The north wind whimpered, blowing up the snow on the jungle land, the snow fluttering in the wind, as if it had no roots, not knowing where to go, like the crowd under the snowflakes, slowly moving away from the tribes that had survived for generations, in this jungle, silently walking.

Gradually, no one spoke, and even the crying of the child Rasu, which came at that time, quickly stopped, and was either comforted by the muttering of relatives, or gritted his teeth, and turned this sadness into firmness and hatred.

Hundreds of people, most of them were ordinary people, even more old, weak, sick and disabled, and they couldn't walk faster, plus the cold wind was biting, and the snow on the ground was very thick, which made the speed even slower.

The surrounding Wushan barbarians, one by one, were in that sadness, with vigilance, they did not dare to relax in the slightest, because a battle of life and death would happen at any time, and once they died, the clansmen without protection would be vulnerable and vulnerable.

Su Ming hugged the little girl in her arms, she grabbed Su Ming's clothes, it seemed to be very cold in the cold wind, but what was even colder was her dream...... However, perhaps it was because of the warmth of Su Ming's embrace, which made the child slowly calm down, and gradually seemed to be quiet in that dream, but the tears in the corners of his eyes still flowed from time to time.

Holding the child gently, Su Ming stepped on the snow of the earth and walked forward, his eyes kept looking around, when he saw the familiar clansmen beside him, he saw sadness, parting and reluctance, and perseverance and firmness.

Gritting his teeth, Su Ming's eyes revealed hatred, step by step, silently walking forward, and from time to time he stepped forward to help some old and weak people, helping their trembling bodies to walk faster on this snow.

"According to the speed of the tribesmen day and night, it will take three days to reach the Fengzhen tribe at the earliest, and three days will ...... I wonder if I'll survive after I get there...... How many ......" Su Ming's heart was dripping blood, he was afraid, not afraid of his own crisis, but the familiar faces, three days later, how many will never be seen again.

Su Ming knew that whenever there was any method, Ah Gong would use it to let the clansmen go to Fengzhen quickly, but although the black python was fast, it couldn't bring too many people at a time, not to mention, but also because it was galloping in the sky, ordinary clansmen couldn't bear it at all, and they needed to be guarded by a few strong people like the heads.

But now in the tribe, once a few strong people are gone, the rest of the people will be unable to survive.

"Grandma......" Su Ming was silent, and the little girl in his arms murmured in a dream, hugging Su Ming's neck tightly, as if once she let go, she would lose her peace.

"I really should come back!" Su Ming gently patted the back of the child in his arms.

Time passed slowly, the sky was gradually approaching dusk, the people who migrated from the Wushan Department had already moved away from their homes, in this cold, in the depths of the jungle, gritting their teeth and insisting on moving forward, suddenly in the back of the crowd, there was a shocking sharp whistle!

The whistle was piercing, and suddenly there was a roar of excitement, and at the same time, I saw a figure galloping towards the jungle in the distance behind it.

In an instant, almost everyone in the entire Wushan Department was shocked, Ah Gong's eyes showed a cold light, and the barbarians around him, as well as the head and others, all had murderous expressions at this moment.

The clansmen, trembling one by one, were shrouded in the shadow of fear and death, they were afraid, and their cries could not help but come out, as if there was chaos.

"The others don't move, continue to guard the clansmen, the tribe protects the descendants, follow me to kill the enemy!" Ah Gong immediately sent out a low roaring order.

Su Ming let the little girl in his arms be held by an ordinary clansman beside him, and was about to move, when he heard Ah Gong's words, he paused his steps, gritted his teeth violently, and under the leadership of the patriarch, he guarded the clansmen to move forward quickly, behind them, Ah Gong and the seven tribal barbarians stood there, looking like a wall, a wall blocking the enemy tide!

The sound of whistling echoed in an instant, but he saw that in the jungle behind him, more than twenty people from the Black Mountain Department rushed out, and so many barbarians appeared, which shocked Su Ming's heart.

You must know that there are only more than 30 barbarians in their Wushan Division, but now, in an attack by the Black Mountain Division, more than 20 barbarians have been dispatched, which makes him unbelievable.

Among these barbarians, most of them were people with the fourth or fifth layer of blood coagulation, but there were five of them who had reached the sixth level of blood coagulation, and three of them had reached the seventh level of blood coagulation.

There is no eighth layer, but at the front of these people, there are two big men in black robes, these two people's clothes are completely different from those of the Black Mountain Department, and at the same time, they show the majestic power of qi and blood that makes Su Ming's pupils contract.

The power of this qi and blood is beyond the skull and the mountain marks, beyond the patriarch, their cultivation, and the countless blood that permeates their whole bodies, it is actually the barbarism of the late stage of blood condensation around the tenth layer!

But Su Ming saw that these two black-robed people, their eyes were dull and godless, and there was a clear difference between them and normal people, but they were quite flexible in action, under the leadership of the two of them, these more than 20 black mountain barbarians, with hideousness, excitement and bloodthirsty killing, frantically rushed towards Ah Gong and others.

There were also strange roars from their mouths, and the sound of that sound sounded in the ears of ordinary clansmen, making their bodies tremble and terrified.

"Let's go!" Ah Gong turned his head and spoke in a deep voice, turned around and walked towards the coming Black Mountain barbarians, and with a flick of his big sleeves, the black wind went out of thin air, rolling in all directions, causing a large amount of snow around him to lift up, heading straight for the more than 20 Black Mountain barbarians.

The two black-clothed men in the late stage of blood coagulation had an extremely clear goal, they did not look at others, but in the explosion of blood lines all over their bodies, while blooming with dazzling blood light, they rushed into the black wind, and in the echo of the bang, they went straight to Ah Gong.

The rest of the barbarians, in the midst of the black wind sweeping, suddenly seven or eight people spurted blood, and their bodies trembled and collapsed directly, bursting into a large amount of flesh and blood, and suddenly a bloody aura filled the surroundings.

The killing, it's on!

In addition to Ah Gong, there are only seven people in the Wushan tribe who are guarding the back, their expressions are resolute, without the slightest intention of retreating, behind them are their clansmen, their relatives, they can't retreat, they must not retreat!

With sadness and determination, these seven people raised their heads to the sky and roared, rushing towards the more than ten barbarians who were coming, they wanted to drag these people desperately and buy time for the clansmen behind them!

Their cultivation is not high, the strongest one is the seventh layer of the Blood Condensation Realm, and most of the rest are around the fifth layer, but at this moment, on their bodies, there is an indescribable momentum, this momentum is to protect the homeland, this momentum is to protect the clan, this momentum is indelible even if it is dead, even if it is broken, the enemy cannot be allowed to rush through a step!

This is the human wall forged with their flesh and blood, this is the ravines drawn with their lives, this is the madness that erupts with their souls, this is their choice!

Su Ming's eyes were red, not only him, but most of the barbarians around him went crazy, and even among those ordinary clansmen, many people were roaring, they were going to fight!

"Don't look, your mission is to protect the migration of the people, we ...... Let's go!!" At the moment when Su Ming and the others seemed to be unable to control themselves and wanted to rush back to fight, the patriarch who was walking at the forefront showed a decisive look in his eyes, but in the depths of the decisiveness, it was the same sadness.

He is the patriarch of the Osan tribe, and his task is to let more people in the Osan tribe live and let the Osan tribe continue......

Su Ming clenched his fists fiercely, his eyes were red, his killing intent had to be suppressed, looking at the seven clansmen dozens of feet away behind him, the barbarians of the Black Mountain tribe who were screaming by more than a dozen strange screams approached like a flood, with the roar echoing, Su Ming clearly saw a clansman spurting blood, his right arm exploded directly, and when his body staggered back and retreated a few steps, he stopped alive, but his legs collapsed, but he was hideous, roaring, and hit his head on the head of the enemy who approached him with excitement and killing, and even opened his mouth, and in the terrifying and terrible screams of the barbarians of the Black Mountain Department, he bit this person's neck and tore off a large piece of flesh。

The big man of the Black Mountain Department looked frightened, the flesh and blood on his neck were blurred, and a punch hit the chest of the barbarian of the Black Mountain Department in the scream, causing the barbarian to spurt blood, but the cruel expression and the crazy action made the big man of the Black Mountain Department tremble in his heart.

At this moment, the Wushan tribesman who swallowed the flesh and blood turned his head sharply, glanced at the crowd in the distance, and seemed to see Su Ming, who was looking at him in the crowd, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, he was a man in his thirties, in his eyes, Su Ming was a child.

That smile, like the kindness of the elders, is completely different from the previous ferocity, after that smile, this person turned around, the moment he closed his eyes, the blood line of the whole body exploded instantly, and it affected the whole body, making his body collapse at this moment, the violent sound turned into a shocking sound, at the moment when this person's body exploded, the black mountain man with a bloody neck who was closest to him, his eyes revealed endless horror, and he wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

This is...... This is the last sound of life made by flesh and blood, and this voice tells all the Black Mountain tribesmen who are chasing after you that you will have to pay an unimaginable price to destroy the Wushan tribe!

In the roar, the big man in the black mountain spurted blood, his arms collapsed, and he barely retreated, but he lost all fighting spirit, his heart was trembling, and he was afraid.

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