After rebirth in the wilderness, you can travel back and forth to the earth

This is a strong man from the demon realm!

He saw Yang Qingshan holding two huge demon heads that were still bleeding.

Yang Yi was followed by two other giants who were cuddling together and following each other step by step.

The tribesmen put down what they were doing and gathered around with strange expressions.

They have grown up listening to stories about various ferocious demon clans, and have been fighting with them all year round.

But most people in the tribe have never seen a strong person in the demon realm.

When weak humans see powerful monsters outside, it means death.

Here, in this world, whether it is a human race or a demon race, as long as it is weak, it means that life is fragile.

A small life cannot help itself.

"Brother Shan, I'm coming, I'm coming."

Yang Cang was the first to take a demon head from Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan and Yang Qingshan hung the heads of the demon clan on both sides of the tribe's gate.

"go."

Yang Yi whispered a word, and two Suan lion demons squatted on both sides of the gate with extremely winking eyes.

Extremely sensible and well-behaved.

It seems that if they move a little slower, the two of them will end up like the two monsters before, with their bodies separated.

"Mukuro, awesome."

Yang Cang, Yang Huan and others looked around the two Suan lion demons, looking curious and unafraid, and kept praising Yang Yidao.

Praising Yang Yi for being so powerful, he was able to subdue even these two monsters that looked extremely fierce.

Except for the last time they went to hunt the redwood demon with Yang Hulin, they had not seen any other living demon-level experts.

Yang Yi waved his hand and chatted with the tribesmen with a smile.

The city walls are covered with rows of monster heads, and the two monster heads on the gate are particularly large.

There were two ferocious Suan lion demons squatting next to them. The tribe was so dressed up that it looked like a ferocious bandit den.

Seeing the tribesmen cheering, Yang Yi felt dumbfounded. He still couldn't feel such wild joy.

Sitting on the city wall, he and Yang Cang and others waited quietly for the arrival of the three tribes.

As the clan leader, Yang Qingshan still wanted some cards. He did not wait in person and had already returned to the tribal meeting hall.

Yang Yi couldn't leave either. He had to watch the two Suan lion demons guarding the door below.

Just in case, they are fierce enough to hurt people.

The tribe was still too weak, and no one except him could control these two monsters.

Even if Yang Hulin, a master of the golden body realm, comes, a second-level master is not enough to feed a Suan lion demon.

Without the magical means of controlling beasts, simply relying on intimidation and coercion will not suffice.

Yang Yi felt helpless. The Dongling tribe had no foundation at all.

When he goes out in the future, he should pay attention to some beast control methods among the big forces and see if he can get them.

Yang Yi wanted to bring the group of one-horned green horses from the wilderness to the tribe and use them as mounts for the Xuanjia Army.

Without the means to control beasts, even if Yang Yi captured the group of one-horned green horses, he could only threaten them with force.

Such a mount will rebel at all times, which is too dangerous.

"I'm coming."

Yang Huan and his men ran back to the tribe like a gust of wind, shouting excitedly.

Interrupting Yang Yi's thoughts, he looked up and saw a large group of people coming quickly from a distance.

Everyone was carrying a lot of things, big and small, and some were even carrying living beasts.

It seems that these are all gifts for the Dongling tribe to pay tribute to the mountain.

When worshiping a mountain for the first time, people usually offer many gifts to show their sincerity.

As for the future, the amount of tribute paid each year depends on the wishes of the big tribe.

Of course, the big tribes won’t go too far. If you ask for more, the smaller tribes below will run away.

I turned around and looked for another hill.

After all, the Northern Wilderness is so big, and there are as many tribes as the stars, including the Silver and Gold tribes.

This place is unreliable, but it has its own reliable tribe.

"Hey, why can't they stop?"

When Yang Cang saw the three small tribesmen, they stopped at a distance halfway and said in confusion.

In order to welcome the three tribes of you to worship the mountain, the Dongling Tribe has prepared everything and plans to allow the lowest tribute items in the future.

If this doesn't come, turn around and go back.

Looking at Yang Cang's formation, he wished he could lead the Xuanjia Army down, take all three tribes back, and force them to worship the mountain.

Yang Yi looked at the stagnant group of people in the distance, and then at the two Suan lion demons on both sides of the gate under the city wall, as well as the heads of various demon clans hanging on both sides.

Needless to say, this must have frightened the people of these small tribes.

"Are you sure the Dongling Silver Tribe is in front of you?"

A small tribe leader asked the person next to him.

He extremely suspected that he had reached the lair of the big bandit in the Northern Wasteland, and was worried that they would be eaten alive if they went in.

Both legs were trembling slightly now.

A group of people nearby were also trembling in their hearts.

Looking at the Dongling tribe in front of them, this is not like worshiping a mountain. It's more like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

"The clan leader should be the Dongling tribe."

The man leading the way hesitated for a while and then said, he would not go wrong for more than 50 kilometers.

But looking at the terrifying tribe in front of him, he hesitated.

"Uncle Cang, do you think they were frightened?"

Unable to wait for this group of worshipers to come over for a long time, Yang Huan pointed at the rows of demon heads on the city wall and said.

"No, I'll have someone bring them in."

Yang Cang immediately called for people to bring the people from the three tribes.

As for whether he frightened those people, Yang Cang firmly denied it.

Thinking that the Dongling Tribe was promoted to the Silver Tribe, he, Yang Qingshan, and Yang Hulin went to pay homage to the Qinghe Gold Tribe.

Good guy, the walls of the Qinghe tribe are densely covered with demon heads, which looks extremely spectacular.

It made them envious at that time. Whenever the Dongling tribe could do this and show off their strength.

Now, with great difficulty, three reconstruction tribes have arrived from the surrounding area.

How could we miss such an opportunity? It was time for the Dongling Tribe to show off its military power.

Just when the people of the three tribes hesitated, whether to continue moving forward or retreat.

A Yunshen realm warrior from the Dongling tribe arrived with several tribesmen and shouted loudly from a distance.

"Ahead are the three tribes of Qingniu, Lanzhu, and Shanhu."

"Sir, it's me, sir. I dare to ask, sir, the Dongling Baiyin tribe is in front of us. We are here to pay homage to the mountain."

Three tribes were destroyed, and the small tribe that moved here had never seen such a large battle before. They were extremely cautious for fear of offending anyone.

"coming."

Seeing the tribesmen coming with people from three tribes, Yang Cang clapped his hands and seemed very excited.

A group of dozens of people, including people from three tribes, approached and saw more clearly that there were two huge and fierce monsters squatting at the door of the Dongling tribe, and there were rows of huge monster heads hanging on the city walls.

Everything seemed so hideous and terrifying.

A group of people began to sway on their feet, unable to even muster the courage to escape.

This is not the Dongling Baiyin tribe with a good reputation. It is clearly the lair of the cruel and fierce Beihuang bandits.