Chapter 643 The ore torches around Odebiao
flickered on and off, illuminating various colors on the faces of primitive people.
They happily carried pieces of crab meat back, like ants moving.
Some of them also tied their bodies with various luminous minerals, dressed up in jewels, and danced incomprehensibly.
If those who were slaughtered were not the old gods, I would definitely sneer at them: barbaric!
The old god was huge, even though it was only a part of it, it was still more than thirty meters long and wide.
Even if these primitive people were strong, they would not be able to move in a short time.
I was thinking about whether to follow up and see where the lair of this group of primitive people was. Suddenly one of the particularly thick guys roared, and then hundreds of men put down the pieces of meat in their hands and carried huge Metal-like sticks or rocks turned around.
They had extremely angry expressions on their faces and shouted "Drink! Drink!" in their mouths.
Like there was something scary in the darkness across from them.
Suddenly, a strong man in the lead yelled: "Kill!"
Behind him, countless strong men roared: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Damn it! I lost my composure when I heard this word "kill"!
They actually spoke Chinese!
At a depth of tens of thousands of meters below, there is a group of almost primitive social civilizations that are already very good.
The key is that these primitive civilizations still speak Chinese!
This almost brought me to tears! Chinese was created by Cangjie and is the cultural heritage of the Chinese nation.
Since this group of people can speak Chinese, they either come from China, or someone from China has been here and taught them the language!
No matter what, can I leave this ghost place? I’m afraid the hope lies with them!
It's just that the group of people were extremely angry and roared to kill, kill, kill. What did they mean?
While he was wondering, suddenly there was a dull rumbling sound in the darkness.
The sound was like countless stones rolling in, and like countless horse hooves hitting the ground approaching.
I stared into the darkness with my eyes wide open. Runes flashed in my eyes, and I had already seen through the darkness in front of me!
But after I saw clearly those things in the dark, I was almost so scared that I wanted to run away with a half-cut knife!
In the darkness, there turned out to be countless ferocious human heads, rolling towards the Crab Lord's body!
Those heads were about the same size as ordinary people's heads, with no beard or hair, just like a smooth iron egg!
On the iron egg, the nose and eyes are clearly distinguishable, and a bloody mouth takes up almost one-third of the face.
This group of guys seemed to have smelled the aroma of meat. They rolled and rolled in overwhelmingly, and in an instant they entered the lighting range of the ore torches.
Hundreds of strong men carrying metal sticks and huge rocks roared and charged into the crowd without hesitation.
There was a bloody storm, and heads were smashed into a puddle of meat paste.
But the strong men also let out bursts of heart-rending screams.
Those heads are not as rubbish as imagined, but are full of elasticity and flexible movements.
Although countless heads were smashed and flew backwards, there were so many heads that they swarmed around them, biting whatever they caught.
Once it bites someone, it won't bite, and it will even tear off a piece of flesh and blood with its teeth!
I took a breath, what the hell is this?
I'm shocked at this, but it seems commonplace to primitive people.
They fought hard with various primitive weapons, and never retreated even if they were bitten and bruised.
The number of primitive people is only five or six hundred, but the number of heads is almost endless.
Fortunately, the target of the heads was not the primitive man, but the Crab Lord lying on the ground unable to move.
The primitive people were indeed ferocious, and they beat people's heads to pieces. But there were still countless heads approaching the Crab Lord, and the white teeth opened their mouths to bite.
Their teeth are sharp and their bite force is strong, and they can easily tear apart a large piece of white flesh.
Endless heads of people swarmed forward, and the huge mountain of flesh disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The primitive people were anxious, and the strong man in the lead shouted sternly: "Meat! My meat!" Someone
else shouted loudly: "Chief! We have to go! After eating the mountain of meat, the corpse-headed barbarians will eat it from our hands." Meat!"
The leader swung the iron rod angrily, and more than a dozen heads were instantly turned into bloody meat pies.
He yelled: "Go! Go! The transport team leaves quickly!"
"Come with me to break up the combat camp!"
More than a hundred strong men roared and rushed forward with weapons in hand.
The others quickly ran away carrying the cut pieces of meat and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.
There were more than a hundred strong men left fighting and retreating, while the Corpse Head Barbarians were in hot pursuit.
Although the Crab Lord has a lot of flesh and blood, it still can't withstand the gnawing of the heads of these people.
It only took a few minutes, and even the flesh, flesh and bones were chewed clean.
In a daze, I seemed to notice an extremely weak soul wave coming from me: "Pangu, save me..."
"He Yongheng...save me..."
"Burying God Abyss, Burying God Abyss, I shouldn't be here. "
The fluctuations in the soul were so weak that I almost thought it was an illusion.
But sounds can be heard wrong, eyes can see wrong, but the perception of the soul can never be wrong.
The Crab Lord is finished.
Also, God Burial Abyss, what the hell is this place!
The Crab Lord's soul fluctuations gradually dissipated and were no longer noticeable.
But after the corpse-headed barbarians had finished eating the flesh and blood of the old gods, they pounced on the strong men again.
More than a hundred strong men fought and retreated in an extremely embarrassed state.
In order to attract the zombie's attention, they even discarded part of the cut crab meat.
But this thing is simply a drop in the bucket when faced with a huge number of zombies!
The leading strong man became anxious and shouted: "I'll lure them away! You retreat!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a weak soul wave appeared on the strong man's body. In terms of soul strength, it was equivalent to that of Middle-earth. Class C.
Immediately afterwards, the C-level strong man turned around and ran away without hesitation.
Strange to say, the corpse-headed barbarians who were originally so crazy that they wanted to eat everything, after the strong man burst out with soul fluctuations, abandoned the primitive people one after another and chased the strong man crazily.
The most important thing is that the strong man is so stubborn that he is running in my direction.
It can chew up all the Crab Lords, and there is not even a sign of the God-level fall.
How dare I look down upon such a corpse-headed barbarian?
At that moment, I grabbed the half-cut knife without hesitation, and a series of heavenly fire and purple flames surged out.
I can tell from the scene just now that the corpse head man is basically unconscious and only knows how to eat.
If they run away, they will chase their target to the ends of the earth.
Either eat the target or be killed by the target. Faced with such a vicious guy, I chose to kill him without hesitation.
But seeing the blazing fire, the scorching heat dissipated the coldness around them.
The strong man in the lead suddenly saw the fire coming towards him and rolled on the spot without hesitation. His soul burst out and he managed to break through the flames.
I secretly admired him. I had no intention of hurting his life.
After all, he can speak Chinese and can communicate. Maybe my hope of leaving the underground world lies in him.
But I can't help but admire his ability to dodge the purple flames of the sky fire neatly.
The high temperature of nearly tens of thousands of degrees can burn people to ashes even if they are only slightly close.
The moment the strong man crossed the flames, countless corpse-headed barbarians rushed towards him.
In an instant, there was a smell of burning smell, and countless naked heads were immediately blackened with burned flesh and blood and fell off quickly.
What rushed over were endless corpse-headed barbarians. After breaking through the sea of fire, only piles of ashes were left.
Not even Bai Sensen's bones were left behind.
When I saw how sharp the Heavenly Fire and Purple Flame were against the corpse-headed barbarians, my confidence suddenly skyrocketed. I thought you were so powerful. Even the old gods can chew it up.
It turned out to be nothing more than that!
The corpse-headed barbarians rushed forward one after another, but the purple flames were indestructible.
I don't know how many corpse-headed barbarians rushed towards me and were burned to ashes by the flames, but through the firelight, I could still see the densely packed corpse-headed barbarians continuing to come.
My scalp felt numb.
Although Tianhuo Ziyan is extremely domineering, it is supported by the power of my soul.
If the corpse-head barbarians are really endless, it is estimated that when the purple flames of the sky fire are extinguished, this strong primitive man and I will be eaten.
I couldn't help but grab the rune sword. I didn't die in the hands of God or the old gods. Even the previous sea of magma didn't burn me to death!
If my brains were eaten by you people with no IQ, where would I put my face?
Even if I die, I will fight you to the end!
Just as he was secretly angry, he heard a cheer from the strong primitive man.
Immediately opposite the flames, the endless corpse-headed barbarians retreated like a tidal wave.
The strong primitive man beat his chest with his fists in excitement, while I breathed a sigh of relief and looked confident.
Now that you have met the opponent face to face, try your best to maintain your strong demeanor.
At this stall, even if you are not an expert, you still have to pretend to be an expert.
The strong primitive man looked excited, hit himself, and said loudly: "Me! Odebiao!"
He gave a thumbs up again, pointed at me and said: "Brother, you are the one!"
I smiled slightly, If my heart tells me whether I am strong or not, do you still need to tell me?
But the name Oudebiao is really intriguing.
When Odebiao saw that I was silent, he said suspiciously: "Primitive man?"
I almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Who are you talking about as a primitive man?
Just as he was about to get angry, Odebiao took out a piece of dirty and smelly crotch cloth from the animal skin backpack at the back, and said seriously: "There is no shame in primitive people, big brother, we were all primitive people before!
" This thing is for you to wear!"
He didn't know if he didn't tell me. After mentioning it like this, I realized that I was completely naked, and the cold wind blew by, making my balls feel cold.
I almost fainted.
I was very nervous along the way, and I had a fight with the corpse head again, and I don’t know how many heads were burned to death.
I thought I was showing off my expert demeanor, but in the end I didn’t even notice that I was naked!
Fortunately, Odebiao was the only one who saw all this. If I were released to the Middle Earth, wouldn't my eternal reputation be destroyed in one fell swoop?
I quickly took the crotch cloth and put it on directly regardless of whether the guy was sick.
The place where I could hide my shame was blocked, and my confidence quickly returned.
I said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you."
Odebiao was overjoyed: "Aren't you a primitive? Primitives can't speak Chinese!"
When I heard the word "Chinese", I was even more moved and said, "Where are you from?" Learned Chinese?"
Odebiao said: "The elders taught it to us."
"Not everyone in the God Burial Valley is qualified to learn Chinese."
"Brother, what is your name? I invite you on behalf of the Pan tribe. Come to our place as a guest!"
"Don't worry, Xitou dare not come to our tribe!"
I said without hesitation: "My name is He Yongheng, and I am honored to be a guest of the Pan tribe." "
But Oudebiao Brother, who gave you this name?"
Odebiao said proudly: "This name was not given by anyone! It is the title of the first warrior of our Pan tribe." "
Whoever is the strongest and gets the most food will get Whoever has the most support is qualified to inherit the name Oudebiao!" "
Once every three years, I have won the title of Oudebiao twice in a row!"
I was speechless.
The name Oudebiao has a strong modern ridicule flavor.
Who gave him such a name?
Also, nearly 20,000 meters underground, who taught them Chinese?
No matter what, I was regarded as a distinguished guest of Odebiao in this way.
Odebiao is a cheerful and carefree person.
Along the way, I made insinuations and tried my best to ask about the situation here.
Odebiao didn't hide anything, nor was he suspicious at all.
He told me that this place is called Burial God Abyss. I don’t know where the name comes from, but the elders and clan leaders all call it that.
He has lived here since he was a child and relies on hunting and gathering every day.
Women usually do the gathering, while men do the hunting.
Just today, everyone in the tribe saw a purple thing falling from the sky, and it dropped all the way, with a strange smell of meat.
So the elders of the tribe made a decision without hesitation and went around looking for the fallen pieces of fragrant meat.
Not to mention, they actually found him.
So the dignified old god, the S-level powerhouse, became their meal.
(End of chapter)