The roar was like thunder, and the priests who were surrounding him turned pale. They couldn't help but take a few steps back and look at the source of the sound.

It was an extremely tall barbarian, at least three or five feet tall, and even among the barbarians, it was particularly prominent. Not to mention the tall people, the mount he sat on was even taller, more than ten feet long and five feet tall. Every time he lifted his steps, it was like an earthquake, which made the ground shaking.

He was attracted by the beast and looked at it for a few times. The barbarians exclaimed in surprise.

"Horned Mammoth?!"

"Hasn't it been extinct long ago? I haven't seen it for tens of thousands of years?"

"Cang Shen, the horned mammoth is the mount of the witch god Zhu Rong. Who is he?"

Zhou Shu and Qingque looked up and there was also a hint of surprise.

Qingque said in surprise, "Two teeth are like hooks, long hairs are like guns, the whole body is as strong as a city wall, and a three-meter-long horn above the head is like a charge and hitting the horn, extremely sharp... It is really a horned mammoth, one of the twelve witch gods, Zhu Rong, the mount that is rumored to be Zhu Rong."

As if he had thought of something, Zhou Shu showed a hint of curiosity in his eyes, "I heard that this mount is also very useful to immortal cultivators?"

Qingque nodded, "Yes, the horned mammoth is an ancient wild beast, and is considered a special strange beast. Cultivators can naturally use it, especially the long horn, which almost does not require refining inscriptions. It is a high-level magic weapon to take it off. If the spirit of the strange beast is completely integrated into the horn, ninety percent of the best magic weapon."

Zhou Shu seemed to think, "It seems that his strength is a ninth-class priest, and his status in the Hurry Tribe is not very high. It's a bit strange that he can have such a rare mount."

Qingque thought for a while and said, "Is it the engraver in the tribe?"

"It's very likely, after all, the carving master is the most important profession of the barbarians..." Zhou Shu's eyes were still a little confused, "But look at his own barbarian patterns."

The barbarians were almost naked, showing their muscles like rocks, and the barbarian patterns were naturally exposed. The barbarian patterns were not complicated at all, just a few simple lines, from head to toe, which were very different from other barbarians. They looked like they were drawn by a child, and they didn't look like barbarian patterns that could inspire barbarian power.

"Maybe, special bare patterns..."

Qingque didn't know, "There are too many types of mantras. Since he can reach the ninth-class priest, his strength will not be too bad."

While the two of them were discussing, the barbarians had already walked into the middle of the circle and looked like they had several miles, but for such a mount, it was just a few steps.

He stood on his mount, high above, looked around, and shouted loudly, "You are so brave to dare to snatch the property of the same clan in the tribe!"

The momentum was amazing. Many barbarian priests were tempted to retreat, and some were reluctant to leave. They stared at the barbarian, "Who are you?"

The barbarian snorted, raised his hands slightly, and the horned mammoth suddenly stood up and stepped down fiercely again.

boom--

As the horned mammoth fell, the ground suddenly cracked several large cracks, and the priests who asked the question were on the crack, unstable foothold and fell directly.

Looking at the priest who was struggling with his hands on the ground, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, "You are worthy of my name too?"

The barbarians stood on the horned mammoth, with a majestic expression, like a god, and some barbarians were already trembling.

"I, I understand..."

Someone seemed to think of something, and his expression became more and more frightened, "He, he suddenly appeared!"

"Suddenly it's like?"

A priest's face stagnated, "Is it the genius who is rare in a thousand years suddenly turned out to be like a genius? It is said that he is the most powerful ninth-class priest in the mountains of 100,000, and some high priests are not his opponent?"

"That's right... This time, the tribe's most important god-calling priest was suddenly one of the three most important god-calling priests who had the most hope to summon the witch god."

"It turns out it's him, no wonder there are horned mammoths..."

"A long time ago, there were rumors in various tribes that suddenly, Xiang conquered an ancient barbarian beast when she was seven years old and took it as her name. It seemed that it was him, and that barbarian beast was this horned mammoth... Alas, it was both a ninth-class priest, so the difference was so big."

The barbarians were talking and retreating with fear.

I wanted to rob, but I met a person from the Hur Tribe, and I was one of the most powerful people in the Hur Tribe. What else should I wait for if I don’t escape?

After a while, all the priests present escaped, and some of them hid beside each other and wanted to take advantage of the chaos, but they hurriedly ran away.

Suddenly, it clapped its hands. The horned mammoth, which had been majestic before, immediately turned around and stretched out its long nose to lie on the ground, as gentle as a lamb.

Suddenly, the giant elephant, which was like stepping on a staircase, slowly walked to Zhou Shu and Qingque, stretched out his arms, and made a slashing downward posture.

Zhou Shu was slightly stunned. Over the past few days, he had known a lot about the barbarians and naturally understood the meaning of this gesture. In the Sudden Tribe, such gestures meant a challenge.

Suddenly, it seemed as if he had driven away other priests but wanted to challenge him. He was really puzzled, and the same was true for the Green Bird.

Zhou Shu looked at the eyes suddenly with a calm expression and said slowly, "Why?"

Suddenly, Xiang pointed at Zhou Shu's clothes and said slowly, "You took my mastoid bead, I made that mastoid bead."

Zhou Shu was stunned and immediately understood.

After exchanging the barbarian beasts, he left a marrow bead and put it on his body. Unexpectedly, he was recognized. The marrow beads and blood beads were made by the barbarian priests themselves, and there was inevitably a trace of his own breath, and suddenly it seemed like he felt this breath.

After understanding, he didn't feel much surprised.

You should know that when he and Qingque took the marrow beads and blood beads, they chose from the ones that had been hidden for the longest time. How could they have thought that millions of marrow beads actually got the one that was made of suddenly, and by chance, this one left.

Something that was not in a hundred thousand happened just by chance.

If he came to see this matter again in a few days, he would feel even more coincidental, and there was no one in a billion, because suddenly, he almost never made a mastoid bead. Since he became a priest, he only made three, two of them in his own hands, and the other was in Zhou Shu.

Suddenly, he looked at Zhou Shu and said word by word, "I don't care where you got it, but taking my things will prove that you are qualified to have it. If you defeat me, I will give you more. If you lose to me, you will return my things to me."

"good."

Zhou Shu didn't explain, and replied concisely.

Suddenly, a hint of astonishment appeared. After looking at Zhou Shu for a while, he burst into laughter unconsciously, "Very good, very good, come with me!"

Zhou Shu's reaction seemed very strange to him. A fifth-class priest actually accepted the challenge of the ninth-class priest and accepted it so happily.

You know, his original intention was just to scare the thief.
Chapter completed!