For Hong, it was such a mysterious confidence.

He didn't know where his confidence came from, and he didn't expect that he would be a living person before he could do anything else.

He analyzed that the people from the Lingjiao tribe were not far away, otherwise they would not attack them. If they really wanted to run, they would just leave and let him not find them. Why do you need to stroke the tiger beards of the Xia tribe? Is this the attitude that a small tribe should have?

So this tribe may have really taken the courage of the bear heart and leopard.

The only thing I worry about right now is the safety of the deer and several totem warriors.

...

"Class leader."

By the time Xia Tuo came to the foot of Lingjiao Mountain, the place had changed a lot. Hong and the soldiers in the clan were digging the mountain, knocking off a large piece of Lingjiao Mountain, and rocks covered the ground.

Hong was very surprised at his sudden arrival, but he was happy when he reacted. Finally, he didn't have to make his own decisions.

Looking at Xia Tuo, Hong couldn't help but touch the back of his head.

We are so furious and dig mountains at any time.

"Class leader, I think they are hiding around here. When I dig the mountain up, I might find these guys."

Xia Tuo Hong's personality is clear, and he is not the kind of guy with strong brain power. However, although this is a stupid way to dig mountains, it is very safe, especially if all the tribe members act together, they will avoid being attacked.

"Forgive me, the patriarch, it's okay to let me beat someone up."

"Okay, where are the people in the Lentou?"

Xia Tuo comforted Hong and other totem warriors and soon arrived in front of an animal skin tent.

"Class leader, those dead tribe leaders of the Lingjiao tribe are in the tent, and I didn't move."

The very small tent was guarded by more than a dozen soldiers of tribes, because they were afraid that Lingjiao's troops would come to destroy the corpse.

In the tent, Xia Tuo saw San's stinking corpse, her body was already purple and some were covered with corpse spots.

"Brother Feng, I can see nothing."

After a while of careful look, Xia Tuo covered his nose and asked Old Man Feng Xian. He never fought unprepared battles, so he called Old Man Feng before leaving to avoid a crisis.

Old Man Feng looked at the three corpses in front of him carefully and shook his head.

"Not a demon?"

In response to Old Man Feng’s rebellious question, Xia Tuo shook his head. There was no strange phenomenon in his arms. Obviously, this was not the demon at work.

After thinking about it, he took out the copper sword and picked up the animal skin coat on the corpse. The blood-colored patterns on his chest appeared, making them red and dazzling, like a blood-colored skeleton.

This is……

The blood-red divine patterns made both of them shrink and narrow slightly.

"Totem God Pattern."

Xia Tuo concentrates his mind. The Lingjiao tribe is a scattered tribe and does not have totems, otherwise he will not gather the people of this tribe.

So, where did the totem divine pattern on the chest come from?

The blood-colored totem divine pattern exudes a bloody and evil aura. When you look closely, it seems like you are staring at by a blood-colored skeleton eye.

"Evil Totem."

Xia Tuo also picked up the other two beast robes with bones. Without exception, there was a blood-colored skull divine pattern on his chest, each of which was as bright as blood, dazzling.

Thanks to his identification of the true meaning of countless novels in his previous life, Xia Tuo affirmed that people who visualize this totem should have the characteristics of rapid practice, cruel nature, and not bloodthirsty.

The relationship is that this Lingjiao tribe has obtained the totem, and has some strength to feel that it is floating, and is qualified to challenge the Xia tribe.

The first question now is how to find their hiding place and teach them how to be human.

For a time, Xia Tuo had the illusion that he was a bully and the Lingjiao tribe was the protagonist.

This scene looks very familiar. The Lingjiao tribe was unsatisfied with being exploited by the Xia tribe. The Lingjiao tribe rose up to resist and happened to get the totem and practiced. After thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi, it was strong enough to take the Xia tribe and replace it.

"It's a little trouble now. An evil totem appeared under the rule of the Black Crow Tribe. In just a few decades, it has developed to the strength of a medium-sized tribe. The Black Crow Tribe spent a lot of money to wipe it out."

Old man Feng Xian squinted his eyes, a little gloomy and uncertain.

"Then we are lucky, so it seems that the Lingjiao tribe will not be long before they get the evil totem. Otherwise, if we hide for decades, we will be in trouble."

Compared to Old Feng Xian's Chen Ning, Xia Tuo was very open-minded.

"Since it is an evil totem, it must be led by blood."

For a moment, Xia Tuo became more and more worried about the deer.

"They should be hiding nearby, caves, caves, and not too far away."

After a little thought, Xia Tuo walked out of the tent and looked at the surrounding mountains and fields, but the primitive forests were almost the same everywhere, so there was no way to see anything unusual.

Looking at the tribe members who were constantly digging rocks and mud below, Xia Tuo suddenly felt that there was only one method. Could it be that this person could still be hidden in the sky if he didn't hide it on the ground?

"Elder Hong, there may be gathering scattered areas nearby."

“There are three.”

Hong Xiang didn't answer directly, he was very clear about these people who were migrated to the same place.

"Pull them all over and level the nearby mountains for me."

Xia Tuo's eyes flashed with a ruthlessness and ordered Hong.

Bar.

Old Man Feng, who stood behind Xia Tuo and stroked his beard, pulled off a few of his beards for a moment, causing his mouth to twitch.

Use a ox knife to kill a chicken?

Do you need to be so cruel!

Dig a mountain if you have a disagreement.

Sure enough, he is a ruthless person.

Hong took the order and left with his fist. He felt that he had finally been in sync with the patriarch this time. The patriarch also agreed with his method. His brain was still very useful. Whoever said he was stupid in the future would beat him to death.

After giving the order, Xia Tuo was still wandering in the nearby mountains and fields, but unfortunately he had nothing to do. It seemed that after being killed a few people, the Lingjiao tribe was scared and completely became a turtle with a head-shrinking, and no one was seen.

In just one day, Hong pulled all the young and strong men from the three scattered tribes that had just gathered, and nearly three thousand men rushed to the foot of Lingjiao Mountain like a tide.

Not only that, Xia Tuo also transferred a hundred totem warriors from the tribe and also participated in the excavation.

He was so cruel that he wanted to completely flatten the place.

...

Rumble! Dingdong.

Thousands of people fought together, and the 1,000-meter-high Lingjiao Mountain collapsed into a pile of rocks in just two days.

boom!

In the roar after the mountain collapsed, a huge hole appeared in the center of the mountain foundation, swallowing up many rocks.

"The patriarch, discovered a huge underground culvert."

Without the need for clan members to shout, Xia Tuo saw it from afar. He waved his hand to ask the people from all scattered tribes to retreat, let the clan soldiers guard the entrance of the cave, and looked at each other with Lao Fengxian, stepping on the messy gravel and walking towards the culvert.

The underground culvert was very big, even if the large pieces of rocks were piled up in Lingjiao Mountain, they still seemed very deep. When they walked to the depths of the culvert, with the dim light and shadow, Xia Tuo picked up a small stone under his feet and put it in front of him.

The stone was red and hard. He added tens of thousands of pounds of force, crushing it without even pressing it out.

"This is a mine cave, this is hematite."

Old Man Feng also picked up a stone, looked at it, and said out loud.

Soon, Hong Li and some of the soldiers of the tribe came down, holding torches in their hands and threw them into the depths of the mine. The flames scattered the darkness, but the mine was too deep, and the deeper it was still dark.

"See someone, kill!"

After thinking about it, Xia Tuo ordered, and with the light of the torch, he saw the messy footprints and mud underground, extending to the depths of the mine.

“It smells bloody.”

Following the footprints, I turned around in the mine, and a faint smell of blood filled the silent air.

clang! clang

There were sounds of gold and iron clashing deep in the mine cave, and it was obvious that they were also known to them.

"The leader of the clan, it's a deer."

Soon, dozens of figures walked out in the darkness, and the deer and several totem warriors from the tribe were mixed in. Their pupils were blood-colored, and there was no trace of emotion, and they walked towards them.

"Don't shoot arrows first."

The scene in front of me seemed a little different from what I expected. Dozens of figures seemed to be controlled and moved forward straight.

"I'll just say it out first."

Old man Xia Tuo and Feng moved forward with the attacking figure, and a dazzling fighting spirit burst out from his fists. Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of pounds of force were bombarded. The people in front of him were simply vulnerable and were all hammered to the ground.

"Preserve here and tie them all up."
To be continued...