The scorching sun is shining in the sky and the strong sunlight is shining all over the wilderness, it is obviously the sun shining but people can't feel the slightest warmth, inside the cliff, the sunlight is diffused, turning into a waterfall of light, dazzling and dazzling so that people can't see the reality beyond ten zhang, at this time in the cliff is already the most intense moment at the end of the month, it is difficult for the martial artists below the blood refining realm to advance a few steps at all, and they will be eroded by this ubiquitous evil qi The entire body, and the flesh and blood are scattered and turned into white bones.

"Let's go!"

After a while, Xiao Chen didn't hesitate, his palm gently patted the little Pegasus's huge head, signaling it to move forward, but for the little foal who cultivated to the Yang One, it seemed that he instinctively felt repulsion towards the cold in the crack of the mountain cliff, and sneezed a few times in succession, shook the golden head, and suddenly sparks splashed, and a thin layer of golden flames floated on the surface of his body, before he flapped his wings and entered it.

Today, Xiao Chen only found that the gap between this mountain cliff is very long, every time he takes a step forward, he can feel the advantage of becoming more and more sharp, it is hard to believe, after tens of thousands of years of erosion, the evil qi in it has not dissipated, and even in this boundless evil qi, Xiao Chen feels that there is a trace of immortal will mixed in it, but there is no slightest spiritual existence, Xiao Chen understands that this Venerable who broke out of the giant cliff with a single blow is also an existence that has comprehended the will of martial arts, but he doesn't know where to go, but the tribe is important now, and it is not too late to come back to understand it when he has time in the future。

Just when Xiao Chen passed through the gap in the mountain cliff, he was three hundred miles away from the mountain cliff.

There is a wide and hundred-foot river meandering through, and there is a stone village in the upper reaches of the river, which is where the Que Yue clan is located.

The Que Yue clan is a scattered tribe of the human race, which is not as good as those low-grade war tribes in the Luolong territory, and it is the lowest-level human tribe in the Great Wilderness, and it is not even called a tribe, but a human settlement.

Even if you look at the entire Great Wilderness, there are countless Terran War Divisions, but more of them are still scattered tribes, and the nomads gather into a department, as the lowest scattered department, the Que Yue clan can only live in the outermost part of the Luolong Ridge Land, and even the number of people in the entire scattered tribe is not comparable to the inferior war department, and they can't form their own clan protection soldiers, there are very few strong people in the tribe, and the strongest one is just a martial artist of the Great Perfection of the Quenching Bone Realm, and he is just a centurion in the inferior war department.

However, how can the great wilderness land be stable, there is a crisis all the time, and the small people of the Queyue tribe are weak, and they are being hunted.

In a precarious state, in this land where wild beasts are rampant and aliens are raging, there is always the possibility of the destruction of the clan and the death of people.

The stone village belonging to the Que Yue clan is not large, after all, the population of the entire clan is only two thousand, which is already a number that has been maintained for several years, and the cruelty of the great wilderness has limited the development of Que Yue, and the people of the entire Que Yue clan have been maintained around this number for a hundred years.

The wall is built with bluestone that can be seen everywhere in the wilderness, there are ten zhang high, the lines are rough, most of the big village of less than five miles are some old people and women and children, some dried fish are being dried, and there is a small amount of fierce beast meat, at this moment the scorching sun is in the sky, most of the young adults in the tribe have entered the mountains at this time, they need to hunt enough blood and food, in order to maintain the daily consumption of all the tribesmen.

The big river in front of the Dazhai of the Que Yue clan is dozens of zhang wide, called the Bilin River, because there is a very precious fish beast Bilin Fish that survives.

This kind of Bilin fish meat is delicious, the meat contains a trace of heaven and earth vitality, for ordinary warriors can be absorbed into the body, it is to rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the water to draft water, and the Que Yue Scattered Department is close to the water and live in good fishing, many tribes around will come to barter all year round, exchange, which is also an important source for the Que Yue Scattered Department to maintain the livelihood of the tribe.

At this moment, beside the Bilin River, dozens of men from the Que Yue Scattered Division were bare-chested, with black animal skins around their lower bodies, and each of them was holding a stone spear that was polished black and shiny, and at this moment these teenagers were listening to the warriors of the clan explain the fishing skills to them.

"Sons, you all have to look at it, although the ordinary blue linfish is only a fierce beast of the lower grade, it is very cunning, and it is even more powerful in the water out of thin air, they use the river water, the strength is much greater than ours, and the speed is also very fast, if you want to catch this blue linfish, the speed of your spear must be fast, accurate, ruthless, you can't give them the slightest chance, otherwise the blue linfish will be bitten by its sharp teeth when it escapes, and the second half of your life will be missing arms and legs!"

The young man in the clan explained to him was a middle-aged man, burly, with dark skin covered with dense scars, sharp claw scratches, and sword wounds, it was the leader of these dozens of men of the Que Yue clan, his name was Que Yueming, and his other identity was the younger brother of the patriarch of the Que Yuesan tribe.

These dozens of teenagers in front of him are the hope of his Que Yue clan, there are few small people in the Que Yue tribe, and there are not many babies born every year, plus there are many crises in the great wilderness, and there are even fewer babies who can survive, Que Yueming looked at these teenagers with a hint of hope in his eyes.

"Haha, you boys, if any of you can refine your bones and break through to the realm of quenching bones, even if you join any of the low-grade war departments, you can become a powerful soldier and fight the great wilderness for the human race!"

There is no existence of the Guardian Warriors in the Que Yuesan Tribe, the population is too small, and the background is lacking, even if the Great Wilderness Terran is an adult, even if he does not cultivate, he can barely have the strength of a thousand catties, which is enough to match the martial artists in the early stage of the Quenching Bone Realm, but he has lost the possibility of further martial arts, and no tribal Protector Warrior allows him to join it.

There is only one barely counted martial arts book of the upper and lower grades in the entire Que Yue Scattered Division, as for the other martial arts, there are only a few, if you want the tribe to develop and grow, you still have to rely on some Terran war departments, if you are lucky enough to join it to become a soldier, you are allowed to return to the tribe after you are old, and you will pass on what you have learned, and pass it on from generation to generation, and there will eventually be a **** Que Yue tribe that can accumulate enough foundation and become a lower grade war department.

Looking at Que Yueming's solemn appearance, many teenagers showed a determined look, they had already appreciated the conviction of survival in the Great Wilderness, for the entire Que Yueming Division, these dozens of teenagers were the hope of the tribe's future inheritance and reproduction.

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