In the closed and ignorant world of the cannibal tribes, they only truly fear the gods by word of mouth, and humans and jungle beasts are just their food, only to be eaten, and it is impossible for them to be worshiped by the cannibals. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

From the high priest, Ye Fan vaguely guessed a certain possibility, in a certain primitive time, there was a god who had arrived at the cannibal tribe and showed them immortal divine might, and since then, the belief of the cannibal tribe has only been the god of the jungle!

But the true god of the jungle is nothing but a primordial beast, and who is that mighty one?

Perhaps it was because Ye Fan had just descended from the sky with his thunder wrist to kill many cannibal warriors that the high priest mistakenly thought that he was a member of the gods!

From this, it can be inferred that the true god must also be a cultivator!

It's a pity that she can't ask for more information from the High Priest, everything she knows is passed down from the previous generation of High Priests, the cannibals have no writing, only a short language, and the distance of civilization is unimaginable for them.

Several of the survivors began to clean up the corpses in the camp, death was not the end for them, but rather thought of it as a return to the arms of God, and each body was thrown into the deep well after being touched by the high priest and thrown into the deep cellar.

Looking up at the bright starry sky in the Amazon jungle, Ye Fan couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts, in the years when no one knew about it, those monks who flew away from the sky, had their footprints already covered this planet?

Even if it didn't, it must not have been Columbus who first discovered the American continent.

At the edge of the camp, the escapees were packing their bags and taking out dry food to satisfy their hunger, and after a long day's work, fighting the jungle, fighting the wild beasts, fighting the cannibals, all of them were exhausted.

At this time, in the jungle a few miles away from the cannibal tribe, another group of people was still struggling to escape in the night.

"Fake, this damn jungle!" Fernandis pulled his shoes out of the mire with all his might, and just took a few steps when he had a sharp pain in his legs!

He bared his teeth and stretched out his palm to touch it, and his palm was full of wriggling leeches!

"Suck my blood! Damn vampire!" The mafia godfather was furious, his blood surged up wildly, and he didn't finish swatting the leech to death, his eyes were bloodshot, his wheezing sound was like a cow, and he kept slapping his head with his hands, and gradually lost control of his emotions.

"Isn't that the right direction?" Webb and one of his men were studying the compass, and Fujiwara Hideki came over to watch.

By all indications, they seem to have lost their way.

This is not the original path into the jungle at all, and the surrounding environment is very unfamiliar, with large and small mud pools dotted around.

"Master, is there any food?" Antonio was exhausted and dizzy with hunger, and his backpack was lost when he fled from the cannibal tribe.

Master Kaba nodded, grabbed a spotted snake that was wandering around, plucked its head and bled and skinned, and threw it in front of Antonio.

Looking at the dead snake that was still twisting, Antonio hesitated for a moment before he was ruthless, crouched down, looked sad, and began to chew and swallow.

In order to survive, it is better to eat raw meat than to eat human flesh, thinking like this, it seems that the mouth

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