Late at night, ugly, darkness enveloped the entire gathering place.

Around the gathering place, on a high lookout made of trees, two young deserters, armed with spears and bows and arrows, looked around with some sleepy eyes, and one of them opened his ugly mouth, yawned, and closed his eyes slightly to sleep for a few breaths.

The usual fear of the chieftain, and the severe punishment after making a mistake, made the sentry sentry open his eyes after only a few breaths, but the sight before him was extremely surprising.

Because he saw an extremely bright starry sky, and under the starry sky, a demonic shadow hung and floated in the air.

Then, his eyes swirled, and then he saw his proud, strong legs, and the headless corpse of his companion lying on the ground.

The pitch-black night suspended in the air once again floated silently towards another lookout, and it took less than ten breaths for all the high-altitude sentry deserters to separate their heads and their consciousness to dissipate.

On the ground of the gathering place, there was also a black shadow flashing into the building, and when it reappeared, it had turned into a purgatory shrouded in dark purple demonic qi behind him, and one by one the desolate people were directly extracted by the dark purple demonic flame in their sleep, and died quietly.

"Old, I'm a little uneasy. ”

Inside the stone house, the middle-aged chieftain, who was talking to the old desolate man in front of him, suddenly spoke, and then he stared at the burning brazier in front of him, and added:

"I've been restless since I was just a child. ”

"Chieftain, maybe you have returned from the ancestral court overnight, you lack rest, then the old man will retire, and on the migration road tomorrow, I will talk to the chief in detail. ”

"Stand down. ”

The chief of the Eagle Falcon tribe who was sitting upright waved his hand, and some rickety old desolate people in front of him stood up after hearing this, slowly pushed open the stone door, and the figure walked out of the door, but in the next second, the middle-aged desolate chief stood up suddenly, and his face changed wildly.

Suddenly, a burly black-robed figure appeared beside the old wastelander, and slapped the top of the former's head, and countless vines drilled out from the ground, tightly entwining the old wasteland from the bottom up.

Tie Zhu's outstretched right hand gently twisted to the side, and after a crisp click, the vines that came out of the ground gradually disappeared, and the old wastelander's lifeless body slowly collapsed to the ground.

Then the burly and huge figure of the iron pillar slowly stepped into the stone house and stood in front of the middle-aged chief.

Both of them were extremely tall, almost touching the roof of the stone house, and a shrill and rubbing voice came from the mouth of the middle-aged chief:

"Great Xia, Terran?"

"Great Xia Dynasty, Dire Division. ”

The strong voice of the iron pillar gave people a feeling of extreme reassurance, but the middle-aged wasteland on the opposite side felt an extreme sense of crisis, because he was too calm and too confident, so he clenched his fists, and the blood vessels as thick as thumbs began to squirm wildly, and the Jungle Eagle Totem on his naked upper body and face began to emit white light, and he said:

"You wait for the Great Xia Terran to come faster than I thought, but I don't understand why you want to risk exposure at this time, although I am not smart, but I also know that once the news of your coming here is spread, then the entire jungle of the desolate clan will go crazy to find you, the Nanban Jungle is already extremely complex, so there is even less news you can detect. ”

"Because you're valuable. ”

A rich green light emerged from the iron pillar's body, and his right fist was also clenched, and he took a step forward, and the voice continued to sound:

"Your Majesty once said that a race needs progress, or explosive development, it needs one or some outliers, this is the spark of civilization progress, and you are too smart, so smart that I need to directly strangle you, as for the leakage of news, I am not worried, because under the Dire killing, the wasteland of the entire gathering place, I don't think there will be a living. ”

"Do you know how many desolate people there are in this gathering place, I don't believe that you and the others will be so powerful, if the human race is so strong, why wait until this time to make a move against our Nanban!"

The desolate eagle roared angrily, and his entire body swelled violently, instantly breaking through the entire stone house, and then raised his right fist and smashed it out, and a piercing sonic boom suddenly sounded in the night.

Outside the canopy of the tree, the barbarian girl stood alone and quietly, looking down, about a quarter of an hour had passed since the three Dire Division left, but in the girl's opinion, everything below had not changed, it was still quiet.

The clouds floating in the sky obscured the moonlight in the sky, making it darker and darker below, and suddenly, a shrill roar of the desolate people and a violent sonic boom suddenly sounded in the girl's ears, like a thunderclap, which made her subconsciously shake violently, and her eyes stared downward.

The clouds in the sky drifted by, the moonlight gradually poured down again, and the line of sight below gradually became clear, the stone house in the center of the original gathering place had been occupied by a huge giant desolate people, and the violent momentum was surging in all directions, and the extremely strong power brought by the extremely rich giant blood even poured all the surrounding trees outward in the form of impact.

But after the Wild Eagle turned into a giant, a fist the size of a man stayed in the air, unable to advance an inch, it was a small green flame, this green flame wrapped a fist belonging to the human race.

The girl's mouth opened unconsciously, her eyes widened, revealing a look of extreme horror, this was the first time she saw that there was a existence that could compete with the chieftain-level wasteland after the giantization in terms of strength, and it would not fall behind at all, you must know that one of the necessary conditions for promoting the chieftain-level wasteland is to go deep into the jungle to fight a domineering-level brute beast and bring back its head.

Two black-robed figures appeared silently beside the girl, and Yeyi's voice sounded faintly:

"The chieftain-level desolate in front of him, in terms of pure strength, is almost comparable to the Great Grandmaster of Strength Cultivation. ”

"He's special, so the Treant Guardian is determined to kill him, and now it seems that it's really not ordinary. ”

After Lin Xiao's response fell, the barbarian girl couldn't help but take a step forward and asked:

"Why didn't any of the rest of the desolate people show up after such a big commotion?

"Because the rest of the people are dead!" Yaichi responded.

"Because there is no need for help, in the dense and boundless jungle, the source of strength of the Treant Guardian is almost endless. ”

After Lin Xiao's words fell, a burst of dazzling green light suddenly erupted under the fist of the desolate giant, and the strong light made the barbarian girl on the canopy subconsciously raise her hand to cover her eyes.

Centered on the black shadow of the burly Dire robe, the huge green forest field expanded outwards as if it had exploded violently, and all the trees along the way began to tremble wildly, as if they had been given new life by the Supreme King.

The entire gathering place was shrouded in green light, and if the owner of the realm wanted to, he could even magnify it ten times more, and every tree could fight for it, all warriors!

Forest Guardian, Treant Guardian!

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