Chapter five hundred and eighteenth tribe and tribe month
Wang Yu was successful, he broke through the upper limit and had the 100th drop of true blood.
After that, just rely on your own efforts and perseverance to superimpose a hundred drops of true blood.
One day it condenses into a drop of divine blood and has the ability to change the divine body.
By then he will become the top combat power god body warrior in ordinary tribes.
However, Wang Yu's success was not the success of the husband tribes.
Less than 30% of young soldiers came out of the various nests of ancient trees.
Most of the others have died in the nests of wild beasts.
This is why the wild beasts did not join forces to prevent these tribe warriors from coming to provoke.
Who would refuse the delicious food delivered to your door?
As for those dead wild beasts... they will die, that means they are weak.
The weak are not worthy of sympathy, nor are they worthy of respect and cherishment in the wild world.
A red and golden spots flashed brilliantly in the sky.
The Sun God Bird stretched its wings and then landed towards the divine wood in the west.
Although the sun god bird returns to the divine tree, the remaining afterglow still turns into a crimson sunset, dyeing the entire mountain forest with a layer of red gold and crimson halo.
The hunting teams of the tribes quickly returned in tranquility. Compared with the noisy moments, everyone in the team was very quiet at this time.
Although the deserted people seem to be heartless, in fact, they are not unaware of the passing around them.
But too much has passed, so I gradually became numb.
As we gradually approached the Fuzhu tribes, most of the people subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
If the wild beasts were not crazy, they would not have attacked the tribe with the altar of the gods, because it symbolized that this tribe was under the gaze of the gods.
Although the passage between the divine realm and the human world has been cut off, nowhere in this world can escape the control of the gods.
God can ignore the insignificance of the creatures in the mortal world, but the creatures in the mortal world should not be despised by the greatness of the gods.
The majesty of God must be respected and protected.
"Finally... I'm going home!" Wang Yu felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief. Even he himself did not notice that he unconsciously regarded the husband and tribes as home.
This is incredible for monks from another world.
What's more, Wang Yu is a demon cultivator from the Ten Demon Sect, which is even more incredible.
Of course, this is also in Ke Xiaoliang's plan.
The huge time ratio difference, as well as the huge profits and profit prospects, will make a considerable group of monks almost completely abandon reality.
When the time living in the wild world far exceeds the time in reality, then in comparison, which one is reality and which one is illusory?
Suddenly, Wang Yu's whole body froze and felt a very obvious murderous aura.
As a monk who grew up in the shadow of swords and intrigues, Wang Yu is extremely sensitive to murderous aura.
Before he could think too much, Wang Yu directly fell off the huge prey carried on his shoulder, dodged, and hid under the corpse of the wild bird.
It was not until this time that the terrifying sound of breaking through the air came.
A large number of arrows, although they are simply made of wood and bamboo, have the sharpness and sharpness that exceeds the flying sword.
Just a little short of it, Wang Yu would be penetrated by several arrows.
The corpse of the wild bird helped Wang Yu block these arrows.
Although the wild bird died, its feathers were still hard and its body was still strong.
The sharp and sharp arrow that was even better than the flying sword fell on the corpse of the wild bird, piercing the corpse with a large amount of blood holes.
"Be careful, don't radiate all the precious blood in the corpse of the prey, aim!" A hoarse voice came.
"Who is it? Is it from another tribe?" Wang Yu was frightened, holding a stone axe in his hand, ready to counterattack at any time.
The only wave of sneak attacks, the team that had already reduced their troops from returning home, added a few more dead people.
This wave of tribes was really a big loss.
With a roar, the divine warriors who were protecting the team had transformed together.
Their divine bodies are all deer-headed and human bodies, all of which are silver and white.
The strongest one, the overflowing divine power even covered the spear in his hand.
Turn the spear into silver white too.
This should be his usual weapon. After many divine power washing, the stone spear will change with the master, and even transform into more forms according to the master's will, and have more terrifying power.
There were shadows around, and more than twenty people emerged behind the treetops, grass, and rocks.
There are also divine warriors among them.
Although they had a sneak attack, these people did not intend to hide and use their terrain to siege.
I don’t know if it’s because I don’t understand military tactics, or because I’m simply barbaric, rude and direct.
In fact, the sneak attacks of these people have already surprised the warriors of the Fuji tribes.
"It's people from the Yuzhe tribe! They are all good at using bows and arrows, so everyone should be careful." said a warrior from the Fuzhu tribe.
Then the divine power exploded and began to move quickly, turning into a white shadow in the mountains and forests.
The warriors of each tribe have different expertise because of their different bloodlines.
The warriors of the turtle tribe are good at bows and arrows, while the warriors of the tribes have advantages in speed, and are also good at finding herbs and making medicine pools, which are very good at cultivating offspring.
Not every tribe can create a large medicine pool like Fuzhu tribe, allowing young children to grow up quickly.
"You actually attacked!"
"Are you already disobeying the glory of your ancestors?" A divine warrior from the Fuzhu tribe launched a surprise attack, but asked angrily.
The answer to him was a burst of rapid shots.
Every arrow is as fast as lightning.
But this divine warrior did not dodge all.
Although he was fast, he exposed his position because he said a few more nonsense.
Perhaps the soldiers of the turtle tribe could not keep up with his position, but their ears could tell where he was.
Fortunately, the Divine Warrior was shot by his tongue on his shoulder and did not affect his speed too much. Otherwise, he would have died under the arrows.
The tall men and women's tribes' divine warriors spread their arms to bring out a silver horse.
It is dazzling and silvery, like a stream swaying under a moonlit night.
This divine warrior from the Hu tribe rushed towards the enemy without hesitation.
The arrows were as fast as rain, shooting densely, each of which had at least a thousand pounds of power, which was extremely terrifying.
But these arrows were easily shattered under the silver light.
The difference between the divine body and the non-divine body cannot be compensated by force and quantity.
Just like the gap between the true god and the mortal, it cannot be compensated by quantity.
It’s a pity that the other party also has a divine warrior.
Among the warriors of the Yuzu tribe, a divine body warrior showed a divine body posture of three heads and six tails, pulled out a tail feather behind him, turned into a pitch-black arrow, and shot at a divine body warrior of the Fuzhu tribe.
Chapter completed!