PS: A more presented, the most important moment of the closure push, the pig is crazy for all kinds of tickets, praise and praise!!

The demise of the mighty 'Pumanla' stemmed from Zhang Lisheng's trickery, and it was only the beginning.

The big witches who held the so-called "Distribution Map of the 'Sea Shrimp B1 Island' Native Tribes" made up by the young man took their disciples and fought all night according to Zhang Lisheng's idea like chess pieces.

The guardian spirits of the indigenous tribes in the mountains and forests near 'Tudnan' were hunted down one by one, and the fighting spirit of most of the warriors of these tribes was also wiped out by brutal means.

Such a tribe was unable to resist the attack of the Tudnans that followed after the catastrophe, and naturally turned into ripe sweet fruits, which were carefully picked by Zhang Lisheng one by one.

Time passed slowly in the mountains and forests of this wailing 'otherworldly realm' island, when the sun finally tore through the dark twilight, although the dense forest was still gloomy, but the tall Xu Longguo seemed to have a premonition that the sky had broken, his face was gloomy, and he said with a tired expression: "The sky is about to brighten."

We've already gotten forty-five 'Golden Pills' this night, so it's time to stop, and with these, we can give an explanation to the 'old gods'. ”

"You have an explanation for the door of death and the door of sacrifice, but what about our door of life?" Hearing his words, the obese old man surnamed Zhu, who was lucky enough to escape death, changed his usual kind attitude of 'laughing before speaking', and answered himself in a low voice: "Forty-five 'Golden Pills' are indeed a lot, but compared to cultivating a great witch who is thorough in secret arts, two elite disciples. All it takes to put in the effort..."

"Brother Zhu, how many times have we explained, no one has ever seen the 'Jindan' self-explosion technique, it is really impossible to prevent it," driving a swarthy thousand-legged giant centipede seven or eight meters long and more than half a person tall carrying all the witches, Ouyang Boxiong only felt anxious and said: "Aren't you also unguarded, if you had known the Dao..."

"We are defenseless because we are reassured;

It's because I think that you die and sacrifice two sects and four great witches, and the eight elite disciples can definitely block the attack of more than a dozen little monsters, but I didn't expect you to let those monsters run into the 'circle of death and life' and blow up the golden pill. The old man surnamed Zhu interrupted Ouyang Boxiong's words with a roar. He was speechless for a moment.

There was a moment of silence. Ouyang Boxiong gritted his teeth and said: "Forget it, forget it, the matter has come to this, everything will be decided by the 'old gods' after we return to the mountain gate..."

"But that Zhang Lisheng was also blown up by the self-detonating 'Jin Dan' and disappeared. Our outlying islands have become a problem. What else do you mention back to the mountain gate? ”

"What's the problem with the outlying islands? You haven't heard that Zhang Lisheng say that the civil aviation ferry on this 'Shrimp Island' can be boarded with a ticket.

We can deal with a few simple foreign words, and then catch the first boat while there are fewer people. 'Humm, ha, ha, ha' coped with it, and everything was fine when he got on the boat.

When we get to New York, things will be easier to do, let's take a taxi and go straight to the Chinese consulate, I don't believe that we can find them, because there is no evidence because a few translators died, the government can still get us out.

We are all official state officials. Yang Tianyun, who had already regained his human form and was also riding on the back of a huge centipede, put on the frame of a Chinese civil servant, and said nonchalantly.

"If only it were as simple as you say.

Hey, but when things come to this point, they can only take one step at a time, this is really 'eighty old lady and strained child', what is the matter..."

Things didn't go well, and the great witches no longer had the demeanor of a master, so they discussed it for a while, and finally made up their minds to quickly withdraw to the human 'gathering place' on the island.

Soon after they left, Zhang Lisheng finally captured the fifth tribe in the mountains and forests, completed a whole night of conquest, personally led a thousand Tudenan warriors, drove 20,000 humiliated defeated natives and dwarfs carrying the tribe's inverted Tuteng Zhu, and returned to the tribal clearing by the Jinhe cave.

By this time, all the Tudnans who had become fishermen had already picked up their spears again, and forced the prisoners of war, who had undergone a one-night conversion ritual but were still about the same as the tribe's population, to bow down to the Totem Pole of the Tudnan tribe and offer their devout faith.

In front of the totem pole, a shockingly large, blood-soaked pit was filled with hundreds of dead bodies and several collapsed stone pillars.

There were still hundreds of headless corpses lying on the ground at the edge of the pit, but the blood in the cavity had already flowed into the pit and turned into a part of the pool of blood.

As the conversion ceremony was taking place, the living faith of the tribe was suddenly seen approaching with thousands of captives, and all the old Tudnans were prostrate on the ground and whispered prayers like weeds in the wind.

Under their influence, the Tudinans who had just converted also fell to their knees one after another a beat slower.

In the murmuring of prayers with a strange rhythm, the clan leader greeted Zhang Lisheng, kissed his instep reverently, and said in an excited and hoarse voice, "Seventy, seventy thousand, great conqueror, the clansmen of 'Tudnan' have exceeded seventy thousand.

If all these prisoners of war are successfully converted, I am afraid, I am afraid that the tribal population will have a chance to reach 150,000, 150,000..."

150,000, this number is only the number of three or two county towns in the eyes of Zhang Lisheng, who was born in Sichuanxi Province, a most populous province in China, but in the eyes of Tugla, it is already an unimaginable number.

"150,000 people is about five times the number of the original 'Tudenan' tribe," Zhang Lisheng looked down at the Turentou who seemed to be a little out of breath at his feet, and said calmly: "Hurry up and complete the transformation and then resume the normal 'fishing and hunting' of the tribe, otherwise the Tudenan people will have a famine." ”

His voice seemed to have some kind of calming contagion, which calmed Tugla's agitated mood, "Obey the great expedition." He stood up and walked towards the endless crowd not far away.

Eventually, when the sun rose to the center of the sky, the number of the Tudnans was fixed at 151,670, and the tribal totem poles, although only three or five meters in height, had become several times larger.

But it is a pity that the tribe did not evolve into the 'Iron Knife' tribe, and Zhang Lisheng did not further gain the reputation of 'conqueror'.

After the transformation ceremony was completed, in the huge bark house where 'Tudenan' was enshrined in the annals of history, Tughra knelt on the ground and described the strength of the tribe to Zhang Lisheng at this time, "Great conqueror, within a radius of at least 100,000 steps around, we are already the most powerful tribe, and no one dares to challenge the majesty of 'Tudnan', this is all you..."

"Okay Tugla, now is not the time to be complacent, has the tribe's 'fishing and hunting' resumed?" Zhang Lisheng choked Tugla's praise and asked.

"Restored as you commanded, Raider.

Having annexed the hunting grounds of the surrounding extinct tribes, we have plenty of food to eat, so rest assured. ”

"That's good," Zhang Lisheng nodded, "But after the situation stabilizes, all the adult men in the tribe will still have to divide their professions according to the ratio of five fishermen and two warriors."

From then on, the only people who fell into battle in the southern part of Tude were elite samurai with 'partners'. ”

"Yes, Attacker, I think it will take about a hundred times for the sun to set and rise more than a hundred times to complete, and by then the 'Giant Spider' should also be raised. ”

"Very well, Tugla, now you go and get Naroru, Menlug, Shang Cuo... Come, and I will see them. ”

The dozen or so people named by Zhang Lisheng were all the oldest, wiser, and braver warrior leaders with two feathers on their heads in their heads.

Tugla was stunned for a moment, and then he realized why the expedition had called them to come.

The number of elite warriors with 'partners' will also be expanded to about 19,000 according to the normal ratio of the Tud's southern tribe, which has expanded to 150,000.

In addition to the 4,000 warriors who have already been divided into himself and the three samurai leaders, the remaining 15,000 new elite warriors will probably be led by these fifteen 'lucky ones'.

And the next development of things is indeed as Tude Nantou expected, and when he puts Rolu, Menlug, Shang Cuo... After calling to the bark house, Zhang Lisheng gave a few words of encouragement, ordered someone to bring a bunch of brightly colored feathers, then stood up, and personally inserted the feathers on the heads of the samurai leaders, "I will hand over the elite warriors of the clan expansion to you."

When you perform martial arts and military exercises, you should select the samurai leaders and warriors under your command in the order in which I rewarded the third feather, and after they are arranged in a line, they cannot be changed, do you hear?"

"Great attacker, your command is the order we will follow for the rest of our lives!" said the samurai leaders with three feathers on their heads prostrate on the ground, full of gratitude in unison.

Seeing their devout kneeling, Zhang Lisheng nodded with satisfaction, "Stand up and do what you have to do." He walked briskly out of the bark house.

The spring breeze was warm, and under the warm breeze, the young man who felt that he had finally completed the successful expansion of the tribe by 'borrowing strength' breathed a sigh of relief, and felt as if a thousand catties of burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

In fact, it was not easy for him, following behind the six great witches who were played with by him, calculating the time and route to 'pick the fruit', which was not much different from the feeling of strolling through a tightrope hanging on a volcano.

One wrong step, one wrong step, can lead to unforeseen disaster.

However, after success, he relaxed and looked around at the tribes that had become very different, and the feeling of the foundation rising in his heart was deeply rooted in the ground, but Zhang Lisheng felt that everything was worth it.

"It's a pity that those sorcerers were too hated by the natives last night, and they shared most of the negative emotions, otherwise maybe they would be able to complete more than half of the Qiwu cultivation progress this time," he muttered to himself in a little regretful contemplation, "Now I don't know if they got on the boat or not, for the sake of safety, or wait for the night to sneak into the 'gathering place'...", but suddenly interrupted by the abnormal movement of the witch worm on his body. (To be continued.) )