Chapter 156 Preempting the Demon

After returning from the Totem Hall, Xia Tuo's eyes were full of murderous intent, even mixed with a trace of tyranny.

There is a sharp sword hanging on the head every day, and it may not taste good to hit it on the head one day. I am worried every day. There is no reason to be a thief for a thousand days.

Worrying and fearing every day is not good for your health.

Although he is not yet fully sure what the monsters hidden in the mountains are, but it is an indisputable fact that the monsters appear one after another.

This made him, who already regarded the Eternal Mountains as his own vegetable garden, feel very uncomfortable.

Instead of waiting for the strength of the Yaoyao lurking in various human tribes to increase, it is better to take the initiative to attack, no matter whether the result is death or life, live happily.

"Patriarch, you are looking for me."

In the summer garden, the Elder Gong of the Ministry of War and the Master of the Luo Palace of the Wu Dian came in one after the other.

"How is the arrow made?"

"It has been completed. Use the softest copper. As long as the warriors in the clan have enough strength, when the copper arrows shot hit a stone or armor, the arrow will be squeezed, and then the beast core burned in it will be squeezed."

Elder Gong said as he took out an arrow and handed it to Xia Tuo. It was an arrow with purple luster all over its body.

"Then build it as soon as possible, how much can be built in two days."

"The Ministry of War is already rushing to make the clay film for making arrows. Based on the existing mud film, it can make 500 pieces per day."

"Increase the casting mud film, and make 3,000 pieces as soon as possible within two days."

"yes."

"Luo, I have already sent two boxes of beast cores to the witch hall, and let the witches draw witch patterns."

...

three days later.

A group of 600 totem warriors marched quickly between the rolling hills. These soldiers wore various armors, and some of them simply wore animal robes.

Wolf and Fear are at the front, and Wei and Jue are at the back, leading everyone towards the east.

Supported by the tribe's sufficient resources regardless of cost, the oldest group of tribe brothers who started their family with Xia Tuo have already crossed the threshold of opening mountains.

Now they have even been drawn from the clan soldiers, each leading hundreds of scattered totem warriors.

"Hurry up, we must arrive at Youcao Valley before dark today."

The wolf turned and shouted at the figure behind him, and then quickly walked to the front of the line again.

...

At the same time, the Xia tribe.

The clan soldiers lined up, a total of 760 people, wearing armor, including 350 people from Longquewei Valley, and the rest were Wu clan soldiers.

"Set off!"

Xia Tuo walked down from the tribe mountain, stepped on Qinghuo's horse, and walked out of the tribe first, followed by many tribe soldiers following closely one by one.

Target, Youcao Valley!

Regarding this trip, Xia Tuo didn't say much. For the vast majority of the tribe, they didn't know what a monster was.

For the tribes living in the mountains, those who have seen the monsters were swallowed up by the monsters, or enslaved. Naturally, it is impossible for any news to spread.

I'm glad I haven't seen it.

So take the tribe's soil turtles to see and see.

Youcao Valley is surrounded by mountains on all sides, and there are rolling ancient mountains on all sides. It is about thirty miles from north to south and fifteen miles from east to west. Of course, this is an approximate area.

Xia Tuo told the people in the clan that when an adult takes a big stride, five hundred steps are considered a mile, so the clan gradually gave up the method of counting the hills to calculate the distance, and started to estimate the steps closely. The distance between the mountains is the worst calculation.

A group of nearly 800 people meandered forward in the mountains. In addition to the soldiers of the two tribes, there were also sorcerers and sorcerers accompanying them. legs up.

This time Xia Tuo brought out ninety percent of the warriors in the clan, not to kill the enemy, but to learn

Now the Tianmai Realm fighters of the Xia Tribe, not counting a few slaves, are him, Lu, Old Man Feng and Brother Fatty.

There are quite a few fighters in the Mountain Opening Realm, and they are reluctant to use the spirit crystals for cultivation in the Tianmai Realm regardless of consumption.

It is used for the promotion of the warriors in the cracking stone realm. Now there are as many as twenty-six warriors in the mountain realm in the tribe.

Those totem warriors who followed him before, such as Dread, Wolf, Wedge, Jue, Yao, Tu, and Bone, have all been promoted to the Kaishan state.

In addition, the old men who became totem warriors in the first two years of the tribe's establishment also had at least three or four thousand kilograms of strength, and some of them had reached the limit of the rock-cracking realm.

...

In the center of Youcao Valley, above a large pit with a diameter of 100 meters, the cyclone rolled, and the whistling sound of the wind came out. The inside of the pit was deep and dark, and it was difficult to see the scene clearly.

Thick vines were hanging down the edge of the big pit, and figures were falling while holding on to the vines, and they carried ferocious beasts of various sizes on their backs.

Crash!

The depth of the tiankeng is very large, filled with a decaying and rotten smell, messy footsteps sounded, and a figure in brown armor dragged a five-meter-sized beast, walking deeper.

"Feng Crocodile, why did you come back?"

In the cave, the pitch-black figure got up from the crawling wet ground, looked at the figure that dragged the beast in and asked.

"We have been noticed by the human tribe in the mountains again."

The wind crocodile threw the fierce beast on its shoulders into the deep pool in the cave, and said to the humanoid figure crawling up and covered in black scales.

"What are you afraid of?"

A look of disdain flashed in the dark brown eyes of the figure who just stood up.

"Ever since the ancient tribe was destroyed by the great demon venerable, this mountain range has long been a mess. Where there are any powerful human tribes, they are all sacrifices to the great demon lord."

The brown-eyed weirdo stared at the wind crocodile and asked, "You won't let them escape because of the few people who broke in a few days ago, just a few cubs from the rock-cracking realm, that is, the trash outside."

"You know we are not integrated into the human tribe."

There is a cold light in Feng Crocodile's eyes, but their bodies are covered with fine scales. They are neither human nor beast, so they can only hide in the mountains and dare not show their faces, otherwise they will be hunted down by human tribes.

The blood in their bodies is no longer a human race, it looks like a human but not a human, a demon but not a demon.

"What are you afraid of? There are no strong human beings in the Eternal Mountains."

The brown-eyed weirdo waved his hand and walked out of the cave.

"I heard that a larger tribe has emerged on the west side of the mountain. Let's go have a meal sometime."

It's a pity that the wind crocodile didn't make a sound, the black armor on its body fell off, revealing the fine black scales all over its body, and it stepped towards the blood-colored pool in front of it.

In the center of the pool is an octagonal stone platform, which is carved with dense and strange patterns, and there are some rough scrolls, showing a group of people kneeling and worshiping a figure that looks like a horse.

As he stood up, the blood in the pool began to roll, submerging his feet, and then along his legs, the blood quickly covered his whole body, and the dense blood-colored threads covered his whole body like tarsal maggots.

...

The brown-eyed weirdo walked out of the cave, and soon more than a dozen figures similar to him crawled under his feet.

"Blood sacrifice, traces of human tribe warriors were found outside the valley."

Hearing this, the brown monster's eyes suddenly became ferocious, and the scarlet tongue couldn't help licking the corner of his mouth.

After waiting for so long, finally another human tribe came.

Come, come, they really come.

"Tell some members that there is no need to go out to hunt fierce beasts, and all come back and wait. Master Yizun hasn't enjoyed enough sacrifices for a long time."

After all, he squinted his eyes and looked up the hole.

"We are the orthodoxy of Yizun, the scum deep in the mountains... there will be..."

...

Outside the Youcao Valley, a large wooden camp was set up, and the giant trees felled from the mountain were built into this huge camp.

Fear led a team of people to patrol around, not far from the camp was the valley, compared to the ups and downs around, the valley was flat.

When they came here, they didn't move forward, but waited for Xia Tuo's arrival.

A day later, Xia Tuo led the tribal soldiers into the camp, and several people who were leading the scattered tribal soldiers came to pay a visit immediately and wanted to know why the patriarch ordered them to come here.

However, everyone returned home without feathers, even the warriors of the tribe, they didn't know why they came here.

...

Woo! Woo! Woo!

In the early morning of the next day, the sound of horns resounded through the valley, and all the soldiers in the entire camp got out of the wooden tents one by one, and followed Xia Tuo to the depths of the valley under the leadership of their respective leaders.

...

"Blood sacrifice, the human race has come towards us."

"Thousands of people are all totem warriors!"

Under the tiankeng, the brown-eyed monster's eyes flashed with solemnity. Who can tell him where so many totem warriors come from.

Feng Crocodile's eyes were serious, since the Daqian Tribe was over, no tribe in this area had so many totem warriors.

A look of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the brown-eyed weirdo. This is the tiankeng, the underground, and their place.

"Pass down the order, let everyone hide in the deep pit, totem warriors, let them all become totem corpses."

In a short period of time, the brown-eyed weirdo made a decision. The lineup from the human tribe was stronger than he expected, but it was still under control.

There are nearly 20,000 Pilin people in the deep pit, and they live in the winding cave at the bottom of the pit. As long as they lure all these people to the bottom of the pit, they will rule the world.

...

A hundred meters away from the tiankeng, Xia Tuo waved his hand to stop, and more than a thousand totem warriors behind him all stopped moving forward.

"Patriarch, is this the sinkhole?"

"I'm afraid you'll be caught if you go straight in."

Hong and the others followed behind Xia Tuo, speaking one after another.

Xia Tuo shook his head. The deer went in and had no choice but to back out. It is conceivable how complicated the underground of the Tiankeng is.

He is not stupid.

Don't do business at a loss.

"Come on!"

While waving his hands, one of the clan soldiers came up with a wooden box on his back.

The box was put down and opened, and there were densely packed beast cores inside. Of course, these beast cores were all carved by the witch hall.

Well, ten thousand pieces.

Facing the guy in the depths of the tiankeng, Xia Tuojue is better off using krypton gold.

Saving time and effort can also reduce casualties, and the most important thing is to make less military exploits.