Chapter 868: indigenous tribe

A vast mountain range that is a million light-years high and stretches for hundreds of millions of light-years.

A figure suddenly appeared.

It was a big man with cyan skin, purple eyes, loose hair, and a ferocious face. There were mysterious patterns on his skin, and the breath on his body was the eternal true god, full of primitive wild flavor.

Impressively is an indigenous life.

The normal teleportation limit of the Eternal True God is tens of millions of light years, but their teleportation frequency is extremely high, so even those seemingly vast mountain terrains, in their eyes, passed by in the blink of an eye.

This fangs and strong man was transformed by Wang Yi. He looked down at an indigenous tribe in the distant mountains and forests.

There are countless natives living there, the lowest breath is immortal, and the strongest is an eternal true god.

Since Wang Yi did not deliberately hide his aura, when he appeared nearby, he was immediately discovered by the eternal true **** in the tribe.

A streamer flew out of the tribe and flew towards Wang Yi.

The surrounding area of ​​the tribe is blocked by space, so it cannot teleport in, and can only rely on flying.

It was a burly bald-headed man with blue skin, with only one huge one eye on his face, two fangs sticking out from the corners of his mouth, holding a huge mace made of stone in his hand, flying all the way to Wang Yi side.

"Who are you? What are you doing here in our extravagance department?" The other party spoke a difficult and ancient language, not the common language of practitioners in the origin continent, but an even more ancient language belonging to the ancients.

The other party didn't do it directly, but he also sensed that Wang Yi's aura belonged to the ancient clan.

If it is a cultivator, it is estimated that the entire tribal powerhouse is swarmed.

"I'm Temudar." Wang Yi casually made up an identity for himself, and he spoke the same hard old saying, "There is no tribe, I'm a wanderer. Passing by here, I want to challenge the strongest warrior of your tribe!"

A lot of information about the indigenous people is not a secret in the origin continent.

For example, they have many royal clans, big clans, some clans will fight against each other, and some common customs.

The indigenous language has been around for a long time, and even many practitioners in the country are using it.

"Oh?" The blue-skinned burly one-eyed man immediately became interested.

They solemnly looked at the blue-skinned, fangs-heavy man, both of whom were wearing crude animal skins and looked wild.

It's just that Wang Yi's green skin is like a majestic muscle, while the other person's body is like a hard blue metal, flashing cold and dark, and there are lines that are looming and full of mystery.

From the appearance, you can generally see how an indigenous bloodline is.

"I, Yamu Rake, the leader of the extravagant department, and the strongest in the extravagant department, I accept your challenge!" said Hong Sheng, a burly aboriginal with blue skin.

Challenge... is a common custom among indigenous tribes.

Aboriginal, savage and sturdy by nature, likes to fight, and worships the strong.

Many indigenous people will travel in the wild, tempering themselves, passing through some tribes, and they will challenge and challenge the strong among them.

If they win, they will take the spoils from the tribe, and if they lose, they will keep one thing from themselves.

Then if they go back to their hometown, they will take out these things and tell their glory.

Booty is not necessarily precious, but it represents a warrior's bravery medal.

To travel among the wild tribes, at least one must be a true god, and they are usually opponents of the same rank.

The tribe also welcomes those wanderers to come and challenge. Only the famous tribe will have many people to challenge, which can also prove the strength of their tribe.

Of course, fighting is also risky. Fighting against the same level is fair and just. If you are killed, you can only admit that you are unlucky.

Therefore, those who dare to venture out in the wild and challenge all parties are truly powerful men who are not afraid of death.

The tribe also respects such warriors.

The burly blue-skinned one-eyed man and Wang Yi's movements in the air also attracted the attention of the indigenous life of the tribe below. When they knew that the leader was going to compete with a foreign warrior, the entire tribe shook.

"How many billions of eras have passed, and finally another wandering warrior has arrived!"

"The last time I came, it was a Void level. This time, even the leader played, it seems to be an eternal level!"

"Eternal? I've only seen two leaders fighting outsiders since I was born."

"I don't know if the leader can win this time."

The indigenous life in the tribe was excited and talked a lot.Updated chapters at novelhall.com

The aboriginal's name for the strong is not the same as the outside.

There are various kinds of practitioners, and their division is very simple.

And the natives, through the development of blood potential, can also obtain a variety of powerful secret techniques.

Some are particularly heaven-defying, and can even suppress cultivators who are one level higher than themselves.

Indigenous people can continue for countless years in the origin continent under the suppression of the cultivator camp, it is not useless.

"Ah..." Yamu's eyes turned blood red, and the muscles on his body were outrageous. Holding a huge mace in his majestic hand, he smashed down at Wang Yi like lightning.

There is also a shadow of an ancient giant creature emerging behind the Yamu Rake.

Unspeakable pressure came from all directions.

Such a large-scale attack, even if Wang Yi's dodging speed is fast, it is difficult to dodge it.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed?" Wang Yi's eyes burst into a fierce light.

Bright knife lights up!

One knife after another, the giant mace slashed frantically towards the top... It attacked dozens of times in a row almost instantly.

Every knife is a full-strength shot, but there are dozens of knives at one position of the mace with great precision at the same time.

All the power exploded at one point.

"Peng!" A large area of ​​space was split open, and the two strong men were simultaneously shaken by the force of the anti-shock.

"This is..." Yamu rake's eyes widened, he is considered to be experienced in hundreds of battles, and he has fought countless Eternal True God-level opponents, but this is the first time he has seen someone resist his unique trick like this.

Even the other tribal powerhouses of the same level have also exploded the bloodline secret technique, so they can compete with his move.

And this unfamiliar wanderer named Temuda actually used that sword technique to fight head-on with his bloodline secret technique, but they were evenly matched.

How could Yamu rake not be shocked.

The two face each other at a distance.

"Brother Temudar, good swordsmanship." The blue giant spoke slowly.

"Brother Yamu rake, your move is also very impressive." The fangs sturdy man with blue skin and hair scattered also said.

Yamu Rake took a deep look at the other party, and suddenly burst into laughter, "Haha, I didn't expect to meet such a master as Brother Temudar today. I've accepted it. I'll admit defeat in this battle." The voice spread far and wide. , obviously Ya Mu rake did not mean to cover up.

Aboriginal beings who were watching the battle from a distance heard it, and all of them were shocked.

"The leader lost?"

"Master Yamu Rake admits defeat."

"The winner is the outsider."

"It's amazing, this is the real powerful wanderer!"

The other party's swift admission of defeat also gave Wang Yi a little favor.

Unlike the cultivators who were born and raised in the origin continent, Wang Yi came from the sea of ​​​​cosmos, and he did not have any hatred for the indigenous people.

Of course, he also understands that he is in the camp of practitioners, and he is destined to be in opposition to the natives.

"If that's the case, then I want to get the spoils that belong to me." Wang Yi said.

"Okay." Yamu Rake was not sloppy, and with a wave of his hand, a white thing that looked like some kind of animal bone, and there were holes in the bones flew over.

He also explained: "The spoils of each tribe are different and are very easy to identify. This is the joint of our Shetu tribe, and it has the mark of my tribe's offering."

Wang Yi nodded and took down this bone. The spoils themselves are of little value, but more of an honor.

But... Countless natives aspire to this honor.

"Haha, Brother Temuda, since you came to our tribe, let us treat you well." Yamuji smiled. Although he lost, he was convinced.

Even the bloodline secret technique can be on par with him. If the bloodline secret technique breaks out, wouldn't it be hanging and beating him?

Of course, he didn't know that Wang Yi didn't have a bloodline secret technique.

Even, most of his strength is hidden, and he can't even exert one percent.

"That's good." A smile appeared on Wang Yi's face. He wanted to roam in the wild, and he had to deal with these natives. Mixing up an identity here can also save you some trouble.

As for the fear that the other party will see through the origin?

Not afraid at all, there are countless indigenous tribes in the wild land, among which I don’t know how many perished in the battle, and many wanderers appeared.

Like an Eternal Vagabond without a clan, it's inconspicuous at all.

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