Shen Nong was the Yan Emperor, so the one who succeeded him as the Human Emperor would be the Yellow Emperor?

Although Wu Wan is not sure what the connection is between the world of the wilderness and the myths and stories spread in his hometown;

But from the information he has collected, it can be proved that the two are definitely connected.

If we extrapolate from this perspective, Xingtian is the young master of the largest clan in Beiye, and he will compete with the future Emperor of the Human Realm in the future...

Hiss, the two major forces of the human race, the north and the south, are meeting in Zhongshan?

Could it be that the mythical era that I am currently living in is the replacement of Yan and Huang and the rise of the human realm?

Could it be that we can witness the battle between Huang Di and Chi You later?

He had been around for twelve or thirteen years, but why didn't he ask about the names of the young masters of other clans?

Is this Xingtian really the fierce man who competed with Huangdi and was shot in the head by Huangdi but still survived, with his navel as his mouth and his breasts as his eyes?

"Hehe~"

A head slowly poked out from the side, filling Wu Wan's sight. The owner of the head kept raising his eyebrows.

"How do you think about it, brother Xiong Ba? I'm two years older than you, so I'm very suitable to be your eldest brother, right? Let's see if I can stretch my neck so long. Is it awesome?"

Wu Wan's forehead was covered with black lines, and he almost slapped him down.

think too much.

The Xing Tian in the myth is so powerful, how could he be this idiot?

It's early morning now.

Xiong Han and Lang Houtian were sitting at the main table drinking, and their two young masters were arranged to the side, drinking at the same table to enhance their relationship.

The patriarch of the Quanrong tribe and ten masters had just arrived. They looked like human beings and had the heads of dogs, and were good at using long knives and thin blades. They were also arranged to sit in the guest seats, drinking with the human masters from the Xiong Han and Dalang tribes.

The other four clans are still on the way, and they will all start fighting at noon.

Naturally, Lin Suqing had no part in such a big scene. At this time, she was still keeping vigil for Wu Wan and burning paper for her grandmother.

There was also a low table behind Wu Wan and Xing Tian, ​​and a young girl with a strong body and two upward braids was sitting there. Although she had built up a muscular body at a young age, her face was still quite delicate.

This is Lang Xingtian's sister, the second heir of the Dalang tribe, Lang Guduo.

"Hey, second brother."

Xing Tian put a hand on Wu Wang's shoulder and said with deep emotion: "We are the only human clan in Beiye. If we are not brothers, who should be?"

Although we are far away, if something happens to you, will we be the first to come over?"

Wu Wang nodded solemnly and said loudly: "Our families have been helping each other since ancient times, and we will continue to support each other in the future. May I ask my brother what his ambition is?"

Seeing this scene, the two masters immediately showed expressions of relief.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xing Tian patted Wu Wan on the back and burst into laughter. Wu Wan felt his blood boiling and almost wanted to vomit blood.

This hand strength is really terrible.

"That's right! Hahahaha!

From now on, you will be my second brother and I will be your eldest brother. If you are bullied, come to me!

If you want to talk about ambitions, have you heard the story of Kuafu Zhuri?"

"Ahem, ahem, of course I've heard of it."

"Kuafu was a fierce man in Beiye. He went to Zhongshan and competed with the sun. Although he was killed by the Emperor's son in the end, a legend was left behind, and their clan was renamed Kuafu clan.

"

There was a light in Xing Tian's eyes that Wu Wan couldn't understand.

He said: "In the future, my eldest brother will also do something earth-shattering. Let us, the Dalang Clan, change my name to my name!"

Wu Wan suddenly understood something in his heart...

[Brother, you did it, but your head is gone.]

"Come, let me toast my brother!"

"Fuck! Brother, I will chop off that Zhu Huai later to vent my anger on my second brother!"

Wu Wang touched the big bowl with Xing Tian, ​​casually found a topic that didn't require too much thinking, and started chatting with the elder brother.

"Young Master Diplomacy".

After three rounds of drinking, Wu Wan was called over by General Xiong San and started busy before the battle.

Wu Wan needs to command the giant wolf cavalry to assemble some gadgets, and divide the priests who will be thrown into battle into different teams according to their expertise in praying for stars.

Start a group, form a team!

Although Wu Huan also wanted to wave his hand and the giant beast disappear into thin air, lift up his pants, bah, belch and say it was nothing more than that;

But wanting to get rid of a behemoth of this level without paying a heavy price is the limit they can strive for.

While he was busy, Wu Wang also attracted the attention of experts from other clans.

See him constantly giving orders to a group of priests and arranging formations;

Watch him light up the ancient runes on the iron frames;

I also saw him arranging sacrifices to pray and recite incantations at wooden arrows as thick as one person...

"Clan leader, will the priests of the Bear Hug Clan also take action against the blessed beasts?"

"Why is this different from what our family's priests believe in?"

"Don't ask too much about other people's family affairs," the leader of the Inu Rong tribe glared at his generals and cursed, "We still have such handsome heads and such silky and cold-resistant hair. Do their human tribe have them?"

The masters of the Inu Rong tribe immediately felt a lot more balanced and showed the smile of the Kitano Shiba Inu.

At noon, drums rumble above the grassland.

The horns kept sounding, and four more waves of reinforcements arrived one after another; nearly a hundred masters from the Seven Strong Clans of Beiye gathered together, half of them men and women, each as strong as a mountain.

This group of people sat together, and the surging blood almost overturned the tent.

Outside the tent, Wu Wang thrust a sheepskin into his father's hand. Xiong Han took a closer look...

"What is this? Our clan is facing such a challenge today. Thank you all Kitano heroes for coming to help us. What are you doing? Just go in and tell us!"

"Dad, I am the young master, and you are the leader."

"Aren't you also the leader from now on? Isn't it a matter of time?"

Xiong Han glared at Wu Wan, and without waiting for Wu Wan to retort, he directly opened the tent door and stepped in:

"Today's battle will be led by my son!"

A group of experts frowned and looked at Wu Wan, who was obviously still a bit immature, with a little hesitation.

Xiong Han said again: "The giant crossbow that I promised you is ready. I'll give it to you as soon as you finish it!"

"yeah--"

There was a loud noise inside the tent.

"Get it Done".

Wu Wan took a deep breath, his eyes no longer hesitated, his expression was firm, and he stepped into the tent.

"Everyone, let's first understand the body structure of this giant beast, find the weak points that the giant beast can attack, and the key areas that may cause a one-hit kill."

…

So, an hour later.

The sound of drums was deafening, and the sound of horns was connected into a piece.

Countless giant wolves rode back and forth on the grassland, but the trembling of the earth became quiet.

A strong man carried a crossbow several feet long, as close as possible to the back of the giant beast, and entered the designated fire support area.

A famous priest sat on the back of a flying bat, sitting on a wooden chair raised by four people, and entered the predetermined location in groups.

Nearly a hundred masters from the seven major clans in Beiye accepted the blessing of the sacrifice, lit up their weapons, and inspired their own blood.

The blood energy like wolf smoke soared into the sky, almost turning the sky red!

Wu Wan put on his young master's helmet, spread out his ice wings on his back, and floated directly above the giant beast with a group of sacrifices.

Raising his hand, his voice echoed within a hundred miles:

"Condensing ice, gathering wind!"

The priests all formed seals and chanted incantations. A stream of extremely cold breath gathered under their feet, and a majestic iceberg took shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone knows that this giant beast cannot be defeated easily, and the first wave of offensive must cause as much damage to it as possible.

What Wu Wan didn't notice was that during one of the few highlight moments in his thirteen years of life, a girl looked up and imprinted his somewhat frail figure in her heart.

"Second brother, you are so majestic. What's so good about praying for stars?"
Chapter completed!