My tribe has been invincible for thirty years of gacha pulls.

Before the chieftain of the ancient tribe could react, Ji Shi had already run more than ten meters away.

As Ji Fei and the Demon Blade Leopard fought the Ancient Plains Tribe Chief, their bodies gradually recovered.

Upon hearing the documentary's words, they followed without hesitation.

Even the river abandoned its opponent and headed straight for the distance.

After all, this was something that had been agreed upon beforehand.

Those martial artists who had undergone three blood transfusions and were already terrified by the water river didn't even dare to give chase.

By the time the chieftain of the ancient tribe realized what was happening, the three people and the beast had already run far away, and his face instantly turned somewhat gloomy.

"Clan...Clan Chief...We..."

The four surviving members, who had undergone three blood transfusions, came to the side of the ancient Yuan tribe chief, swallowed hard, and spoke tremblingly.

At this moment, the clan leader's aura exerted an overwhelming sense of pressure on them.

He was nothing like the emaciated, sleepy clan chief he usually was.

"Chieftain, what should we do next? Should we go after them?"

Some of the bolder members of the clan spoke up and asked.

The chieftain of the ancient tribe glanced at them and slapped them across the face.

Two people died on the spot with just one slap.

The remaining two were stunned, somewhat confused as to why the clan leader would suddenly attack them!

However, with another slap from the Guyuan tribe chief, the two of them knew nothing more.

The chieftain of the ancient tribe took a deep breath of the sweet scent emanating from his soul.

He ignored the corpses scattered on the ground and chased after the documentary in the direction it had left.

The reason he killed the remaining few was, of course, because he didn't want to be exposed.

Although these people did not know his specific situation, he was unwilling to increase such risks.

If things get out, it will be troublesome.

the other side.

The documentary team and others kept running forward, and they were certainly not running aimlessly.

Soon, a barrage of sarcastic shouts and curses, along with the cacophony of angry curses from more than a dozen people, came from not far away, interspersed with Shi Xiaoyong's muffled groans of slight pain.

The three people and one beast quickened their pace and, after crossing the bushes, saw more than a dozen people beating a burly man with a missing arm, their faces ashen.

Upon noticing the arrival of the three people and the beast, the dozen or so people were slightly taken aback, somewhat incredulous, while Shi Xiaoyong, who was still cursing and provoking hatred with his hands on his head, suddenly brightened up.

"Little Stone, help me!"

Although he is immortal, it really hurts!

Even without Shi Xiaoyong saying anything, the documentary team had already rushed up.

These three first-tier martial artists and the team of ten who had undergone three blood transfusions would naturally be extremely powerful.

Unfortunately, they encountered documentary filmmakers.

Therefore, they almost collapsed at the slightest touch.

In just a few minutes, only a pile of corpses remained.

Ji Shi stepped forward, helped Shi Xiaoyong up, and sighed, "Xiaoyong, you've worked hard."

It has to be said that drawing hatred is a physically demanding task, as the other party is currently covered in wounds.

Those people were blinded by anger; they were beating people to death as long as they weren't killed, just to vent their frustration.

Fortunately, Shi Xiaoyong arrived at the designated location, and the two sides successfully met up.

"What's wrong with that?"

Even though he was seriously injured, Shi Xiaoyong still looked completely unconcerned. He then asked, "How's it going on your end? Is that old guy dead?"

"No, that old guy is stronger than we thought."

"You are the key to deciding the outcome of this battle," Ji Shi said in a deep voice, then looked earnestly at Shi Xiaoyong.

Shi Xiaoyong was slightly taken aback, but after realizing what he meant, he nodded seriously.

……

The chieftain of the ancient tribe followed the traces left by the records. He had reverted to his old man form and walked unhurriedly.

His physical strength was far superior to that of the three men and one beast.

Suddenly, he smelled a strong stench of blood, his eyes instantly turned sharp, and a strong sense of vigilance rose in his heart.

He quickened his pace and soon saw the corpses lying haphazardly.

The chieftain of the ancient tribe immediately recognized them as his own people.

His expression remained unchanged in the face of this.

After all, preparations had already been made.

All he wants to do now is to seize the documentary and use the other party's powerful soul to prolong his life!

"Ha, you old beast, you've finally arrived!"

Suddenly, a faint voice interrupted the thoughts of the ancient chieftain.

He looked up and immediately locked his gaze on the burly man with a severed arm, barely alive, amidst the pile of corpses.

At this point, the opponent was barely breathing and was clearly not going to live much longer.

This is also one of the reasons why he didn't notice the other party immediately; the other party's aura was too weak.

He felt no threat whatsoever from it.

"You old beast, what are you looking at your grandpa for? What? Are you attracted by your grandpa's unparalleled good looks?"

The sarcastic remarks echoed through the forest, and the chieftain of the Guyuan tribe's face instantly turned gloomy.

He walked up to Shi Xiaoyong, looked down at him, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

Ignoring the other person's foul mouth, he grabbed the other person's head and immediately punched him.

Although he didn't unleash his full power this time, the force of that punch was still considerable for Shi Xiaoyong.

His already faint breath was now like a candle flame in the wind, but he did not show any fear; in fact, he was cursing filthy things.

This time, a hint of appreciation flashed deep in the eyes of the ancient chieftain.

In this vast wilderness, any brave and fearless warrior is admired.

However, the admiration in his eyes quickly vanished, and he looked around with a cold smile.

"Kid, I know you're here. If you don't show up soon, I'll kill this kid in my hands."

The chieftain of the Guyuan tribe waited for a while but received no response. He then tightened his grip, and Shi Xiaoyong's skull began to crack.

"You old...beast..."

Shi Xiaoyong mustered his last bit of strength and gritted his teeth to speak.

"Wait a minute!"

Just as the chief of the Guyuan tribe was about to crush Shi Xiaoyong, a voice feigning indifference appeared, and at the same time, a figure appeared in front of the chief of the Guyuan tribe.

The latter grinned, revealing a smile.

"You finally showed up! I knew you wouldn't give up on this kid!"

"Your target is me. Release Xiaoyong, and you can absorb my soul at will," Ji Shi said in a deep voice.

"Oh?"

The chieftain of the ancient tribe swelled up again, and with a bang, he crushed Shi Xiaoyong's skull. Seeing that the other party had completely died, he casually tossed him aside.

"Do you think I'm stupid? Kill this kid, and you won't be able to escape either! Everything will be mine then!"

Documentary's face turned incredibly ugly, and his eyes instantly reddened: "Old man, you're courting death!!"

He abandoned any thought of negotiation and charged forward to engage the old man in a frenzied battle.

That stance clearly indicated they were ready to fight to the death.

In response, the chief of the Guyuan tribe naturally chose to temporarily avoid confrontation. Although he could gain the upper hand, the difference in strength between the two could not reach the point of overwhelming force.

It would be quite difficult for him to defeat his opponent without taking any damage.

If he is injured, more of his soul will dissipate, which means he will lose more of his lifespan.

He would naturally not want to do that unless absolutely necessary.

Seeing that he couldn't defeat his opponent, the documentary's eyes hardened, and he drew a green card.

Recalling the life-or-death crisis he had felt earlier, Minister Kohara quickly retreated, putting distance between himself and the enemy.

Seeing that he was safe, the chieftain of the Guyuan tribe breathed a sigh of relief, then sneered.

"Kid, is that all you've got?"

However, he did not realize that he had returned to Shi Xiaoyong's "corpse".

Shi Xiaoyong's eyes, which were originally half-open, shifted almost imperceptibly, and a green card appeared in his hand as well.