Ji Hao and the Terran Zhubohou were mobilized, and the major tribes mobilized their armies to build a large array of ten thousand dragons to seal the water, suppress and sweep the army of water demons who took advantage of the fire to rob, and clear the water mansions that were making waves everywhere.

One by one, the Great Array of Ten Thousand Dragons Sealing Water was gradually completed, the water vapor in the sky gradually dissipated, there was no water demon making waves, the sun reappeared in the sky, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the mountains and hills, illuminating the valleys and woods, and dispelling the chill brought by the water.

As the flood waters receded, the tribal people, who hid in caves in the mountains, clinging to the branches of ancient trees, or who were building boats and building rafts, left their hiding places tremblingly, and returned to their homes with a loud cry.

Houses were washed away, fertile fields were washed away, large cattle that could not be carried were drowned, and the once warm and safe tribal garrison became an open space, and all the tribe's food stocks were washed away except for the little rations they had brought with them when they fled.

"Oh my God!"

One after another cries rang out throughout the Middle Continent world, and countless old people who had experienced the dangers of the storm raised their hands and knelt on the ground, looking up at the blue sky, and let out a desperate cry.

In the past, when there was a shortage of food rations, these old people could sacrifice themselves for the sake of the tribe, and they would follow the tradition of generations, escape into the mountains and forests, find a mountain valley where the Tibetan wind gathers qi and starve to death quietly, and save food rations for the young and strong people of the tribe.

But this time, there was no hope at all.

The rations they had brought with them were almost gone, the grain in the tribal storehouses was washed away, the crops in the fields were washed away, and the edible wild fruits in the mountains and forests were all lost because of the floods.

"God, you don't give us any way to live!"

Screams rang out, and even the powerful warriors of the tribe looked around in a daze, completely unsure of what to do. There is no food. Even if they have the power to subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, the iron man will be hungry for three or five days!

What is even more desperate is that after the flood, those equally hungry poisonous snakes and beasts in the mountains and forests rushed out of the mountains and forests.

The survival ability of these poisonous snakes and beasts in the water is much stronger than that of humans, and the human race can struggle to survive in the water, not to mention these poisonous insects and beasts. Hungry and about to go mad, poisonous insects and beasts roamed around. They cleverly avoided the ferocious beasts that were also hungry and went mad, and set their sights on the weak and powerless Terran people.

Beast tides broke out everywhere, and countless villages and towns were frantically attacked by poisonous insects and beasts.

"Oh my God, are you going to cut us off?"

On a simple earthen enclosure, a two-foot tall Terran wizard howled frantically, swinging a steel axe and splitting a sparred-toothed tiger into two pieces with a single blow. Before he could collect the spoils, two black snake-toothed leopards rushed up, snatching the two pieces of the saber-toothed tiger's body away before he could do lightning, and then tore them in their mouths after retreating far away.

A large amount of flesh and blood entered the abdomen, and the two snake-toothed leopards gradually regained their strength. Their aura soared rapidly, and their dark green eyes shone with a murderous light, staring viciously at the Terran Great Witch who was standing on the earthen fence, his hands and feet trembling a little.

Dozens of beasts of strength comparable to the Great Witch circled around the urgently piled earth enclosure, and hundreds of birds of prey circled in the sky, making sharp chirpings from time to time. Farther away, a nest of venomous snakes with red bodies spitting snake letters, poisonous saliva constantly flowing from the corners of their mouths, and greedily looking at the tens of thousands of Terran people in the earthen enclosure.

This human village is not strong. Among the tens of thousands of people, there were less than ten great witches, and they stood on the earthen fence. looked at the fierce birds and beasts around him with an expressionless face. They were sweating profusely, and the heat was pouring out of them, each breath taking away the last bit of strength from them.

"Fight to the death!" a great witch raised the pure steel spear in his hand and roared, and then sang a simple and desolate war song.

"Fight to the death!" Several great witches raised their weapons one after another, singing the war songs passed down from generation to generation by their ancestors to the tune of their companions. Quaint and desolate, with endless despair. It was a song that would only be sung by those who were in a dead state and had no hope left.

In the era of the flood famine, when the ancestors of the human race faced the devouring and hunting of countless giant beasts in the flood wilderness, they held their heads high and sang this song to die generously.

When a volcano erupts, an earthquake, and a wildfire. The ancestors of the same human race sang this song, using their fragile bodies to resist natural disasters and cover the retreat of their clansmen.

When the plague was epidemic and the dead were all over the ground, there were even human witch sacrifices singing such songs, going deep into the mountains and forests to taste the herbs, and countless witch sacrifices were poisoned to death by highly poisonous herbs, but they also found the antidote to the symptoms.

When the alien race came from outside the sky, killed countless people, and turned the human race into pig and dog slaves, Emperor Xuanyuan held the sword in his hand high, and led the Terran warriors who came from all sides of the earth to converge, everyone sang the same song, draped in rough animal skins, carried simple wooden shields, and held their heads high to meet the sharp swords and spears of the alien race.

This war song has been passed down from the flood era to the present, only when a tribe has no hope and is about to be completely extinct, the Terran warriors with an ancient heritage will sing this war song to fight to the death with the enemy!

Either the enemies all die here, or they all die here.

In the earthen enclosure, the people of the tribe who were so hungry that their hands and feet were sore gritted their teeth and stood up tremblingly. They carried their weapons and slowly climbed up the earthen enclosure, dressed in rough clothes and sweating, looking at the fierce beasts and fierce birds around them.

The sound of the war song became louder and louder, and the death intent of the slaughter became stronger and stronger.

The fierce birds and beasts roared and screamed uneasily, and they felt a strong danger from these weak human races. Hunger and a sense of danger made these poisonous insects and beasts more and more irritable.

Just as a group of fierce beasts wanted to rush up to the earthen enclosure, bits of golden light fell from the sky.

Every bit of golden light fell to the ground, and quickly turned into a golden lotus flower swaying in the wind, and the golden lotus bloomed, and in each golden lotus there was a handsome man in Taoist costume sitting cross-legged and chanting.

A calming aura spread, the fierce birds in the sky fell one after another, curled up their minions and lay on the ground, the fierce beasts on the ground bowed their heads, and bowed to the five bodies of the men in the golden lotus, all the poisonous snakes curled up their bodies, and there was no longer the fierce appearance just now.

Two handsome men in white robes staggered over from a distance, and they walked three or five miles in one step, and their figures flickered and soon arrived in front of Tuweizi.

A handsome man smiled slightly, and smiled at the stunned tribal people on the earth wall: "My ancestor is merciful and knows that the people of this party are in trouble, so he sent us to subdue the beast and relieve your suffering. ”

He pulled out a portrait and unfolded it, and on the three-foot-wide scroll was the image of the Kido and the Ikebana man standing side by side.

"Come to my door, recite the name of my patriarch day and night, you can be fed, clothed, and fed, and the demons will no longer be able to trouble you!" )

PS: It's a bit of a can't write!

Yesterday I drank cold beer, and my stomach was a little rebellious, and today I was sore and weak all day.

Crying and crying for comfort, go to bed early and get up early, and recuperate!