It is a clan of the tribe, although the population is not much, but this is not much is relative, the number of people in this tribe is at least a hundred thousand people, one by one, low stone houses and rugged roads are intertwined, there are fields on both sides of the tribe, the fields are planted in grain, and there are many people wearing animal skins busy in the field.

“Is this a village?”

Lee spoke to himself.

In his view, this very primitive tribe should be a village, remote, a remote village in a remote area of the human country.

The population is nearly 10,000, but it is relatively weak compared to other ethnic tribes in the wilderness.

"Although the number is not much, but the whole village actually does not even have a four-dimensional fairy god, it is really..."

Li Yue shook his head, he came along the way, saw a lot of races, many tribes, the number of other races in the tribe is not as far as this, only a few hundred, but at least a lot of four-dimensional immortals, but in front of this tribe actually has none.

This tribe is in the wilderness world, it is simply weak and pitiful.

It is no wonder that the first time Li Yue saw it, she thought it was just a small village in a country.

“Look at it!”

Li Yue walked toward the tribe on the other side of the river, stepped out, and disappeared directly in front of the tribe.

Looking at the tribe up close, his heart confirmed his own speculation.

Into the eyes, the whole tribe built a circle of three or four meters high black stone, piled up a long circle, the trip to a low "gable".

The roots of the "gable" are mostly black moss, wet and cold, and you can see a lot of mottled scratches, like the animal's claws, but it has been a long time.

In the "gables", it is the appearance of the tribe, the gravel path can be seen everywhere, the low stone houses piled up with black rocks, and most of the stone houses outside are surrounded by wooden fences, and the stone or iron tools are on the stone house walls.

It was early in the morning that the tribe or village was already busy, either carrying a hoe, or carrying a bow and arrow, or carrying a basket, and men and women were walking toward their destination.

In the very center of this tribe there is an old tree, the old tree is thick, the bark is as rough as a stone, the whole trunk is dark and dark, and in the proud sun you can even see the metallic color of the reflection.

The lush old branches of the leaves, on its side, is a small square formed by a huge blue stone round table, at this moment the small square has been full of people, are children, the largest is 11 or 12 years old, the youngest is only five or six years old, three or five groups.

And on the other side of the group of children, stood a few strong men, these men's arms and bacon lice, as thick as legs, look very strong, their waists are surrounded by black fur, long black hair around the back, with the breeze gently stirring.

“Is this training?Or . . .

Li Yue did not know when he had appeared in this small square, standing in front of these people, watching these big men teach these children, constantly swinging some movements, constantly pointing, describing, explaining.

It is impossible to be found.

In the process of time, Li Yue looked at them and listened to them, but their language could not be understood, not the traditional language, it should be the slang of the tribe.

In his eyes, the strength of these men have reached the peak of the three-dimensional level, each blood is huge, standing in front of them can see the qi and blood through the sky like a blood column, but stuck in this step, failed to break through to the four dimensions.

They taught the children's movements, and Li Yue also simulated it in his heart and concluded that this is a simple way to quench the body and strengthen the blood.

Although simple, but very practical, because it is very suitable for the operation of the world and the earth of the Hongran universe, it is also very suitable for their physical fitness, in exchange for the practice of other universes does not necessarily have this effect.

The golden light in his eyes shone, and Li Yue glanced through the bodies of the Hongdan people everywhere.

From genes to cells, every corner is visible.

“Is it different from ordinary humans?”

There are races in the Lord God universe from all the universes, and human beings from different worlds do not know how much, but their genes are essentially the same, there is a difference, and the difference is not much.

But in the wilderness universe, the people in front of these are genetically fundamentally different from ordinary human beings.

Their genetic chains are simpler, more pure, and don’t have much hidden base.Similarly, it is more stable and almost difficult to mutate.

Stable and pure.

It is characteristic.

And this feature, Li Yue has seen, many congenital life or gods, their body structure and genetic level are similar to this, pure and stable, but the structure is more complex.

"Is it true that the people of the wilderness world were directly fabricated by women?"

So their genetic chains are not so complex, they are so stable.

Unlike the physical world, the level of life evolved step by step from basic organic matter and eventually evolved different intelligent life.

...

At this time, in the distant sky, a golden light flew rapidly towards here, and the light clearly engraved felt a powerful breath, toward this village, like electric light.

Bombing.

The golden light landed directly in the center of the tribe, on the other side of the old tree, and smashed the ground out of a huge pothole, and the soil splashed.

In the green stone square, many children panicked, and the three big men were also heavy-looking, or gloomy-faced looking there.

“The Golden Water Tribe?”

After the golden light was enthroned, the face of this uninvited guest was revealed.

It was a young and beautiful face, a black and ink-like hair draped behind, and the eyes between the eyebrows were red, and there was a scornful smell between the thin lips.

His body is covered with a carved pattern of the beautiful armor, after the armor, a pair of gold wide wings high extension, golden as the golden pouring, full of gold.

“The Iron Warriors of the God-winged people?”

In the distance of the village, a strong middle-aged man came.

His breath was calm, walking between the dragons and tigers, there was a slight sense of oppression at a glance, but there was a slight frown between the frown, as if there was some taboo for the golden wing young man.

“The Chief!”

As soon as this middle-age man appeared, the children present and the three great men looked at each other and shouted loudly.

“Allie, go back with the children, this morning’s exercise is over!”

“Yes, Chief!”

A man nodded and waved to the children.After a few orders, take the children away in turn.

And the golden wing young man has been looking, the corner of the mouth hanging smile like a smile, there is no movement.

Until all the children left, and after only the two of them were left near the square, the young man said, “Are you the patriarch of the Golden Water tribe?”That legend has ever killed the East Sea Dragon Warrior with his bare hands?”

"Although it is difficult to believe that a human being also has such a fighting power, but there is indeed a record in the literature, you can kill the fairy with human capital, your strength is indeed good!" 」

The wings behind the golden wing of the young man were raised high, and his hands were wrapped around his chest, "But I am far away from me!"

“Do you want to try it?”The middle-aged man snorted coldly, his eyes staring at him like electricity.

"No, no, no. I'm interested, but I don't have time now!"

“Well, don’t talk nonsense, you should know what I’m doing here today, right?”Three days later, remember to pay the tribute this year, when someone will come to collect, oh, yes, forgot to tell you, this year's tribute has risen a little, is ... twice as much as last year!"The young man of the golden wing smiled and said to the middle-aged man.

"What?"Twice as much?Absolutely impossible?”The middle-age look changed.

Double the offering, which is almost half the annual harvest of the entire Golden Water tribe, and if it does, then the whole tribe does not know how many people will starve to death this winter.

Absolutely not.

“You refused?”The young man looked cold.

“Yes, I refuse.One of your not to say the reason, to say that the rise will rise and rise, the second is unreasonable, to you, what about my tribe?"

“Want to know the reason?Okay, I tell you.The reason is simple, because of the invasion of the universe, we the wings of the gods need more resources to train the strong to join the front line of the war, understand?And if you refuse, there will be no need for the Golden Water tribe to exist again.”

Golden Wings young man sneered, "I know your strength is good, but, to me, it's just a joke."The iron warriors of my God wing are not the dragon's shrimp crabs!Although we are not as big as the dragons, we are all elites.”

Between the words, the golden wing of the young man's wings shook, instantly disappeared, the next moment the middle-of-the-life patriarch only felt a pain in the stomach, a sweet throat, the body flew directly, smashed on the distant ground, vomiting more blood.

A blow is seriously injured.

“Remember, three days later, or else...”

The young man of the golden wing said, glancing at the middle-of-the-road man, and the wings shook directly toward the next place.

“What a damn!”

The middle-of-the-road man smashed the ground, and the ground was smashed out of the potholes.

"If, if our people can get more of the big Luo Jinxian and the quasi-hospital, how can they dare to insult us, how dare they?"

But in fact, although the human race has the Great Luo Jinxian and the quasi-sun, it is too little, too little, compared with many talented Hong Desert hundred people, the birth time is short, suitable for practice of the Fa is also less, although the base is many, but the strength is still not enough.

“One day, the people will rise.When the invaders of the other universe are defeated, the sages will lead us to glory!”

“Our story is no longer a story!”

The eyes of the middle-class man were full of hope, and he stood up slowly and slowly, step by step, stumbling toward the depths of the village.

...

In the same place, Lee watched.

It was not until the middle-aged man disappeared into his eyes that he withdrew his eyes.

The previous scene completely refreshed his understanding of the flood and completely refreshed his understanding of this human race.

Myths and legends, classical origins, everything, collapsed at this moment.

This is a completely different wilderness from the imagination, and the human race is never the protagonist.