Huang Hui, a young man of the Huang nationality, said with an anxious look on his face.
"Lord, please help our poor people!"
"We have been guarding the wild fruits for millions of years! To wait for your arrival! I'll give you the fruit of the wild God
"Lord!"
Huang Hui, a young man of the famine nationality, touches his head directly on the ground, making a series of collision sounds and letting out wisps of blood.
"The barbarians? The wild fruit
"I am duty bound for the danger of the famine clan!"
"Lead the way ahead of you, and we will go to the wasteland!"
Fang fan waved his hand, directly ordered the way, and his eyes flashed with light.
The character of the warriors of the barbarians has been known for a long time. Every one of them is a born warrior! With all the virtues of being a soldier!
And They are also their most important source of faith!
Every practitioner of the barbarian race is the reserve of the crazy believers!
The reason why Fang fan can harvest nearly 200000 belief power every day is that most of them are provided by these barbarians!
In the emotion in the reason, Fang all needs to save the famine clan!
With Fang fan's order, they all run to the place where the wild people are!
Deep in the waixiao gorge, there is a thick black fog, surrounded by mountains and complex terrain, which is why these so-called abandoned gods can stay away for so long.
At the moment, outside the inner city of the barbarians Tens of thousands of practitioners surrounded here, and the battle situation was fierce!
"Barren! You old man! Give us the wild fruit, and you can still survive here! Our major forces can still coexist with each other! "
"Otherwise Ha ha Today is the day of your famine
In the crowd, a man with an obvious black corner on his head said haughtily.
"Brahman is gone! You're delusional
"The fruits of the wild gods are fostered among our desolate families under the crown of the gods! This is the fruit under the crown of the great God! You dare to blaspheme the wild fruit! You must be punished by God
"I'm a warrior of the desert! Even if it is the last drop of blood, we should fight to the end! War, war
"Where are the warriors of my barbarians?"
"I wish to advance and retreat with the patriarch!"
"May you live and die with the patriarch!"
"Invincible!"
Huang Qian, the head of the famine clan, wiped a handful of blood on his face, which made him smile.
This He's the man of the desert! The bloody man of the barbarians!
The brave men of the desert will never retreat!
Fight to the end, is the will to!
The trumpet of war has been sounded, and Huang Qian, the head of the famine clan, can't help but look at the sky. His face is silent for a while!
"When the last drop of blood drops, when the fruit of the wild God falls, the crown of the God will return from the sky! He will bring countless powerful warriors to fight back
Huang Qian, the head of the famine clan, murmured to himself. He could not help thinking of a divine word passed down by the prophet.
It is not known which prophet originated from.
"Now the wild fruit It's mature! "
"Then there is still The last drop of blood... "
"Under the great God of famine, in order to welcome your return, we soldiers of the famine clan are willing to drain the last drop of blood!"
Huang Qian, the head of the famine clan, whispered to himself, and his eyes twinkled with fine light!
Blood war, after all, will begin!
Is this the end of poverty for the poor? Start a new chapter
"Barren! You stupid guy! I don't know how many thousands of years have passed since the so-called God of famine
"He has fallen
"We are all God forsakens! In the eyes of the gods, we are the dirtiest ants and bedbugs
"You are still holding that unrealistic expectation! Ridiculous! Stupid
"Today is the end of your desolate people!"