The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 431 Return of the Black Witch
Among the extinct spider tribes, the Mang tribe and its allies are happily collecting spoils. The collection of a large tribe can be said to be extremely rich, which is a very huge property.

The members of the spider tribe who were still alive were tied up in despair and became prisoners of war. Some of them couldn't accept the reality and committed suicide, and most of them survived.

They thought of the tribes they had conquered. The captives were going to become slaves, and slaves were not as good as livestock.

Thinking of becoming slaves in the future, they trembled uncontrollably, and even wanted to die.

However, people have survival instincts, and most people are reluctant to die after all.

Shanwen used a piece of animal skin to cushion the flat rock, and asked Qingzhu to sit down.

Qing Zhu thought that the spider god was still alive, and that Chen Bei had already chased him down. She was a little out of her wits, worried about what danger Chen Bei would encounter.

However, she didn't know that Chenbei was not in danger, but she herself would soon be in big trouble.

In a valley far away from the Spider Tribe, bones piled up into mountains, and a thick layer of bone meal even accumulated on the ground.

It stands to reason that such a place should be very fertile with lush plants.

However, here is lifeless, only a flock of crows standing on a dead tree not far away, looking around with blood-red eyes.

Not long ago, when Green Bamboo was performing black witchcraft, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the valley, bone powder flew all over the sky, and even the red-eyed crows were frightened and flew around.

"Gaba, Gaba..."

A skeleton crawled up from the ground, and through the two eye sockets of the skull, one could see a ball of soul fire beating inside.

"The breath of black witchcraft!"

In the soul fire, a voice could be heard, but the voice was too gloomy and cold, giving people a kind of eerie feeling.

"After so many years of silence, someone is finally practicing black witchcraft again!"

The skeleton was obviously very excited, and the soul fire was beating violently, flashing and flashing.

The skeleton opened its claws, looked up at the sky, and said excitedly: "The black witch will return and sweep the earth!"

"Quack quack..."

In the distance, the red-eyed crow chirped excitedly, and seemed very excited.

"After so many years of silence, it's time to go out for a walk."

The skeleton slowly moved its body, and the bones of the whole body made a "cracking" sound. Afterwards, his soul fire seemed to be boiled, from a small ball, gradually boiling, growing, and finally covering the bones of the whole body.

His aura has also become stronger, completely different from the previous silent state.

"Go and see what the Heir of the Black Witch looks like."

Black mist, or dead air, gradually rose around the skeleton. Under his control, it moved with him, and the silhouette of the skeleton was also looming in the black mist.

Under the shroud of black mist, the skeleton walked out of the valley step by step. At first, it walked very slowly, but then it became faster and faster, gradually no longer walking, but flying.

"Quack quack..."

The group of red-eyed crows followed the skeleton excitedly, as if following it would gain some kind of benefit.

The black mist moved very fast. On the way, it felt the aura of the battle between the three totem gods, and stopped on purpose to feel it carefully, obviously very afraid.

But fortunately, the three great gods will soon go away, otherwise, it would not dare to pass by.

The black mist continued to move. During the period, it saw Chen Bei riding a flamingo across the sky from a distance. Its soul fire jumped a few times. It was obviously shocked by such a powerful human being.

However, Chenbei was not its target either, it continued to fly in the direction of the spider tribe.

Finally, it approached the Spider Tribe. In this place, a great war had just happened, and there were dead souls everywhere, which made it very excited.

At the same time, it also saw the source of the black witchcraft breath - green bamboo.

"It's a witch, a very powerful witch, very good."

The skeleton is obviously very satisfied with this result, it gradually drifts towards the green bamboo from the edge of the battlefield, along the way, the black mist surrounding it attracts countless souls of the dead, and the soul fire in the skeleton swallows these souls one by one, turning into the original more powerful.

"Woooooooo..."

A gust of wind suddenly blew over the spider tribe, and at the same time, countless dead souls were howling, and a group of red-eyed crows were singing excitedly in the distance.

Everything is so weird, much weirder than Qingzhu's black witchcraft before.

Qingzhu, who was resting on the rock, stood up suddenly, her eyes fixed on the black mist, because she actually felt a certain familiar and strange atmosphere in the black mist.

"Wu, what is that?"

Shanwen stared nervously at the growing black mist, on which he felt a terrible threat.

"I don't know." Qing Zhu's face was very serious.

"Let the soldiers stop collecting loot and gather together."

"Yes!"

Shanwen realized the seriousness of the problem, and immediately shouted loudly to let the soldiers of the Mang tribe gather immediately.

The warriors of the Mang tribe are much more disciplined than other tribes. After hearing the order, no matter what they are doing, no matter what good things they find, they immediately put down and gather quickly.

This time following the battle of the Mang tribe, there were also several affiliated tribes and allied tribes, and their totem gods all came over.

A huge butterfly flew to Qing Zhu's side, fluttering above her head, staring at the black mist fearfully.

A tall ape also came over with a thick stone stick and stood beside Qingzhu with a serious face.

A giant pangolin suddenly emerged from the ground, and stood beside Qingzhu, its scales shone coldly.

As for the totem god of the Xiong tribe, because of hibernation, he did not come over, and only sent a few hundred warriors.

The totem god of the blood vine tribe also went back after failing to stop the spider god just now, and it must be impossible for a while.

Therefore, on the current battlefield, there are only a few small gods and green bamboos, which are the highest combat effectiveness.

"Little girl, why are you so hostile to me?"

The skeleton in the black mist actually ignored the existence of several small gods, and spoke directly to Qingzhu. Moreover, I don't know what magical power it used. Only Qingzhu could hear what it said, and even the totem gods of the small tribe nearby No sound was heard.

"Who are you?" Qingzhu asked nervously.

"Who am I? That's a good question. It's been a long, long time. No one has asked me."

The skeleton in the black mist seems to be reminiscing.

It was silent for a while, and continued: "Thousands of years ago, I was a witch in a large tribe. Later, I practiced a brand-new witchcraft, which made my strength grow rapidly. I left the tribe and became a witch. The black witch in people's mouth."

"Little girl, you have practiced black witchcraft, and you are the same person as me, so don't worry, I won't hurt you, I just want to invite you to practice stronger black witchcraft."

Qingzhu resolutely refused: "I will not betray the tribe!"

"Why refuse in such a hurry? One day, you will understand that life is just a lie, and death is the real starting point."

"Everything you care about now is nothing but a joke in the end. Only by practicing stronger black witchcraft can you obtain eternity."

In the black mist, the skeleton used various words to continuously induce Qingzhu, wanting her to give up the Mang tribe and practice stronger black witchcraft with it.

However, Qingzhu was very firm and unmoved at all.

"It seems that you don't know anything about my power, so let me show you."

The skeleton in the black mist is still patient. It wants to use its own strength to prove how powerful black witchcraft is.

　Thanks to the leader "Half Step 1075" for rewarding 5000 book coins.

　　Thanks to the book friend "Dream Flying" for the 588 book coins rewarded.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)