The Great Wild God

Zongsang took Zongya and three barbarians from the clan to leave the village, and walked down the mountain stream **** valley. He also wanted to see if there was anything good from the mountain torrents yesterday, but he didn’t expect to return overnight. Chen Xun of Chen Xun actually gained the most.

This black-scaled alien beast weighs three thousand catties. It is inconvenient to carry it and walk after it is out of the water. Not to mention that it has to turn over several ridges to return to the village. Zongsang asked a brute to rush back to the village and call for some manpower.

"You didn't see anyone this night, just to drag this thing back? Wouldn't you rush back to report a letter?" Zong Ya saw that Chen Xun hadn't returned all night, and worried all night. He didn't expect that he would be the dead beast. , Delayed all night outside.

"This thing caused the mountain torrents to rush to the side of the Yema Creek." Chen Xun eased slightly and struggled to sit up.

"..." Zong Ya smacked his lips for a long time, and then said, "You really want to die."

He also knew that the shores of the Yema Creek were the area of ​​activity of the Black Mountain. Chen Xun had to rush back to report the letter. This black-scaled monster might have been discovered by the people of the Black Mountain, but he still could not imagine the thin Chen Xun. How could this black scale alien be dragged in the water for twenty or thirty miles?

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The Wumang tribes lived in the mountains when they were young, and the skilled martial artists traveled through the mountains and ridges faster than the apes.

After a while, the Man Wu who had just returned to report the letter brought six or seven people over.

Zong Ya saw that the people who came with Grandpa Zong were important figures in the village, and he became more and more certain that the black scale alien beast that Chen Xun dragged back was not a mortal species.

"Oh my God, it's really cunning. Wu Mang is blessing us first!"

Unlike the arrogant Wumang tribe, Zongtu, who is a tribal wizard, is just a thin, shriveled old man. He was always calm, and when he saw the black-scaled alien beast on the Hengshi River Beach, his voice was a little out of shape, and he was trembling with excitement, with the withered hand of the black-bone chicken paw, holding a bone stick that had paved the way.

Wulin cunning?

There are very few terrestrial animals of the earth scaly, but there are very many alien animals in the sky.

Chen Xun even saw a giant scaly bird in Mangyaling, tearing a savage bull weighing four to five kilograms into pieces with one claw.

However, Chen Xun never thought that dragging this black scale monster back, was actually a cunning one!

The "Western Wilderness Classic" records that cunning beasts have only simple figures of "bull head and horse body, blue and gray scale armor, as powerful as a dragon".

Cunning Beast's baby scale beast is blue. As it grows, the color of scale beast gets darker, but almost no one has ever seen Cunning Beast with black scales. I really don't know how many years it has lived in the depths of Mangya Ridge.

Who would have thought that this black scale cunning would be killed by lightning in the depths of Tushan Mountain, causing the flood to wash down the mountain.

It's really unpredictable and unpredictable of heaven and power!

"It's really a cunning cunning?" Zongsang just guessed that it might be a cunning beast, but after hearing what Abba Zongtu said, he hesitated and asked, "Is it possible that we can open a beast feast and offer sacrifices to the ancestors in the black python department? Soul?"

Zongtu calmed down a bit from the shocked mood, grinned, revealing several missing black teeth, and smiled and said to his son Zongsang:

"Thirty years ago, you were still young, and you can’t remember. Back then, when the black pythons opened the beast feast and lifted the soul sacrifice, they hunted a cunning head with blue scales. This cunning head is half of its head, but the hoof, this tooth, and the natural difference The scaled armor, do you think I would be wrong?"

Zongtu turned his head again, took out two Wu Mang Dan from his arms and put them into Chen Xun's hand, saying,

"Chen Xun, you have done a great job for the Black Python Ministry this time. How can I thank Grandpa?"

Chen Xun touched his head embarrassedly, smiled and raised his hand and waved the two Wu Mang Dan in his hand: "This is enough!"

Although the Wumeng Department is not a cannibal savage, it does not take in outsiders of unknown origin at will.

The harsh living environment, as well as the endless killings of the tribes for many years, make them sufficiently vigilant about alien personnel.

Even three years ago, Chen Xun seemed to be only about ten years old and harmless to humans and animals, but even the sons of his clan were hungry in the Wumeng tribe, how could there be spare energy to adopt outsiders?

At the time, most of the Wumang tribes advocated driving Chen Xun away and letting him fend for himself. It was the Wu Gongzong who tried to reject all opinions and accept him.

What should I use to repay this kindness?

In the past three years, Zongtu has been confined to his ancestral training and has not taught him how to martial arts. He has taught him how to read Manwen and how to recognize herbs.

Like Zong Ya, Chen Xun called Grandpa Zongtu, but in fact, he regarded Zongtu, Zongsang, and Zongya's family as relatives in this life.

Even though he was desperately eager to practice the brutal martial arts of the Wu Mang Division, he would not ask for merit to make Zongtu embarrassed.

"It's really a cunning beast!"

The other leaders of the Wumeng Tribe who rushed over with Zongtu still had the impression of capturing the cunning and holding the soul sacrifice. Although the black scales on the beach were cunning, and half of their head was cut off by the sky thunder, it was still confirmed that the cunning beasts were undoubtedly, and they were all unquenchable ecstasy.

Zongtu knew that Chen Xun wanted to learn the barbaric martial arts of the black pythons, but looking at the leaders of the brutal martial arts on the left and right, he didn't really hope to pass the martial arts of the black pythons to outsiders. He sighed softly in his heart, two black pythons. How could Dan couldn't compare to this cunning beast?

It's just that as a witch, it is difficult for him to go against the will of the public, thinking that he still has to find a way to compensate Ah Xun with other things.

Nan Li is a patriarch elected by the Wumang tribe, and is a giant man who is slightly taller than Zongsang.

His cheeks are covered with black snake head totems, exposing his sturdy arms, three points thicker than black snakes, and his right arm is covered with blue blood veins, extending to his bare, black-haired chest, which looks like Covered with a layer of snake scales.

Nan Li was holding a black stainless steel spear in his hand, full of power, and seemed to be able to shoot the stainless steel spear in his hand like lightning at any time.

He glanced at Chen Xun, did not make a sound, but with uncontrollable ecstasy, pondering the cause of the death of this black scale cunning:

"How could this cunning be killed by the sky thunder? Does this beast think that it can fight the sky thunder and run to the ridge to look for death in a rainstorm?"

"Bless you first, but don't be disrespectful to the cunning," Zongtu said solemnly. "It is said that the wild beasts can live for thousands of years, swallow the aura of heaven and earth, and can become a demon pill. This cunning is probably three to five hundred years old. , Perhaps it is the most critical step in the training, and wanted to induce thunder to quench the body, but did not intend to be killed by the sky thunder. If it were not for the protection of the ancestor spirit, Beiling might be a cunning demon..."

Listening to Zongtu's words, everyone is also lingering.

Although a cunning beast is tyrannical, but daring to go out of the mountain, the upper-level barbarians of the left and right tribes and even the tianbarbarian can combine to destroy it, but there is really a cunning demon in the depths of Mangyaling. Live in.

But then again, the flesh and blood of the wild and alien species are great treasures. If this black scale is so cunning that it can induce thunder and quench the body, how pure will the flesh and blood of that body be?

"It would be even better if I could hunt a live cunning. Thirty years ago, the black python caught a live cunning, right?" Zong Sang felt that there was still some deficiency, and said, licking his fat lips.

"I want to hunt and be cunning, let's talk about it when you become a Tianman." Zongtu saw that Zongsang was not greedy, and grinned ugly.

"Around Mangyaling, there are hundreds of tribes large and small, only a few Tianbarians?" Nan Li said with deep emotion, "This time I really bless you."

Zongtu said: "This black cunning has just died a day, and there is still a remnant soul in the body that has not disappeared. You should stay around first and wait for me to seal the remnant soul in the black cunning body. After three days, the soul sacrifice beast feast will be more miraculous. ..."

Hearing what the witch Zongtu said, Zongsang, Nan Li and other powerful and brutal warriors scattered and guarded the Quartet.

Zongtu asked his grandson Zongya to carry Chen Xun farther away before he raised the bone stick in his hand and sang strange syllables in his mouth.

Most of the barbarians in the Wumang Division are physically tyrannical, while the Wugongzong plans are unparalleled.

Chen Xun has been taken in by Zongtu in the past three years, but it is difficult to see Zongtu perform a witchcraft secret technique.

At this time, he told Zong Ya to go back to the distant beach, and of course he did not let go of this opportunity, ignoring the bruises on his body, lying in the grass to see how Zongtu used the witchcraft secret technique.

But seeing the bone stick that usually looks ordinary, in the chanting of Zongtu's voice, it seems that a mysterious force is gathering the light of the morning sun that enveloped the earth in the morning, forming behind Zongtu's thin and thin body. A faint python-shaped light and shadow.

The python-shaped light and shadow are huge and without friends, nearly ten meters high, revealing a hideous and terrifying breath.

And with Zongtu’s singing, the python-shaped light and shadow became more and more condensed, and the snake scales exuding cold light were also clearly seen, and the exuding aura became stronger and stronger, scrolling around, and soon formed a strong wind roaring.

This is the enlightened Wumang soul of Wu Gongzong?

Under the oppression of Zongtuwu python's brutal soul, Chen Xun's consciousness was severely impacted, setting off a monstrous raging wave, but when the python-shaped light and shadow rushed like lightning on the black scale cunning, he was already dead. Wu Lin trembled slyly.

Although silent, in the depths of Chen Xun's mind, he could hear the cunning remnant of Wulin roaring unyieldingly.

The roar and howl quickly formed a huge impulsive wave, which hit Chen Xun's consciousness.

Chen Xun seemed to be under infinite pressure, and his brain was about to expand, almost fainted by the waves of continuous shock.

Zong Ya beside him was also tense, silently bearing the impact of the black cunning remnant soul screaming.

Chen Xun gritted his teeth and persisted hard. I don't know how long it took before he saw the sly beast's body slowly recovering from its calmness, and the remnant soul that formed deep in his mind just now screamed silently. , As if nothing happened.

Is the remnant soul sealed?

Is the remnant soul sealed for the soul sacrifice?

Chen Xun's heart was full of too many questions, and at the same time, he didn't expect the Qi Jue beast, only the remnant soul would still have such a great power, and the Wugongzongtu had to use all his strength to seal it. If he were alive, it would be terrifying. people?

Wugongzong's forehead was full of pleated foreheads, and sweat beads the size of soybeans went straight down, thinking that he was really old, and commanded several brutal warriors to take out huge woods and ropes, and prepare to give birth to this behemoth weighing nearly three thousand kilograms. , Carried over the mountains and ridges back to the stockade.