Chapter 119 Barbarian Tribe

As soon as he raised his eyes, Chang Heng saw that he was by no means the opponent of this female purple magic cow, so he didn't say anything. After a pause, his whole body roared and instantly turned into a firelight and shot into the distance.

The flame was extremely fierce, and Chang Heng's whole body disappeared into the flame, like a real sea of fire, surging towards the distance and leaving a hundred feet away in an instant.

"Would you like to go?" The woman sneered, with five fingers, and a thunderbolt rumbled down from the sky and hit the sea of fire.

The thunder snake meandered and fell into the sea of fire, making a crackling sound of thunder and flame collision. The thunder snake with several inches of thick fingers was dense and burst into a piece of lightning when it was burned by the flame, but it blew out the flame encountered by the thunder snake when it burst. There was not much time left for the thunder snake to fall, and the flames also disappeared, revealing Chang Heng's embarrassed figure.

A few mouthfuls of blood spewed out of his mouth, and Chang Heng staggered a few steps when he landed. He was stunned. This was the real strength above the demon baby period, and his physical practice could not even stop any move.

Chang Heng did not look back, and the witch power in his body ran fast, like a fire burning in the meridians. Every step he fell, he would leave a three-inch deep burnt black footprint on the ground. His legs were full of strength, fell fiercely, jumped high, like a jumping flame, and continued to run far away.

"Can you still run?" The purple hair on the woman's body suddenly trembled, and a thick thunder and lightning appeared under her feet. With the help of this dragon-like lightning, the woman's figure flashed, but in an instant she came behind Chang Heng and stretched out her big hand to grab Chang Heng.

"So fast?" Chang Heng didn't care about anything else. He knew that the altar in the sea shook and instantly changed into a Dijiang clan. The meat wings behind him spread. When the woman's big hand was hard to grab, it disappeared.

"Space magic power?" The woman was slightly stunned and stopped chasing. In addition to those races with space talent, if she wants to touch the space magic power, she must be very strong, and now she obviously doesn't have this strength and can only watch Chang Heng escape.

"The witch clan, and the witch clan, have killed my two children. I'm going to report to His Majesty the Demon Emperor, and I will definitely not rest with you this time." Looking at the direction of Chang Heng's escape, the woman scolded a few times and turned to Qingyunfeng.

"It's so close." Coming out of the void, he found that the woman did not chase her, and Chang Heng was secretly lucky. This time, it's really careless. You should retreat as soon as you complete the task. You must pay attention to it in the future.

was beaten by this female purple magic cow. Chang Heng was not seriously injured, but only slightly adjusted his breath to calm down the disordered witch power. He looked left and right, and then took out a map from the bone ring.

This map was still obtained from Mr. Jian, and there is a nearby terrain on it. According to the map, there are more than a dozen tribes of different sizes near the Qingyun Mountains, the largest of which are hundreds of thousands of witches, and the smaller ones are like Mangshan Village, with only thousands of people.

After careful consideration, Chang Heng chose a nearby tribe, a barbarian tribe. This is a medium-sized tribe, stronger than the Xiongling tribe, and it is not far from here.

After packing up his body, Chang Heng rushed to the wind barbarian tribe. The Fengman tribe, if nothing unexpected happens, should be the Tianwu clan, but although various tribes often fight with each other, they do not prevent other people from entering the tribe.

Turning over two peaks, Chang Heng saw a rather flat terrain, where a huge tribe gathered stood there. Hundreds of thousands of people are already a small town. In addition to those system NPCs, there are more players and tens of thousands of people, among which there are some foreign players with different skin colors.

The tribe is surrounded by wooden stakes held by one person ten feet high, and only four ten-foot-wide doors are opened in the southeast and northwest for passage, surrounded by a 50-foot wide river, in which strange fish and shrimp appear from time to time, reminding Chang Heng of the ferocious strange fish in the river outside the village.

At this time, the gates were opened, and the bustling crowds were congested. From time to time, some people shouted and cursed angrily for some unknown reason. However, under the eyes of a team of warriors responsible for maintaining public security in the Fengbarians tribe, these people quickly lowered their voices and just whispered their immediate relatives.

"Ice grass, rich in ice aura, can alchemy, make medicine to reconcile fire materials, what you want quickly."

"Bi Fang's feather contains a strong fire aura. Friends who want to refine the fire magic weapon have only one speed."

"There is a hundred-year-old turtle elixir, which can be refined, swallowed, and sold for only five minutes."

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It was still far from the Zhaimen, and Chang Heng heard the hawking one after another. He couldn't help but be stunned. Is there such a thing?

When he walked into the village gate, he found that hundreds of people were setting up stalls in those vacant land. There are all kinds of things on the stall. Some people sell loudly, while others just sit there silently, waiting for the buyers to see for themselves. Except for these sellers, they buy more things. This place is like a small market.

"Do you want to buy or sell things?" At this time, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes came and asked Chang Heng.

"What do you say about buying things and selling things?" Chang Heng asked with great interest.

"Go to see what you buy, and buy a stall to sell things." This barbarian tribe said simply.

"Please tell me in detail." Chang Heng said, and stuffed a spiritual fruit while talking.

Look at the spiritual fruit, the aura on it is sufficient, which makes this barbarian tribe very satisfied, and said, "This is formulated by our Wu Lao. We provide you with protection, and you have to pay a certain fee. It can be a weapon bone charm or a medicinal mineral, as long as it is useful.

"So that's it." Chang Heng couldn't help but become interested in this old man. Ordinary witches only sacrifice to ancestral witches and don't care much about the affairs of the tribe. Obviously, this witch has a strong economic brain.

"I wonder if I can meet Wu Lao?" Chang Heng asked tentatively.

"What do you want to do?" The barbaric tribe looked at Chang Heng cautiously and clenched his weapon.

"I don't do anything." Chang Heng quickly explained. Wu Lao is obviously with unparalleled wisdom to make such an arrangement. I want to listen to his teachings.

"That's right. Of course, Wu Lao has the wisdom that no one can compare with. Of course, it doesn't include Lord Zu Wu. The barbarians said. However, Mr. Wu is most afraid of being disturbed by others. You'd better not disturb him.

did not bother to visit the witch. He talked a few words with the barbarian tribe. Chang Heng knew some of the rules here, so he thanked him with a smile and went to the market alone.