"What's going on?" Snakehead asked with narrowed eyes, and the vicious aura on his body suddenly disappeared.
His eyes were more like triangular eyes than that of a snake cultivator. As soon as he squinted his eyes, everyone immediately felt a chill in their backs, as if they were being stared at by a ferocious and venomous snake.
"It's the Black Monkey Tribe, they did it!" Snake Xiu said hurriedly and angrily.
He told the smuggler what had just happened.
"Black Monkey Tribe?"
The snake head squinted his eyes, murmured a few words, and suddenly said: "Isn't that right? I heard witches talk about this black monkey tribe. They seem to be an evil tribe like us. When did they become a righteous tribe?"
Snake Xiu shook his head and said: "Snakehead, I don't know this, but it is a fact that they attacked us. We have to fight back!"
"Well...if you fight back, you will definitely fight back. The Black Monkey Tribe actually dares to break your arm. I want everyone in their tribe to be broken too!"
The snakehead flashed his sinister eyes and asked again: "By the way, you just said that the Black Monkey Tribe is the tribe with witches?"
Snake Xiu nodded and said: "Yes, it is the tribe we attacked but escaped last time. Their witch is very strange. He is obviously a junior witch, but I can detect from him a witchcraft power as powerful as an intermediate witch." !”
"That's strange. I heard from the witch that just like him, the witch from the Black Monkey Tribe is also an intermediate witch. How could he be a junior witch?" Snakehead pondered slightly.
Snake cultivator guessed: "Perhaps something happened and his level dropped, but his witchcraft power is still maintained?"
"Forget it, forget about it. It doesn't matter whether the witch from the Black Monkey Tribe is an intermediate witch or a junior witch. Anyway, in the exchange ceremony, his witchcraft power has been sealed. No matter how powerful the witchcraft is, it will be released. Don’t come out.”
As he said that, the snakehead rummaged through the goods and found a one-meter-diameter wooden stick. The stick was covered with spikes and lumps that had not been removed, very much like the original version of a mace.
There is no doubt that if you are hit by it, you will definitely die or be injured!
The snakehead was holding the mace, and his fierce aura suddenly unfolded.
"Go, call all the tribesmen over. Let's go find this black monkey tribe and teach them a lesson. They actually dare to beat people from our tribe!"
"Yes, Snakehead."
An ordinary tribesman next to him responded and hurriedly summoned the totem warriors of the Black Snake Tribe.
***
Yang Cheng didn't know yet that the Black Snake Tribe was about to come.
He took Yanhu and several totem warriors to hang out at the exchange ceremony.
In fact, the exchange ceremony is not very big, but the big rocks are relatively far apart. This is nothing to the totem warriors, but for Yang Cheng, an ordinary person who has traveled from the earth, it is a bit tiring.
After walking for such a long time, although Yang Cheng's face could not be seen and he looked like nothing had happened, his steps felt heavier and heavier.
Yanhu and several other totem warriors were very interested, looking around, extremely happy.
Along the way, Yang Cheng didn't find any plant seeds, but they did change a lot of things, including pendants, necklaces, straw ropes tied to stone spears, and a series of small stones strung with grass...
It seems to be of no use, but it looks unique and does not look good on the shelf.
Yang Cheng also let it go.
Feeling that his legs were getting heavier, Yang Cheng planned to go back to rest first and come back tomorrow to see if anything new appeared.
at this time!
There was a noise in front of them, and a large group of people gathered around a tribe's large rock in the middle.
"Mai, come over and take a look." Yang Cheng said to Mai.
After Mai responded, he ran over and ran back immediately.
"Witch, someone is doing witchcraft!" Mai said excitedly.
"Witchcraft?! Let's go."
Yang Cheng became excited when he heard that someone wanted to exchange witchcraft. It had been almost two days, and someone finally started to exchange witchcraft.
Yang Cheng felt that his legs were no longer heavy, so he led Yan Hu and the others towards the big rock.
The arrival of Yang Cheng and his party immediately attracted the attention of other tribes. After all, a shaman appearing among many totem warriors is like a husky appearing among a pack of wolves. It cannot be ignored without attracting attention.
Seeing Yang Cheng, these tribal warriors cast vaguely friendly glances in their eyes.
In their eyes, Yang Cheng is their friend~
And as Yang Cheng and others moved forward, they all made way in unison.
Yang Cheng was not polite, smiled at both sides, walked along the road, and soon came to the big rock.
There are fourteen totem warriors behind the big rock. There are no sixth-grade totem warriors among them, but most of the totem warriors are seventh-grade totem warriors. Only four are eighth-grade totem warriors, and they are relatively powerful.
Yang Cheng estimated that this tribe could compete with the Vine tribe, and might even be stronger. It sent out ten seventh-grade totem warriors at once, and even the Vine tribe did not have so many in their ranks.
Yang Cheng also knew the leader of the seventh-grade totem warrior. When he came over to exchange barbecue last night, he introduced his name as Dahui.
Dahui unfolded the animal skin in his hand and waved it to the crowd of onlookers:
"Everyone, please take a closer look. Our witchcraft is called bonding..."
Dahui showed the animal skin to everyone, and also asked everyone to carefully look at the animal skin on his hand, but now no one among the totem warriors gave him face. Whichever direction his animal skin faced, the totem warrior standing in that direction would turn aside. Turn your head away from his hide.
Well...it's because I don't dare to look!
The animal skin was covered with dense tadpole witchcraft, and they felt dizzy after looking at it for a few more times.
The same was true for Yanhu and Mai. When they saw the animal skin facing them, they hurriedly turned their heads away, not daring to look.
Only Yang Cheng was not afraid, and he took a closer look with relish, and recognized the slightly larger tadpole witchcraft on the top of the animal skin - the bonding technique!
Dahui was a little surprised to see someone staring at the animal skin in his hand without fear.
Immediately realizing that it was Yang Cheng, Da Hui immediately laughed and blurted out:
"friend……"
Halfway through his words, Yang Cheng stopped him with his eyes.
Da Hui immediately woke up and Yang Cheng told him not to make any announcement.
"That witch, are you interested in this witchcraft?" He quickly asked.
Yang Cheng smiled and said: "Of course I am interested, but I don't know what type of witchcraft this bonding technique is and what is its use?"
"Hey, the bonding technique is really powerful!"
Dahui said proudly: "It is the most powerful witchcraft in our tribe. It is an auxiliary witchcraft. The caster can use it to cast it on a ferocious beast, and then the two will be bound. The ferocious beast will then listen to the spell." It’s his!”
