The Great Talisman

　　 second day

　　 Yang Sanyang was already standing at the entrance of the cave without waiting for the first ray of sun to come out from the horizon, looking at the mighty purple qi from the east, opening his mouth and breathing continuously.

　　Don't think too much, he is just holding a ten thousand and one thousand fantasy, what if he can really take a breath of purple?

　　 Inhaled the cold wind, the early morning in the primitive world was still a bit cold, facing the silly expressions of the primitive people around, Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly, tightened the skin of the animal that barely wrapped his body, and walked out of the cave.

　　 You have to work if you are alive, you will be hungry if you don't pick fruit, and there are no idlers in the tribe.

　　Although he is a child, he doesn't need to bear too much burden, but he will be able to sell good children and have milk to eat. There is a modern soul in Yang Sanyang, how can he really stare at him?

　　 Although the fruits picked each time are not many, they are enough to attract the attention of the big primitive people, but whenever there is surplus meat, the first child is always him.

　　 But today, Yang Sanyang was not ready to pick the fruit. After picking a few fruits at random, Yang Sanyang walked on the grass, looking at the altar from a distance with a touch of firmness in his eyes.

"If you succeed, you can change your destiny, and if you fail, you will become a blasphemer, burned to death by the **** of fire!" Yang Sanyang slowly lowered his head, condensed his emotions, and his eyes greedily looked at the blue sky and white clouds of the last world, and then crossed. Walk into the jungle not far from the tribe.

　　 Every step of drilling wood to make fire is pretended in Yang Sanyang's heart. Although he hasn't done it for five years, he has deduced it countless times in his heart.

　　 blasphemer die

　　 Flame is the right of God and the power of God of Vulcan. I am afraid that I will anger the God of Vulcan and seize the power of God of Vulcan.

　　 Yang Sanyang walked in the jungle with a tangled expression, looking for a dry wooden stick. As for the dry straw for drilling wood to make fire, he had already prepared.

　　 Straw is the straw that has been dried for several years, and the firewood is the firewood that he has selected for several years.

　　Everything is extremely dry!

　　 Just when he really picked up the drill log, he looked at the sacred fire of the ancient well in the distance, but suddenly hesitated.

　　 No one is not afraid of death!

　　 The memory of five years ago is as shocking as yesterday. The child turned into ashes in the flame....

　　 "嗷……"

　　 A stern roar came, and accompanied by panic-stricken shouts, Yang Sanyang was shocked, turned his head and looked into the distance, but saw the overwhelming beasts preying in groups.

　　 The strong man of the hunting team was desperately desperate, with wooden sticks and stone tools in his hands flying around. The women picking fruits in the mountains and forests, at this time, jumped towards the cave mansion without saying a word.

　　 "Beast tide!!!" Yang Sanyang was shocked, rolled up the drill logs and withered grass on the ground, and ran towards the cave mansion.

　　 don't run? Waiting to make snacks for the beast tide?

　　 He is no stranger to animal tides, and he has experienced it several times in the past five years. It must have been the birth of a big monster in the outside mountains and forests, that just formed such a terrifying beast tide, forcing the wild beasts to run wildly.

　　 Last night, the emperor was pouring into the earth, and it was strange that no great demon was born.

　　 There may also be a big monster who wants to hunt the human race, but the place where the tribe is located is blessed by the **** of fire. Although the monster is powerful, it does not dare to offend the gods. However, although monsters cannot enter, they can drive wild beasts to hunt and kill humans.

　　Every time the beast tide, mankind will suffer heavy losses.

　　In the open grassland, human beings are attacked back and forth. They are definitely not the opponents of these ferocious beasts. The only thing left in the wilderness is death. In the strong warrior, in the open plain, there is only the end torn to pieces by wild beasts.

Yang Sanyang saw it clearly at this time. The strong man of the hunting team was facing the overwhelming beast tide in the mountains and forests. There was no resistance at all. Dozens of big men became a few pieces in a blink of an eye. The **** corpses were everywhere in the mountains and forests. The herd of beasts fluttered, further stimulating the brutality of the beasts.

　　 "Woo 嗷~"

　　 The group of beasts came forcing the stone cave. Looking at the fierce beasts all over the sky, Yang Sanyang only felt his hands and feet soft.

　　 There have never been so many beasts, and I am afraid there are tens of thousands!

　　 "There must be an incredible Demon King born outside the Great Wilderness, and it will be difficult for the future!" Yang Sanyang frowned.

　　Thinking kung fu, countless primitive people have poured into the cave, holding spears in their hands to confront the overwhelming beasts outside.

　　 The entrance of the cave is so big, there are many beasts, that is, the attack power of a dozen of them, thousands of people are not shy at all.

　　 "According to the law of the past, as long as the herd stays here for half a day and cannot hunt the humans in the cave, it will automatically retreat!" Yang Sanyang lowered his head and sighed in relief.

　　 He was not worried about the beasts overwhelming outside the door. Just looking at the **** body in the herd, anger rose from his heart. Although he couldn't communicate with those big guys, and even the two had no blood relationship, but after all, he was his own tribe and raised himself. At this time, he was killed by countless wild kills and bite to death. Yang Sanyang felt that The anger in my heart is hard to vent.

　　 That anger is not only aimed at the herd, but also at the unpredictable future! Without making any changes in the current life, perhaps the next person to be killed by a beast in the future is himself!

　　 That kind of powerlessness and confusion, people will never be able to understand!

　　 From morning to mid-sky, until the setting sun goes down, the outside beasts are constantly agitated, and they will attack the cave every once in a while, making Yang Sanyang vigilant.

　　 "It's been a day, it stands to reason that the herd should have retired long ago. After all, the beasts have to eat too? Why don't they leave today?" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed solemnity.

　　夜

　　 The fire in the cave was raging, and the sound of drums in the cave shocked the world. Thousands of people were hungry. The sound was shocking.

　　 Everyone can’t get enough to eat on weekdays, and if they don’t eat for a day, how can they stand it?

　　 Numerous primitive people also showed a sense of panic and anxiety in their eyes at this time, and seemed to realize the unfavorable situation in front of them.

　　 What a pity

　　 Even if the bright moon hangs high and the outside herd is restless, there is still no sign of retreat.

　　 This night, Yang Sanyang didn't close his eyes, staring at the green eyes outside the cave, only hoping that the gods could take action and drive away the beasts in front of him.

　　 Countless tribes fell to the ground one after another, kowtowing to the sacred fire, but unfortunately their gods seemed to have forgotten it.

　　 I don’t know when, Yang Sanyang is so tired that he has fallen asleep, and a thought vaguely circulates in his mind before going to bed: "Perhaps, the beasts will be gone when I wake up tomorrow!".

　　 The rising sun

The tired Yang Sanyang opened his eyes and faced the first purple qi that rose from the sky, and then saw the beasts still wandering outside the cave, his palms were subconsciously clenched, his nails pierced into his palms and awakened. Its numb nerves.

　　 "I haven't left! Still!" Yang Sanyang's heart sank involuntarily, sweeping across the tribe's brawny, the countless worried eyes, and the cry of countless babies lingering in his ears, making people even more upset. Looking at the molting and chapped lips of primitive people, they subconsciously swallowed the dried mulberry without making a sound.

　　 Hungry and cold, this night is so difficult!

　　 "Can't drag it any more, drag it any more, I don't know how many babies are going to starve to death!" Yang Sanyang lowered his eyebrows, and his eyes showed solemnity.

　　 Animals can not eat for three days, but they cannot drink water for three days!

　　 What's more, there are babies who have not yet reached the full moon?

　　 "This time the herd is absolutely different from the past!" Yang Sanyang has realized that the beast herd is different.

　　 The cry of the baby made people upset, and Yang Sanyang suddenly stood up and walked towards the blazing fire.

　　 "Slap~"

　　 Before getting close to the divine fire, Yang Sanyang's shoulders were held, and his mother's eyes with wisdom seemed to see through everything about Yang Sanyang and stood in front of him.

　　 Yang Sanyang looked directly at the leader, but the female leader refused to let go. The countless members around seemed to realize something, and stood up around the Shenhuo to isolate Yang Sanyang.

for a long time

　　 Yang Sanyang lowered his head and stepped aside.

　　 The primitive people never left, and they continued to worship around the sacred fire.

　　 "Slap~"

The shoulder was slapped again, and a familiar face came into his eyes. Yang Sanyang recognized him, the recognized warrior in the tribe, and the strongest primitive man. At this time, a pair of eyes looked at him, his eyes full of admiration, but serious Shook his head.

　　 After many years of getting along, Yang Sanyang understood what the other party meant. Although he admired his courage, the gods must not be blasphemy.

　　 Primitive Number One, this is the name Yang Sanyang gave him!

　　 Sitting in the corner, Yang Sanyang closed his eyes, thinking about ways to break the game.

　　 The only thing I can do now is to wait!

　　 Holding the drill wood in his hand, Yang Sanyang was unsure. He is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. It is better to live than to live. In the face of the great horror of life and death, no one can take it lightly.

　　 "Perhaps, the animal tide will recede tomorrow?" Yang Sanyang was comforting himself~www.wuxiaspot.com~hou~"

　　The beast tide raged again. This time the defense was so difficult. The primitive people who had been hungry for a day and night were all weakened. He watched a primitive being accidentally dragged out by the group of animals.

　　 "This may be the most difficult disaster for me to come to this world!" Yang Sanyang sighed.

　　 Then the setting sun went down, several beast tides, and some people died one after another.

　　 Until the second day, the first baby in the cave lost her cry. The desperate mother slit her wrist and blood flowed into the baby's mouth.

　　 What a pity

　　 That fragile life can never wake up again!

　　 Yang Sanyang stared at the baby, his pure eyes staring at him, as if a knife had cut his heart and inserted his lungs.

　　 Long-term lack of food, plus two days of hunger and cold, and no dripping in, Yang Sanyang only felt dizzy and weak in his hands and feet, and a wave of irritation rose in his heart.

　　 But the external beast tide still doesn't mean to retreat!

　　 The wave of beasts that never retreated, shattered all its illusions!

"Can't wait, I don't dare to bet! I definitely won't be able to survive two days!" Yang Sanyang's will continued to roll in the confusion, bursting out with astonishing power, five years of depression, once burst, like a flood, it can no longer stop. A sentence in my mind kept circling repeatedly: "Today you die and you die, and you die if you make a big plan! It's better to fight!"

　　 All consciousness disappeared, only this sentence and the crazy will remain.

　　 suddenly tore away the animal skins on his body. At this moment, Yang Sanyang's eyes were bloodshot, and he was mad as if he were a madman.

　　 The animal skins were laid under the withered grass, Yang Sanyang firmly grasped the drill log, looked at the wooden block that had been prepared, and madly poked it down.

　　 blasphemy?

　　 People are going to die, are you afraid of blasphemy?