The location of the Confederate tribes was established between the four tribes, and of course they did not live in caves, but tents made of various branches, like yurts.

And the leader of the alliance conference is a powerful warrior who came out of the Fengtu tribe back then, and she is also a strong woman, who can stand out from the four major tribes, and obviously has absolute combat power.

According to Feng Zhennu, in this alliance assembly, the only one who can still stick to the ancestral teachings is the chief of this tribe, Feng Li.

The conference proceeded quickly, the process was simple and not cumbersome, two stone tables were placed in the center of the martial field, and the main seat sat Feng Li and the other three elders.

The first link is to worship the ancestors, the four major families have knelt down to worship, worship the four totem statues, according to the previous Feng Zhennu, these four totems were not human beings at the beginning, but holy beasts, after the evolution of the years, the blood in their bones has gradually thinned.

In front of people, Feng Li reverently prostrate on the ground, her mouth couldn't stop thinking, it can be said that Feng Li is a beautiful woman, but the years have passed, making her tired.

"O my revered ancestors, please give your most loyal descendants a little direction! Let us be freed from the sea of suffering, and return to the life of mankind, whose descendants of yours have realized their mistakes, and whose sins are atoned for, when is the time to ...... the shore."

Hearing these prayers, Zhang Yiyang knew that this was useless to the original, it was better to ask for others than to ask for himself, and to ask God just to comfort himself, even if there is really a God, there are thousands of people in the world, and there are so many pious people who are suffering and pious, why would God come to help you?

Of course, this is just his own thoughts, and does not represent others, in fact, even if he says it on such occasions, he will not be welcomed.

The first link is very long, a full two hours, after everyone prays, the second link begins, the Jin ceremony, and this ceremony is naturally the genius treasure among the tribes.

Looking at the treasures who got them on the stage one by one, Zhang Yiyang's eyes kept moving with them.

Feng Zhennu gently tugged the corner of Zhang Yiyang's clothes with her little hand, and then woke up the other party.

After Jin Li is Dabi, Dabi has no ring but draws a circle around the martial arts, the simple rules of the game are not restricted, as long as they are not killed, the poor tribe can recover the other party in a very short time.

On the field, Feng Li looked at the clansmen behind Feng Zhennu and was a little puzzled, in her impression, she had never seen this man, but when she saw the other party's skin color and the sharp corners on her head, her doubts were just fleeting.

Dabi soon began, and the first warrior to take the field was on the side of Longtu against the side of the Poor Qi tribe, and the warriors sent by Longtu from the six were very weak, but very well-trained.

Zhang Yiyang saw that the people of this Longtu tribe were indeed the closest to humans, except that their complexion was quietly a little red, and there was nothing special about it, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "No wonder the people of Fengtu thought of themselves as Longtu at the beginning!"

Dabi soon began, and the boy of Longtu screamed, and an ice sword in his palm was born, and he held it in his hand, and he raised the sword and stabbed it straight at Poor Chilis.

The body of this poor chilis is not ordinarily strong, about two meters tall, it is still the smallest among the six people, not to mention the muscle bumps on his body, and he even wraps a pair of arms with a layer of plant skin, like tree bark, rough and hard.

Scold... With a bang, the sword collided directly with the opponent's arm, but only a few pieces of debris were cut off.

After one move, Poor Chilus raised his arms and smashed hard into the face of the dragon boy, who was petite and more flexible, and dodged a few flashes.

However, Poor Chilux directly straightened his arms, his feet were wrapped in green attributes, and began to spin wildly, and his arms were like a harvester, swinging back and forth.

Everywhere you go, there is a whirring sound.

Seeing that there was no way to hide, the dragon figure boy, with his feet on the ground, a vertical leap, flew into the air, at this time everyone could see, a snow-white dragon shadow spread its wings, spit out dragon breath from its mouth, and sprayed at the poor Qilushi who was spinning wildly on the field.

It can be seen that this dragon's breath has a sluggish effect, and the moment it sprays, the movement of the poor Qilus begins to slow down, and the rotation action also slows down.

Seizing such an opportunity, the dragon boy clenched the ice sword with both hands and stabbed the opponent in the chest from top to bottom.

Poor Chilis, who was sluggish, knew that he could not dodge this attack, and folded his hands behind his back to face the stabbing sword.

Swish... Blood splattered, and a ten-centimeter-long cut was cut on the back of the poor Chiris, but it soon formed a bruise at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Awesome!"

Zhang Yiyang saw that although the confrontation between the two people on the field was short, it exposed the extraordinary strength between the four major tribes, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, any of these people, any one of them on the mainland is a demon among demons.

I saw that on the field, the dragon boy made a profit, quickly stopped his body, and the second move, turned into a dragon with a sword, and went straight to the poor Qilishi.

Angry Poor Chilux had just been injured, his eyes were on fire, and his hands were condensed with power, and a thick tree pole was conjured out of the air by him, and he swung it vigorously at the dragon that was rushing towards him.

"Boom..."The ice dragon shattered, the trunk flew sideways, and the two skills were permeated in the battle circle.

However, the winner was quickly divided, and the strength of the poor Qilishi knocked the dragon boy out of the battle circle and won narrowly with one move.

Looking at the scene, it is obvious that the four major tribes dispatched the elites of the tribes for this battle.