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Chapter 92 The terrifying divine vine

 "Buzz!"

On top of the stone mountain, the huge divine vine erupted with an even stronger green light, and the mosquito tribe warriors were sucked into skin and bones by it in a short period of time until they died.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Those green vines also extended longer, and the large group of bird-billed mosquitoes were either beaten to death, entangled, or stung to death, and soon became scattered.

Bird-billed mosquitoes are not ordinary mosquitoes. They have certain intelligence and know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

The still-living bird-billed mosquitoes fled frantically. They flew very fast and could fly far away in the blink of an eye.

The vines of the divine vine are not vegetarian. Most of the bird-billed mosquitoes were killed by the vines that chased after them. Only the fastest small number of bird-billed mosquitoes on the edge fled in a hurry.

The bird-billed mosquitoes all ran away, and the frightened mosquito tribe warriors wanted to run even more.

But their escape speed is far inferior to that of bird-billed mosquitoes. The roots of the divine vines emerge from the ground from time to time. Every time they entangle a mosquito tribe warrior, they will be sucked dry. Without any accidents, there is no way to escape.
Hua Yi, the leader of the hunting team, ran the fastest. He was a three-color warrior, and he did not rush to the front. When he found out that Shen Teng was alive, he immediately dropped everyone and ran away.

As a three-color warrior, he has experienced countless battles, but never once has he been as scared as he is now.

Because he is facing a living tribal totem god, how to fight?

Hua Mosquito has only one thought in her mind right now, and that is to leave here immediately and never come back again.

He even began to regret in his heart why he had to visit the Vine Tribe again. If he didn't come, nothing would happen.

Unfortunately, it is too late to regret now.

"Whoosh!"

As the flower mosquito was running, the soil in front of him suddenly broke open, and a thick root emerged from it, and then wrapped around his waist like lightning.

"Ah! Get away!"

Hua Yi hurriedly waved the bone knife to chop off the rhizome, but with the terrifying power of his three-color warrior, he couldn't even cut a small hole on the rhizome of the divine vine.

The gap is really huge.

In the screams, the mosquito was gradually entangled and wrapped by roots, and finally its face was no longer visible. The screams turned into whimpering, and finally there was no sound.

After a while, the roots retreated to the ground, Hua Mosquito's animal skin clothes slipped off, and the bone knife fell to the ground, leaving only a skeleton in place.

All the Mosquito Tribe warriors who invaded the Vine Tribe were either killed by Jiang Xuan and others, or were entangled by the roots of the Divine Vine. Not one of them escaped, and they all died here.

Even their corpses were quietly entangled by the roots of the divine vine, and then sucked away all the flesh and blood, leaving only a pile of white bones.

When the battle was over, Jiang Xuan looked at the bones on the ground and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the Vine Tribe is protected by the Divine Vine, otherwise, they would be the ones who died at this time.

The tourists hiding in the cave came out, and the tourists by the river also came back. Everyone was glad that they had escaped.

Jiang Xuan first asked people to carry the seriously injured soldiers back, and Chi Shao treated them. For those who were slightly injured, he applied medicine himself.

Later, Jiang Xuan asked the tourists to collect the trophies.

"Take back all these animal skin clothes, animal skin bags, and weapons."

The tourists got busy one after another. They looked at these white bones and were even more in awe of the terrifying divine vine.

The materials and weapons left behind by more than a hundred warriors are quite considerable. For the Vine Tribe, this is a considerable fortune.

Jiang Xuan picked up the bone knife of Hua Mosquito. He unexpectedly discovered that the bone knife was polished in one piece. He didn't know what kind of animal bone it was made of. The blade was very sharp.

"Good stuff."

Jiang Xuan put away the bone knife without politeness and hung it on the animal skin belt around his waist.

"Chief, what should I do with these bones?"

After collecting the trophies, a tourist respectfully asked Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuandao: "The skulls are piled in the most conspicuous place in Thunder Mountain, and the other bones should be buried."

"Okay."

The tourists immediately followed the instructions and moved more than a hundred human skulls to Thunder Mountain to the south of the Teng tribe. They piled them into a small mountain in the most conspicuous place.

As for the other bones, many pits were dug and all were buried.

The reason why he created this terrifying pile of skulls was not because Jiang Xuan was cruel, but because he wanted to tell other people who came to the Vine Tribe’s territory that the Vine Tribe was not someone to be bullied.

This is actually a helpless move, because the Vine tribe is currently relatively weak and can only rely on this method to deter other tribes.

If the Vine Tribe was strong enough, there would be no need to use these methods at all.

Those truly powerful tribes, even if they do nothing, still have enough deterrence.

After cleaning the battlefield, Jiang Xuan dragged his tired body back to the bamboo house.

There was a lot of blood on his body, but in fact there were only some bruises and no broken skin because he was wearing a precious spider silk suit.

This kind of spider silk clothing is indeed a treasure. It is extremely strong. No matter whether it is a stone knife or a stone spear, it cannot penetrate it. At most, it will leave some bruises.

Jiang Xuan took off his spider silk clothing, washed it with water, washed away the blood, and then hung it to dry.

Spider silk clothes absorb almost no water and are easy to dry. He only needs to dry them for a while and he can wear them again.

After this battle, Jiang Xuan truly realized the benefits of the spider silk clothing, and also understood why the old witch said that the spider silk clothing could save his life at critical moments before he left.

Jiang Xuan suddenly remembered the spider tribe that produced spider silk clothing.

If everyone in that tribe could wear a spider silk suit, they would be able to take advantage when fighting other tribes.

This tribe should be very powerful, right?

Jiang Xuan decided that if he had the opportunity to visit the spider tribe in person in the future, it would be best to trade a batch of spider silk clothes back.

After all, the Black Teeth Tribe is so dark that buying things from them would be a big loss.

Jiang Xuan took some herbs that promoted blood circulation and removed blood stasis, then walked into the bamboo forest to see the seriously injured people.

During the battle, these soldiers were very brave, and none of them were cowards.

In the yard of the bamboo forest, the seriously injured people were lying on bamboo beds, receiving treatment from red peony root.

Their injuries were serious and could be life-threatening in several places.

When Jiang Xuan passed by, he happened to see Chi Shao praying with ancient witchcraft spells facing Shishan.

After a while, several tender vines extended to the bodies of these seriously injured people, and each of them dropped a drop of green juice on them.

After the juice fell into the wound, a magical scene appeared.

I saw a faint green light shining on those terrible wounds, and the flesh and blood squirmed quickly. It didn't take long for them to heal like this.

Jiang Xuan looked up at Shen Teng and sighed in his heart again, this is a magical world.

Without Shen Teng, these warriors would have been so seriously injured, whether they could survive could only depend on luck.

But now, their fatal injuries have healed in a very short time, which is a real miracle.

The soldiers were also very excited. They struggled to get up from their bamboo beds, kowtowed to the divine vine, and their belief in the divine vine became stronger.


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