My space becomes the world

Taoist He stepped back to the Huang clan and looked at Huang Wuya with an apologetic look on his face.

"Brother Wuya, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Although Huang Wuya didn't get the totem slate, he didn't blame Taoist He. He could see that Taoist Chu was finally done, but his defeat was a bit inexplicable?

After Huang Wuya showed a courtesy to "An Heda": "Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists. I won't blame Brother He. It's just a little strange why Brother He gave up the attack in the end."

Taoist He smiled bitterly and explained: "That young man has too many tricks. The last blow seemed ordinary, but his flames just restrained my "White Snake Whisk", so he broke through the defense.

As for his weapons, they are even weirder. One ignores defense, and the other burns souls. I was caught off guard and couldn't react immediately. It's not that I don't want to fight back, but it's just that it's too late. "

Listening to Taoist He's explanation, Huang Wuya nodded. The battle was changing rapidly, and no one could predict what would happen.

Bai Yunzi was like an eggplant beaten by frost, with her head drooped and unable to act arrogantly.

Huang Wuya sighed and prepared to leave. Hearing the voices from the barbarians inadvertently, the hearing of the strong people in the Mountain Moving Realm is so sharp.

Instantly catching the words "Sun Fire", the soles of the feet that had not yet fallen quickly changed direction. He arrived at Man Batian's side in an instant.

"You said you have sun fire?"

The intrusion of Huang Wuya made the young people of the barbarian tribe nervous, and they all clenched their fists and prepared to fight, but the leader did not say anything, so they did not move.

Chu Xinghe looked at the clan leaders of the two wild tribes with a confused look on his face, and nodded slowly.

"Yes, my aura does have the properties of sun fire."

"You come with me."

Man Batian grabbed Chu Xinghe's wrist, pulled him without any explanation and rushed deep into the valley. Eleven barbarian clan elders and the lonely Huang Wuya hurriedly chased after him.

Wang Hao had not been a member of the Barbarian tribe for a long time. He didn't know what was going on. He looked at Man Shengnan who was also confused and said, "Madam, where are you going when your father-in-law takes my brother?"

Man Shengnan shook his head: "I don't know, follow me and take a look."

Everyone followed them with cheers, and the entrance to the valley, which was bustling just now, was suddenly deserted.

Chu Xinghe followed Man Batian to a spacious hall without knowing why.

There is an altar in the main hall, and a square black stone slab is enshrined on it.

The stone slab is not big, only five inches long and five inches wide. There is a sun pattern carved on it.

Chu Xinghe's eyes narrowed and he recognized the material of the stone slab. "This is the sun stone! How big of a sun stone is it necessary to carve this slate!"

When Huang Wuya saw the stone slab, tears welled up in his eyes. He was already prostrate under the altar, sobbing like a child.

Barbarian Batian ignored Huang Wuya, knelt down in front of the stone slab, and stretched his hands into the air, as if hugging something. Then he bowed three times.

After standing up, he held the slate respectfully. Walked to Chu Xinghe.

"Please try to activate the totem tablet."

Chu Xinghe was infected by Man Batian's solemn demeanor, and by some strange coincidence, he stretched out his hand and covered it on the stone slab, mobilizing his own spiritual energy and instilling it into the stone slab.

The ordinary black stone slab slowly floated in the air, and orange flames rose.

Seeing this scene, Barbarian Ba ​​became excited and shouted, "Found it, found it." After saying that, he knelt down again and crossed his arms on his chest. Pious totem tablet.

The Barbarian people who were chasing after them all knelt down, assuming the same posture as Barbarian Batian, and looked at the totem stone devoutly.

There were only three people standing there, Chu Xinghe was one, and the others were Taoist He and Bai Yunzi.

The three of them were all confused about the situation and looked at the people kneeling down in surprise.

The totem slate continued to absorb spiritual energy, and Chu Xinghe couldn't help it now, because he found that his spiritual energy was uncontrollable and kept drilling into the slate.

Fortunately, his exquisite dice had enough spiritual energy, otherwise he might have been sucked dry by the totem slate.

The flames on the slate became stronger and stronger, and the color gradually changed from orange to lighter. Fortunately, the temperature emitted by the stone slabs is not hot, otherwise everyone in this room would suffer.

After a while, Shi Ban seemed to be full and needed less and less spiritual energy.

As the spiritual energy stopped entering, the sun pattern on the stone plate seemed to come alive, turning into a stream of light and flying into the center of Chu Xinghe's eyebrows.

Chu Xinghe felt his head heat up, his eyes darkened and he fainted. ,…….

Returning to consciousness, Chu Xinghe found that he seemed to have a God's perspective. In front of us is a vibrant scene, tall mountains, dense trees, wide rivers, and ferocious beasts.

Various tribal races live on this land, hunt and reproduce.

Suddenly a huge hole opened in the sky.

Although he had never seen it before, he recognized the crack as a "demon portal" at a glance.

Countless monsters came out of the mouth. The monsters took many forms, and some of them walked upright like humans. Some are ugly and run on all fours like monsters, and some are simply like stitch monsters.

There are many different shapes and forms. The only thing they have in common is that they all have scarlet eyes and are exuding black energy.

All the tribes mobilized and started a protracted war with the demons. The war was earth-shattering, and during that time the fields were littered with corpses

The demons kill any creature they see. Humans and animals are both food in their eyes. The number of humans is decreasing rapidly, and as a last resort, they can only choose to hide.

The perspective changed again, and an old man stood in a dimly lit cave. He was holding a totem slate and dancing strangely.

In front of him, two young men wearing animal skins knelt, holding their hands on their chests and lowering their heads.

The old dancing man spat out a mouthful of blood, knelt on the ground, put his index finger on his forehead tremblingly, and pulled outward. A glowing thread appeared in the old man's hand.

The old man gently brought it close to the totem stone slab. The white thread was absorbed by the stone slab and finally disappeared.

With dim eyes, the old man handed the slate to one of the young people, said a few more words, and finally made a hug gesture towards the sky...

The scene stopped here, Chu Xinghe seemed to have fallen into a whirlpool, and his eyesight became dark again.

When he opened his eyes again, Chu Xinghe found that he was already lying on the bed, his head was very swollen, as if he had drunk too much wine and got up the next day.

Sitting up, Chu Xinghe shook his head, as if looking around. This is a spacious room decorated with animal bones and feathers. It is cleaned spotlessly and has a strong tribal style.

The door was pushed open, and a beautiful figure walked in carrying a basin.

"Yeah, you're awake!"