Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 117 [The remaining soldiers are defeated, Xuanyuan seizes the throne]

"Haha! Ignorant children, please die."

The Jiuli tribe was not affected by this vast momentum, and even didn't take it seriously.

After Chi You gave an order, everyone in the Jiuli tribe took out stone axes or stone piers the size of stone mills, and threw them towards the opposite side without even aiming.

"Haha! These people from the Jiuli tribe must be fools. They are throwing stones at us even though they are thousands of meters away."

Shaodian and others burst into laughter, but their laughter did not last long, and they saw a dark patch appear in the sky.

"Spread out, hurry up!"

In the sky above the Xiong tribe and the group of people, countless stones hit them with overwhelming force.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Kacha!"

"Ah! Help, I don't want to die."

The dull sound of rocks falling to the ground, the sound of broken bones, and miserable screams were mixed together.

"Retreat, retreat quickly."

In fact, there was no need for Shaodian to speak at all. Facing the shadow of death, no one would not be afraid, and they would all rush back, and all order would be disrupted.

"Damn it, I'm being stepped on!"

"Keep an eye on it and don't run around!"

Millions of people retreated at the same time, and it was impossible to keep pace. A stampede was naturally easy to occur, especially when millions of people were panicking, it was impossible to estimate how many people there were.

Looking at the panicked humans, a man from the Jiuli tribe sneered: "Hahaha, brother Chi You, these people are really cowards!"

"Hmph! Attack and capture all the people in this tribe!"

Chi You sneered, waved the stone ax in his hand, and led the Jiuli tribe across the Jishui River and rushed towards the fleeing Youxiong tribe.

In the Youxiong tribe, almost all young and strong men followed Shaodian on the expedition.

Originally, Xuanyuan wanted to follow him, but Shaodian did not let him go. According to his original words, Xuanyuan was the future co-leader of the human race, and it was better to leave them to lead the troops in war.

In the battle of Jishui, facing the strong attack of the Jiuli tribe, the Youxiong tribe suddenly became defeated and retreated all the way back to the Youxiong tribe.

"Young Master Xuanyuan, leave quickly. The people from the Jiuli tribe who defeated our tribe are about to attack."

"what!"

Xuanyuan looked shocked, pushed aside the people and ran towards the tribe.

At this time, everyone was panicked when they heard that the Jiuli tribe was about to attack. The Jiuli tribe was cruel by nature and did not regard humans as human beings at all. If they were caught by them and turned into war slaves, the consequences could be imagined. .

"Quiet! Everyone, please be quiet."

Xuanyuan shouted loudly, and the magic power of Taiyi Golden Immortal rioted all over his body, and his voice sounded like thunder in the ears of the panicked people.

"It's Young Master Xuanyuan!"

"Young Master Xuanyuan, the Jiuli tribe is attacking."

Xuanyuan looked calm and casually pulled over a clan member who had escaped from the Battle of Jishui: "How many people from the Jiuli tribe are here? Where is my father?"

"There are probably more than half a million people in the Jiuli tribe."

"They threw stones directly from the other side of Jishui across 10,000 meters. We suffered heavy casualties. We were disrupted and even fled back."

"Thousands of meters away, throwing stones can knock you back?"

Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, but then he said again: "Where is my father?"

"I don't know, there are too many people, and the monarch is at the front. I don't know if he can come back." "Hmph! The hateful Jiuli tribe."

Xuanyuan gritted his teeth, "Reorganize the troops and let's go back to meet everyone!"

"Young Master Xuanyuan, you can't go back. The Jiuli tribe is too powerful and we can't defeat it."

Xuanyuan's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly: "Regulate the troops!"

This loud shout actually touched a trace of the human emperor's energy in Xuanyuan's body, as if there was a golden dragon surrounding Xuanyuan's side, letting out a dragon roar. For a moment, all the nearby clan disciples stopped one after another, and involuntarily felt a sense of reassurance in their hearts, shouting in unison. Shout: "No!"

Xuanyuan is worthy of being the Heavenly Emperor. Although his wings are not yet full, the majestic explosion is not something ordinary people can resist.

The domineering posture made these defeated soldiers feel a little proud. It seemed that as long as Xuanyuan was there, they would not be afraid even if they went up mountains of swords and under seas of fire.

These people who were the first to come back had basically no injuries. Xuanyuan organized nearly a million people and led them towards Jishui.

Tens of thousands of feet high in the sky, Zhang Yan was sitting in the clouds, quietly watching everything Xuanyuan was doing, and couldn't help but smile with relief: "Xuanyuan is growing very fast, and I think it won't take long before he can return to his original position."

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, he looked towards Jishui's side, a group of people with such evil auras, that was where the Jiuli tribe was located.

Zhang Yan's eyes passed through the clouds and saw several figures hidden among them.

"These great witches of the witch clan are really determined to take away the position of co-leader of the human race."

Zhang Yan shook his head slightly. The Witch Clan had never appeared in the wilderness since the Lich War. This time, they appeared to control the entire Jiuli Tribe and wanted to seize the throne of the Human Emperor.

"Haha, no wonder Guangchengzi found so many helpers when he taught Xuanyuan in history."

"There are actually three great witches and thousands of shamans in this Jiuli tribe!"

Zhang Yan sneered and looked ahead. He was not surprised that the Wu clan was involved in this matter. If there was no involvement of the Wu clan, even if the Jiuli tribe had a hundred courages, they would not dare to attack the human race like this.

Xuanyuan led a million troops and headed straight for Jishui.

Instead of gathering all his troops together, he divided his million-strong army into three parts and rushed to the Jishui River from three directions.

"Boom boom boom!"

Not long after, Xuanyuan met the Jiuli tribe rushing all the way.

Chi You took the lead and confronted Xuan Yaoyao.

"You should be Xuanyuan with the Bear Tribe!"

"Exactly, I guess you are the patriarch of the Jiuli tribe, Chi You."

Although the two had never met before, they still recognized each other when they met for the first time. This may be destiny. The two competed in the Middle-earth and started the first war in the history of the human race. How could the people involved in the human race... Ten billion.

"I admire your courage. You dare to stand in front of me with one million weak humans."

Chi You sneered: "Do you know that we just defeated millions of people led by your father?"

"Where is my father?"

Xuanyuan's face was gloomy, he could recognize him, and his father, Chi You was definitely prepared.

Of course Chi You came well prepared. In addition to conquering the Youxiong tribe, he also wanted to see what qualifications Xuanyuan had to be called the co-lord of destiny.

"it's here!"

Chi You smiled and waved his hand, asking someone to bring Shaodian.

Shaodian's body was stained with blood, and his breath was weak. He could see that he was taking in less air than outgoing.

"Father!"

Xuanyuan's eyes were red and he glared at Chi You: "What on earth do you want to do?"

(End of this chapter)