Following Ye Xi's invitation to the Molten Fire Tribe, some of the warriors sent by Xicheng arrived at the destination first.

A semi-desert area thousands of miles away from Xicheng.

The vegetation here is sparse, and there are tall wind-eroded rock pillars and wind-eroded mushrooms everywhere, as well as big trees with distorted postures. It should have looked desolate, but now it can be called violent and terrifying.

Because at this time, the land was covered by sandstorms and thunderstorms, and the gravel mixed with thunderstorms swept into a storm, constantly bombarding the rock pillars and trees, as if to destroy the entire semi-desert area.

"Bang bang bang!!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The earth trembled.

Suddenly, a group of burly warriors riding ferocious beasts, with lightning flashes all over their bodies like gods and demons, rushed out of the thunderstorm.

After rushing out of the storm, they did not slow down, but drove the mighty Lei Kui beast towards the direction of the tribe like a rushing flood.

Soon, they returned to the vicinity of the tribe.

It was a huge semicircular mountain of weathered rock.

After being constantly impacted and polished by sandstorms, these weathered rocky mountains look quite smooth, like artificially built fortresses, and like countless large blue-black steel bowls that are turned upside down.

The entire Lei Tribe covers an area of ​​millions of hectares, so although it has a large population, it seems that the land is sparsely populated, and few pedestrians can be seen on the road.

After the team came near the tribe, they dispersed like flowing water, each driving their mounts and galloping towards their own residences.

Ting Yan pulled down the black animal skin covering his face, and slowed down his Lei Kui beast.

Ting Yan's face, which had faded from the boyishness, now became sharp and angular, but the upper half of his face that was not covered was covered with dust and dust, and even his hair and clothes were dusty. The whole figure had just been fished out of the dust.

Ting Yan patted his animal fur coat.

The Lei Kui beast dragged its heavy prey through the weathered rock mountains, and brought bloodstains all the way to the center of the tallest fortress mountains.

"Ok?"

Ting Yan looked at the open space in front of him strangely.

People in their tribe like to stay in the mountain. Why are so many people gathered together excitedly today? What happened?

Ting Yan jumped off the Lei Kui beast's back, and used his brute force to push through the crowd. He managed to get to the front few rows, and then he couldn't squeeze any further.

Because all the fighters in front of him were seventh-level, eighth-level or even ninth-level fighters, either the captain of the hunting team or the chief and deputy chief. He, a small sixth-level fighter, couldn't squeeze and dared not squeeze.

So Ting Yan had no choice but to bend down and look inside through the gap.

The crowd was crowded and swaying, Ting Yan couldn't see clearly, he could only hear the excited discussions of the people next to him.

"The things sent by Xicheng..."

"Trading area..."

"Good stuff, it's even better than the Jiugong Tribe..."

Ting Yan straightened his waist and pulled a soldier beside him: "What's in here?"

Before the soldier had time to speak, Ting Yan's eyes suddenly straightened, because he saw the chief holding up a large sky blue clay pot.

That kind of blue reminded him of the light-colored sky after washing, the blue is so gentle, so light that it seems to be covered with a layer of fog veil, natural and soft, and the heart of a tough guy who can see a blood soaked is also softened.

"Why is this clay pot..."

Ting Yan murmured.

The soldier next to him quickly said: "Look carefully, this is not a clay pot!"

Ting Yan also felt that it was not like a clay pot, because no clay pot would be so delicate and smooth, as smooth as the surface of a calm lake. He dared to say that the most delicate woman's skin was not as smooth as it.

Even their five big and three thick chiefs held it carefully, for fear that their big hands would crush this extremely delicate thing.

"If it's not a clay pot, what is it? It can't be made of stone, can it?"

"The Xicheng people who sent it said it was porcelain! It is more valuable than pottery!"

"From Xicheng?"

"I don't know where they came from. It's not a small tribe. Look at the things they sent. The products produced by Jiugong are not so good. Besides porcelain jars, there are other good things!"

After the soldier finished speaking, he looked forward obsessively.

The deputy chief picked up a golden sculpture of a fierce bird, and the vice-captain of the senior hunting team picked up an exquisite bronze jug. As soon as the cork was pulled out, a strong and intoxicating special aroma overflowed.

The deputy captain wanted to take a sip, but the chief snatched it away.

In the eyes of the deputy chief who dared not speak out, Chief Lei gulped down two sips of ice sake, and then squinted his eyes comfortably.

Ignoring the countless resentful eyes around him, Chief Lei said without changing his face: "Then what is the Xicheng trading area, I plan to send a group of people to take a look, isn't it that there is still a lot of wine there, buy more! Let's have a drink after buying it! enough!"

The deputy captain swallowed, and immediately said: "I am willing to go!"

"I would too!"

A group of eighth-level and seventh-level fighters said one after another.

The fighters below the sixth level in the circle outside also wanted to go, but they didn't dare to intervene, so they had to open their eyes wide and express their desire with watery eyes.

"I still want to go! But who will guard the tribe?!"

Chief Lei yelled like a thunderbolt, and said with a straight face, "Only two fighters above the seventh level are allowed to go, and only ten fighters of the sixth level are allowed to go. The rest are up to you! But no more than 500 people are allowed. ,Do you understand?!"

"yes!"

"yes!"

Chief Lei glanced around majestically, picked up the light blue porcelain pot, the brass ferocious bird, and the bronze jug, and left here with a straight face.

Ting Yan stared at the back of Chief Lei leaving with wide eyes, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

"He took everything away..."

Before he finished muttering, he found that all the soldiers beside him jumped up like rabbits, stretched their necks and looked inside.

"What are you doing?"

"There are still many good things inside, the chief is not here, I'll take a look again!"

Ting Yan also jumped up quickly, and saw that there were indeed many good things on the rock platform, such as snow-white silk clothes that were so thin that they could float up, colorful long skirts, and many different kinds of porcelain yellow. Bronze ware and bronze ware are dazzling.

However, within a few moments, those deputy chiefs, elders, and hunting team captains actually started to carve up things!

How many things do you hold, how many things do I hold, and all the things on the rock platform will be separated at once!

In the end, Ting Yan didn't even touch anything, and could only watch helplessly as the tribe's senior officials divided up the things, and then stayed where they were without tears.

"Aren't there ten places for sixth-level fighters? No, we must get one!"

"I don't lack beast cores, so I'll buy a few more porcelain pots when the time comes. And I don't know what this new Xicheng looks like, it's worth visiting!"

Ting Yan secretly said to himself.

Not only him, but several sixth-level fighters next to him thought so.

"Galla-gala!"

The sound of fists being squeezed.

Several sixth-level fighters clenched their fists and looked at each other in unison, grinning grinningly. It was decided to use fists to determine the ownership of these ten places in accordance with the usual practice.

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