The Wind Tribe and the Banyan Tribe are separated by a mountain.

Previously, the Banyan Tribe's range of activity was small, and it happened to be outside the coverage of the Tempest Tribe, so there was no contact.

But as the Banyan tribe expanded, as the Tempest tribe expanded further outward, expanding its influence.

There has been a collision between the two.

Each already knows the other's existence.

A few days ago.

The warriors of the Tempest Tribe came and ordered the Banyan Tribe to select a hundred people with strong blood and blood to send to the Tempest Tribe to sacrifice magic weapons.

Chen Zhuang directly beheaded the Tempest Warrior.

Officially declare war!

......

Blessed by the gods.

The warriors of the Banyan Tribe set off and marched towards the Tempest Tribe!

The Tempest Tribe can only be regarded as the lowest existence among the Demon Tribes.

The fragments of the enshrined magic weapons are small, and they cannot give birth to powerful magic practitioners.

According to the information obtained by the Banyan Tribe-

The Tempest Tribe has only a dozen or so generals with abilities, and the strongest of them is a high-level general.

Below them are two hundred blood warriors.

The Tempest Tribe controls more than a dozen surrounding tribes.

Each tribe selects its members to be sent to the Tempest Tribe every year to sacrifice magic weapons.

The Tempest Tribe is powerful, and the surrounding small tribes dare not struggle to survive. If you resist, you can sweep through the tribe as long as more than a dozen ability generals arrive.

These small tribes, like the former Banyan tribe.

There are only dozens of tribes, and there are few warriors, how can they resist?

They had to work hard to give birth to ensure that the population could continue to grow after the annual sacrifice of the clansmen. In this way, after decades, there may be a glimmer of opportunity for resistance.

But most of the tribes were gradually eaten away and disappeared into the land of the White Feather Realm!

Today.

It was the annual sacrifice day of the Tempest Tribe.

Chen Zhuang wants to strengthen the Banyan Tree Tribe, and sooner or later he will have to compete with the Tempest Tribe.

Simply.

War!

......

Bypassing the mountains, there is a tribe more than 100 miles away from the Banyan Tree Tribe.

In the tribe, there is a mixture of stone buildings and wooden buildings, among which there are more than a dozen slightly imposing mansions, located in the center of the tribe.

Among the tribes, there are big men who drink wine, eat meat in large bowls, and shout loudly.

There are women who come and go, disheveled, for the pleasure of the big men.

Further outer, another hundred and ten people fought with each other, and their blood was boiling.

......

It's a barbaric tribe.

It is full of fornication, violence, chaos and disorder.

It's the Tempest Tribe.

In the name of 'Tempest', it is because at the very core of the Tempest Tribe, there is a fragment of a magic artifact.

It was the blade of a broadsword, somehow shattered, and was taken by the Tempest tribe as an offering.

Because of its ability to control the wind, it is called the magic weapon 'Tempest'.

This is how the Tempest Tribe got its name.

Tribal Central.

In the center of more than a dozen magnificent mansions, the 'wind' floats at low altitude.

From a distance, the 'Tempest' was just a shard of steel, dark and shiny, and it was hard to see.

Take a closer look.

Only then can I realize that 'Tempest' is the blade of a large knife. Even the blade is incomplete, only the side of the blade.

But it's such a broken 'wind' that can't be seen in its original form, and it has incredible abilities.

It is capable of devouring the blood and soul of humans, creating a strange force field that gives people the power of the wind.

The sixteen generals of the Tempest Tribe are all magic generals. Able to control the wind, his combat effectiveness far exceeds that of ordinary generals.

Stormy Ao Ying's eyes were deep, and his horse steps were deep, standing under the 'wind', allowing the four wild winds to whist from his side, blowing his long hair into chaos.

Its eye sockets are sunken, the tip of its nose is like that of an eagle, and its body is full of qi and blood, making a thunderous sound.

Apparently.

In addition to possessing the ability of magic weapons, the Tempest Ao Ying has never fallen behind in qi and blood cultivation, and has extremely high attainments.

Far more than Chen Zhuang.

He was none other than the leader of the Tempest Tribe.

Enshrine magic weapons, with Tempest as the surname. The original surname has long since dissipated with the wind.

Beside Tempest Ao Ying, fifteen magic weapon warriors also walked on horseback, feeling the power of 'Tempest'.

"Hungry!"

"Give me food!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

......

The 'Tempest' magic weapon kept emitting thoughts, like a magic sound filling the ears.

Tempest Ao Ying looked at 'Tempest' and said respectfully, "Tempest-sama, food is being delivered, and there will be delicious blood and wonderful souls for adults to enjoy later!"

In the eyes of Tempest Ao Ying, there was extreme fanaticism.

It seems that the 'Tempest' in front of him is not a fragment of a magic weapon, but a supreme existence.

On his face was mad faith.

A faith that is far more insane than a fanatical believer!

'Tempest' was appeased, still exuding 'hunger', but it no longer destroyed Tempest Ao Ying and the others.

Time passes slowly.

The surrounding tribes sent people one by one.

The people who were sent here struggled, roared, and roared;

Some are frightened, hesitant, and confused;

Some are desperate, helpless, like the walking dead......

The people in charge of the escort all had fear, servility and submission on their faces.

Only dare not show half of the indignation, half of the dissatisfaction!

One by one, the 'sacrifices' were tied up by the Tempest warriors and tossed aside, waiting for the sacrifice to begin.

There were also warriors and tribesmen captured alive by the Tempest tribe in all directions, and they were all grouped together.

There were dozens of them.

"Please enjoy it!"

The Tempest tribesmen shouted in unison.

The sacrifice begins.

Dozens of people struggled in terror, and were finally swallowed by the 'wind' and turned into bloody people.

Where the 'wind' was, the wind blades danced wildly, chopping dozens of people alive one by one, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

Blood mixed with flesh and bones was swallowed up by the 'wind'.

It's miserable!

However.

"It's not enough!"

"Hungry!"

"I want food!"

......

The thought of 'Tempest' swept like a hurricane, enveloping the Tempest Tribe.

"Banyan Tribe!"

Dressed in a beast skin robe and armed with a mountain chopping knife, Tempest Ao Ying looked at the other side of the mountain.

"Tempest Tribe, I don't know whether to live or die!"

"How dare you kill the Tempestbringer!"

"What do you say?"

The Tempest Ao Eagle sword was raised high, looking at the two hundred warriors in front of him.

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

......

The Tempest Warrior's eyes were red, and he roared wildly, his murderous intent shattering.

From the Tempest Tribe, the 'Tempest' magic weapon emitted a blood-colored aura that was difficult to see to the naked eye, enveloping the entire Tempest Tribe.

Both the Tempest Warriors and the Tempest-Folk were in a state of rage and rage.

Even a child who is only a few years old, a baby waiting to be fed, is all violent.

The breastfeeding baby, with blood-red eyes, could not speak, but even opened and closed his mouth, but the flesh of his mother's chest was blurred.

The mother didn't know the pain, and roared as the Tempest Warrior roared—

"Kill them!"

"No piece of armor left!"

The Tempest Ao Eagle sword fell sharply, and it was the first to leap out.

Fifteen Tempest Warriors and two hundred Tempest Warriors followed.

They!

Attack the Banyan Tribe!

More than 200 people, roaring in the mountains.

The wind helps, like a tiger and leopard in the forest, and the speed is extremely fast.

Just in time.

Banyan tribe, Chen Zhuang is the head.

One hundred and eighty warriors were in front, and fifty Taoist priests were behind.

Two encounters!