(Non-text, refreshed in the morning)

A vast mountain range millions of light-years high and stretching for billions of light-years.

A figure suddenly appeared.

It was a big man with cyan skin, purple eyes, disheveled hair, and a ferocious face. There were mysterious patterns on his skin. The aura on his body was that of an eternal true god, full of primitive wildness.

It is clearly an indigenous life.

The normal teleportation limit of the Eternal True God is tens of millions of light years, but their teleportation frequency is extremely high, so even those seemingly vast mountainous terrains can only pass by in the blink of an eye in their eyes.

This fanged man was transformed into Wang Yi. He looked down at an indigenous tribe in the distant mountains and forests.

There are countless natives living there, the ones with the lowest aura are immortal, and the strongest ones are the eternal true gods.

Since Wang Yi did not deliberately hide his aura, when he appeared nearby, he was immediately discovered by the Eternal True God in the tribe.

A stream of light flew out from the tribe and flew towards Wang Yi.

The surrounding area of ​​the tribe is blocked by space, so you cannot teleport in and can only rely on flying.

It was a burly, bald man with blue skin, with only one huge one eye on his face, and two fangs sticking out from both sides of his mouth. He was holding a huge mace made of stone in his hand, and flew all the way to the king.

Yi's side.

"Who are you? Why do you come to our Shetu Department?" The other party spoke a difficult and ancient language. It was not the common language of practitioners who originated from the mainland, but an older language belonging to the ancient tribe.

The other party did not take action directly, but also noticed the aura of the ancient clan in Wang Yi.

If he were a cultivator, the entire tribe's powerful men would probably swarm him.

"I am Temudar." Wang Yi casually made up an identity for himself, speaking the same difficult ancient sayings, "I don't have a tribe, I am a wanderer. When I pass by, I want to challenge the strongest warrior in your tribe!"

A lot of information about the indigenous people is not a secret in the continent of origin.

For example, they have many royal families, big families, some tribes also fight each other, and some common customs and habits.

The indigenous language has been around for a long time and is even used in many countries of practitioners.

"Oh?" The burly, blue-skinned, one-eyed man immediately became interested.

He looked solemnly at the cyan-skinned man with fangs. Both of them were wearing simple animal skins and both looked wild.

It's just that Wang Yi's green skin is like majestic muscles, while the opponent's body is like blue hard metal, shining with a cold light, and there are looming lines, full of mystery.

From the appearance, you can generally tell the bloodline of an indigenous person.

"I, Yamuhu, the leader of the Shetu tribe and the strongest person in the Shetu tribe, I accept your challenge!" the blue-skinned burly native said loudly.

Challenge... is a common custom among indigenous tribes.

The indigenous people are wild and tough by nature, like fighting and worship the strong.

Many indigenous people will travel in the wilderness to hone themselves. When passing some tribes, they will challenge the strong ones among them.

If they win, they will take away the loot from the tribe; if they lose, they will keep something from themselves.

Then if they return to their hometown, they will take out these things and tell their glory.

The trophies are not necessarily precious, but they represent a warrior's medal of bravery.

To travel among the wild tribes, you must at least have a true god. If they challenge you, they will usually be opponents of the same level.

Tribes also welcome wandering travelers to come and challenge. Only tribes with great reputations will have many people challenge them, which can also prove the strength of their tribe.

Of course, there are risks in fighting. Fighting at the same level is fair and just. If you are killed, you can only consider yourself unlucky.

Therefore, those who dare to wander in the wilderness and challenge all parties are truly fierce men who are not afraid of death.

And the tribe also respects such warriors very much.

The movements of the blue-skinned, one-eyed man and Wang Yi in the air also attracted the attention of the indigenous people in the tribe below. When they knew that the leader was going to compete with a foreign warrior, the entire tribe was shocked.

"After hundreds of millions of epochs, another wandering warrior has finally arrived!"

"The one who came last time was a void-level one. This time, even the leader went to battle. It seems to be an eternal-level one!"

"Eternal level? Since I was born, I have only seen the leader fight with outsiders twice."

"I wonder if the leader can win this time."

The indigenous people in the tribe were very excited and talked about it a lot.

The indigenous people's names for strong people are different from those outside.

There are various types of practitioners, and their classification is very simple.

Immortality has no levels. The children born are of this level. When they reach adulthood, they are the Venerables, the junior warriors of the tribe. Then the more elite Lord of the Universe is the mid-level warrior, and the stronger true god is the high-level warrior.

Above that are the void level, eternal level, holy level, and king level.

This is what they say internally.

For most tribes, the void level is very common, and an eternal level is considered very powerful.

Those with Eternal Level are considered to be middle-class tribes, and they can barely protect their own tribe and survive in this dangerous wilderness.

The Holy level is considered a large tribe, dominating one area, and many tribes must rely on and submit to this tribe.

As for the king level, the tribes that gave birth to the king level are all royal tribes. In the vast wilderness, there are countless indigenous tribes, but there are only a few dozen royal tribes. They are the real rulers of the indigenous forces.

Each royal family rules over an endless and vast wilderness territory, has a large number of tribes under its command, and has hundreds of millions of strong natives to obey its orders.

Wang Yi and the leader of the Shetu tribe, ‘Yamu Hao’, stood face to face high in the sky, and their auras completely filled the area with a radius of millions of light years.

‘Yamrak’ opened his mouth and smiled, his fangs ferocious. “Brother Temudar, let’s get started.”

"good."

"Under the witness of the ancient ancestor."

"Under the witness of the ancient ancestor."

The two of them said the oath of war at the same time and raised their weapons. In Wang Yi's hand was a sword made of rough metal, while the opponent had a mace made of unknown ore.

Of course, the quality can definitely withstand the battle between the eternal gods.

Yamu laughed loudly, and with a whooshing sound, he suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards Wang Yi, and at the same time he raised the mace in his hand.

The corner of Wang Yi's mouth curled up slightly. After practicing boringly for an era of reincarnation, it was time to relieve his boredom.

Boom! Wang Yi rushed forward, charging towards the opponent like a beast.

"Come on!" Wang Yi's eyes were sharp and he shouted lowly. The metal sword in his hand had already arrived in front of the indigenous strongman Yamu Raek with the endless force of splitting the universe.

"What a strong momentum!" As an aboriginal who has lived for countless years, Yamu Ha is extremely experienced. Just by looking at Wang Yi's stance, he realized how powerful his opponent was.

Just like the eternal true god's combat power, it can generally be divided into levels fourteen to seventeen.

Of course there are differences in the fighting power of the indigenous people.

"Even if many secret techniques cannot be used, if you integrate some secrets into the sword technique and use pure sword techniques, the power will definitely not be small!" Wang Yi thought to himself, "What's more, I still have a hundred thousand times the divine body.

The power is innately much stronger than that of the Eternal True God of the same level!"

A hundred thousand times divine body is ten times more powerful than becoming an eternal true god without taking the path of a divine body!

The power it radiates is also the absolute power of chaos!

This is the power of the indigenous bloodline after reaching the legendary one hundred thousand times perfect level on the life structure diagram.

Of course, only in terms of strength attributes, many methods such as the bloodline talents of indigenous life cannot be used.

He can only change his strength. Things like his soul cannot be changed!

"Well done!" Yamu Raek let out a roar, and the lines on his body suddenly lit up. His body suddenly became thicker, and the animal skin suit swelled up. The metal-like cold and hard muscle lines outlined by the suit were like

As if wrapped with steel bars, it looked extremely domineering, with a hint of madness, and the mace waved wildly and fiercely towards Wang Yi's sword.

Two huge forces collided with each other, the surrounding space was immediately distorted, and the light was swallowed and annihilated by something terrible.

Rumble... Far away from the battlefield, those indigenous beings could clearly see a terrifying vortex like a black hole in the abyss covering the battlefield.

That wave of power would make even the True God of the Void tremble. If the True God was hit, he would definitely die.

"Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut!!!" In the dark vortex, there were only two figures like gods and demons fighting, with countless knife shadows surrounding one of the burly blue metal figures.

"Even if I don't use secret techniques, just sword skills, body skills, and combat skills, I am the best among the eternal true gods!" Wang Yi attacked the strong native man crazily.

Yamrak tried his best to resist, wielding his mace to fight.

But compared with Wang Yi, although his fighting skills honed in countless reincarnations are not inferior, there is a clear gap in his sword and body skills... These gaps made him obviously suppressed by Wang Yi in the battle.

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"Dang! Dang! Dang..." The war knife struck Yamu Lu's hard blue metal-like skin again and again, splashing firelight.

"This body is really powerful. It's almost as good as my fourth transformation. As expected of a native who is famous for his bloodline route." Wang Yi thought to himself.

But at this time, Yamu Ra was going crazy, "Ahhhh..." As he roared, the lines on his body burst into light, and the lines on his blue body quickly twisted and intertwined, turning into a strange life pattern.

"Boom--" A powerful ancient aura burst out from Yamu Raek's body, instantly filling the area with a radius of tens of thousands of light years.

A giant with blue scales that was tens of thousands of light years long appeared in front of Wang Yi. The mace in his hand also became tens of thousands of light years long. It was like a god and demon that created the world, and its momentum became very terrifying.
To be continued...