"Don't. ”

The battle leader looked at the leader of the sixth generation who had lost the ability to resist, and his eyes were red.

He frantically rushed out of the ranks, roaring as he tried his best to get close to the son of the leader of the Ice Bear Tribe, the stone knife in his hand clenched by him, and he was going to kill this powerful enemy.

"God hits. ”

On the way over, the battle leader has already activated the magic of divine fighting that he has learned, allowing the power of the totem to descend and increase his ability.

"Sending you to death?"

The son of the leader of the Ice Bear tribe seemed to enjoy the idea of torturing the six generations of leaders to death, and he was not willing to kill the enemy in such a hurry, so after kicking the six generations of leaders away, he rushed towards the battle leader.

"Bang. ”

With a single impact, the battle leader's chest immediately sank.

"Chief. ”

Some warriors rushed forward to catch the battle leader, but they were only carried down and fell, and they couldn't stand his figure at all.

Without a spiritual weapon, he couldn't resist it at all.

"Who else?"

The son of the leader of the Ice Bear tribe enjoyed such an achievement, and he was arrogant on the battlefield.

The six generations of leaders and war leaders were crippled one after another, and no one in the Fire Tribe dared to challenge this powerful existence for a while.

Just as he was about to continue his arrogance, the voice of the battle leader came out again.

"I sacrifice my life, my soul to you, Fire Totem, your most loyal warrior, the battle leader of one of the five hundred leaders of all generations, and pray for your coming. ”

The battle leader lay on the ground, raised the stone knife in his hand with difficulty, and prayed to the sky, while launching the magic of divine attack with all his strength.

His body had been distorted by the impact, and the flesh and blood in some places were blurred and even white bones were exposed, but his voice was still firm and his gaze was still persistent.

Thousands of miles away, the sleeping Fifth Xuan seemed to hear a call from the underworld, and the voice was pious and pleading, slowly waking him up.

"Go, go see my warriors...... What went through. ”

Fifth Xuan did not refuse the summoning power, and then was pulled by a force, crossed the mountains and rivers, and instantly came to a strange battlefield.

On the stone knife in the battle leader's hand, a thick fog of black and white entwined appeared, and the mist slowly spread to his body, enveloping his whole person inside.

Behind him, the Fifth Xuan, composed of a mist of mist, slowly stood up and looked at the son of the leader of the Ice Bear Tribe in front of him.

With the appearance of the Fifth Xuan, the son of the leader of the Ice Bear Tribe finally put away his arrogant posture, and the totem stone in his hand let out bursts of deer roars.

With the sound of the deer, a strong totem fire emanated from the totem stone and wound towards the son of the leader of the Ice Bear Tribe, and finally a huge stag appeared behind him.

It chirped, sending out a threatening sound at the Fifth Xuan.

The Fifth Xuan didn't look at him, but stroked the forehead of the battle leader with his hands composed of thick mist, and asked softly, "Child, don't you know the result of the second generation of witches?"

If you call him at the cost of your life, you will only have to pay with your life.

The battle leader naturally couldn't hear his words, but he could feel the meaning of the fifth Xuan, and he looked at the Fifth Xuan with a smile, with only satisfaction in his eyes, and no trace of other emotions.

In such a tragic battlefield, the battle leader paid more attention to the totem's response to him.

In the face of faith, nothing else matters.

"Alas......"

Fifth Xuan sighed, his eyes swept over the battlefield, he noticed that the leaders of the sixth generation were lying on the ground covered in blood, and he also noticed that more enemies and his own people were not involved in this war.

It felt like a battle with a few people, but judging by the results of the battle, there was a bit of a non-ending look, like a gladiator's battle.

"Since it's your wish, let me help you fulfill it. ”

The fifth Xuan had limited time, so he didn't say anything more, responded with a word, and slowly raised his hand while touching the battle leader.

A black gas flew out from the forehead of the battle leader, it was the soul of the battle leader, but it was extracted by the fifth Xuan and turned into a long knife blade.

The entire battlefield fell silent, and everyone looked at the Fifth Mystery made up of dense fog, and the Soul Knife he had pulled out of the battle leader's head.

Lu Ming's voice became stronger, even with a hint of fear, but it was still not enough to attract everyone's attention, and they couldn't help but lock their eyes on the fifth Xuan.

"You have made me lose a brave child, and his soul will no longer return to totem fire. ”

Fifth Xuan said to the Ming totem in the form of a stag in front of him.

As he spoke, he was already floating towards the stag, which was also floating in the air.

He doesn't have much time and must use it with a lot of money.

The bucks kept their heads down, kept kicking their heels, and made a charging appearance.

Fifth Xuan didn't care about his movements at all, and as a Ming totem, Fifth Xuan could easily feel his surging strength and the weak strength of the stag.

The difference between the two is very big, maybe this is the defect of the spirit weapon after it is promoted.

The irascible stag finally couldn't help but rush out, but the fifth Xuan just smiled lightly, and his left arm was forward, and the thick fog immediately surged out, wrapping around the stag and making him feel like stepping into a swamp.

The black blade of his right hand, which was formed by the soul of the battle leader, was inserted directly into the neck of the stag.

The stag was roaring wildly, but no matter how much he struggled, the fog on Fifth Xuan's left hand still entangled him.

"Spare me, I'm willing to surrender. ”

Finally, the stag, who couldn't stand the devastation of the Fifth Xuan, opened his mouth and begged for mercy from the Fifth Xuan.

But this doesn't mean anything to the Fifth Xuan, what can he do if he surrenders, he will soon return to the totem stone, and if he doesn't kill the stag totem, the warriors of the Fire Tribe still can't be safe.

With a twist of his right hand, the soul knife scrambled a large hole in the enemy's body.

There is nothing fatal about the totem spirit, and if you want to kill it, you can only smash it by slashing and smashing it is the best way.

"I give up the totem stone and am willing to go with you. ”

The fifth Xuan, who was about to raise his hand to split the stag, stopped, and he looked at the stag, guessing the meaning of his words.

"If your totem stone space is large enough, I am willing to submit to you and return to your rule. ”

Again, the bucks emphatically said.

"Is it big?"

Fifth Xuan frowned, he didn't know how much room he had for gossip, but what this buck said, was it true?

He looked at the bucks with distrust.

"Just pester me, and I'll follow you back when you return. ”

The buck saw that the fifth Xuan was a newly promoted powerful Ming totem, and he was afraid that he would not understand the method, so he hurriedly explained.

Fifth Xuan nodded, he suddenly rolled over, rode on the stag, and then began to let the totem stone pull him back to the gossip space.

Such an active return allowed him to control the speed of the return, and as he flew south, the stag that sat down was indeed carried by him.

"Whoosh......"

The thick fog wrapped around the Fifth Xuan and the stag disappeared in front of everyone.

Everything happened between the lightning and flint, and it only took a few seconds from the appearance of the Fifth Xuan to the time it left, but the totem stone held by the son of the leader of the Ice Bear tribe had lost all its power.

He looked in astonishment at the fog and lightning to the south, followed by the totem spirit in the totem stone in his hand, the stag that his ancestors had surrendered.

"Kill. ”

The sixth-generation leader had regained his strength, and the turtle shell was reattached to his broken left arm, and he roared angrily, allowing the Fire Tribe warriors to attack.

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