Chapter 6870 No Civilization

The mammoths were running in front, and the primitive giants behind them were running with spears in their hands, throwing their spears with all their might. The spears were like lightning, making a thunderous sound. They were not magical, but were made by the strength of the flesh and the speed.

Puff! Puff!

The stone spears shot into the mammoth's body and left wounds. Blood kept pouring out of the mammoth's body. The primitive giants chased after it, wanting the mammoth to bleed continuously, then become weak and die.

Although the explosive power of human beings is not strong, their endurance is amazing.

The speed of cats can easily exceed that of humans by several times, but if you really want to run for dozens of kilometers continuously, it is not difficult for people who exercise regularly to run dozens of kilometers. But even the fastest cheetahs can only charge for a short distance. Long-term pursuit can cause sudden death from heat shock.

The mammoths kept making wailing sounds, as if they wanted to attract their companions around to help.

After running for a long distance, the mammoth felt that its physical strength was gradually exhausted and it was about to fall to the ground and die, and its speed slowed down a lot.

"Ancient!"

The primitive giant who was suspected to be the leader let out a loud roar, and the hunters behind shouted and chased after it, holding spears and constantly poking the mammoth.

The mammoth was angry and rushed towards the crowd. The primitive giants kept dodging. Although their bodies were much smaller than mammoths, they were also more flexible.

However, one person was hit by the nose of the spear elephant, and his body was pulled out and spit out blood.

Others around immediately rushed over, raised their spears and stabbed the opponent's legs, stomach, and valley gate.

The spear elephant was covered in blood and was about to fall to the ground.

Boom boom!

At this time, there was a violent roar, and a giant elephant that was even bigger than the mammoth and had golden hair rushed over at an amazing speed.

"Wala!!" The leader wearing an animal tusk headdress roared in fear, and the hunting team immediately dispersed and made way.

But the golden-haired giant elephant was too fast. It rushed over, and with a flick of its long tail, a primitive giant was blown away and his bones were broken.

It raised its huge foot and stomped on it. Under its feet, a primitive giant was as weak as an ant facing a frog.

One kick crushed the primitive giant into a meat paste!

The leader roared, holding a spear and stabbing wildly. The spear stabbed the golden mammoth's leg. The spear could not penetrate part of it. The golden mammoth raised its foot in anger and hit the leader's body.

The leader, who was only as tall as the golden mammoth's knee, was knocked away by a kick and vomited blood!

The golden mammoth rushed over, raised its feet and trampled heavily on the leader.

Before the leader had time to get up, he looked at this scene in horror, and a pair of big feet trampled on him.

Boom!

However, a figure in white clothes blocked him in front of him, and his palms easily grabbed the two elephant legs.

Then, in the shocked eyes of the leader, this person with different clothes and hairstyle from them grabbed the two elephant legs, lifted up the golden mammoth directly, and threw it into the sky.

Whoosh!

The golden mammoth was thrown into the sky for billions of miles, and then fell hard, hitting the ground with a bang. The golden mammoth was dead, and blood seeped out of its body. Snow and dust rolled up around it, and the earth trembled.

This scene frightened the primitive giants around them and was stunned and unbelievable.

Xiang Chen looked at these people, his eyes brightened, and finally saw people.

Although these "people" were dressed like primitive people, and were thousands of feet tall, they were terrifying giants compared to ordinary mortals.

But in this high-dimensional mythological world, it was completely normal. He became the largest of the Fatianxiangdi, which was billions of miles huge, which was even more terrifying.

Xiang Chen kept his height similar to these people and looked at them. After seeing Xiang Chen, these people were shocked, and then they surrounded him one by one, kneeling on the ground, kowtowed continuously, and mumbled something.

Because they couldn't speak the language, Xiang Chen directly penetrated their brains with his mind and read the thoughts they were emitting at the moment.

"Lord God!"

"Greetings to Lord God!"

These people kept kneeling and bowing, which probably meant that they regarded him as a god.

Xiang Chen found it funny. Although these people did not practice, their natural physiques were comparable to the emperor of the first realm of the world, and the leader was even comparable to the physical existence of the emperor.

These people were placed in a low dimension, and they were terrifying like gods and demons to the life of the low dimension.

This world is not full of eternal beasts of heaven and earth. Xiang Chen had crossed such a long distance of the ocean before, spanning countless light years, but he only caught a few eternal beasts of seafood.

Xiang Chen didn't know their language, but he learned it after his divine thoughts penetrated their minds. However, their language expression ability was very poor, and they only had simple daily life terms, hunting terms, courtship, curses and other terms.

"Let's stand up!" Xiang Chen directly used his divine thoughts to transmit them to let them understand what he meant.

These people stood up in awe and looked at him with fear.

Xiang Chen looked at the leader and asked with his divine thoughts: "What's your name?"

The leader immediately spoke in a gibberish, and Xiang Chen understood the meaning of his words.

His name, transliterated as Mengla, means powerful.

Xiang Chen's divine thoughts slowly penetrated the other party's brain memory and read the information the other party knew.

After a moment, Xiang Chen was a little disappointed.

According to what Monla knows, the people they know are all as primitive as them, and they don't even have any civilization. They all exist in tribes.

This Monla tribe is a medium-sized tribe of several hundred people. The old, weak, women and children only have a few hundred people.

From Monla's memory, such primitive people are relatively rare in this world, and they are not dominant. They belong to the middle of the food chain.

"This is either a remote corner of Wuliang Shangcang, or it is not Wuliang Shangcang." Xiang Chen muttered in his heart.

In fact, there are many primitive tribes in Honghuang Continent that are unwilling to contact civilization, but none of them are as primitive as these people.

"Let's contact these primitive people first and see if we can get some useful information." Xiang Chen sighed. Did he go astray? ?

It is also possible that the dimensional space is so huge that he doesn't know the Wuliang Shangcang route, and he insists on trying to go in one direction.

As for Wuzhiqi at the beginning, how did it come to Hongmeng World in a daze, it didn't know itself.

In a long distance, a direction only needs to deviate a little bit in one light year, but after countless billions of light years, this distance will be far away.

Monla asked Xiang Chen if he could bring the golden mammoth back to the tribe? Xiang Chen nodded in agreement, and they cheered and began to lift the mammoth and headed towards the tribe——