Holy Bone

Chapter 1833: The Descending Tribe, the Jijin Tribe, the Long-Neck Tribe

The strong man of the long-necked tribe spoke to Headless Jin'an, but the result was doomed from the beginning. Headless Jin'an didn't understand a word and remained indifferent.

The strong man of the Long Neck tribe used his mind to transmit his voice instead: "The son of the Wu Shen of the God-Falling Tribe deserves to die in your hands."

The Gods?

After only a moment's thought, Headless Jin'an realized that this was referring to the stone-human strongman who enslaved many pseudo-fifth-level Shinto strongmen as beasts of burden and carried a huge stone statue of a god on his head.

After much thought, it seemed that only this powerful alien who died in his hands was the one who could be called a deity in terms of supernatural powers.

It seems that the outside world has guessed wrong, even those alien races who know the origin of the Long-Neck Tribe have guessed wrong. The strong men of the Long-Neck Tribe in front of them are not here to seek revenge on Wutou Jin'an on behalf of the Ji Jin Tribe, but because of the strong men of the Stone Man Body Tribe.

The headless Jin'an responded with his spiritual thoughts: "The other tribes' strong men who came from the back of the Mythology Mountain are saying that you are standing up for the Jijin tribe."

Hearing this, the strong men of the Long Neck tribe looked around coldly at the foreign races who dared to hide and watch the battle from a distance, and thought with disdain: "They are all trash. If the Jijin tribe wants revenge, that is the Jijin tribe's business."

"I heard that the son of the witch god of the Protoss tribe died in your hands, so I came here to see what kind of person is the one who killed the son of the witch god of the Protoss tribe."

The strong man of the Long Neck tribe did not conceal his words at all, and his mental thoughts could be heard directly by everyone present. When the strong men of various tribes heard that they were being humiliated as waste in public, they could only be angry but not say anything.

Because these powerful aliens knew very well what it meant for someone of this age in the Long-Neck Tribe to be able to carry the weight of nineteen holy rings. It was not just a difference in status, but also a difference in strength.

The gap in strength between them and the powerful long-necked man in front of them was too great. Even if they were humiliated in public, they could only be angry but not speak out, for fear of offending the long-necked tribe and bringing powerful enemies to the tribe.

In shock and anger, these powerful alien races were also greatly surprised. They did not expect that the strong man of the Long Neck tribe came not to stand up for his brother of the Ji Jin tribe, but for the strong man of the God-Falling tribe who had died at the hands of the Headless Jin'an. For a while, they started to discuss it heatedly, and their mental thoughts fluctuated violently.

The powerful Shintoists of the human race also learned more information about the Descendants and Long-necked Tribes from these mental fluctuations.

The Descendants Clan and the Long-necked Clan have nothing in common, one is in the south and the other is in the north. It doesn't make sense why the Long-necked Clan would help the stone-man-like Descendants Clan warrior to take revenge?

Next, Headless Jinan had a conversation with the strong man of the Long-necked Tribe, and the mystery was soon revealed.

Wutou Jinan's mind was waving, "Do you want to avenge that stone-man-like, ghost-like descending tribe?"

"Pretending to be a ghost?"

The strong man of the long-necked tribe was stunned at first, and suddenly he grinned. His bloody mouth and deformed long neck directly broke the beauty of his handsome face, giving people a deformed and ugly feeling like a yaksha ghost with a mouth full of fangs.

The Long Neck tribe's strong man's mental thoughts fluctuated violently this time. He laughed, "You are the first person to describe the God-descending tribe as playing tricks."

"If your words were to get to the ears of the Goddess, it would be more serious than if you had killed the son of the God of War. The Goddess would probably come out in full force to encircle and suppress you."

Wutou Jinan: "Tell me your intentions. I won't kill nameless monsters."

The handsome face of the Long Neck tribe warrior sank. This time it was its turn to be called a monster. It could no longer laugh: "I thought I was arrogant enough, but I didn't expect you to be even more blindly arrogant and conceited than me!"

"But it's good this way. Eating you can strengthen my fighting spirit." "The Jijin and Jiangshen tribes are not worthy of me fighting for them. I heard that even the son of the Jiangshen witch god died in your hands. I came here with the prey in my heart. Once I defeat you and devour your soul and spiritual will, my invincible divine way will definitely break through the bottleneck! I will then offer your body to the Jiangshen witch god, and in return I will get a favor from him. Killing two birds with one stone."

Faced with the undisguised cannibalistic malice, Wutou Jinan responded with only a few words of indifference: "It's still unclear who will kill whom."

After listening to the spiritual conversation between the two, the others finally understood the inside story. It turned out that the strong man of the Long-necked Clan wanted to use Headless Jin'an as a test stone, and borrow Headless Jin'an's way to hone his own way.

Headless Jin'an killed a stone man, the son of the witch god of the God-descending tribe. This caused a stir among the gifted strong men of the alien races. Strong men from other races began to come here specifically to kill Headless Jin'an. One reason was that they could make a name for themselves and improve their status in the tribe, and the other was to challenge their own bottleneck limits.

After learning about these inside stories, everyone present, including the Shinto warriors and other alien races, looked at Headless Jin'an with serious eyes.

His eyes flickered, mixed with complex emotions.

Who would have thought that one day, there would be a master among the human race who would attract the collective attention of talented and powerful people from hundreds of races, and they would come all the way just to challenge him.

Thinking deeply, these people couldn't help but tremble with fear. It was not because of fear, but because their hearts were trembling with excitement. They all took a breath of cold air.

If this conjecture comes true...

wrong!

If the headless monster they are talking about says "My surname is not Chen" and can repel the powerful enemies of the long-necked tribe this time... then next, there will definitely be more talented and powerful people from the hundreds of tribes, and potential seeds from each major tribe, who will come to challenge "My surname is not Chen". They all want to step on "My surname is not Chen" and become famous for all eternity on the road to becoming a god in the Mythological Mountain.

The strong men from other hundreds of tribes must have been observing this fight in secret, watching the battle between the long-necked tribe and "I'm not surnamed Chen" to see who would be eaten.

Those Shinto warriors had mixed feelings when they saw Headless Jinan alone facing the next round-robin challenge from the talented warriors of hundreds of races. They hoped that Headless Jinan would die so that they would have one less strong competitor, but they also hoped to see Headless Jinan win every battle and take some of the limelight away from these hundreds of alien races.

These hundreds of tribes always talk about wanting to eat people and feed on their souls, which has long aroused public anger.

"Humans are like ants!"

After being provoked repeatedly by the Headless Jin'an, large golden flames rose from the body of the strong man of the Long Neck Clan, and his aura surged. The nineteen diamond-cut copper rings worn on his long neck rubbed against each other, and electric snakes tore through the void, constantly forking and cruising in the void. The golden flames jumped brightly, and stronger wind and thunder phenomena erupted.

The vision of the Vajra copper ring made its entire body covered with brilliant golden flames. The vision as if it was standing in the nineteen-wheeled Holy Sun Cave became more and more intense. Every pore and hair on the body exuded a terrifying aura that could captivate the soul.

The strong man of the long-necked tribe showed a cold look on his face, and he took a step forward to kill him. With Lingtian's murderous intent, he went straight to kill the headless Jin'an.

Boom!

It grasped thunder in its hand, and the arm of an ordinary person gave people the feeling of pulling out a long thunder sword from the thunderstorm cloud above its head. The long thunder sword was like thunder, spanning several miles of void, and chopped straight towards the headless Jin'an.

(End of this chapter)