Primitive Tribe Adventure

"Haha..."

The storm saw with his own eyes that he could have such a destructive power by waving his arm unintentionally, and he laughed again, the laughter was greater than the last time, and his body trembled, and finally he couldn't straighten his waist.

The storm's heart was filled with intense joy, so that he didn't care about his image at all, and it seemed a little funny.

On weekdays, people can't help but smile when they see him, but now no one thinks he is funny, especially the heads of the various tribes and their tribes who come to watch the ceremony. The eyes that look at him are even more revealing. Strong vigilance.

Although the storm's series of actions were not deliberate, nor did he want to show off his strength, his every move did show part of his true strength after becoming a metamorphosis fighter.

As a result, people have made a prediction about his strength, which is very terrifying. If he fights against him, if his opponent is not the same metamorphic warrior, I am afraid that his life will be instantly under his claws.

"No worries!"

After seeing all this in his eyes, the situation felt relieved, as if he had unloaded a big rock on his heart, and the whole person was much more relaxed.

Originally, he still had some concerns.

Although he pushed everything to the sky, and successfully fooled the past, freeing him and the entire tribe from the crisis, there is no absolute strength in the tribe, and there is still great resistance to unify the entire Reze .

Feng Yun has a relatively large ambition. At the beginning of deciding to help the tribe return to Reze, he set a goal to make his tribe become the ruler of Reze.

Only in this way can his inventions and creations be best promoted in Lei Ze, have the greatest impact, and can also bring the fullest improvement to his strength.

However, when he learned that there was a metamorphosis warrior in Lei Ze, and there was more than one, Feng Yun immediately realized that it would not be easy to unify the entire Lei Ze.

The greatest resistance was now resolved in a way he had never thought of.

Thanks to the help of the evolved totem—Fire Jiao, he, Wu Wu, and Storm were all turned into metamorphic warriors in one go, which is equivalent to giving the tribe the strong capital to unify Lei Ze.

The black crow tribe has been able to dominate Lei Ze for so many years, in the final analysis, is it because the crow tyrant is a metamorphic warrior?

Now the tribe has three transformation warriors at once. Even if some people have objections to the firefly tribe becoming the ruler of Lei Ze, they only dare to vent in their hearts, or find a place where no one is there, and absolutely dare not stand Come out and clearly object.

In other words, just don't avoid major changes. It is already a certainty that the Firefly Tribe will become the ruler of Lei Ze.

"offer!"

However, the calmest of the three people is the witch, who completed the transformation all at once, which can be described as a great happy event, but he can still remain calm and follow the steps to continue the remaining steps of the sacrifice.

After becoming a metamorphosis warrior, the witch's voice seemed to have a certain power, which instantly calmed down the tribe.

"Yes!"

Some Huojiao tribe warriors who had been assigned tasks for the sacrifice immediately responded and started to take action. They lifted up a savage beast whose limbs were tied and walked towards the altar.

The nine savage beasts sacrificed before were only part of the sacrifice. To complete the sacrifice, more sacrifices were needed.

It didn't take long before the huge altar was occupied by various brutal beasts, filling up the surrounding totem poles.

I don't know if it was frightened by the terrifying aura from the fire scorpion on the totem pole. The savage beasts that were sent to the altar as a sacrifice were motionless, and seemed to have accepted their fate.

Feng Yun stepped forward, drew out the bone knives, pierced the brutal beasts' chests, and suddenly a **** arrow flew out.

When all the brutal beasts were killed by Fengyun, the blood they shed far exceeded the limit that the altar could contain, and began to flow under the altar.

Seen from below, a stream of bright red blood meanders down the edge of the altar. While dyeing the altar red, it also reveals a strong and fierce air.

"Moo!"

After the brute beast had soaked the altar, the fire scorpion standing upright on the totem pole finally reacted with a low roar, and then shrank and retreated into the totem pole.

In the next instant, a strong breath burst out from the totem pole, covering the altar. Wherever it went, the corpses of the sacrificial beasts instantly turned into powder, destructive. Strongly appalling.

However, Fengyun and the eight other tribesmen standing on the altar were not attacked. They were pushed out from the altar by the breath, and fell on the altar, intact.

Feng Yunzai did not feel the threat, and decisively gave up resisting, letting the aura from the totem pole send him down the altar.

Before his feet could stand firmly on the ground, Fengyun looked at the altar, and his instinct told him that sending him and the eight tribesmen off the altar was not the end, on the contrary, it was just the beginning.

He wanted to see what new changes the altar would have in the coming time.

What happened next did not disappoint him.

A force of nature descended from the sky, using the totem pole as the carrier, and entered the altar, part of it was integrated into the altar, and the other part was fused with the blood of the wild beast and the remains of the wild beast turned into powder.

With the addition of the power of nature, the blood of the wild beasts and their powdered remains are like boiled porridge, quickly boiling.

In the process, strands of red smoke-like things rose up, gathered in the air, and turned into the appearance of savage beasts. It was the savage beast that was brought to the altar as a sacrifice not long ago. More, no less, all there, no shortage of one.

The savage beasts transformed from the red mist looked painful and wanted to escape, but they couldn't escape at all, they could only open their mouths and make a roar.

They didn't really make a sound, but everyone under the altar did hear their roar, not through their ears, but directly in their minds.

As time went by, the blood of the brutal beasts and their bodies turned into powdery debris moved, and began to wander around the altar, and the number became less and less, seeming to have penetrated into the interior of the altar.

After about a quarter of an hour, the blood of the wild beasts and their bodies turned into powder completely disappeared, and this time the altar also changed its appearance.

Originally, the altar was built with mud, but now the altar seems to have nothing to do with the soil. It is strong, delicate, and sturdy... it has become a material similar to jade.

The change of the altar is not over yet, and in the end, the numerous wild beasts that were transformed from the red mist were also dragged down by it, becoming a part of it, and turning into a vivid relief covering its surroundings.

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