Looking at the primitive people who were immersed in the sacrifice, Fang Lei felt that he should manifest miracles at this time.

But, I am too weak again. Although my divine power can support my copying of swordsmanship, I do not support my flight.

After thinking about it, Fang Lei decided to use props.

After careful observation, the primitive people who were immersed in the sacrifice did not notice their arrival. He quietly retreated and returned here in a short while with the remaining fireworks.

The leads of the fireworks were lit with a lighter. After waiting for a few breaths, accompanied by a loud bang, the dazzling fireworks enveloped the entire primitive tribe.

Although the primitive people were startled by the loud noise, after seeing the familiar vision in the sky, all the primitive people bowed down in cheers.

The brave ones had already begun to scan the surroundings, and Fang Lei's figure was finally discovered by the primitive people.

The arrival of the great gods brought about by the primitive people who were in sacrifices was definitely different from usual.

Fang Lu was covered in stars, looking at his loyal believers and smiled slightly.

He raised his hand and pointed to the sky, and all the primitive people subconsciously looked up at the sky.

I don’t know when, amid the buzzing sound, a cloud of nebula fell from the sky, and in the bitter breath, it shot heavily into the flat stone square.

Bang!

The starlight exploded, scattering like smoke and dust after the bomb exploded, leaving everyone's primitive people surrounded by the starlight.

Among the stars, the primitive people looked at the light falling from the sky with lingering fear. As the stars exploded, a long sword that penetrated straight into the earth appeared in front of all the primitive people.

The metal refracted the light of the sun, allowing all primitive people to clearly feel the sharpness of the sword.

"sword!"

Fang Lei pointed to the long sword falling from the sky and said to all the primitive people in a straight voice.

"Sword! Sword! Sword!"

Looking at the artifact belonging to the gods in awe, the primitive people shouted the name of the sword in the atmosphere of a madman.

In the stars, the tiring step slowly.

As a god, some places where primitive people need to climb, Fang Lei's movements are not that low. His divine power and the power of the body are much more relaxed than those of the primitive people.

I have to say that Fang Lei has no idea about the legendary power of the stars. However, with the ability of the divine power itself to extend its power, Fang Lei can do many seemingly impossible things.

Flying the eaves and walls, killing people with swords!

Looking at the fanatical primitive man, Fang Lei, who came to the platform, opened his arms again, with a sacred expression:

"My believers, the Lord of the Stars feels your piety. In the near future, each of you will have such a powerful weapon, and this is the gift of the Lord of the Stars to you."

"sword!"

"sword!"

"sword!"

The primitive people still shouted the name of the sword, their faces full of desire and expectation.

But Fang Lei did not intend to match them with long swords. You should know that swords have too high requirements for skills. If he hadn't had divine power, he wouldn't have chosen a sword as a weapon even for the sake of his strength.

Looking at the strong primitive man, Fang touched his chin with exhaustion: "Do you want to give them a chainsaw? Wouldn't it be too cruel?"

The primitive man wearing armor and carrying chainsaws will definitely be a nightmare for any extraordinary creature, but the picture seems to be a little too bloody.

Fang Lei was still a little hesitant about chainsaws or diesel saws.

In fact, this thing is already very cheap on Earth, and the price is definitely not the reason why Fang Lei hesitates. What he really needs to consider carefully is mainly the positioning of the diesel saw itself.

This thing is not a weapon. Whether it is a handheld posture or the consequence of chopping hard objects, it is the main reason that restricts the diesel saw from becoming a weapon of small scale destruction.

In Fang Le's opinion, this group of tall and large primitive people is more suitable for using big swords or spears.

However, these issues are not something that Fang Ti needs to make a decision now, because he doesn't have money now.

Fang Lei was stunned for a moment, and Lao Yingzheng, wearing a plastic woven bag, had already come forward. He was as humble as the most loyal servant, and said with his head down:

"Great gods, what you need, the tribe is ready for you."

Ready?

Fang Lei was stunned at first, then was overjoyed!

Those things are directly related to their first pot of gold in the real world, and even affect the primitive people in this world!

Don’t underestimate aphrodisiacs! This thing is of great use at critical moments!

Fang Lei suddenly looked up and looked at Lao Yingzheng with surprise: "Are you ready? Where?"

It is related to his first pot of gold, and Fang Lei is particularly concerned about it.

Seeing Fang Lei's unconcealed excitement, Lao Yingzheng also showed a smile on his face. He waved his hand and signaled his clan members to move freely, and then led Fang Lei to a corner of the platform.

I saw that at the corner of the platform, some strange plants were planted on a land that was obviously artificially flat.

It was a piece of grass that was so green that it was almost transparent!

Fang Lei squatted down and looked at the grass carefully. He could see a stream of fiery red liquid like magma flowing among these nearly transparent grasses.

Under the sun's light, the liquid seemed to be shrouded in a layer of golden light.

"What a magical little guy, is this what you are talking about flame grass?" The magical plant made Fang Lei look very curious.

Old Yingzheng also wanted to learn from Fang Lei, but he was afraid that such a disrespectful god would be like this. He could only take a step back and lower his head and said respectfully:

"The great Lord of the Stars, this is the Flame Grass. After the young men in the tribe picked the Flame Grass, the women planted them here."

After observing the strangeness of the flame grass for a while, I have no doubt about the accumulating effect of the flame grass. After all, it seems like something very fantasy, and the effect will definitely not be wrong.

As for testing the medicine yourself? What about after trying it out? Fang Lei doesn’t want to have anything to happen to these primitive people...

"Flame grass, it seems, is something that can improve yang energy."

Fang Lei nodded without understanding. He didn't understand the Western medicine trick at all. However, he could make a few more nonsense when it comes to nourishing the kidneys and strengthening the yang in traditional Chinese medicine.

"Where is the juice of the spring tree? Where did you put it?" In the primitive man's unclear eyes, Fang Lei suddenly turned to look at Lao Yingzheng.

Old Yingzheng quickly pointed to the side and followed the direction he pointed. Fang Lei turned his head and looked at it, and his face became strange.
Chapter completed!