When Qing Yanghuan stepped out from the bright silver light, he had already arrived under another starry sky.
The sky and the earth are gray, and there is a faint glow in the void.
This light is not the light of the stars.
Looking in all directions, you can see hazy stone houses and rolling mountains.
There was no sun or star above his head, not even stars.
The top of the sky was more like an endless dome wall.
"this" In an instant, the rotten and bloody air lingering in the surrounding void surged into his body.
This bloody air was so rich that it could even be said to have been blended with the world.
As long as you are anywhere under this starry sky, you will be enveloped by this bloody atmosphere.
"The corpse demon tribe is a dark race, and they hate the blazing flames, let alone the sun star.
This is the supreme method used by the truly strong to cover the heaven, earth and sky, blocking the sun star and turning it into a The most suitable treasure land for the reproduction of zombie demons.”
What Horror flashed in his eyes.
What a state it was.
It could truly block out the sky and the sun, transform the whole world, and truly have the power to steal the sky and change the sun.
"My power cannot cover up your human energy for too long.
First, find the ancestral land of this zombie demon tribe.
The totem of its tribe is placed in the ancestral land, and annihilate the totem spirit derived from the totem.
You If you replace it, you will be supported by an entire tribe of corpse demons, which will be unexpectedly helpful for you to condense your totem."
Qingyang Huan woke up and nodded.
The place where he appeared was a valley.
Unfortunately, most of the ancient trees here were like dead trees, with no leaves growing.
Each one was bare, making the entire valley very desolate.
Moreover, the entire valley is within the corpse demon tribe, which means that he is surrounded by the corpse demon.
If he is accidentally discovered by a corpse demon warrior, this will be his burial place. land.
The Black Fang Tribe is the name of this Corpse Demon Tribe.
With the help of the memories of the strong corpse demon tribe intercepted by Huang Zun, Qingyang Huan easily stepped out of the valley without even encountering a warrior from the corpse demon tribe on the way.
Of course, this is also due to the different living habits of the corpse demon tribe and the human tribe.
The human tribe hunts the wilderness day and night to obtain resources and blood food, while the tribe of the corpse demon tribe falls into silence most of the time, absorbing the bloody air floating in the void.
This also brought a lot of convenience to his movements.
After dodging several warriors from the Black Fang Clan, Qingyang Huan easily touched the ancestral land of the Corpse Demon Tribe.
The dark red spar has turned somewhat black.
The main hall made of spar does not stand on the ground, but is completely built under the ground.
The gate is a huge hole, facing upwards, and in front of the door are two carved stone statues of evil dragons.
Lying down, his ferocious eyes glared ahead.
"The tribal totem of the Black Tooth Clan is in this underground palace."
Looking at the dilapidated stone palace in front of him, Qingyang Huan was a little unbelievable.
At his feet lay two warriors from the Hague clan, with a bit of golden light piercing between their eyebrows.
"Go in" Putting the two corpses into the bone pattern space, Qingyang Huan walked a hundred feet under the earth along the stone steps and entered a dark hall.
The aura in the hall became darker and more decadent, and the rich bloody aura condensed into droplets of blood, which kept ticking.
The entire hall was covered in blood, and right next to where he stood was a blood pool.
There were various corpses floating in the blood pool, including those belonging to ferocious beasts, those of the same clan as the Corpse Demon Clan, and even some.
There are floating corpses belonging to the human race.
"Who are you" In an instant, Qingyang Huan felt chills all over his body, and an indescribable horror exploded in his soul.
Gulu gulu gulu The surrounding blood pool began to roll, and blood bubbles kept popping up.
Finally, a huge head stuck out from the undulating blood.
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"Dragon Turtle" The huge turtle shell is imprinted with dense bone patterns, and each bone pattern is shining with a faint glow.
Under the glow, the dragon turtle is extremely majestic.
"Why is there a dragon turtle here?"
There was a trace of doubt in his heart, and the place was filled with blood, countless corpses piled up, and the fishy smell was like a tide.
It was completely incompatible with the momentum of the Dragon Turtle.
However, no matter how much his spiritual consciousness spread out, everything around him was incomparable. reality "Desolate Lord" In an instant, the sword was held in Qingyang Huan's hand, and the golden war spear appeared.
Without any hesitation, blood energy roared into the stone spear, and it struck out towards the dragon turtle in front of him.
Rumble The sky was filled with roaring explosions, and the scene in his eyes was shattered into pieces like a mirror.
What he was looking at was the position where he had just stepped into the hall.
There was no trace of the dragon turtle in the blood surrounding him.
“It’s more than ten breaths faster than I expected.”
Qingyang Huan blasted away the illusion, and Huang Zun's voice rang in his mind.
Obviously, such an environment could confuse him, but it could not confuse Huang Zun, and even if something like that could weave an illusion, it could not weave it.
The existence of Huang Zun.
"totem" It was also at this moment that Qingyang Huan was startled and realized what it was that was weaving the illusion for him.
It was the tribal totem of this corpse demon tribe.
At this moment, he carefully looked at the stone palace hidden underneath.
Except for the central earth, which was surrounded by pools of blood, the rest of the palace was empty.
There were no tribal totems anywhere.
"underfoot" He looked at the ground where he stood, and just then he noticed that there were bone patterns on the dark red ground, which were intertwined and looked a bit chaotic.
They were very similar to the bone patterns on the dragon turtle's back that he had just seen.
Without the slightest hesitation, Qingyang Huan sat cross-legged, with golden light flashing in his mind.
As he visualized, the golden fierce dragon gradually solidified.
Ying Long Totem Since this stone palace is where the totem of the Corpse Demon Tribe is located, if you want to find the totem, you will naturally use the totem to blast him out.
In a daze, Qingyang Huan once again fell into a strange time and space.
"Who are you" A misty voice sounded, and what appeared in front of him this time was a black old turtle with a body covered with tumors and tall bulges on the shell, with a hideous and ugly face.
This is the tribal totem of the Black Tooth Tribe An old turtle
"The person who takes your place" Qingyang Huan snorted coldly.
At this moment, his voice was like thunder, and he transformed into a golden dragon, standing opposite the ugly old turtle.
"The totem spirit that has just begun to condense wants to replace me.
Even if it is a great evil brand, it is just a wishful thinking."
The old turtle opened his mouth, but it made people feel ferocious and terrifying. roar The golden dragon roared and rushed towards the old turtle.
The golden figure stepped down like a sacred mountain.
However, the old turtle shrank and followed him into the turtle shell, never coming out again
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