Over the Vine Tribe, a large swarm of bird-billed mosquitoes approached in a dark and terrifying manner.
"The mosquito tribe is coming!"
The warrior responsible for guarding the tribe shouted, and the entire Vine tribe suddenly became chaotic.
"Go back to the tribe quickly!"
In the field, Gan Song held a bone hoe and shouted loudly.
The tourists who were working all ran back, panicking and stumbling.
Those responsible for fishing, farming, and those doing various jobs all ran towards the bamboo house.
Because they know that as long as they run into the bamboo house, they can go to the altar through the tunnel and seek the protection of the Vine God.
Jiang Xuan, who was in the bamboo house, rushed out with a bone spear. When he saw the bird-billed mosquito in the sky, his expression suddenly changed.
"The damn mosquito tribe is really haunted!"
Jiang Xuan immediately ordered everyone to retreat to the bamboo house and enter the tunnel to escape.
"Sure enough, I'm back..."
On the other side, Hua Mosquito saw that the people from the Vine Tribe were back and suddenly became excited, with a ferocious and bloodthirsty light in his eyes.
Hua Mosquito waved the bone knife and shouted: "Come on, come on, kill all the men, catch all the women!"
"Woo woo woo..."
More than a hundred mosquito tribe warriors let out strange screams and ran quickly towards the bamboo hut of the Teng tribe.
More than thirty tourists who ran back from the river had no time to run back to the bamboo hut. When they saw that the warriors of the Mosquito tribe had appeared, their faces suddenly turned pale.
The leader of these tourists is Jing Jie, who is responsible for taking them to fish by the river.
"What should I do? I would have been killed by them in the past."
"How about we escape."
……
The tourists did not dare to run any further. They were far away from the bamboo house, so it was much easier to turn around and run away than to return to the bamboo house.
Nepeta refused: "No, if we escape at this time, we will never be able to join the Vine Tribe!"
Nepeta knows very well that almost all tribes hate people who run away from battle, because such people have no loyalty to the tribe and are simply unreliable.
"Then we can't go and die, right?" Some tourists questioned.
Jingjie frowned, with various thoughts flashing through his mind. Finally, he looked at the bamboo raft by the river and said: "You go back to the river and push the bamboo raft into the water. If the people from the Mosquito tribe come, you
Just cross the river."
The tourists nodded one after another, then turned around and ran towards the river.
However, Nepeta held the thornwood mace instead and did not follow them.
A tourist who was familiar with Jie Jie turned around and shouted: "Let's go quickly!"
Jingjie shook her head and said: "I am a warrior. When the tribe needs me, I can't escape."
"You guys go to the river quickly, I'm going to fight!"
After saying that, Jie Jie held the mace and rushed towards the bamboo house with firm eyes and no hesitation.
Those tourists gritted their teeth and finally did not dare to rush with Jing Jie.
Because Nepeta is a warrior and they are not. If they rush over, they will die. It is more important to save their lives.
Following Jingjie's instructions, these tourists pushed the bamboo raft into the water, then all climbed onto the bamboo raft and inserted their bamboo poles into the mud to prevent the raft from floating away for the time being and observe the fighting situation on the other side of the Teng tribe. p>
If people from the Mosquito tribe rush over, they will cross the river without hesitation.
Among the Teng tribe, the fastest warrior from the Mosquito tribe had already arrived at the bamboo house and bumped into Jiang Xuan, who was assisting the tribe.
Jiang Xuan was about to rush forward and stab him to death with a bone spear.
At this moment, there was a "whoosh" sound, and an arrow shot through the air and shot through the chest of the mosquito tribe warrior.
The mosquito tribe warrior looked at the arrow that had penetrated into his chest in shock, and then fell to the ground.
Jiang Xuan looked back and saw that Shi Loach had already pulled out the second feather arrow and placed it on the bow string. His face was a little nervous, but his hands did not shake at all.
"Well done!"
Jiang Xuan sighed in admiration, then used the bone spear to repair it, and stabbed the Mosquito tribe warrior to death completely.
"Buzz buzz..."
A large group of bird-billed mosquitoes rushed over, and they pounced on Jiang Xuan and others with ferocious faces.
"Kill these mosquitoes!"
Jiang Xuan roared, then waved his bone spear, swinging or poking it, desperately killing these bird-billed mosquitoes.
Uncaria, Nanxing, and some Vine tribe warriors also joined the battle, and started a battle with a large group of bird-billed mosquitoes, as well as the mosquito tribe warriors who rushed over.
Deep in the bamboo forest, when Chi Shao heard the noise, he immediately rushed out with his own weapons and fought side by side with Jiang Xuan and others.
"Calm down, calm down, don't panic."
Next to the bamboo house, Stone Loach forced himself to calm down completely. He quickly climbed up a big tree, took a favorable position, then drew his bow and arrow, aiming at the Mosquito tribe warriors who were the greatest threat.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
Stone Loach's shooting speed is very fast. Every time he shoots an arrow, someone from the Mosquito tribe must be injured. This kind of archery talent is terrifying.
However, there were too many mosquitoes and warriors from the Mosquito Tribe. Before long, several warriors from the Vine Tribe were injured. If it hadn't been for the support of Shi Loach's divine arrows, some warriors might have died.
"Fujigami save us!"
After Chi Shao killed a bird-billed mosquito that rushed up with a knife, he turned around and screamed towards the stone mountain.
If Shen Teng didn't take action, they wouldn't be able to hold on with just a few people like them, and they would be slaughtered by the Mosquito Tribe in a short time.
In particular, Flower Mosquito has also arrived. He is a three-color warrior. Once he joins the battle, I am afraid no one can stop him.
"Buzz!"
On top of the stone mountain, the divine vines erupted with intense green light, and all the terrifying vines floated up, then grew rapidly.
In fact, it was not that Shen Teng did not sense the arrival of the Mosquito Tribe, nor did he have to wait for someone to ask for help before taking action.
After Shen Teng broke through, he encountered a thunderstorm. Although he survived, he was relatively weak and was in a semi-sleep state, slowly recovering.
At this time, sensing that the Vine Tribe was in crisis, it finally fully woke up!
"Bah bang bang!"
Dozens of green vines extended from the side of the stone mountain, lashing out at the bird-billed mosquitoes like crazy. Each vine was like a whip, whipping out a sonic boom.
With each blow, more than one bird-billed mosquito was blown away or even exploded. The terrifying scene frightened the attacking mosquito tribe warriors.
"What...what's going on?"
"What is that?"
Hua Mosquito, who was about to rush over, stopped abruptly when he saw this scene. He looked at the huge ancient vine on the stone mountain and said with a pale face: "Tine...the patron saint of the vine tribe,
It’s actually alive.”
When he thought about how he had used a stone ax to chop down the giant vine, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat on his back.
Different from the fright on the part of the Mosquito tribe, the warriors of the Vine tribe burst into cheers after seeing Shen Teng take action.
"The Vine God will protect us!"
"Go!"
"Kill all these damn mosquitoes!"
The dozen or so warriors were excited and rushed towards the larger mosquito tribe without fear.
Nepeta was also among these warriors. At this time, he had a lot of blood on his body and suffered many injuries, but he didn't care because he knew that his choice was right!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
At the same time, countless roots quietly emerged from the ground. When the mosquito tribe warriors looked up at the vines in the sky, they quietly wrapped around their feet and continued to wrap around their bodies.
By the time they realized something was wrong, it was too late to run away.
"What, ah..."
A Mosquito tribe warrior screamed and struggled frantically, but to no avail.
Because those roots have penetrated into his body and quickly absorbed the essence of his flesh and blood.
Soon, more screams were heard, and even Jiang Xuan and others who were rushing forward stopped suddenly, feeling their scalps numb.