"You tell Chief Ben where is the storage place of my Desolate Ancestral Court on the outskirts?"

In the early morning of the jungle, because of the rain that had just fallen in the second half of the night, the branches and leaves were dripping with water downward, and suddenly a roar of extreme rage accompanied by an extremely savage momentum swept across the entire forest in an instant, causing a large number of birds and beasts to flee outward, and at the same time shaking off a large number of water droplets.

In front of a huge clearing of ruins, the Great Chief of the Desolate People, with his bare upper body and the hideous Totem of the Giant Totem on his face and chest, was constantly roaring and roaring, while behind him, those high-ranking Ancestral Court Desolate People were silent one by one, not daring to speak, allowing the Desolate in front of him to use his thick fists to blast out one big pit after another on the ground.

Originally, in front of them was a rolling low mountain, and inside the col of the low mountain, there was a cave sky, a dark river, a large number of tributes stored in the dark river, and at the same time, a large number of ordinary wasteland people worked in it, and even the powerful warriors of the ancestral court were responsible for guarding.

But at this time, all this was in ruins, and even the continuous low mountains were directly collapsed by the huge impact, and between the rubble and the remnants of the wood, there were also a large number of ordinary wastelanders, white miserable bones, whose flesh and blood had long been devoured by the scavenging beasts in the jungle.

"This chief's own brother Barren Mountain, his bloodline and cultivation are among the top in the ancestral court, who did it, who did it?"

The Great Chieftain Huang Xie stopped his angry figure, turned his head suddenly, and stared at the high-ranking desolate people of the Ancestral Court in front of him with red eyes, his ugly face was full of rage, and he knew that Desolate Xie's temperament warned the desolate people to take a step back and dare not speak.

This great chief of the desolate people, who is known for his tyranny and strength, has launched a madness, and anyone may have their heads screwed off by him, and countless desolate people have died at his hands, and he doesn't care if you are an extremely rare high-ranking desolate at all.

After a long time, the Great Chief Huang Xie gradually came back to his senses, panting like an ox, his eyes were still bloodshot, staring at the ruins of the low mountain in front of him, his heart was full of dark clouds, he felt for the first time that this human expedition would be different from any battle he had encountered before.

Seeing that the desolate man gradually regained his senses, the elderly high-ranking desolate behind him dared to step forward cautiously and said softly:

"Great Chief, this most important tribute storage place of our clan has been destroyed, and now the rest of the barren tribes have obeyed your orders and gathered with the warriors, and the food we can eat will not last for three days. ”

"Three days is three days!"

The roar of the Great Chief Desolate Beast sounded immediately, and then he turned around suddenly, stared at the seven or eight high-ranking desolate people in front of him, and continued to open his mouth and speak:

"If there is no food in the outer tribes, there is no problem, then go and rob the Terrans who came to the jungle, it really can't work, then let the warriors of my clan eat the flesh of the Terrans, and they can still live, so immediately send people to those tribes that have arrived, don't wait, give me an attack immediately." ”

"Yes, Great Chief!"

After speaking, the Great Chief took the lead in raising his legs and walking into the dense forest, leaving only a faint and harsh voice lingering in place.

"Let's go back, the earth god will wake up immediately, just build a blood pool, let the entire ancestral court go to the nearest tribe first, I think this human invasion is not simple, we need accurate information." ”

At the same time, more than a hundred miles to the northeast from here, under countless dense trees, there were teams of about ten people shuttling rapidly, and these elite human beings were in the sky above their heads, and there were five Mo You's thunder army wielding bat wings circling and leading the way.

There are too many trees in the Nanban Jungle, too dense, if you are in the dense forest, the surrounding large area of the scene will be unchanged, and it will be very easy to get lost, so the Thunder Army in the sky and the latitude and longitude set by Zhao Yu have played a huge role, leading the rescue team to use the shortest route between the dense forests to shuttle.

Suddenly, one of the Thunder Soldiers flying in the sky glanced down at the map in his hand, lowered his body, and let out a soft whistle downward, and then fell directly downwards along with the other four young Thunder Sergeants.

"Stop!"

The light roar in the sky, the middle-aged general led by the dense forest shouted angrily, and in the next breath, everyone in the team stopped at the same time, and then gathered in a mountainside place.

This is the seventh place that this rescue team composed of the generals of the Sect Master Realm Attribute Law Cultivator and the Guardian Department of the Sect of Si Tianjian searched for the seventh place, the previous six, including the two most likely places analyzed by Si Tianjian, all returned in vain, either the broken battle armor that was washed into the cave by the dark river, or even the underwater brute beast that hibernated in the icy dark river after swallowing the battle armor.

The early morning glimmer shines through the overlapping foliage above the mountainside, illuminating specks of light.

Under the spot of light, the middle-aged general led by him squinted his eyes and looked around ahead, after several days of sleepless crossing the jungle, under the continuous rescue, although the rescue team was all overhauled by the Grandmaster Realm cultivator, his face was also full of exhaustion at this moment.

The middle-aged general with a beard on his face like an overgrown beard nodded to everyone in front of him, and then spoke:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I won't say anything superfluous, this is the seventh place for me to rescue, Your Majesty's will is very clear, you must see people in life, and you must see corpses in death, and according to Si Tianjian's news, the Armageddon with the desolate people is about to begin, we don't have much time, let's do it immediately." ”

As his words fell, the five generals of the military department unsheathed their blades at the same time, and the Dao Soul behind them suddenly appeared, swinging out in all directions, and the violent vitality directly cut off the roots of the trees in this mountainside place, clearing a huge vacancy in a few breaths.

Then the five monks wearing the robes of Si Tianjian Fa Xiu, and at the same time condensed the earth-attribute vitality like the sea, squatted, pressed the earth under them with both hands, and shouted in unison:

"Divine powers, the ground is sinking!"

In the next breath, the earth in the entire halfway up the mountain gradually began to shake violently, as if a pair of extremely powerful hands were stirring the earth, and a downward vortex appeared on the originally solid ground, which became larger and larger, spreading outward and going deeper.

The black earth vortex stopped expanding when it reached the size of a person, and the middle-aged general stepped forward and spoke to a young soldier of the Thunder Army beside him:

"I'll wait, I hope this time, there will be some gains, the land of the Southern Barbarians, I shouldn't bury such an excellent elite in Great Xia, because it's not qualified enough!"

"Great Xia Glory!"

After speaking, everyone raised their hands and hammered them to their chests, shouted in unison, and jumped down from the whirlpool that reached the ground in front of them.

This is their seventh and hopefully last.

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