Immediately, Zhao Fan landed on the ground, pulled out the Kongwu Sword and put it into the scabbard on his back.

The four chiefs of the clan also fell in front of him one after another, with no expressions of rejection at all. The half-orcs were hostile to the human race, but the descendants of the ancient sage Tianyuan had a different concept.

"Forget it, let them misunderstand."

Zhao Fan thought to himself and said calmly: "Four of you, do you still have something to do? If you still want to fight, then let's fight. I don't mind if you come together."

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."

Niu Sue quickly explained: "Just now, we discussed it and decided to treat you to a banquet. I wonder if you can give me a favor?"

"Hmm." Zhao Fan pondered for a moment and said, "I'm very picky about my teeth."

"Don't worry, the human soup from our tiger tribe is extremely delicious." Hu Ang said enthusiastically.

"Human soup?"

Zhao Fan frowned after hearing this.

Feng Yuehuang realized that something was wrong and quickly gave Hu Ang a wink. She then said: "Your Excellency, he is ignorant, and I hope you can forgive me. If you are disgusted, from today onwards, many tribes in the entire Great Wasteland will never keep human beings in captivity for food."

.”

"That's more or less the same." Zhao Fan nodded. As someone of the same kind, he felt very uncomfortable knowing that the human race here was being raised as food in captivity. But it was the past, and he would not pursue it. After all, the Tianyuan Ancient World is divided into three parts.

Everyone has their own standpoints. The Dongyuan people still feed on the Hai people, and even take advantage of the orcs for fun.

At this time, Lang Qianqiu felt that the opportunity had come, so he turned into a stream of light and carried Bei Tian'ao, Nan Min'er, and Xuan Liu to Zhao Fan, saluted him and said: "Your Majesty, your three friends are intact.

As before, we have not been affected by the residual power of the battle just now."

"good."

Zhao Fan knew what the other party was thinking, so he showed a satisfied look and introduced: "This Wolf Qianqiu is my follower. I hope that you can treat him and the werewolf tribe politely in the future, otherwise, my sword will not

I will show mercy."

"Yes, yes."

"Don't worry, the werewolf tribe is now the fifth largest tribe in the wilderness!"

"We will definitely take care of the werewolves."

The four clan chiefs rushed to make promises to show their attitude.

Lang Qianqiu was extremely excited, and his admiration for Zhao Fan in his heart reached an all-time high!

Bei Tian'ao and Nan Min'er's eyes were filled with light. Uncle Zhao was worthy of being a person who could talk and laugh with his father when he was in the heavenly realm. With the power of his sword, Uncle Zhao was able to frighten four warriors who were qualified to join the Hun.

The supreme master of Yuantian Ranking!

Xuan Liu kept giggling on the ground, imagining himself as a world master like Zhao Fan, killing everyone and dominating the entire Hunyuan world...

It is worth mentioning that when Bei Tian'ao saw that the relationship between the two parties had eased, he was afraid that his plan to collect the lion's head bench would go to waste, so he quietly put the lion's head on the ground into the cave as a treasure, and even said to Shi Hong, "Lion"

Patriarch Hong, don’t worry, I will bury this guard under your command.”

"oh……"

Shi Hong was not stupid, but he was too lazy to care. In the final analysis, his subordinates had offended Zhao Fan first, and it was a great gift for him to be spared his life.

In the end, Zhao Fan decided to visit the Fengren tribe as a guest, because he learned through Lang Qianqiu that the Fengren tribe was most particular about eating, and they still ate the essence of natural and earthly treasures.

…

Soon after.

Zhao Fan carried three pendants and came to the Fengren tribe with Lang Qianqiu and the four chiefs.

The Fengren tribe has no buildings, but it is a beautiful forest full of exotic flowers, grasses and ancient trees.

Feng Yuehuang's tree palace, which is the largest ancient tree, is decorated extremely brilliantly with luminous treasures. There are also tables and chairs formed from the branches according to her wishes, which has a unique flavor.

"Brother Zhao, this is the unique flower spirit dew of our Phoenix tribe."

Feng Yuehuang took out a barnacle, first poured a glass for Zhao Fan, and then placed it on the table, indicating that everyone could do as they pleased. She was too lazy to serve anyone except Zhao Fan.

Zhao Fan took a sip and smiled in admiration: "This taste is amazing. One sip makes you feel like you have merged into the nature of heaven and earth. It's not wine, but it's intoxicating."

When Feng Yuehuang heard this comment, she nodded proudly and said, "If Brother Zhao likes it, just take away all the flower spirit dew from me."

"A gentleman will not take away what others love, so I will take half of it." Zhao Fan said seriously.

"Uncle Zhao is awesome and very shameless. This is so natural." Bei Tianao happily enjoyed the flower spirit dew and the delicacies made by the Phoenix tribe using the rare treasures of heaven and earth.

Nan Min'er smiled and said nothing, but Xuan Li didn't dare to serve, standing behind Zhao Fan and swallowing hard.

"Brother Zhao, if you don't know each other without fighting, this is the most detailed map of our lion tribe." Shi Hong took out an animal skin scroll and said with a wry smile: "It's just that we rarely have the opportunity to do anything in Dongyuan and Xihai.

To get involved, there is only a rough description above, which was obtained by the warriors of the Great Wasteland who risked their lives to sneak into it."

"The maps owned by our four tribes are all the same."

Hu Ang said: "So, I won't show my shame anymore, and I will give Brother Zhao a pair of bones of an ancestral tiger."

"The bones of the ancestral tiger?" Zhao Fan looked at the former in confusion.

"Our tiger tribe only has two sets of bones of the ancestral tiger." Hu Ang introduced: "The so-called ancestral tiger is the first pair of tigers born in the Great Wilderness to respond to the heaven and the earth. Its bones can be understood. If

Those who are destined, uh, can get gifts from Zuhu

Gift, that is, the original secret technique, but it is only useful for those with tiger blood. The second function is that with the tiger bones, creatures with tiger blood can be resurrected, even if the blood is only slightly impure.

Resurrection through bones."

"If you have the blood of a tiger, you can use your bones to resurrect?" Zhao Fan's expression changed and he looked at Hu Ang seriously, "Besides, what other conditions are needed to be resurrected?"

"You also need something that belongs to the resurrection target, such as skin, fur, flesh and blood. There is no quantity requirement, just one hair."

Hu Ang said thoughtfully: "I was once killed by the Siren King of the Western Sea, and I was resurrected with the tiger bones."

Niu Su nodded repeatedly, "Yes, at that time we all wanted to carve up the territory of the Khajiit tribe, but as a result, this tiger-headed monster appeared again without incident."

Hu Ang smiled and said: "Although tiger bones are useless to Brother Zhao, this is the best gift that I, Hu Ang, can give. I hope you don't dislike it."

After he finished speaking, he turned his palms, and a complete tiger bone appeared on a branch nearby.

Zhao Fan observed the tiger bones. There was no fur or flesh, but there was a vague domineering intention of looking down upon all the beasts. Not only that, it also exuded an aura that was as old as the heaven and the earth.

"I accepted this gift." With a thought, Zhao Fan took the bones of the ancestral tiger into the Prehistoric God's Mansion. He said gratefully: "Brother Hu Ang, I, Zhao Fan, recognize you as my brother."

"Haha, I am flattered by Brother Zhao's words." Hu Ang excitedly picked up a cup of flower spirit dew and drank it directly!

"It's fun when you have wine."

Zhao Fan was also unambiguous. He turned over a bunch of wine bottles and wine jars that were worth as much as the treasures of the Realm Master, and said, "Here, let you all taste the fine wine from the world."

Niu Ze was extremely anxious. The lion head gave him a map, the bird-headed girl gave him flower spirit dew, and the tiger-headed monster even gave him the bones of the ancestral tiger that moved him. So... what should I give him?

In one moment, all kinds of possible thoughts flashed through.

Finally, Niu Shu came up with a plan. He took a deep breath and said, "Brother Zhao, I also have a gift, but it's not a thing, but a clue that even I'm not sure is true or false."

"Oh? What clues? Let me tell you."

Zhao Fan turned his head and looked at the powerful bull-headed man with huge curved horns.

Niu Sue solemnly said: "Speaking of which, my grandfather told me this before he died. When he was at his peak, he wanted to go to the West Sea to kill an enemy. In the end, he succeeded in taking revenge, but he came back severely injured and was dying.

And on the way, I stopped at Tianyuan Holy Mountain for a few days."

"Tianyuan Sacred Mountain?"

When Zhao Fan heard these four words, his life source and soul source trembled at the same time, as if something was calling him from somewhere!

Niu Shu took out the map he was holding, spread it out on the table, pointed to the common junction of Dahuangze, Dongyuan and Xihai, which is the mountain pattern in the middle, and said: "This is the Tianyuan Shenshan Mountain

The location, according to legend, is the finger bone of Supreme Tianyuan

However, until now, no one dares to add that sacred mountain to their territory out of reverence for Tianyuan Supreme. And my grandfather said that when he was at Tianyuan Divine Mountain, he was not sure whether he was asleep or awake or awake.
Chapter completed!