At this time, Ye Feng became even more confused.

Is this world in the world of immortal cultivation?

According to the legend of the ancient true immortal, it is somewhat consistent with the world of cultivating immortals. However, the legends are not credible. For example, so many ancient gods rumored in the tribe have never appeared in the world of cultivating immortals.

In the records passed down from generation to generation by the tribe, the ancient gods are as big as mountains, destroying the world in the blink of an eye. Not to mention the Thal tribe, even thousands of such tribes are easily destroyed by their breath.

Such a terrifying existence is not even in the world of immortal cultivation.

Legends are just legends after all.

Ye Feng smiled and shook his head. The legends on the earth, as well as the Buddha, Sun Wukong, Nuwa, Fuxi and Pangu, may not be true. Of course, it cannot be completely denied. After all, Ye Feng, a little shrimp, cannot be verified by such a long time.

Anyway, Ai Shiyuan's proposal is very fond of Ye Feng.

The four colors of the immortal. Since the other party only has one, Ye Feng will accept the other three without hesitation. As for the high priests of the Gabon tribe, who can only curse and damage, there is no need for Ye Feng to be afraid of the other party.

The snow wolf guarding the cave was also injured. It was almost certain to win.

Ye Feng didn't think that this was a trap Ai Shiyuan put for him. But first of all, he still believed in Ai Shiyuan. Secondly, he also had enough ways to save his life. At least in the memory of the savages, no one in the jungle could teleport. Ye Feng could run far away with a few ups and downs.

Ye Feng had no choice but to kill the five members of the Thra Tribe. He learned their memories. He had no choice but to feel guilty at that time.

Anyway, his help to the Thrah tribe is already great enough. Ten priests are enough to increase the strength of the entire Thrah tribe by several levels.

Of course, Ye Feng would not tell this kind of thing to Ai Shiyuan. Anyway, Ai Shiyuan didn't know that Ye Feng came out of the ancient temple. Even if he found that five people died, he would not be considered as Ye Feng's head.

However, this Ai Shiyuan can actually use curse to kill powerful beings like giant black spiders. It opens up all the channels of the ancient temple. Ye Feng is still a little curious about his curse. You should know that thing. Even Su Feiying is caught off guard, she is no match.

I don’t know what Ai Shiyuan’s real combat strength is.

"The four colors of celestial immortals are symbols of evil things. Tribal sacrifices cannot be placed all of them. Otherwise, it will be a blasphemy of the true immortals."

Ai Shiyuan asked curiously: "I don't know what the purpose of Brother Ye coming."

"I'm just trying my luck, too."

Ye Feng shook his head and said nothing.

For him, three of the four colors of the immortal are matched. Even if it is poisonous, he is not afraid of it. After all, there is the ancient dragon sword ring. He is not afraid of poison or curse. Ye Feng is still confident in his own safety.

Even if you fail, there will be no loss. But if you succeed, Ye Feng's cultivation will be improved again.

For Ye Feng now, nothing is more important than improving his cultivation level.

"So that's the case. Let's set out now."

Ye Feng raised his head and looked at Ai Shiyuan.

"Huh. Why."

Ai Shiyuan was strange: "The high priest of the Gabon tribe means that we will go there together this morning. We will compete fairly."

"You really believe what he said."

Ye Feng said lightly: "What if they set out tonight, won't you have no chance?"

"Although this is the case, but... the high priest will not be untrustworthy."

Ai Shiyuan was a little confused.

"Tell me about the high priest."

Ye Feng did not continue to say anything, but instead asked.

Ai Shiyuan had no doubts, so he introduced the situation of the Gabon tribe to Ye Feng. The Gabon tribe, like the Saar tribe, has more than 400 people. However, the high priests of the Gabon tribe are stronger than Ai Shiyuan. Moreover, I heard that there has been a breakthrough recently.

The high priest was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. Of course, in Ai Shiyuan's eyes, he was already considered an old man. After all, in the tribe, the forty-year-old "old man" would leave the tribe.

Ai Shiyuan met the high priest several times before. She felt that her ecstasy curse was a little ineffective. The high priest should have known that she was a woman, but she did not announce the news.

However, once, the high priest vaguely revealed the meaning of wanting to join the Thra Tribe. The way to join forces is of course to marry Ai Shiyuan. The object is the high priest himself.

Of course, Ai Shiyuan refused directly. The high priest didn't say much. He just smiled meaningfully.

For the two tribes, the four colors of the celestial fairy are secondary and the most important thing is to kill the injured Snow Wolf King. This is their real purpose. I heard that the injured Snow Wolf King is still pregnant. If he can get a young snow wolf cub, it can greatly enhance the tribe's strength.

"This priest is still too naive."

Ye Feng shook his head as he listened to Ai Shiyuan's introduction.

She openly opposed the marriage request of the high priest of the Gabon tribe. She must have made the high priest hold a grudge. The high priest is almost fifty years old. She is definitely scheming and wise, not as simple as Ai Shiyuan.

What can enhance the tribe's strength? Will the other party easily give it to Ai Shiyuan? It is obviously impossible.

It is very likely that the great priest has now taken people to the wounded Snow Wolf King's nest to seize the opportunity.

"Go now. If you don't see their people, let's wait for the action tomorrow morning to compete fairly."

Ye Feng said to Ai Shiyuan: "If we see them breaking the agreement early, then we don't have to abide by the agreement. Are you right?"

When Ai Shiyuan heard this, he felt a little embarrassed: "If the soldiers don't have a good rest, I'm afraid they will find it difficult to exert their combat power at that time."

"Isn't the main combat power us? In my opinion, there is no need to dispatch other warriors in the tribe."

Ye Feng said.

Ai Shiyuan shook his head. The divine thoughts continued to come.

It turns out that in the tradition of these tribes, every time they hunt, they will bring ordinary warriors to enhance their sense of belonging to the tribe, so as not to be lazy and distribute food and water according to their performance during the battle.

Regarding this custom, Ye Feng just wants to say one thing: idiot...

However, Ye Feng couldn't destroy other people's customs. He just said, "Then tell me where the Snow Wolf King's nest is. I'll check it out first. How."

“That’s OK.”

Ai Shiyuan nodded and agreed. However, he still didn't believe it. The high priests of the Gabon tribe would do things that violated the agreement.

Ai Shiyuan ordered her two priest disciples to guard the tribe well and followed Ye Feng toward the tribe.

One of her three disciples, one of whom had 20 years of cultivation, led a team to explore in the ancient temple. The other two had low cultivation, but it was still okay to watch the tribe. Under normal circumstances, the tribe would not encounter any great danger. After all, in the eyes of the surrounding ferocious beasts, this tribe is also a very powerful force.
Chapter completed!