Prehistoric: Beginning with mediating creation

Luo Zu looked at the sky in the distance and saw that the giant with three heads and six arms had already stepped into the void. Six old fists were hitting the head of the colorful pheasant fiercely. During the period, there were sparks and lightning. Even though it was thousands of miles away, Luo Zu felt a burning smell in the air, as if the air was burnt.

But as he punched down, a circle of translucent green halo with constantly flowing demonic characters appeared around the colorful pheasant, firmly protecting the colorful pheasant and preventing him from being hit by the heavy punches.

And the colorful pheasant was also constantly fighting back, and the wings on its body, like a cloud brocade shawl, kept spitting out thousands of rays of light, piercing the giant like cow hair.

The two fought very fiercely, neither gave in, and kept attacking each other. Moreover, Luo Zu felt that many vitality in the air were turbulent, and it was no longer just the previous gold vitality.

Whoosh!

The next moment, the gold energy suddenly stopped turbulent, because they all disappeared without a trace.

Luo Zu didn't know where they went, but in an instant, he couldn't even blink once, and they all disappeared.

In the next moment, he saw an extreme light, which turned into an arrow, pierced the body of the colorful pheasant, and passed through.

"Dayi!!" The colorful pheasant let out a sharp cry.

But the giant who was fighting with him took this opportunity to grab its slender neck, and then pulled it, and with his other hand, he took an axe from somewhere and chopped it hard.

Snap!

In an instant, the wind and rain came, and the colorful pheasant was quickly dismembered by the giant's axe, and its body was scattered in all directions, scattered on this thousand-mile mountain and river.

But as soon as the colorful pheasant was dismembered, a huge pheasant phantom appeared in the air, and then pecked the giant hard.

However, the giant had been prepared. The python on his waist opened its mouth and sucked, and actually swallowed the soul of the pheasant.

"Qiu Zhi, you broke your oath and deceived the hot witch tribe. Today I will kill you and fulfill the oath."

As soon as the colorful pheasant died, the giant pointed to the sky and roared.

The language he spoke was the witch language used in the prehistoric land, not a local language.

"Shi! You will rebuild the hot witch tribe." The giant then said.

As he gave the order, Luo Zu heard a response from afar: "Yes."

After the response, the giant's figure disappeared and turned into a beam of light, disappearing in an instant.

And now this urgent wind and rain slowly stopped, the sky gradually darkened, everything returned to the previous dark night, but the surroundings were still silent.

Luo Zu's Yangshen slowly fell back into the flesh, took a few deep breaths, and let the flesh return to its previous state.

Luo Zu saw this sudden fight between the gods, but he was somewhat relieved in his heart, not as confused as before, after all, he knew both sides.

This was a fight between the witch and the demon tribe, one side was Qiu Zhi, and the other side was the help requested by the hot witch tribe.

Luo Zu was just curious about one thing, that is, were they found by Tang?

Calculating the time, Tang had been away from here for a year, maybe she really found the superior tribe of the hot witch tribe.

Luo Zu couldn't be sure, the prehistoric world was very big, and there were many dangers. Her road would be full of thorns and dangers, and she would fall on the road if she was not careful.

Journey to the West was probably not as dangerous as her.

But now the superior tribe of the hot witch tribe has come, and the chief of the Qiu Zhi demon tribe has also been killed, so her revenge can be regarded as avenged.

Afterwards, Luo Zu's tribesmen woke up one by one, all at a loss, and didn't know what was going on.

Luo Zu didn't say much, just asked everyone to gather on a plain at the foot of the mountain, light a bonfire, and wait for the dawn.

During this period, Luo Zu made a special trip to Hutou Village, where there were still more than 500 people, and there must be no chaos.

When he arrived at Hutou Village, everyone was in order. Upon asking, it turned out that it was a child of Huowa who was maintaining order.

Huowa had many children, but he could only recognize seven of them.

Luo Zu sometimes teased that Calabash Boy had grown up to be his grandfather.

Of course, there was no such word as grandfather in this era, nor was there a grandfather.

Many times, it was not easy to remember the generation of parents, and the generation after that was a little confusing.

Huowa's child also had a name, Luo, a girl, who was older than Luo Zu, about fifty.

But the fifty of the prehistoric human race was not long ago, not middle-aged, but the skin was a little rough after being weathered, but the appearance was still the same as when he was eighteen.

Luo Zu gave Luo some encouragement and praise, and then asked her to arrange the villagers of Hutou Village, and the strange thing just now was over.

Luo Zu's prestige among the "Shantou Cave People" has long been unmatched, and I'm afraid only the mother goddess Nuwa can compare with him.

Everyone believes in every word he says and will obey it.

Then Luo Zu returned to Luoxiang and waited for the sun to rise with his tribe.

Nothing happened in the second half of the night, and the drizzle that had been falling for more than a month had stopped.

In the morning, Luo Zu specially called all the main figures of the tribe to hold a meeting.

He told everyone what he saw and heard last night.

Tie Tou Wa, who had personally experienced the incident with Tang, raised his hand first: "Chief, will Tang come back?"

Luo Zu replied with a stern face: "I don't know."

"Chief, are we going to find Re?" Tie Tou Wa asked again.

Luo Zu waved his hand: "No."

It's not that he hadn't thought about this matter. The main reason is that in the map given to him by Tang, the original site of the Re Wu Tribe was more than ten thousand miles away from Luoxiang, and there was no telling how many dangers there were in the middle, and who knew where the witch named "Shi" would put the new address of the Re Wu Tribe.

Luo Zu still wanted to guard this corner of the land first, and slowly develop it until he could cover the sky with one hand...

Thinking of this, Luo Zu looked at the sky again.

There were still continuous mountains and blue clouds, so he couldn't see Buzhou Mountain.

He really wanted to take a look at Buzhou Mountain before it was knocked down, and see how magnificent the Pangu Spine, which was described by the elders of the tribe, was.

There was no great ambition to become a saint or a Buddha. His current practice was stumbling all the way, let alone Daluo and Hunyuan.

"Chief, what should we do?" Huowa asked.

Luo Zu thought for a while: "Continue the topic of last night."

On the location of the third settlement.

But Luo Zu thought of another thing, that is, most of the gold in this land had been taken away, and now the land under his feet...

Luo Zu used the Yangshen Dharma Eye to observe the soil he grabbed from the ground.

The gold is indeed less than before, at least 50% lower.

So...

What about that valley?

Luo Zu didn't even attend the meeting, and immediately led everyone to the valley.

As expected, after testing, he found that 70% of the gold element of the mountain range connected to the valley had been extracted...

"That arrow..." Luo Zu thought of the arrow shot last night.

It was really a waste.