In the blink of an eye, three days had passed, and in order to prevent the beast tide from coming back again, at the invitation of the head of the Wuya tribe, Xiao Chen stayed in the Wuya tribe for a few more days.

In addition, although Xiao Chen's injuries had recovered more than eighty percent under the effect of the pill, it was still inconvenient to travel for a long time, so at the request of Wu Yaxiong, he stayed by pushing the boat.

Crunch!

With the sound of wooden doors squeezing, two wooden doors were slowly opened in a small courtyard not far from the patriarch's mansion of the Wuzaiya tribe.

Xiao Chen, who was still dressed in cyan battle armor, walked out of the stone house, a gust of cold wind hit, the sky looked a little gloomy, and he took a deep breath of cold air.

"The wind is blowing".

After three days of cultivation, Xiao Chen's injuries can be said to have recovered ninety percent of them, not only that, these days, Xiao Chen has experienced two life-and-death battles, and he has not had time to appreciate the experience of these battles, and these few days of cultivation just allowed him to reflect on his own shortcomings.

Martial arts, need to constantly polish themselves, develop the human body secrets, and the best training is life and death fighting, only after experiencing the battle of life and death, fighting with the great wilderness, fighting with bloodthirsty beasts, and fighting with the endless heaven and earth, in order to better develop the body secrets and stimulate their own potential.

There is a great terror between life and death, how can you survive if you are not crazy, the transformation between life and death, in order to make your potential bloom again, in order to better discover the secrets of the human body, there are even great wilderness human races, willing to be ascetics, every day will put themselves in danger, or go deep into the world and dangerous places, or kill into the alien community, the seeker, only a war.

Now Xiao Chen, after two life-and-death battles, originally because of his own seedling upgrade, the jerky feeling of battle qi in the meridians has disappeared, and has been replaced by a mellow and freewheeling feeling.

Without any luggage, Xiao Chen walked out of the small courtyard and walked towards the mansion of the patriarch of the Wuya tribe, this trip he wanted to say goodbye to Wuyaxiong.

As for Master Hu Guyue, on the second day after Xiao Chen got the Blood Marrow Fruit, he couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart and rushed back to the Guyuan tribe in advance, after all, it was a long-cherished wish for many years, and once he finally saw the dawn, he would be excited to put it on anyone, as for the dispensing of medicine, joking that as an alchemy master, I believe that this aspect is a hundred times stronger than Xiao Chen, a half-hung Dan master.

In addition, there were two evil spirit clansmen who did not know the depth of strength in the boulder valley, and the safety of the Gu Yuan tribe also made Xiao Chen worried, so Master Hu Guyue rushed back to Gu Yuan in advance, which also made him hang his heart and let go, as for Xiao Chen, he planned to go to the Duanmu tribe.

Only when you really walk on the streets of the Wuya tribe can you feel the tragedy of this beast tide, which is so shocking.

The originally lively and crowded tribe has now become depressed, it can't be said that ten rooms and nine are empty, but it can also be regarded as ten rooms and five empty, and the entire Wuya tribe has become empty.

Although a few days have passed since the beast tide, the slightest trace of undried blood can still be faintly seen on the ground, which is the blood of the human martyrs.

Looking up, the city wall built according to the situation in the distance collapsed and broke into several sections, the people of the Wuya tribe are hurrying to repair, the stone houses in the city collapsed to the ground in pieces, looking at the ruins of the wall, and even faintly you can hear the Wuya people crying in a low voice, desolate and moving.

"Alas"

Although this is not his own clan, but as a comrade of the same clan and the same lineage, Xiao Chen still felt extremely depressed in his heart, and a sad emotion suddenly surged into his heart, sighed deeply, and calmed down this sadness.

This tragic scene of the Wuya tribe once again strengthened Xiao Chen's determination to become stronger, he didn't want himself or even the Gu Yuan tribe to return to that kind of precarious and fearful days again.

As the head of a clan, this not only represents the power of the strategy of seizing life and death, but also represents a heavy responsibility, shouldering the rise and fall of the tribe, this responsibility is heavier than Mount Tai, how can it be child's play!

Only those who take precautions can prevent troubles before they happen! Only those who are prepared for danger in times of peace can seek peace for all eternity!

After a long time, a young figure single-handedly rushed out of the Wuya tribe, and after galloping for several miles, the young man grabbed the reins of the horse and pulled the war horse, changed the direction slightly, slapped the horse's back again, galloped away, and disappeared into the horizon in a blink of an eye.

This is Xiao Chen, who rushed to the Duanmu tribe, after refusing the gracious retention of the Wuya Xiong patriarch, he rode the war horse given by the Wuya tribe and left the Wuya tribe land.

This time he went to the Duanmu tribe, Xiao Chen had several purposes, one was to buy some materials to improve the heritage of the Gu Yuan tribe, this time the beast tide of the Wuya tribe made Xiao Chen feel a lot, so he couldn't wait to improve the strength of the Gu Yuan tribe.

Second, as the trade center of the Boulder Valley, the flow of people is strong and well-informed, and he has not found any trace of the old patriarch in the land of bloodfall, whether he is a son of man or the head of a clan, he needs to inquire about the news of the old patriarch again, and give himself an explanation to the ancient Yuan tribe.

The Duanmu tribe is actually not an independent tribe, this tribe is a resource distribution place jointly formed by nearly 100 tribes of all sizes in the Boulder Valley in order to carry out trade communication, and over time it has become the largest trade place in the Boulder Valley.

Due to the innate advantages, this Duanmu tribe has become a mixed group since its establishment, and all kinds of forces are intertwined, plus all kinds of rangers like to come here to sell stolen goods, making this Duanmu tribe extremely prosperous in the black market, and even various forces outside the boulder valley have extended their tentacles here, as long as they can pay enough price, even the pill exercises can be obtained.

After two days without stopping, Xiao Chen crossed nearly three thousand miles of wild land, and the deeper he went into the barren land, the more he could feel the danger of the great desolate land.

Along the way, Xiao Chen not only saw the majesty and strangeness of the Great Wilderness, but also was attacked by several fierce beasts, and was in danger almost every moment.

Of course, he also encountered countless Terran warriors fighting in the Great Wilderness, and once again witnessed the difficulties of the survival of the Terran people.

From ancient times to the present, it can be said that every inch of land in the Great Wilderness has been watered by the blood of the human race, and peace and tranquility are always unrealistic illusions for the Great Wilderness human race, and stability and prosperity are watered with the blood of countless warriors!

"It seems that after crossing this mountain range, you should reach the Duanmu tribe" At this moment, Xiao Chen was lying in front of a huge mountain range, recalling the route he had memorized in his mind, he knew that the destination was about to arrive.

After more than half a day, Xiao Chen finally rode through this endless mountain range on a single horse, and came to a plain land, and from a distance, a majestic and unusually huge city was located in the middle of this plain.

The whole giant city is dark red, dozens of feet high, although the distance is very far, but the mottled city wall on the knife and axe marks are still clearly visible, imprinted with the traces of time.

This majestic city is Duanmu City, a giant city of the Terrans that has been besieged and burned down several times since its establishment, but it has not disappeared.