After the Ant Tribe obtained the power of witchcraft, they changed the situation of being beaten up just now and fought back and forth with the warriors of the Black Snake Tribe, and the casualty rate was much lower than before.

They are totem warriors who have experienced many battles. They just lost the power of the totem. Once they regain the power, how can they be worse than the people of the Black Snake Tribe?

Although this witchcraft stimulates the potential in their bodies and cannot last as long as the real power of totem, it is enough to support them to finish this one-sided war.

After performing the witchcraft, Chishao returned to the rear of the battlefield to treat the wounded.

However, she had just finished applying medicine to a wounded soldier when she turned around and spat out a mouthful of blood. Her body shook slightly a few times and her face turned extremely pale.

"Wu, what's wrong with you?"

The people around were panicking. The witch is the spiritual leader of a tribe. Once something happens to the witch, it will be a spiritual collapse for ordinary tribesmen.

Chishao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and said, "I'm fine, I just used too much magic power. You must not tell the leader, lest he be distracted."

Since arriving at Mangzhu Mountain, Chishao has performed two large-scale witchcrafts in succession.

One of them was to convey orders to the Bamboo Rat Tribe, and the other was to strengthen the warriors of the Ant Tribe. Both of these large-scale witchcrafts consume a lot of witchcraft power and soul power.

Even though she had reached the level of a great witch, she could not withstand continuous use of such large-scale witchcraft, and both her body and soul suffered some damage.

Under everyone's worried gaze, Chishao took a few homemade witch medicine pills, and when he felt a little better, he said to everyone, "I'm fine now, don't worry, just continue to treat the wounded."

The wounded from the front line were still being sent in continuously. Chishao and everyone else continued to treat them busy and intensively. Even though her body was already shaky, she still refused to rest.

…

On Mangzhu Mountain, the Bamboo Rat God and the two demigod giant rats went on a killing spree. Even the Bamboo Rat Tribe warriors and those big bamboo rats who had been hiding underground dared to come out and attack.

The leader of the Black Snake tribe, Sheya, watched Wu Zhan die, and watched thousands of warriors of the tribe being slaughtered. They were terrified and fled down the mountain. Even his mount was captured by the huge purple eagle in the sky.

He raised his head to look up at the sky. High in the sky, the Black Snake God was tightly entangled by the terrifying divine vine, and was attacked from time to time by the giant ape and mountain turtle. It seemed that he was about to be defeated.

Sheya smiled painfully and helplessly: "It's over, it's all over..."

Sheya knew very well that in such a one-sided and surrounded war, almost no warrior of the Black Snake Tribe would survive and they would all die.

Because that's what they did when they raided those small tribes.

It's just that he didn't expect that it would be his turn so soon.

It was not until this moment that he suddenly realized that the Black Snake Tribe seemed to have been fooled.

The reason why the Bamboo Rat Tribe stayed in the cave instead of fleeing directly when the Black Snake Tribe's army was approaching was because they wanted to act as a bait.

When the Black Snake Tribe took the bait, they were doomed to fail.

But he realized it too late. At this point, the destruction of the Black Snake Tribe was almost a foregone conclusion.

“Chichichi…”

A giant demigod rat with blood-thirsty eyes rushed over here, its target was Snake Fang.

“Come on!”

This time, Sheya didn't run away. He roared, raised his spear and stabbed the demigod rat with all his might.

However, although the demigod giant rat looks huge, it is actually extremely agile.

It twisted its body to avoid the spear, then rushed to Snake Fang, bit him in half, and began to gnaw on him.

Snakefang uttered a few final howls and then died.

The nearby Black Snake Tribe warriors witnessed all of this, and some shouted in horror: "The leader is dead, the leader is dead..."

This shout completely destroyed the fighting spirit of the Black Snake Tribe warriors. They gave up fighting and fled in all directions.

Among them, some were killed by warriors from the Teng tribe and its affiliated tribes, some managed to escape from Mangzhu Mountain, and some surrendered and became prisoners.

This tribal war in Mangzhu Mountain ended with the victory of the Teng tribe and its affiliated tribes.

However, although the war on the ground was won, the battle between the totem gods in the sky continued.

When the Black Snake God found that he was unable to defeat this hateful divine vine and most of the Black Snake tribe members on the ground had been killed or injured, he finally panicked.

It realized that if it continued fighting, it would most likely die here.

The Black Snake God decisively gave up the fight and planned to escape from this place temporarily.

After all, snakes can regenerate their offspring and rebuild their tribe, but if it is gone, everything will be gone.

However, the Black Snake God wanted to run away, but the divine vine did not want to let it go.

“Buzz!”

I saw the huge divine vine bursting out with dazzling divine light, and it seemed that a green sun rose in the sky.

“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…”

Countless vines grew in the wind, quickly interweaving in the sky, and eventually formed a dragnet that firmly trapped the Black Snake God inside.

“Bang!”

The black snake god slammed into the vine net fiercely, but the vine net was extremely tough and did not bear any force at all. The places that were hit just twisted a few times before returning to their original shape.

The black snake god tried to shrink his body and get out of the mesh.

However, the divine vine seemed to have guessed its movements long ago. When it shrank, the vine net also shrank. When it grew larger, the vine net also grew larger, leaving it no chance to escape.

The Black Snake God was anxious, and roared, "Green Ivy, you have already won, why are you still forcing me? Do you want to die with me?"

Shen Teng responded calmly: "Die together? No, you don't deserve it."

The Black Snake God was completely furious. Since he became a god, he had never been looked down upon like this.

The Black Snake God raised his head to the sky and roared, "Then you come and try!"

"puff……"

The black snake god opened its bloody mouth, showing its tubular fangs, then raised its head and spewed out a large amount of terrible venom.

As soon as these venomous liquids came into contact with the vine web, they quickly corroded the green vines. The toxins even spread along the vines towards the body of the divine vine.

This terrible snake venom made the giant ape and the mountain turtle change color. They immediately retreated several thousand meters without hesitation, for fear of being contaminated by even a little bit of it.

“Crack!”

The divine vine decisively gave up on those vines that were already contaminated with snake venom, and then grew more vines, continuing to entangle the Black Snake God layer by layer.

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The black snake god continued to spray snake venom, hoping to kill the divine vine, or at least corrode a gap in the vine web so that it could escape from this place.

In the sky, the two totem gods of the two tribes continued to fight. The venom and new vines were constantly being consumed. It depended on who could not hold on first.

Gradually, the venom of the Black Snake God was no longer as strong as it was at the beginning, and the new vines on the divine vine grew slower and slower.

Just when the Black Snake God thought he finally had a chance to escape.

Suddenly, Shen Teng shouted in the direction of Mangzhu Mountain: "Come!"

“Clatter…”

On Mangzhu Mountain and on the large ships docked by the Nan River, large totem flags lit up one after another, and dazzling green vines emerged from the totem flags.

Then, all the green vines flew towards the divine vine in the sky, and quickly merged with it, infusing it with a vast divine power.

Even the members of the Teng tribe did not expect that these totem flags that looked ordinary on a daily basis actually concealed such magical powers.

What they didn't know was that Shen Teng had already anticipated that a situation like today would occur.

In order to prevent the central clone from running out of divine power, the original body of the vine god had already dispersed a large amount of divine power and sealed it in the totem flags, waiting to be used at the critical moment.

Sure enough, after the divine power of the divine vine was replenished, its momentum became even stronger than before.

The Black Snake God watched this miraculous scene happen with his own eyes, and suddenly fell into despair.

“Ka-ka-ka…”

In the sky, the divine vine launched an attack again. The terrifying vine net began to shrink rapidly, tightening the Black Snake God tighter and tighter.

"No, you can't kill me!"

The Black Snake God finally panicked. He realized belatedly that this divine vine was far more powerful and mysterious than it had seen, and that he was really in danger of dying.

However, the divine vine no longer paid any attention to it.

Not only did the vine net become tighter and tighter, but a large number of small vines with extremely sharp ends grew on it.

These small vines drilled into the black snake god's scales and wounds on its body, and then frantically absorbed its flesh and blood and divine power.

The Black Snake God struggled hard, but it had consumed too much of its divine power in the fight just now, and now it no longer had enough strength to break free.

"ah……"

Gradually, the Black Snake God was completely wrapped by the green vines, and even his screams became lower and lower.

However, the aura of the divine vine in the sky gradually became stronger than before, mysterious and terrifying.

The giant ape and the mountain turtle looked at each other and knew that the battle was completely over.

They shrank their bodies one after another and returned to their respective tribesmen.

On the hilltop near Mangzhu Mountain, the old witch witnessed the occurrence, progress and end of the war with his own eyes.

He looked at the sacred vine in the sky and muttered to himself, "How terrible! Fortunately, the Eagle Tribe does not live in the Southern Wilderness, and is not hostile to this monster-like tribe. Otherwise..."

The old witch smiled bitterly and shook his head. Compared with monsters like the Vine Tribe, the Eagle Tribe that he once was proud of seemed no longer powerful.

"The war is over, and it's time for us to go back."

The old witch patted the feathers of the giant black eagle, then climbed up the rope ladder and onto its back.

“Huff…”

The black giant eagle looked at the divine vine in the sky with fear. It didn't even dare to cry out and flew away from the divine vine.

On the Nan River, Qingye had just arrived near Mangzhu Mountain riding a big crocodile. However, she was told by the Fuji tribe warriors guarding the boat that the battle was over.

"Is it...over?"

Qingye stood on the back of the big crocodile, staring blankly in the direction of Mangzhu Mountain, and was a little at a loss for a moment. (End of this chapter)