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276 The Legend of the Holy Beast in the Fire World(2/2)

"Sir, the Shingo tribe is here, with more than 15,000 people inside. Please follow me." No. 1 said respectfully. Along the way, they all saw the terrifying strength of these three outsiders. A whole piece of flame trees. If you want to completely subdue or destroy it, even the entire Shingo tribe may not be able to do it together. But the three of them here have accomplished such a great "feat" and become more respectful after experiencing it.

I dare not have any disobedience.

Compared with the Fire-Breaking Tree in the Gate Tribe, when I walked in, I found that I really had an incomparable illusion.

The Fire-Breaking Tree of the Wumen tribe is pitifully small, no wonder it only has a few hundred people. If there weren't a sacrificial existence that controlled the Fire Tree, it would be impossible to even be considered a lower tribe.

Only when you stand under this huge fire-taking tree can you realize the greatness of this tree. Although it swallows flesh and blood, a solidification rule will come where the canopy blocks it, hindering the invasion of flames and making the flames under your feet become like soil, sand and gravel without any damage.

The temperature also dropped a lot, and the armor of Liu Shoucai and the other two was scrapped, so after arriving here, they took off the armor. Only Liu Shoucai left one, using the pocket of the armor as a waist bag and wrapped it around his waist.

After entering here, I soon saw a group of about three or four people wearing bark armor in Fire-Breaking Tree. They were holding sticks in their hands. This was their weapon. Liu Shoucai had tried very strongly, like steel. However, compared to the daggers and long swords in their hands, they were much different. The only difference was that under the canopy of Fire-Breaking Tree, these people did not wear helmets.

"Zhenwohu, you actually delayed the number of geniuses to come back! Tell you, something big happened to our Zhenwo clan!" The leader said, but immediately locked it on Ling Muzi and the other two, frowned and asked, "Who are they? They don't even have armor. Could it be that they are from an inequality tribe?"

Shingo, the servant No. 1, shouted sternly: "Matsugo, I think of your words. These three are the noblest outsiders. Close your mouth. I will take three guests to see the patriarch and the priest."

"Haha! These people who are worn in tatters and don't even have armor are outsiders? And you? Mago, you are back and forth! Tell you that there are indeed outsiders in the Mago tribe, but they are definitely not the three around you! They are worthy of being outsiders?"

Liu Shoucai frowned slightly. Such a bloody internal struggle in the tribe actually happened in this almost primitive tribe society! It seems that the cruel environment did not unite these tribes, or their bloodlines were impure, so this was the case.

Hearing Shingo Kung's words, servant No. 1 snorted coldly: "I hope you can still be so proud after seeing the patriarch and the priest." After that, Shingodo turned around and bowed his head and said respectfully to Ling Muzi: "Sir, please don't be as knowledgeable as such a waste. Please come with me. The patriarch and the priest live under the holy tree in the center."

Among the native natives, the fire-breaking tree is also called a holy tree, which is like the totem they worship and respect.

Ling Muzi smiled and said, "Let's go and take us to meet your patriarch and priests. We have a very tight time and we can't stay here for too long."
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