"Phew-"

The giant blackthorn red pterosaur swooped down from the sky, stood next to the corpse of the diplodocus that had been smashed into pulp, and ate leisurely with its head down.

When it crouched on the ground, it was as tall as a building, and it was terrifyingly massive.

Countless small pterosaurs flew down from the sky, and they didn't dare to grab the food of the blackthorn red pterosaur, but just scattered and ate the flesh and blood that was splashing around them.

The Diplodocus and Stegosaurus were afraid of the Blackthorn Red Pterodactyl, and their steps were flustered, screaming repeatedly, desperately trying to get out of here.

"Kill that ferocious fowl!!"

The Peel tribesmen looked up at the red-winged dragon, their eyes split, lost their minds, and jumped off the back of the diplodocus, roaring and rushing towards it.

However, how could the Peel Tribe warriors be the opponent of the Blackthorn Red Pterodactyl, this behemoth would not resist like the herbivorous dinosaurs, its wings were lifted violently, and the Peel Tribal warriors were lifted off like flying insects and were shot to death.

"Don't go!' all back!!"

The chief of the Peel tribe roared.

But the warriors of the Peel tribe were already crazy because of Wu's death, and they still rushed forward one after another.

Looking at the warriors who had suffered heavy casualties, the chieftain of the Peel tribe was so anxious that he jumped off the back of the diplodocus and asked for help from other tribes.

The surrounding area is full of tall Diplodocus trampled in fright, and in the flying dust, it will be trampled into meat sauce if you are not careful. The chieftain of the Peel tribe dodged in embarrassment, tilting his head to ask for help from the chiefs of the other tribes sitting on the back of the diplodocus.

"Brothers of all tribes, you also take action, let's kill this evil beast together!

When the chief of the Peel tribe saw the reckless chief sitting on the back of the nearby Diplodocus, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly rushed through the feet of the diplodocus, raising his head and shouting at him.

"Chief Reckless!!Chief Reckless!"

The Manggu chieftain, who was sitting high on the back of the diplodocus, turned his head as if he hadn't heard it.

The chief of the Peel tribe felt a chill in his heart, gave up the reckless chieftain, and walked through the footsteps of the diplodocus, and when he saw the chief of Kurosawa, he immediately shouted:

"Kurosawa's brother, Chief Kurosawa, can you help us?!"

Chief Kurosawa said helplessly: "Forget it, don't kill it, it didn't continue to attack us anyway, let's leave quickly!"

The chief of the Peel Tribe found the Tree Man Clan again, and asked for help from the Tree Man Clan's Great Witch: "Great Witch, Great Witch please!"

The snow-white Treant Great Witch glanced at him and shook his head at him.

"There is still a companion in the heavens, and we must leave as soon as possible, without any further delay. ”

The chieftain of the Peeling Tribe was helpless, and found the Barbarian Tooth Chief again: "Barbarian Chief, you also died so many warriors just now, let's kill it together to take revenge!"

However, the Manfang chieftain also refused.

......

No one wants to make a move.

This time the situation was different from before, the blackthorn red-winged dragon did not attack all of them, and they did not need to unite for self-preservation.

Moreover, this pterosaur is too powerful, and there are companions here, and if you want to slaughter it, there will definitely be casualties. There is nothing good to kill it, so why spend so much money to kill it?

Just to help the witches of the tribe take revenge?

Forget it.

It's not a witch of their tribe.

The chief of the Peel tribe had no way to ask for help, his eyes were red, he stared up at the behemoth, gritted his teeth and grasped the source stone in the animal skin bag.

Yi Kuang sensed his intentions and hurriedly pounced on him and persuaded him, "Chief, Lord Xiwu told us not to absorb the source stones!"

The chief of the Peel tribe gritted his teeth, the green tendons on his neck bulged like earthworms, and the light of water flashed in his blood-red eyes: "It killed the witch of our Peel tribe! The witch of our Peel tribe is gone! It also killed so many of our warriors!"

Yi Kuang thought of the witch who was crushed into flesh, his heart trembled, and he put down his hand.

In the chaos, the tribal chief took out the source stone and began to close his eyes and absorb it.

He was a fourth-level warrior, and if he became a fifth-level warrior, plus the other warriors of the tribe would help him, he might be able to hurt this blackthorn red-winged dragon.

The dinosaurs carried the people of other tribes and gradually left.

In the clearing, only the people of the Peeling Tribe and the pterosaurs who bowed their heads to eat were left.

Ze of the Tree People Clan looked back at them, and said to the Great Witch of the Tree People Clan with a surprised look in his eyes: "The chiefs of the Peel Tribes have taken out the source stones, and that fierce bird didn't even come to rob them?"

The Great Witch of the Treant Clan looked indifferent, but a pair of eyes stared at the Peel Tribe Chief for a moment.

Red spots had already appeared on the skin of the tribal chieftain, just like Ye Xi before.

The Great Witch of the Treant Clan said slowly: "Based on the previous situation, we can speculate that maybe those beasts that have devoured the source stone, or who have benefited from the source stone, will be more sensitive to the source stone, and this giant bird is not a fierce beast, and obviously has not touched the source stone, so the reaction is ...... Huh?"

His eyes suddenly froze.

I saw that at this time, the chief of the Peeling Tribe, who was covered in red spots, fell to the ground with a bang.

He held the source stone tightly with one hand, but the other hand grabbed his chest, and his expression was extremely painful. Gradually, his body curled up into a shrimp shape, and he actually began to spasm violently, and white foam appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"Chief, Chief!!"

The people of the Peel tribesmen were shocked, and threw themselves beside their chieftain and shouted in horror.

Someone took out the healing herb and tried to put it in his mouth, but he couldn't put it in at all.

The Peel Tribal warriors, who originally wanted to continue attacking the Blackthorn Red Pterodactyl, discovered the abnormality here, and quickly pounced, shouting anxiously.

Seeing this, the chief of the Ye tribe immediately jumped down from the diplodocus with his own witch on his back and ran towards them.

The Ye tribe witch is a doctor witch, and the people of the Peel tribe were ecstatic to see him coming, and hurriedly gave him a place.

The chief of the Peel tribe looked at Ye Wu with wide eyes, and wanted to say something but couldn't say it, and with a foul smell, a puddle of filth appeared under his body - it was actually incontinence.

The Ye tribe witch hurriedly grabbed his wrist and used his magic power to heal him.

However, the chief of the Peel tribe was still convulsing violently, his body becoming more and more stiff, and finally his eyes were wide open and he lost his breath.

The jade source stone bone in his hand rolled out in a hurry.

The people of the Peel tribe looked dazed, and after being stunned for a while, they still begged the Ye tribe witch more than once.

"Lord Witch, please save our chief!"

"Master Witch!"

The Ye tribe witch put down the stiff wrist of the tribal chieftain and said apologetically: "It's useless, he's dead." ”

The Peel tribesman couldn't accept this fact, and said frantically: "How can this be, how can this be, why does the absorption of the source stone actually die? Isn't it only red spots?"

"Impossible, why?!"

The Ye tribe witch looked at the hideous corpse of the tribal chieftain, and sighed regretfully: "Xi Wu has already told us not to absorb the source stone, why do you want to try?"

Yi Kuang grabbed his hair in pain: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault that I didn't stop him!"

The young and old of the Peel tribe knelt on the corpse of their chief and wept loudly.

The cry was terrible and unpleasant.

How can they accept the loss of witch and the loss of the chief in one day?