Just when Yang Jian looked at the crowd of people kneeling down below, brewing words in his heart, and wanted to say something, Bai Jian suddenly said, "Okay." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info We won't send any of our children to feed the monsters, and now I still have something to discuss with the Totem Master, so you all disperse!"

"Nima, do you really want to use me as a puppet and completely set me up in the air?" or do you just want me to be a mascot?" Yang Jian suddenly thought with some dissatisfaction in his heart.

In fact, even Yang Jian didn't notice that unconsciously, he actually had a faint sense of power.

If it was before, Yang Jian wished he didn't have to take care of anything and didn't have to bear any responsibility, maybe with the continuous increase in his ability and no longer having nothing, he was no longer willing to be controlled by others, and he was not willing to be mediocre!

Bai Jian's prestige in this tribe was obviously not comparable to Yang Jian, and as soon as his words fell, the people kneeling below got up one after another and left one by one, but no one said anything.

After a while, only Bai Jian and the other three big men were left on the field.

The bodies of these three big men are extremely burly, like a small mountain, Yang Jian didn't care about them before, and he hadn't found anything yet, but after really noticing them at this moment, Yang Jian suddenly felt a strong oppressive force from them, and even looked at them for a while, which made Yang Jian have the illusion that he was about to be swept away in a storm.

Yang Jian gasped, he already felt that the strength of these people came from the flesh, from the qi and blood, such a person's melee ability is not weak, if he fights in close combat, Yang Jian is a scum compared to them, they can shoot Yang Jian to death at will. If he fights from afar, it seems that Yang Jian is already in the Yin God Realm, and he is even better, but Yang Jian also knows that the qi and blood are extremely harmful to the divine soul, and the powerful qi and blood are as terrifying as the sun, like the three men in front of him, if Yang Jian wants to rely on the out-of-body soul to deal with them, I am afraid that if he doesn't get close to them to exert his magical powers, the divine soul will be dispersed by the qi and blood emanating from their bodies, and they will die in an instant.

"Didn't you say that there are only some superficial refining methods passed down by the Wu clan among the tribes of the human race?"

"Doesn't it mean that the best level of the human race is the level of the uncle?"

"Nima's, in order to deceive me, the two demons of the femme fatale also discounted the strength of the human race too much!"

Yang Jian secretly complained about the two demons of the snake and scorpion, and then observed Bo Jian, the future Yellow Emperor's important minister, the head of the three hundred and sixty-five righteous gods in the future.

As soon as Yang Jian looked at it, he felt a tingling in his eyes, and even his soul seemed to tremble.

As the patriarch of the tribe, Yang Jian had observed him here before, but he didn't feel this way, it seemed to be

Before, the gap was so big that there was no boundary, so I couldn't feel this person's strength at all, but now, after absorbing the Rat Demon Pill, my strength has been upgraded, and I can feel the horror of this person.

At this point, Yang Jian was hit hard again, thinking that even if he was not the first master in this tribe, he should be in the top three, this is still his lack of combat skills and combat experience, once he makes up for it, he will definitely be the first, but now it seems that he is afraid that he will not even be ranked in the top fifty or even the top hundred of this tribe.

If he is put in the human race, he is nothing, and if he is put into the world, then he is still just an ant.

"Even if you achieve the Yin God, you will still not enter the Ghost Immortal Realm, and it is really a flood of heavenly immortals everywhere, representing the world with the highest combat power!" Yang Jian couldn't help but secretly sigh in his heart.

At this time, Bai Jian spoke, he first pointed to the tallest man on the left and said, "This is the best archer in the tribe, and he is currently in charge of the tribe's defenses. ”

Yang Jian showed a kind smile and nodded towards this person, but this person did not appreciate it and did not react at all.

Yang Jian only felt that this person was really arrogant, but he also knew that his strength was low and his prestige was insufficient, so he didn't say anything.

And Bai Jian continued to introduce the man in the middle: "This is water, the strongest man of the tribe, and the head hunter of the tribe. ”

Yang Jian knew that hunting was a title of inheritance, this hunting not only refers to hunting, but also refers to war, and hunting is actually the generalissimo of the tribe.

"The dignified hunter shouted the name water, and it was really a primitive tribe, and the name was really simple. Yang Jian couldn't help but think secretly.

However, although this person's name was simple, Yang Jian didn't dare to underestimate him, and nodded at him with a smile.

I don't want to, but this person is obviously the same as the one named Jin, and he doesn't take Yang Jian very seriously, and he doesn't say anything.

At this time, Bai Jian pointed to the third big man and said: "This is the lamp, the smartest person in the tribe, and the history of the tribe." ”

Although Yang Jian doesn't know what history is, he guesses that he may be a historian in charge of historical records, but maybe it's not just that, maybe this person is in charge of the cultural inheritance of the tribe or something, maybe he is the civil capital of the tribe, and he must be a high-ranking official anyway.

This man called the lamp was different from the previous two, and immediately nodded to Yang Jian after being introduced, looking much more friendly.

"Okay, now you can tell your origin and purpose, right?" Bai Jian suddenly looked at Yang Jian and asked.

Yang Jian was taken aback, only forced his composure, and asked rhetorically, "What do you mean?"

Bai Jian immediately said: "You are a human race, it can't be the totem of the Southern Underworld, I have already seen this. I was afraid of being mistaken, so I asked the three of them, and they affirmed it. ”

Deng suddenly said: "As the head of the tribe, the head hunter and the history, we are like psychics, we have a heritage, each has a secret method, you can deceive others, but you can't deceive us." ”

Yang Jian didn't answer their words, but only asked, "Then why don't you tear me apart and admit that you recognize me as your totem?"

Bai Jian said: "Because our tribe needs totems, just like just now, we need totems to stabilize people's hearts."

Speaking of which, I'm curious how you managed to hide from the psychic, who is said to be the least able to sense the wrong totem. ”

Jin suddenly said: "Now that you know what happened to our tribe, you can tell your purpose! For the sake of the same human race, we will not embarrass you, if it is not too difficult, we can satisfy you." ”

Yang Jian's mind turned sharply, and after taking a deep breath, he decided to tell a lie: "In fact, I am a psychic of the Southern Underworld, and the only survivor.

The Southern Underworld was destroyed by monsters, and I swallowed a rat demon demon pill and escaped pretending to be a demon clan.

I fled here and was met by the warriors of your tribe, and the psychic of your tribe mistook me for a totem because of the aura I had been contaminated with my long-term communication with the totem, and sent me an invitation.

I didn't have anywhere to go for a while, so I made a mistake and came here with him, I really don't have any other purpose, believe it or not. ”