After Ye Xi sent an invitation to the Molten Fire Tribe, the warriors sent out by Xicheng also arrived at the tribes one after another, passing the invitation message to their ears.

A semi-desert area thousands of miles away from Xicheng.

Sparsely planted, full of tall wind-eroded rock pillars and eroded mushrooms, and twisted trees, it should have looked desolate, but now it is furious and terrifying.

Because at this time the land was covered with sandstorms and thunderstorms, and the gravel mixed with thunder swept into a storm, constantly bombarding the rock pillars and bombarding the trees, as if to destroy the entire semi-desert area.

"Bang bang bang!!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The earth is trembling.

Suddenly, a group of burly warriors riding hideous beasts and shining like gods and demons rushed out of the thunderous storm.

After rushing out of the storm, they did not slow down, but drove the mighty thunder beasts towards the tribe like a rushing flood.

Soon, they returned to the vicinity of the tribe.

It was a massive, semicircular mountain of weathered rock.

After the continuous impact and polishing of the sandstorm, these weathered rock mountains look quite smooth, like artificially built fortresses, and like countless large blue-black steel bowls with upside-down buckles.

The entire Thunder Tribe covers millions of hectares, so although it is quite populated, it looks sparsely populated, and there are few pedestrians to be seen on the road.

When the team came to the tribe's vicinity, they scattered like a stream of water, each driving their mounts towards their dwellings.

Thunder Rock pulled down the black beast skin that covered his face, and let his Thunder Beast slow down.

Tingyan's childish face has now become angular, but the upper half of his face is full of sand and dust stains, even his hair and clothes are dusty, and the whole figure has just been fished out of the dust.

Tingyan patted his animal skin coat.

The Thunder Beast dragged its heavy prey through the weathered rock mountains, carrying a trail of blood all the way to the vicinity of the tallest fortress mountains in the very center.

"Huh?"

Thunder Rock looked strangely at the clearing ahead.

The people of their tribe like to stay in the mountains, why are so many people gathered together excitedly today, what is going on?

Tingyan jumped off the back of the Thunder Beast, squeezed through the crowd with brute force, and squeezed into the front rows, and then couldn't squeeze any further.

Because there are seventh-level, eighth-level, or even ninth-level warriors in front of him, either the captain of the hunting team or the chief deputy chief, he is a small sixth-level warrior who can't squeeze and doesn't dare to squeeze.

So Tingyan had no choice but to bend down and look inside through the gap.

The crowd was crowded and dangling, and Tingyan couldn't see anything clearly, and could only hear the excited chattering of the people next to him.

"What ...... sent from Xicheng"

"Trading Area ......"

"It's a good thing, it's even ...... than the Nine Workers Tribe"

Tingyan straightened up and pulled over a soldier next to him: "What's in here?"

Before the warrior could speak, Tingyan's eyes suddenly straightened, as he saw the chief holding up a large sky-blue clay pot.

That blue reminded him of the light pale sky after washing, the blue was gentle, so light that it seemed to be covered with a veil of mist, natural and soft, and the heart of a tough guy who was blistered in blood also softened.

"How is this clay pot ......?"

Thunder Rock muttered.

The soldier next to him hurriedly said, "Look clearly, this is not a clay pot!"

Tingyan also felt that it was not like a clay pot, because no clay pot would be so delicate and smooth, smooth as a calm lake, and he dared to say that the most delicate woman's skin was not as smooth as it.

Even their five big and three thick chiefs were carefully held, for fear that their big hands would cinch this extremely delicate thing.

"It's not a clay pot, what is it, it can't be made of stone, right?"

"The Xicheng people who sent it say that this is porcelain! It is more valuable than pottery!"

"Xicheng people?"

"I don't know where they came from, in short, it's not a small tribe, you look at the things they sent, the nine products are not so good, and there are other good things besides porcelain jars!"

The warrior finished speaking, and his eyes looked ahead obsessively.

I saw the deputy chief holding up a golden fierce bird sculpture again, and the deputy captain of the senior hunting team picked up a delicate bronze wine jug. As soon as the cork is uncorked, a rich, intoxicating, special aroma overflows.

The vice-captain wanted to take a sip, and the chief snatched it.

In the eyes of the deputy chief, who dared not speak, Chief Lei took two sips of ice sake in a row, and then squinted his eyes pleasantly.

Ignoring the countless resentful eyes around him, Chief Lei said with an unchanged face: "What is the Xicheng Trading Area, I plan to send a group of people over to take a look, didn't it say that there is still a lot of wine there, buy more and come back!

The vice-captain swallowed his saliva and immediately said, "I'm willing to go!"

"I do, too!"

A group of eighth-level and seventh-level warriors said one after another.

A circle of warriors below level six outside also wanted to go, but they didn't dare to interject, so they had to keep their eyes open and express their desire with the big eyes of the water spirit.

"I still want to go!, but who will guard the tribe?!"

Chief Lei shouted like thunder, and said with a straight face: "Only two fighters above the seventh level are allowed, and only ten sixth-level warriors are allowed to go, and the rest are all you can do by yourself! But not more than five hundred, you know?!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Chief Ray glanced majestically, picked up the pale blue porcelain jar, brass ferocious birds, and bronze flask, and left the place with a straight face.

Thunder Rock stared at the back of Chief Thunder leaving with wide eyes, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"I actually snatched everything away......"

Before he could finish muttering, he noticed that all the warriors next to him jumped up like rabbits, and craned their necks to look inside.

"What are you doing?"

"There's a lot of good stuff in there, the chief isn't there, I'll take a look!"

Tingyan hurriedly jumped up, and saw that there were still a lot of good things on the rock platform, including snow-white silk clothes that were so light that they could float, colorful and shiny long skirts, and many different kinds of porcelain, brass, and bronze, which were dazzling.

However, after a few glances, the deputy chiefs, elders, and captains of the hunting team in front of them actually began to divide up things!

You hold a few things, I hold a few things, and all at once the things on the rock platform are all gone!

In the end, Tingyan didn't even touch it, so he could only watch as the top brass of the tribe divided up the things, and then stayed where he was without tears.

"Isn't there ten places for sixth-level warriors, no, you must get one!"

"I don't lack beast cores, so I'll buy a few more porcelain jars when the time comes. And I don't know what this newly popped Xicheng looks like, it's worth seeing!"

Thunder Rock said to himself secretly.

It wasn't just him, but several rank six warriors next to him all thought so.

"Quack, gala!"

The sound of fists being clenched.

Several sixth-level warriors clenched their fists and looked at each other in unison, smiling fiercely. It was decided that the ownership of the 10 places would be decided with a fist, as is customary.