Chapter 49 Dragon Tribe

On the mountain where Diwu Xuan had been, where the first generation of witches set up the totem, a group of people were resting.

They were strong and muscular, with a bunch of wild animal teeth on their necks, and they all looked extremely wild.

"Wooah Bala Gula..."

The biggest man looked up at the sky and said something, and immediately someone left to cut down trees and make a fire.

This leader-like existence checked the nearby traces, and finally sat down on the place where the fire totem was set up. Then, his body radiated a golden light.

"Roar..."

Faintly, there were dragon roars and tiger roars coming from his body, responding to his extraordinaryness.

The shortest one in their team immediately knelt on the ground with his butt raised high.

The others laughed, mocking the short kneeling man.

"Bala Ula, Kulasuha..."

The words he spoke were more rhythmic and varied than those of the Fire Tribe, Earth Tribe, Water Tribe, etc., as if they had formed a language instead of just making a sound of "wuwu".

"Wuwuwu, Wuwuwu..."

The kneeling man spoke, but his language was almost the same as the Fire Tribe's. It was obvious that he could understand what these people said, but he couldn't speak it.

What he meant was: The Sword Tribe had never seen any tribes here. When they first came here, there were only four tribes on the other side of the mountain. They killed three and one ran away.

It turned out that this primitive man was a witch of the Sword Tribe. They went north just to open up their territory. Although there is also a Sword Tribe here, its headquarters is in the south.

And these burly guys in front of him, whom he called messengers, were existences that they could not afford to offend.

After hearing his answer, the man who looked like a leader kicked him with some dissatisfaction, and then asked another round of questions.

"Woo, woo, woo, woo..."

The witch of the Knife Tribe knew the answer to this question. He hurriedly answered, fearing that he would be punished again.

He said: In the jungle, they went towards the rising sun. Three or four cold days ago, people from the Knife Tribe saw them. They were totem warriors like the messengers.

This time, the answer of the Knife Tribe witch made the leader very satisfied. He did not beat the Knife Tribe witch again, but just asked him to get out of the way. After the

Knife Tribe witch left, he looked around again, and found nothing else, so he waited for the woodcutters to come back.

Soon the woodcutter came back with a bundle of firewood, and someone else came forward to drill wood to make fire. When the flames started, someone came back carrying a wild boar.

They released the power of the golden totem, allowing the power to spread to the stone knife, dismembered the wild boar with the stone knife, and roasted it for food.

You know, the Fire Tribe still has the habit of eating raw food, but this tribe, without the totem fire, drilled wood to make fire and roasted meat, which is obviously more civilized than them.

Judging from the posture of these people, they are heading for the Fire Tribe. I don’t know if being targeted by such a group of people is a blessing or a curse.

At present, the Fire Tribe is completely unaware of this. Whether it is the Fire Tribe belonging to the spherical totem or the Fire Tribe belonging to the fifth Xuan, they know nothing.

They rested for a day at the top of the mountain, and then began to walk down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain, they thought the wizard of the Sword Tribe was too slow, so the leader carried him on his shoulders, like a wild animal, which made the wizard have no respect for him.

The wizard of the Sword Tribe did not dare to say a word, and even when he was hurt by the bumps, he did not dare to make a sound.

Soon, they came to the first station of the Sword Tribe here. There was also a totem fire and a wizard here, but he had to obey the orders of the wizard who was carried here.

"Woo woo woo..."

As soon as the wizard of the Sword Tribe landed, he didn't care about the discomfort in his body and immediately opened his mouth to tell these people: the envoy of the Dragon Tribe has arrived, and asked everyone to prepare delicious food to entertain him.

The leader of the Dragon Tribe ignored his meaning, stepped forward, stretched out his hand, pressed him on the head and pushed him away, and strode directly to the totem fire of the tribe.

"Drums and bangs..."

"Woo, woo, woo..."

The wizard of the Sword Tribe who was pushed aside did not show any dissatisfaction. He quickly followed again and immediately answered the question of the leader of the Dragon Tribe.

He said: This place once belonged to a grass tribe, which was destroyed by them, but the totem stone was not found.

The leader of the Dragon Tribe glanced at him with disdain, took a step forward, and stepped directly into the totem fire.

The seven-zhang-high Sword Tribe totem fire immediately rose again, with a tendency to rise to nine zhang high.

The leader of the Dragon Tribe was not panicked. He released the golden totem power, and the totem fire of the Sword Tribe was instantly extinguished like fire encountering water.

He was still not satisfied, so he raised his feet and kicked left and right, directly kicking out the totem fire and wiping off the ashes on it.

Some people from the Sword Tribe were dissatisfied, but they dared not speak out.

The eyes of the resident witch were full of grief, but he could only cover his eyes with his hands, and he didn't even dare to let those people see him crying.

The people from the Dragon Tribe were hot-tempered, and they would beat and scold them if they didn't like them.

The Sword Tribe couldn't afford to offend these people.

The leader of the Dragon Tribe sat down cross-legged, and the golden light around him became much brighter. He carefully felt the power floating around nearby.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked to the east, which was the direction of the Fire Tribe.

"Bulasakla..."

He said, and then looked at the Sword Tribe witch with a puzzled look.

"Bulasakalama, Ulawu."

"Wuwuwu..."

Facing the question of the leader of the Dragon Tribe, he immediately answered: He knew very little about that tribe over there.

The leader of the Dragon Tribe glared at him again in dissatisfaction. Fortunately, the two were far enough apart, otherwise he would probably attack again.

After resting here for a night, the Dragon Tribe moved forward again and came to the place where the Water Tribe used to be stationed. There were also people from the Sword Tribe and Totem Fire here.

He stepped forward to put out the totem fire as usual. This time he felt for a long time but found nothing.

According to him, the Water Tribe should be completely destroyed.

He continued to move forward and came to the place where the Earth Tribe was. This time, before he could step forward, the Knife Tribe shaman directly asked the shaman here to put out the totem fire. He

was always stepped on like this. He felt that every step fell on his face, which was a loss of dignity.

The leader of the Dragon Tribe was very dissatisfied with the actions of the Knife Tribe shaman. He enjoyed the pleasure of violent demolition, but was beaten by the Knife Tribe shaman. For this reason, he kicked the Knife Tribe shaman on the crotch and almost crippled him.

The leader of the Dragon Tribe began to comprehend, but the witch of the Sword Tribe was beside him, thinking that the totems of the Earth Tribe had been destroyed by them, so what was the point of comprehending?

He was thinking with dissatisfaction, when he suddenly saw the Dragon Tribe looking west, as if he had comprehended something in that direction.

"No card, Bayer..."

Someone came forward to ask, and the witch of the Sword Tribe listened carefully.

"Las Badu Laye..."

This made the Sword Tribe frown. According to the description of the witch of the Dragon Tribe, there was an Earth Tribe over there, but it seemed that something had changed. He didn't say what the change was.

He didn't say, and the witch of the Sword Tribe didn't dare to ask, so he could only wait quietly.

"Being ground Lasi Kuba..."

He asked the witch of the Sword Tribe to let those who met the Fire Tribe take them into the jungle and look for the Fire Tribe in the direction of the rising sun.

Upon hearing that they were leaving, the witch of the Sword Tribe breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they didn't stay in the Sword Tribe, they could die and the witch wouldn't care.