Cang Wu didn't like the sacred pterodactyl group that was surrounded by gray and turbulent waves. The silver vertical pupils narrowed, and they screamed threateningly.

The invisible sound wave tsunami blasted to the outer layer.

All of the cystscale pterosaurs that were nearby were planted in mid-air, and looked like a swarm of mosquitoes sprayed with poisonous mist from a distance. Bang Bang Bang, the snow-white ice surface was smashed into cobweb cracks by the heavy body of countless cystscale pterosaurs, and the silent winter was broken.

Cangwu just intimidated them, so the Cyanoscale pterosaurs did not die or were seriously injured, but none of the Cyanoscale pterosaurs dared to fight back. After turning themselves over, they did not fly again. They raised their heads, scarlet eyes in terror. Looking at the giant purple shadow in the sky.

Although the Cystocephalus faraway did not plant from the sky, it flapped its wings and flew out in shock, not daring to come closer.

The surrounding area of ​​the flock suddenly became a vacuum zone.

It flew for a long time, and then under the guidance of Ye Xi, it flew gracefully to a volcanic crater with white steam.

There was a lot of noise between the birds and the Cangwu.

In the winter, the Molten Tribesmen were all hibernating in stone houses in the circular volcanic pit. The Molten people, like their Cyscalscale Pterosaurs, don’t like the cold. When winter comes, they move to the semi-dormant volcano and sleep in a stone house covered with melting grass. Until the snow melts.

Cangwu screamed coldly, and the Molten man in his sleep almost died.

As if stabbing a honeycomb, all the Molten men clutched their horrified chests, stumbled out with knives, spears, bows and arrows.

"Stay in place!"

"Nobody is allowed to pass!"

The Molten Chief quickly recognized the flock, and his mind turned sharply, forcing all the soldiers to stay where they were, and then rushed by himself.

That end.

The flock has already flew down to the crater with white steam.

There is a hot spring on the top of this volcano, smog, white vapor, and the air smells of sulfur and frost.

In the hazy white mist, a figure holding a bone stick came towards Ye Xi and the others.

Soon, this figure broke through the white fog and became clear.

"Master Xi Wu, welcome to our Molten Tribe as a guest." Molten Yuan Wu said hello to Ye Xi with a smile, and then nodded to Cangwu, a strange light flashed in his eyes, "Master Sea Lord is also here. Rare, rare."

The Molten Tribe is adjacent to the sea, and it is considered to be neighbors with the Shuren tribe, but for thousands of years, the two have never communicated, not because of the Molten Tribe, but because of the Shuren tribe.

The Shark Race is a very autistic alien race.

Some time ago, he heard that the sea lord of the horren clan and the Yuan Wu of Xicheng had a close relationship, just like a companion. Today he saw it with his own eyes, and it was closer than he thought.

Don’t the two really become partners?

boom.

Chief Molten swept over from the hill next to him. He landed gently, with a smile on his face and bowed to Ye Xi and Cangwu, and said politely: "I have seen Master Xi Wu and Master Haizhu. Come to our Molten as a guest. Why didn't you tell us in advance? We were slumbering in the room and had to wake up Master Haizhu with a loud voice. It was really rude and rude."

Ye Xi smiled slightly, not paying attention to the Ji Feng in Chief Molten's words.

"I'm not here this time, but I want to tell you something." He raised his hand, and Wu Li curled up a few stone benches in front of the stone house and placed them by the hot spring water. "

The Molten Chief and the Molten Yuan Witch had a shock in their hearts, and the smiles on their faces were a little stretched.

The two looked at each other.

Intuition is in trouble this time.

Ye Xi ignored them, and took Cang Wu's hand and walked leisurely towards the hot spring. As natural as in your own home.

The atmosphere on the top of the volcano was a bit silent.

The flock stayed boring, and the tip of the mountain was too narrow. It stood uncomfortable, so it flapped its wings into the air and flew to the larger active volcano next door.

The cystscale pterodactyls inhabiting the volcano dared not provoke the flocks, so they flew up and gave the top of the mountain to the flocks.

The strongest sacred pterodactyls of the Great Wilderness True Species level were not convinced, and eagerly flew over, surrounding the pterodactyl provoking. They took a deep breath, and rolled the bitter wind and snowflakes into their bodies, their necks full of sharp thorns bulged high like a bellows, facing the flocks, deterringly spit out a bunch of hot water vapor.

The flock snorted.

On the jade beak, two nostrils suddenly showed white sparks, and the terrifying heat distorted the air, and a few Cyclosca pterosaurs forced back the remaining breath.

They shook their necks naturally and turned around.

Feng Yun glanced at them with disdain.

Next to the hot spring.

Molten witch chief Molten graciously entertained Ye Xi and Cangwu.

Ye Xi followed them politely, and said straightforwardly the subject of this visit: "I'm here this time, I want to ask you to send more people to fight in the sea of ​​fierce beasts."

"The victory and defeat of the fierce beast sea battlefield is not only about the clan, but also about everyone here, and the inheritance of the tribe. I hope you can put aside your previous views on the clan and give your full support to the clan."

It really is this thing!

Chief Molten Fire and Yuanhuo Yuanwu complained in their hearts.

They also know the importance of the mainland bridge, and they also know that once the wave of fierce beasts breaks through the clan barrier, those fierce beasts that are far stronger than the eastern continent will have a great impact on them.

They all know.

The reason why such a few people were sent perfunctorily is that there are too many worries.

For one thing, they suspected that the clan had more power.

For their super tribes, the clan is a majestic mountain that cannot be climbed, an existence that cannot be resisted. They think that even if the sea of ​​fierce beasts is in danger, the clan should be able to deal with it, of course, it is the kind that can be dealt with at a painful price.

But for them, it’s a good thing for the clan to be weakened. They wish that the weaker the clan would be, the better. After the event is over, the twelve clans together are not as strong as one of their super tribes, so if you think about it, you have to sleep. Woke up with a smile.

Secondly, other super tribes have only sent so many people. It doesn't make sense that they are the first birds of the Molten Fire Tribe. If they send too many people, they may be hated by other super tribes.

Thirdly, if their Molten Primordial Witch really did their best to help the clan regardless of the cost, but after the wave of fierce beasts was completely quelled and the danger of the leader beast, how much of the strength of their Molten Tribe would remain?

Other tribes that possess strength will definitely be stronger than them.

Then their molten fire is dangerous.

All in all, it is the safest to send a hunting team with a thousand people in the mainstream.

Ye Xi raised his eyebrows: "Molten Chief, Molten Yuan Witch?"

The Molten Chief and the Molten Yuanwu settled their minds ~lightnovelpub.net~ and looked at Ye Xi again.

Ye Xi smiled at the corners of her lips, her eyes soft, and she couldn't be more gentle. However, they all knew how uncomfortable this young Yuan Witch was, and they hesitated for a while, and they didn't know how to organize the words to send this away.

A single Xicheng Yuanwu was not enough to provoke him, but there was a Master Sea Master sitting next to him.

At this time, the silver eyes of the sea lord of the mackerel tribe were staring at them without emotion. Their gazes made them feel like prey being watched by a behemoth of the deep sea, and the invisible pressure made their scalp numb.

An old face in the Molten Yuan Wu secretly wrinkled into a bitter gourd, still maintaining a Yuan Wu-like calmness on the face: "Master Xi Wu, it's not that we don't want to send more people, it's really..."

He concealed his doubts about the clan, and spoke out other concerns in a sincere manner.

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