Lin Hao laughed, not because Lin Lu scolded Lin Xian with his own hand, this little cleverness.

Instead, Lin Lu wanted to see if he would punish Lin Sacrifice because of Lin Sacrifice's mistake.

His own attitude determined Lin Lu's next formulation of code standards.

If, for making a mistake, even a sacrifice can be punished, it shows the fairness of this code.

However, if Lin Hao was particularly kind to her because of Lin Xi's special identity, then Lin Lu could only change some of the systems of the code in his mind.

He only thought of the second layer, but Lin Lu thought of the third layer.

The only one who felt wronged was Lin Sacrifice, and he inexplicably became Lin Lu's tool.

However, this also proves that he didn't look away, Lin Lu is not just the seriousness he shows on the outside, he has more fancy intestines.

Just when Lin Hao was busy with the development of the tribe, far east, the Tyrannosaurus rex tribe also began to expand externally.

Now the five major forces on the mainland have taken up their positions.

The Birds and Pterodactyls have decided to side with the Tyrannosaurus Rex tribe, and the Diplodocus tribe has also a tendency to move closer to the saber-toothed tiger tribe.

But there are more than 10 million tribes on the mainland, and if you can fight for one more, you will have a better chance of winning your own forces in the final decisive battle.

As a result, in the external expansion of the overlord, some small tribes in the vicinity have either taken refuge or been wiped out, and there are only a handful of tribes that can still insist on believing in their totems.

Today, it's the velociraptor tribe that has to be faced.

In the previous conversations, the two sides have completely torn their faces, and everything that should be said has already been said, so as soon as the two sides met, the two sides started to move.

For a while, the power of the totem in the field was everywhere, and the sticks hit the flesh and popped one after another.

After the people of the Tyrannosaurus Rex tribe were blessed by the Lord of Totem, their bodies became extremely thick, and it was difficult for ordinary attacks to inflict substantial damage on them.

But the velociraptor tribe is naturally not an ordinary person.

This tribe is known for its versatility and attack power, always avoiding vital points in the middle of a while, and giving the opponent a backhand blow to the black stick.

Because of the long-term belief in totems, the velociraptor chieftain has had a slight mutation in his body.

The originally thick palm has a few more bony hard thorns, which are endowed on the back of the hand.

Seeing that the stick of the person in front of him was fierce, the chief leaned slightly to the side and grabbed the opponent's waist and abdomen with his backhand.

This is the softest place in the human body, and Rao is a person from the Tyrannosaurus Rex tribe with a strong physique, and he does not dare to be careless.

Abdominal contractions should be avoided.

But the other party was obviously faster and more flexible, and as soon as he leaned forward, the bone spur on the back of his hand made intimate contact with the other party.

Hiss~

A two-foot-long wound instantly cut open the opponent's abdomen, and blood mixed with internal organs flowed to the ground.

Such a serious injury instead stimulated the bloodthirsty nature of the Tyrannosaurus rex tribe.

He didn't care about the wound in his abdomen, so he raised his hand and raised the wooden stick and smashed it down.

This stick has condensed all the totemic power of this person.

It is more appropriate to say that it is a return to the light.

At this moment of life and death, the importance of usual cooperation is revealed.

A person from the velociraptor tribe next to him grabbed the chief's arm and shook it violently, which was able to avoid it.

The blow could only be smashed to the ground in vain.

For a moment, clods of soil flew and weeds scattered.

A one-meter-square pit appeared in front of them.

The two of them gasped, if they really hit their bodies this time, there was no chance of survival.

But the others were not so lucky.

There were wails on the field, and it didn't take long for more than a dozen people from the velociraptor tribe to fall in pools of blood.

Fortunately, there are many people in this tribe, and the scene does not fall behind for a while.

However, in the long run, doom is doomed.

The chief sighed and shouted.

"Stop it all, I have something to say. ”

The people of the Tyrannosaurus Rex tribe who took the lead also raised their hands to signal not to act rashly and see what else he had to say.

"It's not up to me to decide to join your clan, this matter has to be discussed with our big chief, we are just a small branch of the velociraptor tribe, you better go to our big chief!"

This is also the last resort of the chiefs of this branch, and when they say this, it means that they have surrendered.

The men of the velociraptor tribe looked back at the chief in bewilderment.

They did not understand why the always brave chieftain would say such a thing, and today would not make it easy for these invaders to die.

But now that the chief had spoken, they also put down their weapons and watched as the people of the Tyrannosaurus Rex tribe retreated.

The chief sighed and beckoned the group to attend to the wounded, while he sat silently.

Suddenly, a dark shadow in the sky obscured the chieftain.

The chief looked up in confusion.

A Aeolus pterosaur with a wingspan of nearly thirty meters suddenly appeared above everyone's heads.

Then dozens of primitives, clad in colorful wings and armed with bows and arrows, began to shoot down.

Pterodactyl Tribe!

They joined forces!

The chieftain, who realized it later, realized the seriousness of the problem at this time.

The bow and arrow he shot didn't give him time to think.

With a whistling sound that pierced the air, he shot head-on at the people of the velociraptor tribe who were still dazed in the field.

The arrows infused with the power of the totem mercilessly harvest the lives of primitive people on the ground.

After a rain of arrows, nearly thirty percent of the Velociraptor tribe was killed or wounded, and the rest of the uninjured people also hurriedly found cover to hide.

"Shred them!!"

The shouts of the mountains and the tsunami shattered their inner illusions.

The people of the Tyrannosaurus Rex tribe are back to kill.

Because of the participation of the Pterodactyl tribe, the situation on the field instantly became one-sided.

The people of the velociraptor tribe must not only fight against the invaders on the ground, but also guard against cold arrows from the air.

The leader looked triumphantly at the arrows that fell to the ground, which was already the most advanced weapon in the world.

Then he yelled and joined the fray.

The powerhouse of the Tyrannosaurus Rex tribe has finally shown his strength.

The power of the totem enveloped his whole body, his steely muscles instantly expanded, his neck became thicker after the flash of light, and a mouthful of homomorphic teeth flashed with white light.

It's simply a miniature version of a manic T-Rex!

As soon as they made contact, the youth of the velociraptor tribe was torn apart by the waist, and the broken heart fell to the ground and did not stop beating.

The man smiled cruelly, bent down to pick it up, put it in his mouth and chewed it, blood running down the corners of his mouth, and his expression seemed to be enjoying.

The velociraptor chieftain's eyes widened with rage, as if he was about to breathe fire, and it was none other than his only son, the future heir of this tribe.

The chieftain pressed his feet, and pushed away from the people beside him and rushed towards the leader with all his might.

The battle between these two people has no skill to speak of, and it is completely a battle of flesh and totem power.

Both are confident.

The two sides are touching with a punch and a kick.

The more the chief fought, the more frightened he became, and after a few fights, not only did he not defeat the other party, but he fell behind.

There was a conflict between the two a few years ago, when the other party was not their opponent at all, and they were subdued by themselves after three moves, and the power of the totem was far less powerful than it is now.

Could it be that this is the strength that the Lord of Totems has blessed?

Terrifying!

After a few rounds of fighting, the chief's face was flushed and sweating profusely, and the power of the totem had bottomed out.

Looking at the other party again, he still looked calm and light, obviously the battle just now had no effect on him at all.

The chief sighed, knowing that if he didn't take out all his hole cards today, he probably wouldn't have any more chances.

He opened his mouth and cried out, a strange roar, like the wail of a beast before it died, and like a look forward to the rebirth of a new life.

A distant and desolate voice echoed in the distance.

Then, more and more voices responded, echoing throughout the grassland.

The leader had obviously heard it too, with a look of contempt and disdain on his face, he was very confident in his own strength, and he was not worried about any accidents.

Today, the velociraptor tribe will die!

Suddenly, a louder roar came from afar, muffling out all the sounds.

It seems that only this roar is left in heaven and earth.

Coming from the beginning of heaven and earth, it represents strength and fearlessness, and foreshadows death and end.

The leader's face finally changed dramatically.