10,000 years before elves

"What is that?!"

He Chen lost his voice and said.

The hill in front of him turned around, and then he could see the whole thing clearly.

Powerful crocodile!

This powerful crocodile is covered in scars, and the large and small scars make it look very fierce.

In particular, there are three scratches on the left eye, which may have been left by some kind of elf, which makes it look even more fierce.

"roar--"

The powerful crocodile turned around and stared at He Chen with both eyes.

An overwhelming coercion came from the powerful crocodile.

He Chen suddenly felt that his hair stood on end, the power of the waveguide began to operate spontaneously, and even the deeper suppressed superpowers almost couldn't help but burst out.

The Meili sheep he was holding, Luanruan, jumped out of his arms, raised his head and screamed at the powerful crocodile, with electric lights flashing on his body, and he knew he was very brave.

"Alright Crocodile!"

At this time, Yang beside He Chen suddenly made a sound.

All pressure disappeared.

"How many times have I told you! Don't scare the little kid! If you don't listen, you just don't listen!"

Yang Yizong jumped from one side of the river to the other, then walked forward carelessly, walked up to the powerful crocodile, and raised his right hand.

Then He Chen saw the powerful crocodile whimpering in extreme grievance and lowering his head slightly.

"Boom!"

The powerful crocodile was knocked on the head by Yang, just like an ignorant child being knocked on the head by his parents.

He Chen was stunned.

He and Ruanruan looked at each other in disbelief.

He Chen just saw the powerful crocodile outside the Haoyang tribe and thought that the Haoyang tribe was attacked!

From this point of view, the Haoyang tribe is protected by the powerful crocodile.

There is such a big giant crocodile sitting at the door, and other elves dare not approach it.

Just like the effect of Grandpa Baidie's field.

After teaching the powerful crocodile, Yang waved to them and let them pass. He Chen picked up the Meili sheep, jumped over the river, and walked towards the Haoyang tribe.

The closer he got to the powerful crocodile, the more frightened He Chen felt.

It is different from the previous elves like Arbor.

This powerful crocodile is probably at least at the elite level, but its ferocity cannot be compared to the king-level Arbo monster.

The king-level Arbo monster is just big.

And this powerful crocodile, although not big, looks like a veteran who has experienced many battles.

Brutal and violent.

Every look in his eyes was full of murderous intent, looking at He Chen's vitals.

Although he knew that the powerful crocodile would not hurt him, He Chen still had a smart idea.

Oh my god, I can't afford to offend you.

"Boom!"

"How many times have I told you to be nice to me? If you had gotten rid of this problem, I would have brought you into the tribe."

Yang hit the crocodile hard again.

The powerful crocodile felt aggrieved and simply looked up at the sky instead of He Chen.

"It's okay, it's okay, I just don't get used to it."

He Chen saw that this child was extremely aggrieved, and he looked like an aggrieved young man.

If it wasn't so big, didn't have so many scars, and wasn't so ferocious, it would be more like, well, there would be no need for those fangs.

"I snatched this kid from a pack of big wolfhounds when I was a kid and raised him. He followed me everywhere in fights when he was a kid. When he grew up, he followed me in fights everywhere."

Yang touched the body of the powerful crocodile. The two-meter-long man only touched his waist. He sighed: "It's been a hundred years..."

The powerful crocodile lowered his head and gently rubbed the sun. He didn't feel fierce at all.

Just like a pair of brothers, one is the elder brother and the other is the younger brother.

As for Yang's age, He Chen was not surprised either.

Various prehistoric tree fruits and elf meat have strong energy. In addition, these people have special abilities to nourish them, and their lifespans are much longer than ordinary people.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the tribe."

Yang asked the powerful crocodile to continue to guard here, and then took He Chen toward the tribe.

After passing the powerful crocodile, He Chencai looked at the Haoyang tribe.

The Haoyang tribe is very large.

A large area on the grassland is filled with buildings of the Haoyang tribe, including various

He Chen felt that the Haoyang tribe would have to have 10,000 people to occupy such a large area.

Ten thousand people.

A number that made He Chen envious.

The closer he got to the Haoyang tribe, the more He Chen felt a sense of prosperity.

prehistoric prosperity.

Some elves jumped back and forth between the buildings full of primitive flavor, and the people of Haoyang also shuttled back and forth between the tribes, appearing extremely orderly.

However, He Chen estimated that the people from the Haoyang hunting team were out hunting, so most of the houses were empty.

"Yang Witch, you're back!"

"Yang Witch, look at the elf egg that my mother gave me!"

Some elderly women and children around said hello.

"Yang Wu, the Yunjiao tribe came to our pasture two days ago to hunt, but we drove them away. Then most of the shamans in Chongyan died. It is said that it was because of the invasion of the Great Sword Ghost tribe. In addition..."

Suddenly, a man with a slender figure appeared out of nowhere.

It's just that this man is wearing something like a mask to cover his face, so only his eyes can be seen.

Kakashi, it's you!

As soon as this man saw the sun, he started talking a lot.

He Chen felt very much like the secretary in his previous life.

"This is Siam, a lone ranger."

Yang was helpless.

"The Lone Ranger?"

He Chen was surprised.

Why does this look like a member of the Haoyang tribe?

Moreover, this lone ranger clearly knows everything about your Haoyang tribe.

"right."

Yang became increasingly helpless: "I can't drive him away even if I rush him."

"As long as I can't beat you, I won't leave!"

Balabala's sickle suddenly stopped beside him, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

However, Yang yawned: "He came out of nowhere and said he was a witch who has been challenging various tribes and has been selected several times."

Yang didn't say what he said next, but He Chen could guess that this man died in Yang's place.

Although Yang's waveguide power is not particularly strong, but having experienced many battles, He Chen estimated that he could barely use his released ability to fight Yang for a few rounds.

But if you get close, you will die.

"By the way, this kid is also a witch. Do you want to try picking him out?"

Yang was very annoyed when he saw the fighting spirit on Siam's face.

"witch?"

The burning eyes of the sickle immediately looked at He Chen.

"Fight!"

He immediately pulled out a stone knife from his back.

He Chen was stunned.

Then something happened that left He Chen even more speechless.

"Shh-"

Sickle put his fingers into his mouth and blew a sharp whistle.

"roar!!"

A roar came from the distant jungle.

A figure flew out.

An elf!

This elf has red wings and a blue body. It flies in the air and gradually approaches Haoyang.

Xiaolan, the powerful crocodile outside the Haoyang tribe, had already sat down and closed his eyes to rest. When he sensed the elf's approach, he opened one eye and glanced at it for a few times before paying attention.

Storm salamander!

He Chen was surprised.

The Storm Salamander is a very powerful half-level elf, and it can be seen that this Storm Salamander has been cultivated very well by the sickle.

Sickle pointed the knife at He Chen impassionedly:

"Let's go! The unknown witch from the unknown tribe, fight my violent newt! Where is your monster?"

He Chen looked at the thin and limp Meili Yang.

He Chen: "???"