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Chapter 789【788】Wrath of the Prince
5 minute later.
"boom!"
Cheng Han fell from the sky and landed steadily, with spider webs of prey under his feet.
This is because the impact force is transferred to the ground.
If you look closely, you can see that the cracks are in the shape of horns.
This represents a very high degree of control and also leaves traces deliberately.
Cheng Han did not move forward, but looked at the totem pole.
This place is only one kilometer away from the tribe, and you can clearly see the appearance of the totem pole.
This huge wooden pillar is located on the top of a hill.
Large and small wooden houses are built around the totem pole. The higher the status of the Qingyang people, the closer they live to the totem pole.
The lower part of the totem pole has many patterns resembling sheep's horns painted with blue paint.
The upper part of the totem pole is engraved with a pattern using relief techniques, and the entire surface is painted in bright emerald green.
That is - thorns covered with sharp thorns.
Cheng Han murmured softly: "Is this the origin of the 'Thorn Tribe'?"
The name of this tribe is exactly - Thorns.
Also.
There is another point worth noting.
The horn pattern looks a little mottled, with the paint peeling off in many places, or the paint color becoming a lot duller.
This is the result of long-term exposure to wind and rain and the baptism of time.
But the paint with the thorn pattern looked as if it had just been painted on, with no signs of fading and even no dust on the surface.
no doubt.
This is due to extraordinary power.
A glimmer of light flashed in Cheng Han's eyes, and the corner of his mouth raised: "This is actually an item that inherits the mysterious law. How interesting!"
He could tell at a glance that the totem pole contained a mysterious method for controlling thorns.
of course.
According to the Qingyang tribe, it is the power of totem.
Cheng Han took a few glances and commented: "Compared with the mysterious seal of the Wanhao tribe, the precision of the totem power is indeed inferior to that of the Wanhao tribe."
in recent months.
He traveled to many small worlds and came into contact with several foreign races, and then he deeply realized how amazing the mysterious system established by the ancestors of the Wanhao clan was.
Compared to many races.
The physical quality of ordinary people of the Wanhao tribe can be described as "weak".
However, they have nine divine emperors and have become a famous and powerful clan. This set of mysterious magic system is indispensable.
At this moment.
Cheng Han stared at the giant pillar for a few seconds, then slightly curved his mouth: "I understand!"
His eyes jumped and he looked at the sky above the tribe.
I saw two black birds circling back and forth above the tribe.
One of their wings flaps this way from time to time.
This is undoubtedly a warning method.
"Haw! Haw!"
A clear cry came from the sky.
Cheng Han smiled slightly and muttered: "The time has come for the prince to appear."
After speaking.
There was a strange wave in his body.
This is the power of totems.
After just a few glances, he had already cracked the secret. Not only had he fully mastered the power of the totem, but he had also reached a new level.
No.
More than just one layer.
But several layers.
Cheng Han raised his right hand slowly and made a "virtual grasp" gesture.
The illusory image of a thorn condensed from the palm of his hand.
However, the illusion is rather vague and the shape is not stable, fluctuating a few times from time to time.
This is a flaw in the power of the tribal inheritance totem.
But that's okay.
Cheng Han thought and slightly adjusted his extraordinary power.
The illusion of thorns stopped fluctuating, and the image became much clearer.
"Haw! Haw!"
The chirping of birds became more urgent.
obviously.
The blackbird instinctively sensed the crisis.
Cheng Han didn't hesitate anymore and waved his right arm in a throwing posture.
Illusory thorns quickly rose into the sky, pointing in the direction of two black birds.
They were frightened, flapped their wings quickly, and dived down as fast as possible.
however.
Too late.
The thorn suddenly flashed and bifurcated into two branches, each of which took on the shape of a "spear".
This is clearly a thorn gun.
The two guns flashed by and hit the blackbird accurately.
The latter's figure became stiff and his body could no longer move an inch.
Countless slender thorn threads appeared out of thin air and penetrated into their bodies.One second later.
They were covered with thorns and turned into thorn birds.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
The thorn bird flapped its wings vigorously and actually flew up again.
below.
A small square around the totem pole.
There were loud exclamations.
Just now, a group of Qingyang people heard the warning and rushed out one after another, and happened to see this scene.
They thought that the black bird would be killed, but unexpectedly it turned into a thorn bird.
This is a totem power beyond their understanding.
At this time.
Cheng Han raised his head and chest and shouted decisively:
"I.
“Wood Pheasant.
"Back from death!"
Every word was like thunder from the sky, flying into the tribe and clearly reaching the ears of every Qingyang person.
Subsequently.
Variation occurred.
"Buzz!"
The towering totem pole suddenly resonated.
Each thorn pattern on the surface of the giant pillar emits a faint green light.
Another moment.
The changes were greater.
The thorn pattern actually seemed to come alive, slowly squirming, as if desire was extending from the giant pillar.
Cheng Han immediately noticed this scene and couldn't help but say "Hey".
This is an unexpected sight.
He immediately came to his senses: "This should be because the totem pole sensed the rather pure power of the totem and spontaneously resonated."
Cheng Han chuckled lightly: "The totem pole is the spiritual symbol of the tribe. This abnormality is the highest level of recognition and recognition of the prince's revenge."
He was still a little proud in his heart: "Even a divine general cannot do this if his understanding of the realm of life is not deep enough."
The totem pole is a sacred object of the Qingyang tribe. It naturally has a mysterious connection with the spirit of the Qingyang people and cannot respond to the response of a foreign tribe.
This is enough to show that his transformation method is very clever.
Even the totem pole was fooled into thinking that he was one of his own.
on the small square.
A group of Qingyang people were all shocked.
Because in the past few decades, the totem pole has never seen such a phenomenon.
Invisible divisions immediately followed.
Some of the Qingyang people had already acquiesced in the outcome when they saw that the second elder and his line had successfully ascended to power, and that the great elder had died.
But the strange appearance of the wooden pheasant, and the subsequent appearance of the totem pole, seriously shaken their hearts.
Another group of Qingyang people, who were die-hard loyalists of the Second Elder, also participated in the battle to encircle and suppress the First Elder's faction, and there was no way out.
They looked very ugly when faced with the vision of the totem pole.
This scene simply told the entire tribe of Qingyang people that the totem pole did not approve of their actions, let alone the ascendancy of the second elder.
the other side.
Cheng Han muttered: "Since it is the prince's revenge, of course he must kill ruthlessly!"
He glanced at the thorn bird and issued an instruction with his mind: "Let them taste the prince's wrath!"
"Ha!"
The cry got louder.
The two thorn birds turned around and swooped down towards the crowd.
Cheng Han glanced at the giant pillar again and suddenly had an idea: "This thing has accumulated a lot of power. If these Qingyang people don't know how to use it, then I won't be polite."
"Buzz!"
Shake the totem pole again.
The bramble pattern shimmered even more.
next moment.
Countless points of light came out and instantly condensed into two thorn birds of light, which pounced directly on a group of Qingyang people.
Cheng Han chuckled: "The totem pole helps this prince to take revenge. I wonder which Qingyang man dares to resist."
Exactly as expected.
The appearance of the Thorn Bird of Light made the exclamations even louder.
Many Qingyang people backed away, assuming an attitude of not participating in this matter.
Even some of the second elder's buddies were deeply shaken.
Fighting a totem pole goes completely against their beliefs.
After a few seconds.
Four thorn birds flew towards a burly man from different directions.
This person is none other than the second elder.
The horns on his forehead are thicker than those of ordinary Qingyang people, with a small amount of mysterious lines naturally appearing on the surface.
of course.
You have to add the word "front".
This guy's strength is equivalent to that of a Xuanshi from the Wanhao Clan.
"boom!"
Cheng Han fell from the sky and landed steadily, with spider webs of prey under his feet.
This is because the impact force is transferred to the ground.
If you look closely, you can see that the cracks are in the shape of horns.
This represents a very high degree of control and also leaves traces deliberately.
Cheng Han did not move forward, but looked at the totem pole.
This place is only one kilometer away from the tribe, and you can clearly see the appearance of the totem pole.
This huge wooden pillar is located on the top of a hill.
Large and small wooden houses are built around the totem pole. The higher the status of the Qingyang people, the closer they live to the totem pole.
The lower part of the totem pole has many patterns resembling sheep's horns painted with blue paint.
The upper part of the totem pole is engraved with a pattern using relief techniques, and the entire surface is painted in bright emerald green.
That is - thorns covered with sharp thorns.
Cheng Han murmured softly: "Is this the origin of the 'Thorn Tribe'?"
The name of this tribe is exactly - Thorns.
Also.
There is another point worth noting.
The horn pattern looks a little mottled, with the paint peeling off in many places, or the paint color becoming a lot duller.
This is the result of long-term exposure to wind and rain and the baptism of time.
But the paint with the thorn pattern looked as if it had just been painted on, with no signs of fading and even no dust on the surface.
no doubt.
This is due to extraordinary power.
A glimmer of light flashed in Cheng Han's eyes, and the corner of his mouth raised: "This is actually an item that inherits the mysterious law. How interesting!"
He could tell at a glance that the totem pole contained a mysterious method for controlling thorns.
of course.
According to the Qingyang tribe, it is the power of totem.
Cheng Han took a few glances and commented: "Compared with the mysterious seal of the Wanhao tribe, the precision of the totem power is indeed inferior to that of the Wanhao tribe."
in recent months.
He traveled to many small worlds and came into contact with several foreign races, and then he deeply realized how amazing the mysterious system established by the ancestors of the Wanhao clan was.
Compared to many races.
The physical quality of ordinary people of the Wanhao tribe can be described as "weak".
However, they have nine divine emperors and have become a famous and powerful clan. This set of mysterious magic system is indispensable.
At this moment.
Cheng Han stared at the giant pillar for a few seconds, then slightly curved his mouth: "I understand!"
His eyes jumped and he looked at the sky above the tribe.
I saw two black birds circling back and forth above the tribe.
One of their wings flaps this way from time to time.
This is undoubtedly a warning method.
"Haw! Haw!"
A clear cry came from the sky.
Cheng Han smiled slightly and muttered: "The time has come for the prince to appear."
After speaking.
There was a strange wave in his body.
This is the power of totems.
After just a few glances, he had already cracked the secret. Not only had he fully mastered the power of the totem, but he had also reached a new level.
No.
More than just one layer.
But several layers.
Cheng Han raised his right hand slowly and made a "virtual grasp" gesture.
The illusory image of a thorn condensed from the palm of his hand.
However, the illusion is rather vague and the shape is not stable, fluctuating a few times from time to time.
This is a flaw in the power of the tribal inheritance totem.
But that's okay.
Cheng Han thought and slightly adjusted his extraordinary power.
The illusion of thorns stopped fluctuating, and the image became much clearer.
"Haw! Haw!"
The chirping of birds became more urgent.
obviously.
The blackbird instinctively sensed the crisis.
Cheng Han didn't hesitate anymore and waved his right arm in a throwing posture.
Illusory thorns quickly rose into the sky, pointing in the direction of two black birds.
They were frightened, flapped their wings quickly, and dived down as fast as possible.
however.
Too late.
The thorn suddenly flashed and bifurcated into two branches, each of which took on the shape of a "spear".
This is clearly a thorn gun.
The two guns flashed by and hit the blackbird accurately.
The latter's figure became stiff and his body could no longer move an inch.
Countless slender thorn threads appeared out of thin air and penetrated into their bodies.One second later.
They were covered with thorns and turned into thorn birds.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
The thorn bird flapped its wings vigorously and actually flew up again.
below.
A small square around the totem pole.
There were loud exclamations.
Just now, a group of Qingyang people heard the warning and rushed out one after another, and happened to see this scene.
They thought that the black bird would be killed, but unexpectedly it turned into a thorn bird.
This is a totem power beyond their understanding.
At this time.
Cheng Han raised his head and chest and shouted decisively:
"I.
“Wood Pheasant.
"Back from death!"
Every word was like thunder from the sky, flying into the tribe and clearly reaching the ears of every Qingyang person.
Subsequently.
Variation occurred.
"Buzz!"
The towering totem pole suddenly resonated.
Each thorn pattern on the surface of the giant pillar emits a faint green light.
Another moment.
The changes were greater.
The thorn pattern actually seemed to come alive, slowly squirming, as if desire was extending from the giant pillar.
Cheng Han immediately noticed this scene and couldn't help but say "Hey".
This is an unexpected sight.
He immediately came to his senses: "This should be because the totem pole sensed the rather pure power of the totem and spontaneously resonated."
Cheng Han chuckled lightly: "The totem pole is the spiritual symbol of the tribe. This abnormality is the highest level of recognition and recognition of the prince's revenge."
He was still a little proud in his heart: "Even a divine general cannot do this if his understanding of the realm of life is not deep enough."
The totem pole is a sacred object of the Qingyang tribe. It naturally has a mysterious connection with the spirit of the Qingyang people and cannot respond to the response of a foreign tribe.
This is enough to show that his transformation method is very clever.
Even the totem pole was fooled into thinking that he was one of his own.
on the small square.
A group of Qingyang people were all shocked.
Because in the past few decades, the totem pole has never seen such a phenomenon.
Invisible divisions immediately followed.
Some of the Qingyang people had already acquiesced in the outcome when they saw that the second elder and his line had successfully ascended to power, and that the great elder had died.
But the strange appearance of the wooden pheasant, and the subsequent appearance of the totem pole, seriously shaken their hearts.
Another group of Qingyang people, who were die-hard loyalists of the Second Elder, also participated in the battle to encircle and suppress the First Elder's faction, and there was no way out.
They looked very ugly when faced with the vision of the totem pole.
This scene simply told the entire tribe of Qingyang people that the totem pole did not approve of their actions, let alone the ascendancy of the second elder.
the other side.
Cheng Han muttered: "Since it is the prince's revenge, of course he must kill ruthlessly!"
He glanced at the thorn bird and issued an instruction with his mind: "Let them taste the prince's wrath!"
"Ha!"
The cry got louder.
The two thorn birds turned around and swooped down towards the crowd.
Cheng Han glanced at the giant pillar again and suddenly had an idea: "This thing has accumulated a lot of power. If these Qingyang people don't know how to use it, then I won't be polite."
"Buzz!"
Shake the totem pole again.
The bramble pattern shimmered even more.
next moment.
Countless points of light came out and instantly condensed into two thorn birds of light, which pounced directly on a group of Qingyang people.
Cheng Han chuckled: "The totem pole helps this prince to take revenge. I wonder which Qingyang man dares to resist."
Exactly as expected.
The appearance of the Thorn Bird of Light made the exclamations even louder.
Many Qingyang people backed away, assuming an attitude of not participating in this matter.
Even some of the second elder's buddies were deeply shaken.
Fighting a totem pole goes completely against their beliefs.
After a few seconds.
Four thorn birds flew towards a burly man from different directions.
This person is none other than the second elder.
The horns on his forehead are thicker than those of ordinary Qingyang people, with a small amount of mysterious lines naturally appearing on the surface.
of course.
You have to add the word "front".
This guy's strength is equivalent to that of a Xuanshi from the Wanhao Clan.
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