The vampire's head was placed in front of a particularly burly Qingyang man.
A pair of curved corners on his forehead have hundreds of spiritual patterns naturally appearing on the surface, and a faint green light can be seen flickering among them.
The aura exuding from this person's body is far deeper than that of the totem master.
He is the great elder of the Green Forest Tribe.
He is also a powerful totem lord.
The totem master who sent the head quickly recounted the story.
The great elder stared at the head with a solemn look on his face: "Is there anyone at the scene..."
The words are not finished yet.
A sudden change occurred.
"boom!"
The head suddenly exploded and turned into a ball of purple mist, quickly rolling towards the great elder.
The Great Elder reacted instantly, shouted loudly, and an illusory totem shadow flashed out of thin air from his back.
This is a red tree, more than ten meters tall, with branches covered with razor-sharp leaves.
"Woo! Woo!"
A dense roar sounded.
Thousands of leaves separated from the shadow of the totem and slashed towards the purple mist like a storm.
The next second.
There was a confrontation between the two sides.
The storm of blades swept past and wiped out the purple mist in an instant.
The totem master turned pale with fright.
The great elder breathed a sigh of relief and pretended to be indifferent on the surface: "It's just a little trick of the enemy, nothing more than that."
He was about to continue asking when he suddenly sensed something unusual and retreated quickly.
at the same time.
More blades swept in, forming a shield to protect the great elder's body.
Just where the head used to be.
A little purple light appeared out of thin air and expanded at an unimaginable speed.
"Boom!"
There was a thunderous explosion.
The wooden building collapsed instantly.
Wooden buildings with a radius of a hundred meters also collapsed.
The Great Elder was blown upside down by the violent air waves and rolled several times in the air before falling into the ruins.
He stood up in disgrace and looked at the mess around him, his expression extremely ugly.
The Great Elder didn't know that he had been severely played by the other party.
This guy remembered the "little trick" he just mentioned, and felt a severe pain in his old face.
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far away.
Cheng Han couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The change in the vampire's head was naturally a trick he used.
simply put.
When the blade slashed over, it used the power of concentration to shrink the purple mist, making it look like it had disappeared.
After the Great Elder was deceived, he completely released his power and created a big explosion.
But the lethality is actually very small.
It just caused air movement, and then a super strong wind was produced.
Cheng Han made a timely comment: "This guy is also a rookie, and his skills in using extraordinary power are too poor."
Compare with Wanhao clan.
The strength of the totem master should be similar to that of the Xuanshi.
But the combat power of the Totem Master is significantly weaker than that of the Xuan Master.
Cheng Han shook his head: "This is the consequence of relying too much on external forces. The foundation is not solid, and the road becomes narrower as you go up."
In the halo screen.
The totem shadow of the Blade Tree is now frozen.
He glanced at it several times, and a torrent of information surged in his mind.
A few seconds later.
Cheng Han suddenly realized: "It turns out that the essence of the power of totem is the embodiment of the will of the world."
Every totem shadow is actually part of the will of the world.
The process of Totem Shadow performing secret techniques is tantamount to mobilizing the extraordinary power of this world.
This is also the unique law of the Qingyang world.
Cheng Han murmured again: "With the level of the Qingyang people, among the 10,000 totem masters, it is probably difficult to find one who understands the nature of the totem power, right?"
His thoughts moved slightly, and he once again activated the phantom of the Anchor of All Realms.
Mysterious power comes out of thin air.
A thick thorn vine emerged behind him.
Later.
The thorn vines expanded rapidly like a blown balloon. In just a few breaths, they grew to an astonishing height of more than fifty meters.
By contrast.
The totem shadow of the totem master of the Green Forest Tribe is only one-fifth of the height.
The two are completely different from adults and children.
Cheng Han glanced at the green sheep tree in the distance again, and his thoughts moved slightly.
The lower part of the thorn vine quickly turned into a tree stump.
The upper part of the thorn vine transformed into a branch.
Later.
A new branch quickly grew out of the tree stump.
This is clearly a blade tree.
It is the totem shadow of the great elder of the Green Forest Tribe.
A second passed.
The third branch popped out, and there were several birds parked on it.
This is the "Bird Controlling Totem" condensed with reference to the second level Spirit Controlling Mysterious Seal.
There are quite a lot of birds in this world, and this totem power can play a big role.
Cheng Han looked back and nodded with satisfaction: "Once you master the essence, you can graft the shadow of the totem at will.
"Among the Qingyang tribe, the totem master who has the power of three totems should be considered unique."
In just one day.
Becoming a totem master first and then being promoted to a totem master is absolutely unique.
Cheng Han sensed it carefully and said with a proud smile: "At the level of the Venerable, I have deeply integrated the will of the world. I am afraid that even the main god of the Qingyang tribe will have a hard time distinguishing that I am an outsider."
Under normal circumstances.
It is impossible for a powerful man at the level of a master god not to be able to tell the difference.
It's just that the laws of this world are so special that it creates such a strange thing.
Cheng Han looked up and chuckled: "From now on, I am a pure-blood Qingyang.
"Soon, the insect swarm will arrive in this world group. I will lead the Qingyang tribe to fight against the insect swarm and fight to the last Qingyang man!"
He looked around a few times and made a deduction.
Cheng Han immediately made a decision: "Let's go in that direction, find a suitable place to establish a new tribe, and study the power of laws in this world."
Ripples surged out of thin air.
Cheng Han's figure disappeared.
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late at night.
Night enveloped the wilderness.
The sky is not pure black, but has a strange greenish color.
Cheng Han was holding a vampire's head, standing on the top of a green sheep tree, looking into the distance.
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He was also the strongest vampire he had ever hunted.
but.
No matter how strong he is, he can be killed instantly with one move.
Just by plucking the string of law, the blood mist formed by the opponent exploded, leaving only a solitary head.
at this time.
Cheng Han suddenly noticed that the sky in the distance was faintly glowing with red.
Relying on the projection of the True Flame Mysterious Seal, he keenly sensed that a fire was ignited there, and there seemed to be many cries mixed in the flames.
His eyes flashed: "The Red Eyes tribe is committing evil again, is a tribe suffering from disaster?"
The evening breeze blows.
Cheng Han disappeared.
Two hundred kilometers away.
In a small valley.
Raging flames are rising into the sky.
Most of the buildings in the Tie Feng tribe had been turned into fire.
The fire was so intense that even the totem pole in the center of the tribe had scorch marks on its surface.
In the fire scene and near the valley, there were corpses of Qingyang people lying one after another.
obviously.
This tribe experienced a brutal war.
Tieniu hid in a patch of grass, clutching his broken arm with his right hand, enduring the severe pain.
His heart was filled with great grief and indignation, as well as unforgettable hatred.
Tieniu gritted his teeth and muttered with hatred on his face: "Qinglang Tribe, I will curse you forever!"
"Click!"
A muffled sound suddenly came from the sea of fire.
Tieniu was stunned for a moment, feeling unprecedentedly intense sadness in his heart.
He naturally knew that the totem pole was broken.
at the same time.
Tieniu's heart was still filled with confusion.
All the elders of the tribe were killed in the battle, most of the Qingyang warriors were also killed, and now even the totem poles were destroyed.
From now on, will the Tiefeng tribe cease to exist?
at this time.
Tieniu suddenly heard the sound of birdsong falling from the sky.
"Haw! Haw!"
"Squeak! Squeak!"
"Gu! Gu!"
This guy couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
A flock of birds?
From the sound, it sounds like there are quite a few.
But the problem is, it's late at night, how come there are so many birds?