At the same time as these words were spoken, dozens of adult men from the Yimo tribe had completely cut off their vitality, including the strongest man in the Yimo tribe and their clan leader!
kill!
The thick smell of blood immediately spread throughout the entire Shimo tribe.
At this time, Xiao Fan was completely adapted to the gravity of this world and all other factors, and he was killing so cleanly and swiftly that the natives of the Jiamo tribe could not survive more than two rounds in his hands!
"This...who is this person?" A strong man from the Jiamo tribe stared dumbfoundedly at Xiao Fan, killing countless members of his tribe like a god of murder. While he was still in a daze, he felt a chill on his neck.
, the head left his body!
"I'm sorry. Although we have no grievances, you must die!" Xiao Fan's whole body was covered with the blood of the natives of the Yimo tribe. Two strange flying swords, one black and one white, were constantly circling around him, as if his body was
The surrounding area has turned into a vacuum area, and anything approaching this area will be instantly cut off and crushed by the black and white demons!
The time of a stick of incense passes leisurely.
While all of them were shocked by Lao Yi and others, they were still immersed in Xiao Fan's fierce and violent killing. Xiao Fan had once again returned to Lao Yi like a ghost: "As I promised before, I have completely killed...
…all the adult men of the Shimo tribe…a total of 207 people!”
"Ah...this...this is incredible..." Laoyi looked at Xiao Fan blankly and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
The power Xiao Fan had just displayed filled their hearts with fear. What was even more frightening was that Xiao Fan was breathing steadily at this time and his expression did not change. This also showed that Xiao Fan's strength was far greater than what had just happened.
The extent reflected!
Like a storm, the Chada tribe achieved a complete victory in this sneak attack.
Except for the women of the entire Shimo tribe who survived as captives, the rest, both old and young, were massacred in the most brutal way.
This was a war between indigenous tribes, and Xiao Fan became the instigator of this war and established the final victory of this war.
The Chada tribe then entered into the celebration. That night, Xiao Fan said goodbye to the Chada tribe, took the two warriors Tu and Jiu from the Chada tribe that Laoyi had arranged for him, and embarked on the journey to Maluka City.
journey.
After half a month of marching, the majestic and glorious Maluka City finally came into Xiao Fan's sight.
However, in the past half month, Xiao Fan further felt the uniqueness of this world while rushing on the road, which made his cultivation level increase again, and he has actually reached the critical point of the quasi-emperor level.
Opportunity. The only thing he lacks now is the opportunity and enough strength to cooperate with his own understanding to trigger his third heavenly tribulation. If he can successfully survive the heavenly tribulation, he will leap over the dragon gate and become the supreme emperor.
The environment exists!
However, these aspects are only things that can be met but cannot be sought. Xiao Fan is not in a hurry. He first finds a way to sneak into the army, accumulate enough military merits, get the favor of the saint and summon him, find his lost companions and a way to return to the six realms.
, is the most important thing!
Tu and Jiu, on the one hand, lead the way for Xiao Fan, on the other hand, they also plan to join the army and make a good contribution.
After all, if a member of a certain tribe can join the army, the entire tribe will receive great benefits and enjoy unimaginable glory.
The closer they got to Maluka City, the three of them saw more and more indigenous people coming from all directions towards this holy city.
Xiao Fan and the other three followed the crowd into the city, and found themselves in a huge square, densely packed with natives from all over the wild world.
A man wearing a white robe, his body completely wrapped in it, his face was completely dark, and only two light blue eyes that flickered like will-o'-the-wisps could be seen. He was currently suspended in the sky above the square, and a wave of dismay appeared.
The suffocating pressure was released from his body seemingly unintentionally, covering the entire square.
"Look there, Mr. Xiao, that's the great prophet!" Tu said in a low voice.
"Is that the prophet?" Xiao Fan's heart moved.
The prophet's cultivation level is unfathomable. Even though Xiao Fan has reached the edge of the emperor stage, he still cannot see through the slightest bit of the prophet's power.
It gave him the feeling that this prophet's cultivation level seemed to be on par with Xie Kun, the Lord of Hell!
A genuine master of the Emperor Realm! His cultivation is at least at the level of the Emperor!
"Warriors from various tribes, you are welcome to come to the great holy city of Maluka to participate in the trial of entering the army. As long as you can enter the army, you will have supreme glory, fight for our world, and become a true hero.
!” The prophet said loudly: “It doesn’t matter if you don’t know anything. As long as you can pass the selection and enter the army, then you are excellent and powerful, and you will naturally know everything you want to know! Gain power and honor that you have never imagined.
!”
"The great Saint Marta is watching you all the time. Fight for your honor!"
"Trial selection? What is the process?" Xiao Fan asked Tu and Jiu next to him in confusion.
"We don't know the specific situation. After all, our tribe has not sent warriors to participate in military trials and selections for hundreds of years due to the war with the Jimao tribe!" Tu scratched his head and said: "But it seems like this
Selection is a kind of free-for-all, and only the winner can be qualified..."
"Melee?" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows.
At this moment, the prophet said again: "Well, the selection has been going on. Every thousand warriors will be sent to another world. Not only will they have to face the dangers of that world, but they will also have to face the dangers of that world.
From the attacks of others, among every thousand warriors, only one will survive in the end, and the one who survives will be qualified to join the army!"
"Only one of a thousand people can survive?" Xiao Fan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Such a ratio!"
"Mr. Xiao, you must work hard!"
"Well, you two too, don't die!" Xiao Fan smiled slightly, and the three of them were divided into three different groups, and walked into a huge teleportation array arranged behind the prophet.
The moment Xiao Fan entered the teleportation array, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and the space around him also suddenly transformed, making him appear on a barren land.
"Is this the battlefield for the trial and selection?" Xiao Fan looked around for a week, and couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "It doesn't matter what the trial and selection is, anyway, the only one left in this group must be me!"
"Hahaha, kid, which tribe are you from?" A burly native, a head taller than Laoyi, walked towards Xiao Fan, his questioning voice as loud as the roar of a beast.
"Are you the first one to come here to die?" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows and said coldly: "Well, since you came to my door, I won't be polite!"
"Huh? You're welcome? With your pea-sized body?" The big man was stunned. Just as he was about to say something else, Xiao Fan moved.
Just in the blink of an eye, he saw a flash of white light, Xiao Fan gently patted his palm, turned around and left.
The big man stood there stunned, until Xiao Fan's figure disappeared on the hillside, a blood arrow spurted out from his chest, and the huge body collapsed to the ground, devoid of life!
This trial and selection area is indeed extremely dangerous.
Hot magma may erupt from the ground at any time, and heavy rains occur from time to time in the sky, and what falls is acid rain that can corrode everything!
As for hurricanes, earthquakes, etc., they almost never stop, but natural disasters of this level are not painful at all to the indigenous people in the wild world, and they can be ignored for Xiao Fan.
While Xiao Fan was killing people randomly in the trial and selection area, in the center of Maluka City, in a huge golden pyramid, several prophets in white robes were kneeling respectfully in front of a throne.
On the throne, there is a pale white figure, who seems to be sitting upright.
"Great Saint, after five hundred years of selection, 270,000 people have entered the army!" A prophet said respectfully.
"Well, very good. When the number of the army reaches 300,000, we will attack. This time, we will completely defeat the Iron Curtain World!" An elegant and light voice, like a copper bell, came from the group of figures,
Echoed throughout the entire hall.
"Yes, if nothing else happens, after this trial and selection, we should be able to gather 300,000 soldiers!"
"It's not enough to have these soldiers selected through trials. What we need are talents, absolutely outstanding talents!" The saint said lightly: "Only soldiers who can reach the imperial level can truly lead the war. Everyone else can
They are just victims. Although the strength of the Iron Curtain World is far inferior to that of our Savage World, if I had been injured in my previous fight with the Holy Emperor of the Wild World, I would not have to wait so long before taking action against the Iron Curtain World!"
"That's right, the Iron Master of the Iron Curtain World has been harassing us constantly since he learned that the Holy Lady was injured in the fight with the Holy Emperor of the Wild World. He will never tolerate the provocation again and again! The Holy Lady will never tolerate it again.
, you can rest assured that with a few of us leading 300,000 management soldiers, we will definitely be able to level the entire Iron Curtain world!"
At this moment, a token suddenly lit up on the passionate and indignant prophet.
"Huh? Is this... someone completing the trial and selection?" The prophet was stunned, then took off the sign, his eyes filled with shock.
"What's wrong, Prophet Domon?" the saint asked doubtfully.
"Back to the Holy Lady, someone has just passed the trial and selection, but... the general trial and selection process takes at least ten days. In other words, the best warriors want to fight in such a harsh environment.
It is impossible to kill the remaining 999 opponents without more than ten days!"
"In history, the number one genius who passed the selection the fastest was the prophet Asaph who died in the last war with the Wild World, but it took him nine and a half days to pass the selection!"
"But...this time, less than half a day has passed since we entered the trial and selection process, and someone actually passed it?"