The red liquid filled with acid and fire slowly slid over Zhang Lisheng's blue and yellow scales, and the inner and outer square scales were emitting a faint blue smoke, making a sound of "thin..."

The young man shook his head slowly, looking at the monster on the mud with a grim smile as if he had no feeling at all, whispered: "Compared with the King of Distant Mountains, the temperature and acidity of your body fluids are simply not worth mentioning, little guy."

Although he was talking nonsense in his mouth, the blood and flesh oozing out of the burned scales actually made him angry. He gritted his teeth and grabbed another flesh tube of the monster insect and roared, and then tore it up again.

In an instant, the red giant insect made a more shrill roar, but it did not get the slightest sympathy of the young man. He tore off the flesh tubes from the monster insect one after another. After the giant insect had only one head left, he turned the spider silk that trapped it into a ghost face and grabbed the monster insect's head.

After the dying red giant insect broke free from the bondage, it used its last power to wrap the young man tightly, tightened like a python, and squeezed out blood from his body like suicide, corroding and burning Zhang Lisheng's body.

At this time, the young man still felt like he had no feelings and murmured, "I hope I can succeed." He once again used his thoughts to use his mind to display the word "Shoot" witchcraft.

The black blood drifted out of Zhang Lisheng's pores, and gently floated with the sea breeze, and finally enveloped the monster insect, and successfully penetrated into its body along the torn wound.

The giant insect suddenly became stiff, loosened its long and entangled body, and fell to the ground weakly

Then a strange sound came from the red monster insect, and then its bones also made a "crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-crack-cra

After the bone racks were formed, blood began to ooze slowly, granulation slowly covered it, and after a few minutes, pieces of blood-red tattered meat cloth appeared, completely wrapping the skeleton.

The flesh and blood on the newly born flesh tube of the monster worm gradually became full, and red skin began to appear on the outside. Zhang Lisheng, who had premonitioned that the refining was about to be successful, breathed a sigh of relief and waited quietly for the moment when it turned into a witch insect.

Finally, when the red monster worm completely returned to its original state, but it looked a little brighter in color, Zhang Lisheng couldn't wait to look at it, and the four big words "Entering the Land and Longshan" in the hieroglyphs of China clearly appeared in his mind.

Although he was puzzled for the time being, the young man immediately showed an expression of ecstasy on his face and clenched his fists, 'Haha...' and said with a big laugh: "It's done, it's done..."

Tens of thousands of Tudenan soldiers around him saw the crazy behavior of tribal attackers, and they all bent down on their "partners" and dared not look at them again. At this time, Zhang Lisheng was not concerned about losing his composure and used the word "transform" seven times in succession.

After the seven groups of black blood were separated from the body, the young man's face became paler. When the black blood entered the newly refined witch insect's body, the five flesh tubes on its neck were intertwined and twisted and stretched continuously, and the skin cracked and scars were discharged, which expelled bright red flesh and blood, and finally turned into five snake heads.

Under the dark sensation of the witch insects, Zhang Li's qi and blood continued to consume severely, and his body became thin as if it was skinny and bones.

It has been a long time since I let myself fall into such a weak position. The young man resisted the dizziness in his head and stroked the witch insect that had turned into a six-headed giant snake. He said to himself with endless joy: "The 'nine-headed fireflies' among the ancient strange insects, no, no, it is more like the 'Yaqi Orochi', the king of the ancient sea demon worms...

No matter what you are, since your supernatural power is "Entering the Earthly Mountain" and your body is red, so call you "Chishan". With you, I will have a lot of buffering time. At least I don't have to worry about the transformed witch insects before picking up the witch, and I will be much calmer at once..."

He couldn't help but mutter for a while and felt more and more drowsy. Zhang Lisheng waved his hand to call the warrior and ordered the Tudnan warrior to leave half of the warriors to hunt in nearby mountains and forests, and the guards would become the habitat of the "Camandor" in the new settlement of the tribe;

The other half rushed back to "Tudnan" to convey the news that the conquest army won without fighting, and mobilized craftsmen, civilians, women and children to build new habitats;

He himself sat cross-legged on the roof of a collapsed bark house that had not burned. While practicing secretly, he kept the little energy remaining from dissipating. While waiting for the hunting warriors to bring back the blood and blood beasts that nourish qi and blood to himself.

In the next few days, with the hard work of the newly relocated 'Tudenan' craftsmen, civilians, women and children, a new fire hell man was slowly born and became a new scale on the original site of the Kamandor tribe.

After the nourishment of the massive amount of meat during this period, Zhang Lisheng's complexion finally recovered a lot. At least he did not look like he was on the verge of death at first glance. Only then did he contact the Mid-level troops stationed in the "Sea Shrimp B1 Island"

I realized that time had been delayed for too long. As soon as the screen of the communicator turned into an island map, the young man clicked on the icon of the 'human gathering place' and called: "Eagle's Nest, Eagle', My Compass, I am...

Hell, this is a no-no name. I am not a professional soldier. Is it General Kora on the communicator? If not, please help me transfer General Kora.”

"I'm Cora Corian, Mr. Zhang. You haven't contacted me for about ten days. What's going on?"

"Things went well, General. Five days ago, Tudnan launched an attack on Kamando. I think you should have seen the situation in the drone, right?"

"I saw nothing from Mr. Zhang. He dropped the plane over the 'Haixia B1 Island'. The fleet is fine. If it is a single plane, it depends entirely on luck whether it can return to the flight.

You may not know yet, just to keep on talking to you, my troops have lost more than ten early warning aircraft…”

"I regret the general, but I have also saved you hundreds of planes' losses, right?" Zhang Lisheng was silent for a while and interrupted Kola's words. "Since you don't know the situation, let me tell you, the Kamando people escaped, they were driven out of the 'Sharp B1 Island by 'Tudnan'. You should fulfill your promise now, Your Excellency."

"The C1 tribe drove the B1 tribe out of the 'Sea Shrimp Island B1', where did they go?" Kolalan asked for a while.

"Then I don't know. The wooden boats of these natives are very strong and can float thousands or even tens of thousands of miles away. Who knows where they will dock? I can only guarantee that you will never see these cruel barbarians in your lifetime.

Moreover, they also paid enough price to attack the 'human gathering place'. According to the legend of the natives on the island, tribes that fled across the island often killed or injured at least half of their tribesmen."

"I hope they all die," Kora was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "Let the natives of the C1 tribe bring the second 'gift', Mr. Zhang, and I will also send their ship immediately."

"Oh, of course this can

But I must regret to tell you that the second ‘gift’ is much worse than the first ‘gift’

‘Camandor’ is a tribe ruled by the dictatorship of the King of the Mountains. He does not allow too many powerful monsters in the tribe to appear, and they are escaping, not being defeated…”

"It's okay, Mr. Zhang, I just want to know what happened to the King of the Distant Mountains who killed one hundred and fifty-seven soldiers of me."

"He is the leader of 'Camandor', and of course he escaped, but he was seriously injured. In fact, the eight 'organs' he used to drill holes and eat people were torn off seven of them. Maybe he is dead in the sea now," Zhang Lisheng said nonsensely.

"Okay, as long as I see the seven 'monster organs' that devour my warriors, I will immediately drive twelve steamships into the native tribe." Obviously, in Kora's mind, the King of Distant Mountain killed more than a hundred soldiers under his leadership, which is even more grieving than attacking the 'human gathering place' and causing tens of thousands of casualties.

"Oh, that's great General"

"It's nothing, I just keep my promise," Kora said in the communicator. "In addition, Mr. Zhang, can you arrange for the leader of the C1 tribe to meet me, whether he comes to the 'human gathering place' or I go to the native tribe?"

"Sorry, General, I'm afraid I can't do this. According to the tradition of the natives, leaders who truly determine the fate of the tribe will not meet strangers casually.

I know what your worries are, but don't worry, your lord, starting today, the natives on "Sea Shrimp B1 Island" will never hurt the people on earth casually. Of course, the people on earth must also learn to look at these natives with an equal attitude.

As for communication, if the ‘human gathering place’ would still be open to the natives…”

"The gathering place will never be open to natives in the short term, Mr. Zhang," Kola interrupted firmly.

"I think it will be like this," Zhang Lisheng said with a smile: "Since that's the case, I'll explain to the leader of 'Tudenan' and ask him to set the 'human gathering place' as a forbidden area."

“This is the best

Mr. Zhang, some things are difficult to explain in the communicator. I hope you can have a good talk with me after you come back.”

"I can't talk to the leaders of the Tude South tribe. Is it okay to just find a "land god" with the lowest status?" Zhang Lisheng had expected Kola to say this, and replied jokingly: "Okay, let's talk to you carefully, I'm afraid you will be disappointed by that time."

"Impossible, you are a very magical and charming person, Mr. Zhang, I think I will never be disappointed," Kora said seriously, "We will see you soon after the steamboat can drive to the native tribe in at most two weeks."

"Okay general

By the way, there are more natural harbors on the original site of the Kamandor tribe, and the natives hope to drive the steamboat here.”
Chapter completed!