The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 536
The Condor God was recuperating in the cave. Part of its feathers were missing, and some were burnt, making it look a bit embarrassed.

This is the injury left during the winter war, and it is not healed now.

But as long as you give it a year, it can replace all the feathers and become majestic again.

"Fire Rhinoceros, Mammoth, and that kid, you all wait for me!"

Gritting his teeth, the Condor God squatted on the ground to recuperate, quietly waiting for the feathers to grow back.

For the totem gods, their lives are long, and a year is nothing.

Moreover, the Condor God already knew that the jackal tribe intended to enter the Southern Wilderness, and it could even sense the terrifying aura of that jackal from afar.

God of Condor believes that as long as the jackal tribe comes, the mang tribe, elephant tribe, and those medium and small tribes will be vulnerable.

At that time, it will attack the Mang tribe together with the jackal god, and take revenge fiercely!

The Condor Tribe Witch was still holding a stone hammer and a stone chisel, and was widening the cave. The sound of his chiseling was softer than usual, because he knew that the Condor God was in a bad mood.

However, just when the Condor God planned to continue to sleep for a while.

Suddenly, several terrifying auras erupted near the eagle tribe!
That was the arrival of the flame rhinoceros and the idol, as well as a series of allies of the Mang tribe, the totem gods.

"Rush in and kill that eagle!"

Holding a golden spear in his hand, Chen Bei rushed towards the highest mountain of the Diao tribe.

Flame Rhino and Idol fly faster than him.

"Savage Clash!"

The rhinoceros made a move, and the huge flaming rhino slammed into the highest mountain of the Eagle tribe fiercely.

"boom!"

The mountain peak was knocked down abruptly by the flame rhinoceros, and the carving god inside had no time to react, and was buried under the rocks.

The unlucky Condor Tribe Witch was squeezed by the rocks at the first time, and then hit by divine power, it was impossible to survive.

When the eagle tribe witch died, he was still holding the stone hammer in his hand.

For some reason, before he died, his last thought was not that the tribe was in danger, but that the stone cave chiseled by generations of witches in the Diao tribe collapsed like this.

Pity.

The Condor Tribe Witch took one last look at the world and died unexpectedly.

"Wow!"

Under the rocks, divine power surged wildly, all the rocks flew upside down, and the extremely angry Condor God rushed up from under the rocks.

"Flame Rhinoceros, you..."

However, before the Condor God could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a huge hoof.

"The elephant tramples!"

The huge body of the Elephant God stood upright, and its hoofs like giant pillars stomped fiercely towards the God of Condor who had just flew up.

The Condor God was stepped on by a hoof, and the terrifying force stepped it into the rock again.

"boom!"

The bird's beak of the Condor God was trampled crookedly, and the anger in his heart was not only not vented, but turned into fear.

After all, the Condor God is a great god, it is impossible to be trampled to death just like this, only to see the divine power surging wildly on it, and its body moved sideways in an instant.

It changed direction and tried to fly again.

After all, it can only display its full strength after flying.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

However, just as it was about to take off, one after another blood-colored vines suddenly emerged from the ground, and were bound to the giant eagle's body like lightning.

The blood-colored vines were extremely tough, and for a while, the giant eagle couldn't break free.

"Roar!"

A huge savage bear rushed over and slapped the giant eagle's paw fiercely.

A wound appeared on the giant eagle's body, dripping with blood.

Before this, it never thought that a great god like himself would be severely injured by the middle-level tribal totem god.

"boom!"

The giant eagle erupted, the blood-colored vines on its body were broken inch by inch, and its claws ruthlessly grabbed at the wild bear.

The wild bear avoided it immediately, but its huge body seemed extremely flexible when it twisted.

The giant eagle had no chance to attack the wild bear for the second time, because the flame rhinoceros and the elephant god had already rushed over and shot at the giant eagle.

"You have so many gods besieging me, what are you capable of..."

"It's kind of one-on-one!"

The giant eagle was furious, it never expected that its lair would be surrounded by people without any preparation, and they blocked it in and beat it up.

If this continues, its life will be lost here.

"When I was besieged in the middle, why didn't you say one-on-one?"

Two flames came out of the nostrils of the flame rhinoceros, saying: "Stop talking nonsense, you are doomed today!"

"Flame Cage!"

The flaming rhino spewed out a blazing flame, which turned into six walls of fire, spinning and trapping the giant eagle in it.

Other totem gods also took the opportunity to surround and fight, and Chen Bei took the golden spear and stabbed the giant eagle several times, dripping with blood.

The giant eagle screamed. Surrounded by so many gods, it couldn't escape even if it wanted to. It could only be aggrieved and beaten continuously, and its divine power became weaker and weaker.

The battle on the eagle tribe's side was too fast, and when the jackal god in the middle felt the fluctuations of the battle there, he still couldn't figure out what was going on.

"What happened to Nanhuang?"

The jackal god felt very uneasy, because the distance was too far, and it would take some time even if he wanted to go there, not to mention that he couldn't hastily abandon the entire tribe and go to the hinterland of the Southern Desolation alone.

The jackal god could only ask Wu to send some people to investigate the situation, but when they passed, the day lily was cold.

Southern Wilderness Eagle Tribe.

After all, the God of Condor fell to the ground under the siege of the gods, and the soul of the gods did not escape, and was divided up by the gods.

The huge body of the Condor God was lying on the ground, dying with resignation and aggrieved.

The Eagle Tribe was also breached, countless giant eagles and members of the Eagle Tribe were captured, and a large amount of various materials were searched out.

"The Eagle tribe is indeed a tribe that has been trading for many years. This collection is really rich."

Even Chen Bei couldn't help feeling that the Diao tribe was extremely rich.

However, all this wealth now belongs to the Mang tribe and its allies.

"You, either bring your giant sculpture to carry supplies for us, or die immediately!"

Chen Bei put the golden spear on the neck of a warrior of the Eagle tribe.

"I...I move..."

Obviously, the totem gods are all dead, and the people are not so stubborn anymore. Under the threat of Chenbei, many warriors of the Diao tribe are willing to carry supplies for the Mang tribe.

Of course, there were also some tougher ones, all of whom were killed.

In addition to giant eagles, the flamingos of the Mang tribe also returned with a full load, and even had to fly back and forth several times.

The body of the Condor God is also a treasure. Its flesh and blood contain a large amount of divine substances. After distribution, Chen Bei ate some of it on the spot. If he couldn't finish it, he personally carried it and flew to the Mang tribe.

In the face of absolute power superiority, the complicated war became simple again.

This time, the Mang tribe united with the totem gods of the various tribes, and they had an absolute advantage. They took advantage of this advantage and used the fastest speed to remove the last thorn in the south of the wilderness.

The Mang tribe can finally deal with the powerful Jackal tribe with peace of mind.

(End of this chapter)