Devil Seeds

Wang Yu succeeded, he broke through the upper limit and had the hundredth drop of true blood.

Afterwards, with one's own hard work and perseverance, one hundred drops of true blood can be superimposed drop by drop.

One day it will condense into a drop of divine blood, possessing the ability to change the divine body.

At that time, he will become the top-level combat power divine body warrior in the general tribe.

However, Wang Yu's success is not the success of the Hu tribes.

Less than 30% to 40% of the young fighters came out of the various lairs of the ancient trees.

Most of the others had died in the lairs of wild beasts.

That's why the wild beasts didn't join forces to prevent these warriors from the Hu tribes from provoking.

And who would say no to delicious food delivered to your door?

As for those dead wild beasts...they will die, which means they are weak.

The weak are not worthy of sympathy in the wild world, let alone respect and cherish.

There was a burst of red-golden spots in the sky, flashing brilliantly.

The sun god bird stretched its wings, and then fell towards the Shenmu in the west.

Although the divine sun bird returned to the Shenmu, the afterglow it left still turned into a crimson sunset, and the entire mountain forest was dyed with a layer of red gold and crimson halo.

The hunting team of the Hu tribes returned quickly in tranquility. Compared with the noise at that time, everyone in the team was very quiet at this time.

Although barren people seem heartless, they are actually not insensitive to the passing away around them.

It's just that too much has passed away, and it gradually becomes numb.

When they gradually approached the Fu Zhu tribe, most of the people subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

If the desolate beasts hadn't gone mad, they wouldn't have invaded the tribe with the altar of the god, because that symbolized that the tribe was under the watchful eye of the god.

Although the passage between the gods and the human world has been cut off, every part of this world has not escaped the control of the gods.

Gods can ignore the insignificance of mortal creatures, but mortal creatures should not despise the magnificence of gods.

The majesty of God must be respected and protected.

"Finally... going home!" Wang Yu let out a sigh of relief. Even he himself didn't realize that he unconsciously regarded the Hu tribes as his home.

For a monk from another world, this is inconceivable in itself.

What's more...it's even more unbelievable that Wang Yu came from the Demon Cultivator of the Ten Demon Sects.

Of course, this is also in Ke Xiaoliang's plan.

The huge time ratio difference, as well as the huge income and income prospects, will make quite a few monks almost completely abandon reality.

When living in the wild world far exceeds the time in reality, then comparing the two, which one is reality and which one is illusion?

Suddenly, Wang Yu froze all over, feeling a very obvious murderous aura.

As a monk who grew up amid swords, swords, intrigues, Wang Yu is extremely sensitive to murderous intent.

Before he had time to think about it, Wang Yu directly fell off the huge prey he was carrying on his shoulders. With a dodge, he hid his huge body over five meters under the corpse of the desolate bird.

It wasn't until then that the terrifying sound of piercing through the air came.

A large number of arrows, although made of simple wood and bamboo, have a sharpness and sharpness that surpasses that of flying swords.

Just a little bit short, Wang Yu will be pierced by several arrows.

The corpse of the wild bird helped Wang Yu block the arrows.

Although the wild bird is dead, its feathers are still hard and its body is still strong.

The arrow, sharper and sharper than the flying sword, landed on the corpse of the wild bird, piercing the corpse with a large number of blood holes.

"Be careful, don't let out all the precious blood in the prey's corpse, aim more!" A hoarse voice came.

"Who is it? From another tribe?" Wang Yu was startled, holding a stone ax at the same time, ready to counterattack at any time.

In that wave of surprise attacks just now, a few more dead were added to the team that was already downsized on the way home.

This wave of husband tribes is really a big loss.

With a roar, on the side of the Hu tribes, the divine warriors protecting the team have all transformed.

Their divine bodies are all deer-headed and human, and their bodies are silver-white.

The strongest one among them, the overflowing divine power even covered the spear in his hand.

It also turned the spear into silver white.

This should be his usual weapon. The stone spear will change together with its owner after being scoured by divine power many times, and even change into more forms according to the owner's will, possessing even more terrifying power.

There were shadows all around, and more than 20 people appeared from behind the treetops, bushes, and rocks.

Among them, there are also divine fighters.

Although there was a wave of surprise attacks, these people did not plan to hide all the time and use the terrain advantage to carry out a siege.

I don't know if he doesn't understand the art of war, or if he is simply barbaric, rude and direct.

In fact...the sneak attack of these people has already surprised the fighters of the Fu Zhu tribe.

"It's from the Zhulu tribe! They are all good at using bows and arrows, everyone should be careful." A warrior from the Fuzhu tribe said.

Afterwards, divine power erupted, and he began to move quickly, turning into a white shadow in the forest.

The warriors of each tribe have different specialties because of their different bloodlines.

The fighters of the Zhui tribe are good at bows and arrows, while the fighters of the Fuzhu tribe have an advantage in speed. They are also good at finding herbs and making medicine pools, and they are very good at cultivating offspring.

Not every tribe is like the Fuzhu tribe, which can build a big medicine pool to let those young children grow up quickly.

"You actually attacked!"

"Could it be...have you violated the glory of your ancestors?" A divine body warrior from the Fu Zhu tribe asked angrily while launching a surprise attack.

His answer was a quick shot.

Each arrow is as swift as a thunderbolt.

But this divine warrior didn't escape all of them.

Although his speed was fast, he exposed his position because he said a few more words of nonsense.

Perhaps the eyes of the soldiers of the Lulu tribe could not keep up with his position, but their ears could tell where he was.

Fortunately, the warrior with the divine physique was shot in the shoulder by the tongue, which didn't affect the speed too much, otherwise, he would just die under the random arrows.

The silver radiance radiated everywhere, and the tall warriors of the tribes of the Fuzhu tribe stretched out their arms to bring up a piece of silver horse.

Dazzling and dazzling, the silver light flows like a stream under the moonlit night.

This divine warrior of the Hu tribe rushed towards the enemy without hesitation.

The arrows are as fast as rain, and they are shot densely, each of which has at least a thousand pounds of force, which is extremely terrifying.

But these arrows were easily shattered under the silver light.

The gap between divine body and non-divine body cannot be made up by strength and quantity.

Just like the gap between true gods and mortals, it cannot be made up by quantity.

It's a pity that the opponent also has divine fighters.

Among the warriors of the Hulu tribe, a warrior with a divine body manifested a posture of a divine body with three heads and six tails, and pulled out a tail feather behind him, turning it into a jet-black arrow, aiming at a divine body of the tribe. The soldier shoots away.

Goodnight everybody!