Chapter 890 War Hall

"You want to kill me? You, a tribe leader of the natives of the Southern Wilderness, dare to kill me?"

Di Luo was stunned for a moment, and then his face was stern, "I am a noble from the Di Clan of the Yu Clan. Our Di Clan controls the 'Blood Moon Legion'. If you dare to kill me, you will surely usher in the wrath of the Blood Moon Legion. Your territory will become scorched earth, and all your people will die. You must think clearly!"

"Sorry, I don't know what the Blood Moon Legion is at all."

Qing Ming shook his head with a smile, "I only know that you are an enemy. There has always been only one way for people from the Southern Wilderness to deal with enemies who invade their homes. That is...kill!"

"boom!"

As soon as Qing Ming finished speaking, the Ancient War Tree and the archers on the tree launched attacks at the same time.

"Bastards! You savages!"

Although this proud so-called "nobleman" also has the strength of the great witch realm, he has no power to resist the joint attack of thirty ancient war trees.

In the desperate situation, Di Luo's face was full of ferocity, and the vertical eyes between his brows burst out with a gleam of crystal light.

"Die! Let's die together!"

Roaring crazily, the sound of howling wind rang out between the brows and eyes, and crystal wind blades rushed out whistling.

Like a tornado, wind blades swept across the sky.

The blade of the wind is unparalleled in sharpness, and the rocks, grass and trees are all smashed into pieces wherever it passes. Even the ancient war tree that besieged Di Luo had been cut into countless branches.

"Is there such a trick?"

The wind blade that burst out from Di Luo's vertical eyes was very powerful. If there was no resistance from the ancient war tree, Qing Ming and all the archers would probably be smashed to pieces by this blow, leaving no bones left.

However, with thirty ancient war trees present, Di Luo's final counterattack was just like that!

"Om..."

A cyan light curtain lit up, and Tie Tan took a group of ancient trees, cast witch power, turned into a mask, and imprisoned this wind blade tornado tightly.

"Boom!"

After being imprisoned, the wind blade tornado cannot wreak havoc,

Finally, it exploded with a bang.

Countless debris was rolled up, and the wind blade tornado exploded into tens of thousands of palm-sized wind blades, smashing everything within a radius of more than ten feet, and even creating a deep pit on the ground.

"Manzi, you are doomed! The anger of the Blood Moon Legion is upon you after all! My brother will not let you go!"

The last desperate trick didn't work, Di Luo yelled frantically and cursed loudly.

"The anger of the Blood Moon Legion? I'll wait!"

Qing Ming sneered, raised the bow and arrow in his hand, "Intruder, I will send you on your way!"

"call out!"

The sharp arrow leaves the string and shoots through the air!

Having erupted with the last strength, Di Luo completely lost the power to resist, and could only watch helplessly as the arrow pierced his throat.

"Giggle..."

After struggling a few times, Di Luo fell headlong to the ground.

"Clean the battlefield!"

With a wave of Qing Ming's hand, the ancient war tree branched out, rolled up the metal spider, the silver armored warrior, and the corpse of Di Luo, and returned to the station all the way.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

When Qing Ming returned to the tribal camp, everyone in the Qingyi tribe cheered.

This is an unprecedented victory.

One thousand barbarians, five hundred strong enemies, and nearly twenty enemies in the realm of great witches were all wiped out in the hands of the "mountain giant" and the "ancient war tree".

At this moment, everyone pays high respect to Qing Ming, the leader who brought miracles!

"The leader, Wan Sheng!"

Everyone in the Qingyi tribe, including the old priest, bowed down to Qingming.

"For the Horde!"

Standing on the branch of iron sandalwood, Qing Ming raised his arms and shouted loudly.

Well, the catchphrase...seems to be on the verge of spreading.

"Qing Ming, what do we do with these iron lumps we caught?"

At this time, the old priest pointed to the ten metal spiders piled up on the castle square, as well as the armor and weapons of three hundred heavy armored warriors, and the weapons and armor of two hundred Fire Raven Warriors.

As for those who wield these weapons, that goes without saying.

It is impossible for the group of "mountain giants" led by Hei Yao and the wizard team led by the old priest to survive.

"Reform, these armor weapons and metal spiders can be used."

Qing Ming walked into the square, saw these exquisite armors and weapons, and saw these metal spiders, a smile appeared on his face.

"Reform?"

The old priest was stunned, and shook his head with a wry smile.

In the southern wilderness, no one can refine such exquisite and gorgeous armor, and no one can refine such an exquisite artifact as a metal spider.

If you want to change it, you don't know where to start.

The armor and weapons of the heavy armored warriors are all cast according to the shape of the "four-eyed ghost", that is, the "Jia clan".

The warriors of the "Jia Clan" are taller and taller than the warriors of the Qingyi tribe. Comparable to the berserkers of the Ministry of Fire and Crows.

If you don't reform and retrain, it won't work at all.

"Leave it to me! I have a solution!"

Qing Ming walked up to this pile of iron bumps, stretched out his hand, and this huge pile of steel creations disappeared in an instant.

"Lord Muhuang, how should I reform and retrain these things?"

After putting away these things according to "Mu Huang"'s instructions, Qing Ming was still a little confused.

"This is the Hall of War."

Emperor Mu showed a strange building in Qingming's mind, "You choose a house, and I will refine the war hall."

"At that time, everyone in your tribe will be able to refine weapons and armor in the war hall. And wizards can also configure various potions through the war hall."

This so-called "War Hall" is naturally a combination of Boss Li's "Refining Pavilion" and "Pill Room"!

The "War Hall" has come out, and Boss Li is going further and further on the evil path of "Warcraft".

"Very good!"

Hearing Mu Huang's words, Qing Ming was overjoyed.

I have to admit that the foreign race's refining technology has left the human race who are still in the "primary application of materials" by a few streets.

Sturdy armor and sharp weapons, these are the things that the human race in the Southern Wilderness dreamed of.

The reality is that the armor of the human race is made of animal skins. The weapons of the human race are crudely made of animal bones and various materials.

Stupid and clumsy is the characteristic of human equipment.

Once the Ministry of Qingyi built the "War Hall". Refining all kinds of exquisite equipment and medicines in a steady stream, that is a steady stream of wealth!

Well, the current human race doesn't even have currency. Insider trading is bartering. Foreign transactions... use foreign currency.

"Boom!"

Amidst the colorful rays of light, an exquisite and elegant hall rose up on the side of the square, on the original tribal warehouse.

"Clan people, this is the foundation of the rise of our Qingyi tribe! This is our war hall!"

After Qing Ming reforged an alien giant sword into a beautiful and sharp long sword, he raised the long sword and announced the good news to all the clansmen.

"Wan Sheng!"

All the Qingyi people who saw this process with their own eyes cheered loudly.

Sturdy armor, sharp weapons, and plenty of potions.

At this moment, everyone knew clearly that the future of the Qingyi tribe was bound to be brilliant.