Ten thousand years of prehistory of elves

"Boom"

There was loud thunder, but light rain was pattering.

In the distance, dawn is approaching, and it seems dark but not dark.

The field was filled with densely packed corpses of stupa and trumpet buds, and smelly green blood mixed with rainwater flowed around.

Several members of the hunting team died, and the defense line retreated from the open space outside the fence to the fence.

He Chen was already numb.

Everyone is numb.

Numbly brandishing weapons, numbly watching the tribal people die, numbly watching Ba Dadie fall from the sky and being swallowed by Da Shihua.

When you die, you are also numb.

But they looked at the flag with satisfaction in their eyes.

The blood palm flag set by Chen Wu has not yet fallen!

He Chen was standing next to the flag, slashing down at him with a stone knife, and Suicune was right next to him, attacking the trumpet buds or dumb flowers that he hadn't had time to resist.

His arms were sore and weak, and his eyes were dim.

He suddenly realized.

This is prehistoric!

This is the era when the bloody jungle law prevails!

There are no Pokemon handhelds, no two-year-old manga in hot blood, and no sub-supplied animations.

Some are just naked predators of the jungle.

If you don't work hard, you perish.

If you don’t fight, you will perish.

If you are not cold-blooded, you perish.

Some elves came to the Holy Mother with the benevolence of the previous life, but in the end they harmed the tribe.

"Hu, huhu."

Suicune next to him stopped attacking and took a few breaths.

Even if it is a mythical beast, it will be tired. One-on-one is fine, but this kind of human sea tactic...

There were many scars on Suicune's body, and there were several flying blades stuck in his strong thighs.

There are too many buds and trumpet buds, and it is almost unbearable.

He Chen gritted his teeth.

There are flags here, and the tribal people know about flags for the first time, and their understanding of flags cannot be changed!

A flag is something that must be guarded desperately!

This is the belief he wants to instill!

"not good."

Before that, He Chen had been preventing the powerful attack of the sun and flames, but now their defense line retreated to the fence, and there were some big flower-eating tricks below that could not be blocked!

"ah--!"

The mouths of more than a dozen giant food flowers condensed with light, ready to go.

"Suicune! Baddie! Attack those big food flowers quickly!" He Chen shouted.

With so much sunlight and flames, the fence is absolutely unable to withstand it, and even many people may die.

There are only a few butterflies left, and Suicune is also weak.

However, they still listened to He Chen's words and aimed their attacks at those big food flowers.

"ah--!"

However, trumpet buds and mouthflowers in abundance blocked the attack.

Only a few big food flowers were hit by the attack.

"How come these big food flowers are full of sunshine and flames!"

The rays of light in the mouths of those big food flowers became more and more intense, and He Chen's eyes widened.

"It's over."

But for a moment of depression, he regained his fighting spirit.

"Without the fence, we still have to fight!"

He Chen's heart became ruthless.

The temper of the Chinese nation is to bite you even if you die.

The fence is gone, like dirt, it will bite you to death.

"boom--"

Large and small flames of sunlight spewed out towards the green worm tribe, forming brilliant and dazzling light paths across the night sky.

The faces of the Green Insect Tribe were full of despair, and some women even started to cry.

"Suicune, leave quickly!"

He Chen closed his eyes, hugged Xiao Bai tightly, and curled up.

Grass-type ultimate moves can do a lot of damage to Suicune.

At this moment, a melodious and vigorous cry sounded.

"What-!"

Everyone turned their heads and looked up at the top of the mountain, where the sound came from.

"Grandpa Baidie!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise.

"Grandpa Baidie?"

He Chen opened his eyes with a solemn expression.

They all know that Grandpa Baidie is very powerful, but Grandpa Baidie is very old.

The reason why He Chen didn't invite Grandpa Baidie all the time was because he didn't want Grandpa Baidie to be overworked.

After all, in the previous life, who had watched boxing in their seventies and eighties?If a punch is thrown out and no one hits, he may twist his waist.

Grandpa Baidie is equivalent to this kind of elderly person.

He Chen was very worried that Grandpa Baidie would die because of the battle, which would be disastrous for the Green Worm Tribe.

Because of Grandpa Baidie, the Green Insect Tribe was able to live in this meteorite mountain while resisting pressure from all directions.

Others didn't know, but He Chen knew that the Yellow Insect Tribe was able to develop and grow on its own because the Green Insect Tribe blocked the attacks of most of the elves in the south and east.

Otherwise, relying on the fact that the Yellow Worm Tribe does not have super high combat power, it is estimated that it would have been wiped out long ago.

It was only the presence of the Green Insect Tribe, or Grandpa Baidie, that allowed them to recuperate.

"Grandpa Baidie, is it okay..." He Chen murmured to himself.

"The elder is very strong." Shui Jun comforted He Chen.

"What-!"

Following the old and majestic voice of Grandpa Baidie, a misty mask rose, covering the entire settlement at the foot of the mountain.

Skills - hold on!

"Securing such a large area..."

A hint of surprise flashed in He Chen's eyes.

"Pfft-"

Sure enough, the flames of the sun hit the mask almost at the same time as it rose, causing ripples in layers.

The photomask fluctuated, but it failed to break the photomask.

"Hold it!"

He Chen couldn't help being amazed.

The other tribesmen cheered directly.

"Boys, dance with me!"

At this moment, Grandpa Baidie's voice rang in everyone's hearts.

He Chen looked up.

I saw a dark and thin young man holding a single-winged Butterfly in his arms, slowly coming out of the cave on the top of the mountain.

The single-winged butterfly stood in the boy's arms and flapped its wings slightly.

Grandpa Baidie and Di!

Di looked very excited at this time, especially when he saw He Chen and the flag next to He Chen, his eyes were wet.

"Boys... let's dance..."

Grandpa Baidie's voice sounded.

"Dance?"

He Chen had doubts in his eyes.

"It's not us, it's the Butterflies."

Wing said suddenly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the only remaining Baddies were seen flying quickly from the battlefield to the mountain.

It flew to Grandpa Baidie and floated above Di's head, forming an oval shape.

"What—"

"Mea!" "Meaaah!"

Following the long cry of Grandpa Baidie, the butterflies danced slowly, their white wings drew mysterious traces in the sky, and little fluorescent phosphorous powder sprinkled down.

The Ba Da Die fluttering in the rain looks like a dream, mysterious and beautiful.

An inexplicable and mysterious power spread.

"This is Butterfly Dance!"

He Chen couldn't help exclaiming.

Does butterfly dance still have large-scale group butterfly dance?

It seems that other Ba Dadie don't know how to do it!

At this moment, Di supported Grandpa Baidie, and Grandpa Baidie used his thoughts to support Di to float up.

A layer of shimmer covered each Butterfly.

"ah--!"

The big flower-eating flowers under the fence all neighed anxiously, and they also felt a kind of pressure.

This is the pressure that Grandpa Baidie is superior to them.

The coercion of the superiors.

The venom, the grass blender, the flying leaf knife, and several beams of sunlight and flames were sent out at the same time, aiming at the Butterflies on the top of the mountain.

"What-!"

Grandpa Baidie let out a neighing sound, and all the big butterflies around him also neighed.

The sound vibrated, turned into ripples and spread, and was gathered together by Grandpa Baidie, and charged towards the big food flowers.

Insect-type ultimate move - Insect Cry!

The attacks from both sides are getting closer.

On one side are the only hundreds of big food flowers, mouth flower flowers and trumpet buds left after the fight.

On one side are the only remaining ten Butterflies, and the one-winged Grandpa White Butterfly.

"Get down!" He Chen yelled.

His voice was quickly drowned out.

"boom--"

When the ultimate move comes into contact, there is a violent roar and explosion.

There was a violent shock, and the white butterflies fell from the sky like dumplings.

Di also suddenly lost the support of his thoughts, and fell to the ground with Grandpa Baidie in his arms, crying out in pain.

Fortunately, it was not too high and the fall was not serious. It was just that Grandpa Baidie's body rolled out.

And the big food flowers flew out one by one, hitting the trees in the distance, and some fell directly into the fire that was not extinguished by the rain.

The shock wave spread to the fence, causing waves of wind and rain, but the tribesmen did not suffer much damage, only a few unlucky ones were blown down.

The fence is only slightly tilted.

He Chen stood up and was overjoyed when he saw the big food flowers flying upside down.

He shouted, "Uncle, great opportunity!"

Wing also saw this opportunity.

His burly and majestic body jumped down from the fence, stepped on various corpses with his bare feet, and raised the mottled stone knife with gaps everywhere in his hand.

The various tribesmen jumped down after him.

"Green Worm Tribe!"

Chi had sharp eyes, waved his sore arms, wiped the blood, sweat and rain from his face, and said hoarsely:

"Come with me!"