It is a few miles away from the mouth of the valley.

Nearly a hundred human figures were fighting in the forest, and there were also many wild beasts in the conflict.

It was so chaotic that it was difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy.

There are three parties at war.

The one with the numerical advantage was a group of black-clad men wearing Li costumes.

There were forty or fifty of them, all wielding crude stone axes, bone spears, and weapons, and they charged forward without fear of death. The bear head tattoo on their bare, blood-stained chests was particularly ferocious.

There are also three wizards among them, each commanding a huge black bear to fight.

The number of the other two parties was similar, both less than twenty.

One of them was wearing the light white clothes of the Miao people, with a strong wooden rattan armor hanging on their chests. Each of them held a sharp spear with a wooden handle and fought bravely with his opponent.

At their feet, a black dog would occasionally jump out, cooperating with the owner's attacks and biting the enemy's calves and heels.

The third party force is a group of tall barbarians with bull heads and bodies, roaring to the sky.

"Li tribe! Miao tribe! Tauren! How did they get together?" Wan Jianyi asked in astonishment.

Du Bishu was also puzzled by this - these Miao people were neatly dressed, and they were definitely not retail investors living alone.

"Yes, it should be quite a distance from Qilidong, the base camp of the Miao people, right?"

"That's right... Hey, they seem to be grabbing something!" You Ji pointed forward strangely.

At this moment, the three of them were hiding high on a giant locust tree, and they were all confused about what was happening.

The melee between the three parties was without any structure at all.

As long as they are not on their side, they will chop, bite, and beat them into a mess.

The Miao and Li people are feuding, and it is understandable that the two groups are in tit-for-tat; the barbarians like to eat people, and there is no doubt about fighting with the Miao people; but the Li people and the Niutou barbarians were cooperating to attack Fenxiang Valley not long ago, but now they are like enemies, which is somewhat surprising.

Following what You Ji pointed out, the two of them also saw what they were fighting for.

That's a dark wooden stick!

The wooden stick is as tall as a normal person, and the top is inlaid with a strange stone that is neither gold nor jade.

Bone jade staff!

Its name immediately popped into Du Bishu's mind.

its not right!

Logically speaking, it should be stored in the altar in Qilidong, so why does it appear here?

Moreover, at this moment, it is being held in the arms of a tall bull-headed barbarian, with eyes that are fascinated and caring, as if he is hugging his beloved lover.

Surrounding this barbarian, four brave tauren guards blocked all attacks and were covering him as he broke out little by little.

Both groups of Miao and Li people were approaching that direction. Whenever the Miao and Li people met, they immediately forgot about snatching the bone jade staff and started fighting endlessly.

…

After watching for a while, Du Bishu and the others seemed to understand something.

Although it is unclear how the bone jade staff got into the arms of the barbarians, it is the source of all the melee and fighting before them.

The barbarians are, of course, on the side of the beasts and monsters.

The Li people are in cahoots with beasts and monsters.

The bone jade black staff is related to the resurrection and birth of the beast monster. We must not let it fall into the hands of the Li tribe and the barbarian tribe!

Du Bishu turned sideways and looked at Wan Jianyi. Just as he was about to explain the reason, something happened in the melee ahead.

…

In the field.

Suddenly, a ghostly black shadow appeared behind a thick locust tree.

With a few flashes of his body, he came behind the bull-headed barbarian and sent the bone spear in his hand cleanly.

Poof!

The sharp bone spear penetrated diagonally upwards and directly touched the opponent's jaw.

Blood spurted out and fell on the ground in front of him.

"Moo~~"

"Moo~~"

The two tauren guarding him roared angrily, and immediately picked up the stone axes in their hands and slashed at the man in black.

The man in black laughed dryly, his pale right hand suddenly let go of the bone spear, quickly grabbed it forward, and pulled out the bone jade staff.

After that, he raised his right foot high and kicked the dying minotaur's vest, using the force of the counter-shock to retreat quickly.

Whoosh!

The black shadow flickered for a few times before falling back to the locust tree where it had been hiding.

Then, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Hahaha, you can't find anything even if you wear iron shoes, but it takes no effort at all to get there!"

While laughing, he raised his right arm and raised the bone jade staff high above his head.

The laughter was full of pride and madness.

The three parties in the melee immediately stopped fighting and quickly divided into three groups.

A group of Li people gathered around the man in black, watching the movements of the other two groups with vigilance, their brows filled with excitement.

Tauren side.

They also gathered around the injured Minotaur Barbarian.

The two guards hurriedly pressed pressure on the wound, but they still couldn't stop the blood from flowing out. The remaining tauren waved their weapons angrily and glared at the culprit opposite.

On the Miao side.

The crowd parted on their own initiative, and an old man in his early fifties came out.

The old man was tall and although there were strands of white hair on his temples, he was very energetic and his eyes were not angry but powerful.

From the respectful attitude of the Miao warriors on both sides, it can be seen that the old man has a high status in the clan.

The old man raised his eyes and stared at the laughing man in black. He coldly stretched out his right hand and spread his palm upward.

"Ahhetai, hand over the sacred bone staff to me! Otherwise, the Li people will never have peace again!"

The Middle-earth language he spoke was half-baked and stumbling, but this did not affect the threatening meaning in it.

The man in black is none other than Ahtai, the wizard of the Li ethnic group.

He is also the most trusted member of the Li clan chief.

Ahhetai seemed to have heard a big joke, and he slowly stopped laughing. He put down the bone jade staff and stabbed it heavily on the ground.

"Tuma Bone, it seems that you haven't figured out the situation yet. Two hundred years ago, you robbed the bone jade from our Li people, and then embedded it on the top of the bone staff, treating it as your own. Now, it's time to return it to its original owner.

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Then, he was proud of the dark appearance of the bone staff.

"As for your bone staff, just think of it as interest."

"You..." Tu Ma Gu was angry.

"Don't object in a hurry. If you are not convinced, you can wait until your great wizard returns to Qilidong and ask him to come to me! Oh, maybe Qilidong will have become the territory of the Li people by then."

Hearing Ahatai's proud words, a tall Li ethnic minority took the lead in raising the stone ax in his hand and cheered excitedly.

"Quali wow!"

"Quali wow!"

Other Li warriors immediately roared in agreement.

These bursts of cheers were so high-pitched and exciting that they seemed to resound throughout the entire primeval jungle.

Among the three forces, the Li people already had the upper hand in terms of numbers, and now that they have regained the sacred artifact that had been lost for two hundred years, they are even more powerful.

This condescending victor's attitude completely angered Tuma Gu.

First of all, the importance of sacred vessels to the Miao people is self-evident.

Furthermore, the great wizard had only been away for less than half a month, and they lost the sacred artifact. As the leader of the clan, he had no shirk in his responsibility.

Even if the manpower brought is limited, we must try our best to recapture the bone staff!

Tu Ma Gu's face was gloomy, and he raised his right arm solemnly, ready to wave it down.

The tauren beside him were even more impatient than him.

The bull-headed barbarians surrounded in the middle were silent, and their pair of bull eyes were as wide as copper bells.
To be continued...