Chapter 582 On the Blood Orchid Waterfall, Beheading the Powerful Tribe
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"God? In my opinion, you are just a group of ants!"
"Haha, leave it to you? It's impossible!"
Jiang Tianqi calmed down and said lightly: "If you surrender to me now and kneel down and beg for mercy, maybe I am willing to let you go!"
It is very barbaric and primitive, with wars and massacres and deaths everywhere, and the social order has long collapsed.
There is no reason to say, big fists are the hard truth.
Besides, the Changshou Tribe is not a good person. It is said that it is a messenger of the gods, but in fact it is just a group of demons who eat people and don’t spit bones.
On the way, I heard from the little Arthur that they would catch three or four living people every day to sacrifice the so-called gods.
In the past three years, hundreds of people in the Kaye people who were not far from them were captured by them. The surrounding tribes were almost completely captured and eaten by them.
Little Arthur went to work in the capital San Juan to avoid the war and to avoid them.
If Jiang Tian killed them, he naturally had no psychological burden. They were even more evil than those government troops who killed people without blinking.
"What a savage boy, how dare you blaspheme our gods, and the Bronze Elder comes to kill him!"
An elder wearing worn bronze armor had a necklace made of children's heads hanging on his neck. He was covered in blood. His feet were stepping on the void and rushed towards Jiang Tian, waving a thick stone stick.
In fact, the Bronze Elder was the leader of the Changshou Tribe's armed forces.
The position is equivalent to the elder passing on the merits in the sect, and his strength is several times stronger than the elder Baiyin who is responsible for diplomacy.
Back then, a rebel army invaded the Changshou Tribe, and several tanks were smashed by his big stone stick. Since then, warlords from all sides have never dared to disturb them again.
The power of this stone stick is comparable to that of the master of the realm of transformation. The wind is howling and contains surging strange power. If it collapses in the void, even a car will be smashed.
"Hmph! Waste!"
Jiang Tian just waved his hand casually to this.
Boom!
A giant golden palm that looked like a millstone appeared out of thin air and slapped at the Bronze Elder.
Snap!
The Bronze Elder didn't even scream.
The body that was more solid than the steel was split into pieces in an instant, with blood and flesh flying all over the place, and no corpse died.
"hiss--!"
Seeing this, all the strong men of the Changshou Tribe took a breath of air and looked frightened.
Seeing this, the Black Iron Elder, who originally wanted to attack and kill, quietly took a few steps back and hurried behind the Golden Elder.
"Are you a Chinese or an American? Is it a Gong Yuanyuanyi or Ye Zhantian?"
The Golden Elder's face changed wildly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and emitted a golden light, just like substance.
"By you, you are not qualified to know my name!"
Jiang Tian looked contemptuous and slowly landed on a raised rock on the cliff. He sacrificed a cup and received a cup of spiritual spring. He took a sip and said lightly:
"I announce that from now on, these strange flowers, plants and the longevity tribes will all belong to me, and call out your chief and those monsters and be my slaves and mounts."
"What did you say?"
The Golden Elder was furious, and the blood vessels on his forehead thundered. He waved the golden staff in his hand and roared loudly: "Children, kill this blasphemous sinner!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill and kill! Use his blood to sacrifice to our true god!"
"He is a cultivator, and the gods must like his flesh and blood!"
Whoosh swish swish swish!
Dozens of tribe members of the Changshou tribe let out a thunderous shout and rushed towards Jiang Tianbao one after another.
Each of them is over 100 years old, but they are very strong.
Some people took Lingquan and swallowed the fallen leaves of the orchid, awakened their bodies, and even produced genetic mutations to become psychopaths.
Some practice primitive black witchcraft, which can trigger the energy of heaven and earth, and have a Taoist practice comparable to that of a magician.
Whoosh swish swish swish!
There is a black man with his arms above his knees, his feet are similar to his palms, and his length is much higher than that of ordinary people.
He climbed the stone walls and vines like a monkey, and rushed through hundreds of meters like a meteor. He opened his bloody mouth and bitten it, and scratched Jiang Tian with sharp claws covered with sharp nails.
His ape gene mutation is a D-level psychopath. In terms of strength, he can easily seize the master of internal strength.
"waste!"
Jiang Tian slapped her with his left hand.
He directly patted him into the stone wall, his whole body was broken and bloody, and he died in a blink of an eye.
Bang!
At the same time, Jiang Tian waved his fingers, and a golden Gengjin Qi soldier slashed out like mercury pouring into the ground.
Saw!
The blood storms were surging, and more than a dozen tribe members were cut in half.
The corpse fell into the deep pool below in a row, splashing water several meters high, instantly dyeing the entire deep pool, which radiated dozens of meters in an radius of red.
There were also a few who were cut off their hands and feet, their intestines were broken, and they were not dead for a while, screaming and struggling in the water.
"this……"
The remaining tribal members all descended to the ground, stopped and never dared to move forward again.
"What? His strength is so strong!"
The Golden Elder was so shocked that his figure staggered, and he did not fall from the sky.
His eyes were shocked and regretful, and his heart was bleeding.
These people are all elite soldiers and powerful generals in the tribe. They can usually make up for one hundred, and they spend a lot of spiritual springs and petal cultivation. If one dies, one will be missing. Now they all die in one second.
The Black Iron Elder's face changed wildly, his eyes were frightened, and he said tremblingly: "This person is so powerful! We are definitely not opponents, why don't we summon the gods to come out to suppress them!"
"No. The gods are resting, how can they be alarmed? This is an unforgivable sin!"
The Golden Elder shook his head flatly, his face reverent and fearful, and was extremely pious and respectful to the so-called gods.
"But what to do now? We are no match for us at all. I'm afraid the chief will not be able to take action!" The Black Iron Elder said anxiously.
At this time, the strong men in the tribe were in a dilemma.
They asked them to fight, but they didn't dare to step forward and let them leave, but they were very unwilling to accept it.
In their minds, the three gods are supreme and cannot be blasphemed.
Jiang Tian took away the resources of the gods, how could they let Jiang Tian go? He would be punished by God.
"Soldiers, you are warriors of gods. Gods will protect you! Even if you die, you will fight. Even if you die, your souls will ascend to heaven!"
The Golden Elder shouted loudly, then waved his scepter and sang loudly with a pious expression.
"He used the word 'Heaven' in Chinese, and the flying sword from the Heavenly Court that killed the fighting holy ape Qi Aosheng back then. It seems that it is indeed the survivor of the Immortal Ruins here!"
Jiang Tian suddenly felt a sudden movement in his heart and his eyes were bright.
But at this time, there was no need to think about it carefully, because the soldiers rushed over again.
“It was dawn and I woke up next to the tomb.
The walls of Death Knox only leave mottled pain and wounds.
Looking back, looking back, the battlefield of blood and fire, the glory of the past.
The shell is only the slaughtered body, empty eyes, no blood, no tears, no light.
From afar, looking at the distance, the glory of the tribe, the decaying glory.
Water cannot be washed away, and old injuries on the finger bones.
Broken armor cannot conceal the warrior's beliefs.
Hold the gun, hold the gun again, return to the front, and the sound of the horn sounds again in the distance..."
The Golden Elder sang in the native dialect of the Changshou Tribe. The lyrics are obscure and difficult to understand, but they actually have a sense of transcendence, ethereality and holiness, and a surging fighting spirit.
When the chanting sounded, the eyes of these tribal warriors suddenly burst out with blood-red light, and an unprecedented fighting spirit surged up, mad, bloodthirsty and cruel, fearless, and all reason disappeared.
"Ho huh!"
"Kill him! Fight for the gods!"
"We are slaves of the gods! Death is glorious!"
They roared in the sky, rushing towards Jiang Tian like a group of wild beasts, and bursting out with terrifying combat power!
"Well, it's actually a secret method to control the spirit! There's something wrong with it!"
Seeing this, Jiang Tian sighed secretly, then looked at the Golden Elder coldly and said:
"Oh, ah, stop singing, and say you! It's so terrible! Sing another sentence, I'll kill you next!"
"So strange!"
"This undead prelude can clearly interfere with the soul and make people surrender to the majesty of the gods, why is he unshakable?"
The Golden Elder was actually even more surprised and worried.
But at this time he had no time to pay attention to Jiang Tian. He stepped on the void, waved his staff, and still sang those tunes that interfered with human souls.
"Enough!"
Jiang Tian was a little annoyed, and the dragon roar was used to display the magic sound. A long roar was like a dragon roar, sharp like a phoenix cry, and like a rolling thunder pouring down from the nine heavens, instantly shocking everyone to fall to the ground and rolling around with their heads in their arms.
But this is just the beginning.
Jiang Tian's long roar grew bigger and bigger, and finally soared into the sky.
Sound waves visible to the naked eye squirmed out from his mouth, rippling and rippling, mixed with golden true energy spread out layer by layer, and the sound shook for a hundred miles. Even the Cas Lake Camp in the distance was clearly heard.
Rumble!
In the entire Changshou tribe, a storm swayed, like a tropical storm sweeping.
Snap!
Snap!
All the windows burst in an instant, and pieces of glass danced like butterflies in the air.
The scene was even more shocking at the side of the Blood Lan Falls.
"ah!"
The Golden Elder was pressing the formation at the end and could barely support it, but his singing had already stopped abruptly. He hugged his head and fell to the ground. He quickly sacrificed several golden ripples to block it and staggered back.
"I'm seriously injured, please call the chief and the gods out!" He shivered, grabbed the Black Iron Elder's hand, and shouted shrillly.
"It's too late! Look--" Elder Black Iron smiled bitterly and looked forward.
The Golden Elder looked up and saw that with Jiang Tian as the center, tribal warriors fell down one after another like rice harvested by sickles. The recent few, their skin cracked and fell off, and their heads exploded. Within a radius of hundreds of meters, there was actually one.
The tribal warriors were not left behind and all died.
"This is this..."
The Golden Elder was as stupid as a wooden chicken, his heart fell into the abyss, and his mouth was bitter.
Jiang Tian let out a dragon roar and killed a hundred warriors in the upper tribe, almost all the combat power of the tribe.
This is also the most painful loss in the history of the Changshou Tribe, and it is unbearable.
"What should we do? We will be killed by him!" Elder Black Iron trembled and smiled bitterly in a nervous state.
Just when the Golden Elder was in despair.
"Wicked men, dare to kill our tribe members and blaspheme our gods, I will tear you into pieces!"