I am the first person in the prehistoric world

Chapter 127 Demon meat is the best meat in the world
Gao Ge was right in his arms, seeing the witch race for the first time, he couldn't help but feel strange.

On the surface, except for their taller stature, witches and humans are almost exactly the same, and they are both shaped according to Pangu's Dao body.

The body prototypes of the Twelve Ancestral Witches are different, but when Gao Ge saw them in Zixiao Palace, they all showed their innate body. Obviously, they also thought that such a body was the best, so the clansman they cultivated, They all look like dao bodies.

Ang said to the long-faced youth, "Dashi, go and clean up that black tiger, let's go back to the tribe."

Dashi grinned, jumped up, landed next to the black tiger's corpse, stretched out his hand to grab the black tiger, with a flash of witch power, it was stored in a bone bead.

Gao Ge looked away, looked at another young man who had been staring at him, Ang introduced: "Gao Ge, this is Xing Tian."

Gao Ge was taken aback, Xing Tian!

Could it be Xing Tian of Wu Ganqi?
He nodded immediately, this Xing Tian was the youngest among the three, but he was the first to recognize himself as a Taoist, obviously smarter.

However, what is really powerful about him is his formidable combat power, but at this moment, he can't see it at all from his immature and thin appearance.

Ang pointed to the south and said, "Gao Ge, our tribe is on the south side of the mountain, let's go, the witches of our tribe will be very happy to meet you."

Gao Ge smiled and said, "I'm also very happy to be a guest in your tribe. I don't know how many witches there are in your tribe?"

Ang Xing said: "There are more than 60 witches in our tribe. In 100 years, another witch will be born. There are more and more witches in our tribe."

Gao Ge was surprised: "In 100 years, only one is born?"

Ang Xing said: "One is already very good. In the last 100 years, no witch was born in our tribe."

It is said that the witch clan was cultivated by the essence and blood of the twelve ancestor witches. Obviously, yin and yang were separated, and the subsequent reproduction was the combination of yin and yang, resulting in conception.

Among the Twelve Ancestral Witches, none seemed to be proficient in the Dao of Yin and Yang, nor did they know how the Wu Clan created Yin and Yang, so that their clansmen had the ability to reproduce.

It seems that the Witch Clan has been born for many years, but they have never heard of the battle between the Monster Clan and the Witch Clan. Obviously, the Witch Clan has not yet entered the sight of Tianting Dijun.

I'm afraid that not many creatures in the whole prehistoric world know that an extremely powerful fighting race is thriving.

Following Ang and the three witches, they climbed over the 300 million-foot-high mountain in the south, and there was another huge plain below the mountain.

Ang and their small tribe lived in a huge cave at the foot of the mountain.

Gao Ge stood at the entrance of the cave at a height of feet and looked around. Ang happily said: "Gao Ge, this is our tribe. When I dug this big hole, I was still a little kid."

Inside the cave, there is a slight slope. On the side of the entrance of the cave, there is a stream tricklingly flowing. There is actually a source of water in this big cave.

Before Gao Ge could answer, he saw several big men coming out of the cave quickly.

Ang shouted loudly: "Uncle Long Arm, I brought a guest back, he is a Taoist."

He turned back to Gao Ge and said, "Gao Ge, this is the leader of our tribe, Uncle Long Arm."

Gao Ge took a closer look and found that the arm of this big man was much longer than other liches. He cupped his hands and said, "Taoist Gao Ge, I have seen the long-armed leader."

The big man walked up to him with long arms, his nostrils trembled slightly, and he didn't smell any evil spirit. He was indeed a legendary Taoist. He laughed loudly and said, "Rare guest, rare guest, you are the first Taoist guest in our tribe, please come in, please come in .”

All the witches hugged and sang, and entered the big cave laughing and laughing.

The big cave is about zhang long, and on both sides of the main passage of zhang, there are many small caves, and witches live in these small caves.

The bottom of the big hole is the widest, nearly a thousand feet in size, and a fire cross in the center, nearly ten feet in length and direction, is burning with raging fire.

Around the big cave, there are dozens of small caves, which store food such as animal meat and fruits, as well as animal skins, firewood, ores, spiritual materials and other substances. There is a huge rock crack several feet wide on the side wall, trickling. Mountain water seeps out from the inside and gathers into a small lake with a radius of ten feet on the edge of the big cave. The overflowing water flows out along the ditch beside the cave.

The whole big cave was dry and clean, without a trace of peculiar smell. Surrounded by witches, big and small, watching the excitement, although their hair was a little disheveled, their faces were clean.

Gao Ge looked, and there were really few children, only five, all of whom were firmly guarded by female witches.

The long arm arranged for the witches to clean the fruit and roast the beast meat. Several young witches agreed loudly and went to carry food in the small hole next to them.

Long Arm greeted Gao Ge to sit down in the middle of the big hole, and asked, "I don't know where people practice? How many people are there?"

Gao Ge said: "Gao Ge has been following Master and practicing in Shouyang Mountain. Master has two brothers, but Gao Ge has no siblings."

Long Arm exclaimed: "Gao Ge has no siblings!" The witches around looked at Gao Ge with surprise.

The shrewd long arm checked Gao Ge's background, seeing that Gao Ge's frank confession did not seem to be fake, he was relieved, but he didn't respond to the name of Shouyang Mountain.

Obviously, I have never heard of this mountain name at all, and I don't know what this mountain represents.

Gao Ge, who was slightly looking forward to in his heart, was greatly disappointed.

These witches obviously didn't live in the prehistoric for a long time, and they don't know much about the major events in the prehistoric.

Long Arm introduced: "We are the children of Houtu Zuwu, and we have been in the prehistoric world for millions of years."

"Because we can eat too much, so we can't have too many witches living together, otherwise, the beasts won't be enough for us, and we will starve."

"In the tribe, every time there are more than a hundred witches, we will be separated and find another place to live."

"I brought fifty clansmen here 1 years ago, and now there are already 63 witches." Long Arm said proudly.

Gao Ge somewhat understood that the Wu clan continued to split up like this, and each group had only a few dozen people. In the vast and boundless prehistoric, it was really inconspicuous at all, and they developed and grew silently like this.

Gao Ge remembered Ang's appearance of being excited to kill him as soon as he saw him, and asked: "The leader of Long Arms, why Ang and them, they thought I was a demon when they saw me, and they were so happy."

The witches around laughed loudly, and said with a long arm smile: "The monster is delicious! The meat of the monster is the most delicious meat in the world. I have eaten the longest, but I don't often see it."

Gao Ge was taken aback, and said, "You catch monsters just to eat?"

Ang said next to him: "Yes, I caught a little demon with Uncle Long Arm before, and split its calf, that taste, tsk tsk!" .

Gao Ge reminded: "The monster race is very powerful, haven't you encountered a powerful one?"

Long Arm and several adult witches looked at each other and asked, "Taoist Gao Ge, you have practiced for a long time and know a lot. Tell us about the Yaozu."

They have encountered powerful monsters and suffered losses, but they have never known the details of the monster clan.

When these witch clans were separated, they all remembered the instructions of the ancestor witches, avoided the territory of the prehistoric clans, and settled in places where idle creatures lived together.

For millions of years, the witch clan has slowly multiplied and split. There are countless lands in the wilderness for them to live and hunt. Basically, they do not deal with the great clans of the wilderness.

Almost all the monsters nowadays are born in the Great Clan of the Great Desolation. As soon as the monster takes shape, it will feel the call from the dark, and immediately fly to the heaven. , which is rare elsewhere.

(End of this chapter)