this place has never been disturbed, and it is an independent existence.

The people here not only don't know what the spiritual realm is, but they also don't know what the underworld is.

More than 3,000 years have passed, and the history of the past has been completely swallowed up by time.

People here just think that the world was born this way, that this is all there is to it.

The smell of ghost incense is like a drug to the ghosts of the ghosts, and the slightest smell of them will make them instantly enter a state of crazy hunger.

Within a few minutes, Wusha Village was surrounded by a huge group of ghosts and ghosts.

The three inner and outer three floors, if it weren't for the limited range of firelight mapping, the villagers standing on the dead wood wall would have been paralyzed with fright.

The darkness couldn't resist Li Daochong's sight, and the faint blue light flashed in his eyes, and everything was in full view.

Even the horse-faced people gathered dozens of them in a very short period of time.

Without the appearance of the Minotaur, with such a large group, Wusha Village can be submerged.

The total population of Wusha Village is only 158 people, of which the old, weak, sick and disabled have to be dug up, and the remaining 110 people are in the prime of life.

In the land of the Great Wilderness, it is difficult for the old, weak, sick and disabled to survive, so there are not many elderly people in each village.

The average life expectancy here is not more than 55 years, but the reason for the short life expectancy is not that they are frail, almost 95% of them die unnaturally.

In fact, the fertility of the Great Wilderness Terran is super strong, and an adult female can give birth to one or two babies every year, and the pregnancy cycle is shorter than that of the Spirit Terran, only six months.

But even so, the population of the entire Great Wilderness is still slowly and orderly decreasing.

For Li Daochong, everything here is magical and mysterious.

Aninu quickly placed a red alert, and the entire village entered a state of first-class defense.

The old, weak, sick and disabled all took refuge in the underground passages, and all the young and middle-aged, men and women, took up arms to meet the battle.

The fifteen blaststone projection vehicles in the village are also ready to go, and all the more than 300 blaststone stored in the village have been taken out.

There are about tens of thousands of villages like Wusha Village in the southern wilderness, and they are scattered everywhere, some large and some small.

Wusha Village is a weak medium village, with a population between 150 and 250 being a medium village, and more than 250 being a large village.

Li Daochong has seen a map, which is also the only map in Wusha Village, which marks the area within a radius of 600 kilometers from Wusha Village, and there are more than 100 villages in such a large area.

And the known scope of Wusha Village is so large, beyond this range, it is blank, and nothing is known.

Li Daochong wondered why these villages didn't join forces, so that the safety factor would be greatly increased.

But soon Li Daochong realized that in this barren land, it was almost impossible to unite.

Because the more people gathered together, means the more food is consumed.

There is no second way to get food here other than hunting.

Not only that, but the tribal consciousness of the locals is too stubborn to be shaken.

Although they will also help each other and resist the ghost tide together, it will only be temporary, and once it is over, they will go their own ways again, and they will be wary of each other.

In some cases, there are wars between villages, mainly for limited resources, or when the number of girls in the villages is too small and the population is in danger of declining.

Moo!

When the third deep cry came, the ground trembled slightly.

This moo also pulled Li Daochong's thoughts back, and on the wasteland hundreds of meters away, a huge object was moving towards Wusha Village at a uniform speed.

The villagers naturally couldn't see it, Li Daochong's vision would not be obstructed by the darkness, and the appearance of the minotaur was clearly in sight.

This is almost exactly the same as the bull head he killed on the Red Sun Star in the first place.

Li Daochong touched his chin, a trace of interest flashed in his eyes, the level of the bull's head reached the level of a ghost beast, and the aura of killing and transforming was still considerable.

The group of ghosts and ghosts that were constantly crowding over did not launch an attack on Wusha Village, as if they were waiting for something.

But by this time they seemed increasingly restless, accompanied by a fourth moo.

The horde of ghosts suddenly burst into flames, babbling horrible from their mouths, and rushed towards the dead wood wall, scrambling to climb up.

The ghost group is much more convenient, and a drift will fly up the ten-meter-high deadwood wall to attack the villagers above.

To deal with the ghosts, the warriors of Wusha Village use a silver powder, and once the ghosts are contaminated with the silver powder, the soul body will immediately become unstable and disappear.

The horse-faced people neighed and rushed towards Wusha Village from all directions, they were several meters tall with a random jump, but the ten-meter wall of dead wood was still a little higher for them.

However, the ghost corpses that rushed up in advance became the stepping stones of the horse-faced people, and with the help of the stairs made of ghost corpses, the horse-faced people had the possibility of jumping directly onto the dead wood wall.

Despair appeared on the faces of everyone in Wusha Village.

"Daddy, are we going to die?" Ah Youduo's face was pale and bloodless, and her mind was blank at the moment.

Aninu didn't say a word, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, a horse-faced man jumped up and landed in front of him, he didn't react at all, in the face of such a huge number of ghosts, horse-faced people and ghosts, Aninu's will to fight has been destroyed.

It's like a rabbit meeting a pack of lions, it's not a matter of no chance of winning, it's a matter of simply being crushed into slag and nothing left in the end.

"Village Chief, Danger." A young villager shouted.

"Hahaha, Aninu, I said I was going to watch you die, I wanted you to die in front of me......" Fu Teng's maniacal laughter suddenly came, and everyone almost forgot about him.

Unexpectedly, Fu Teng, who was sitting on the giant torch, was not dead, and at this time, three ghost corpses were lying on him and gnawing, one was gnawing on his thighs, one was gnawing on his shoulders, and one was lying on his stomach, and even his intestines were bitten out in one bite.

However, at this time, Fu Teng was happy, he was going to die, but Aninu would die before him.

The horse-faced man landed less than two meters in front of Aninu, and as long as the white bone stick in his hand was smashed down, Anino's head would be smashed to pieces.

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