Fifth Xuan was woken up by a tugging sensation, like when someone tugged at his pajamas when he was asleep, that was the feeling.

This gave him the illusion of living in a previous life, and he wanted to reach out and pull his hand, and waved his non-existent hand twice before the fifth Xuan's consciousness came to his senses.

He was long gone in that gentle world.

He didn't know how long it had been since he had slept so soundly, and he was reluctant to open his eyes to look at the outside world until bursts of cheers came.

When I opened my hazy sleepy eyes and looked out of the totem, there was a very sassy back standing outside the gossip space.

Shaking his somewhat dizzy head, Fifth Xuan took a closer look and recognized that this was the back of the three generations of Baicao Witches.

The entire fire tribe can jump out of this way, except for this outsider, there is no one else.

Looking left and right, Fifth Xuan found that his totem power had recovered most of it, but at this time it was still being pulled and pouring out of the gossip space.

Looking out suspiciously, in front of the three generations of Baicao Witches, there were crazy surging Fire Tribe warriors, and his own totem power was surging madly towards those totem warriors under the traction of the three generations of Baicao Witches.

"It's ...... What's the situation?"

Fifth Xuan muttered in confusion.

"Is this what you're capable of?"

The voice of the cow totem came, and there was surprise in the voice, as if it was very ...... for this ability Envy.

"What ability?"

Fifth Xuan asked.

He had been asleep since he pushed out the three generations of Hundred Grass Witches, and he had no idea what was going on outside.

"They say that this is your second-generation witch's magic technique, and this third-generation herb witch has learned it, and it can be used on other people. ”

Ox Totem explained.

"He learned to fight?"

Fifth Xuan came to his senses in an instant and asked in surprise.

"How did he do it?"

"Uh...... Throw some jerky at you, then kick a lot of rocks, and then he can mobilize your power and give it to those warriors. ”

Fifth Xuan heard a black line, and his gaze at the three generations of Baicao Witch was also much colder.

The three generations of Hundred Grass Witches seemed to be aware, looked back at the Fifth Xuan who was wrapped in thick fog, grinned, and ran down the altar with a fart.

"This is the third time he's used God Punch, the first time and the second time he did that, but this time it didn't, it seems like it's okay. ”

Ox Totem said like a knife.

"Sooner or later, he will be taught a lesson. ”

The Fifth Xuan controlled his totemic power and prevented the three generations of Hundred Grass Witches from squandering it wantonly.

He hasn't recovered yet, and there is no war, and what the three generations of Baicao Witch are doing is just playing, and there is no point.

"That's what you're capable of?"

Niu Totem asked again, he was curious about the Fifth Xuan's ability.

"It should be more than that. ”

Fifth Xuan said and began to pay attention to his state.

Now his consciousness has returned to the totem stone, but in his senses, it seems as if he can re-enter the gossip space at any time.

Looking at the eight totem poles in the mist, Fifth Xuan had a headache.

These totem poles still stood on the high platform and were not integrated into his body, so that the gossip space could only stand on the altar, which was very inconvenient for him.

"Did your original totem pole disappear in the end?"

Fifth Xuan asked the cow totem.

He vaguely remembered that Niu Totem had said that after he was promoted, the totem pole would disappear.

"The power in the totem pole has been eaten by me, and the totem pole has become a stone pillar, useless. ”

The cow totem replied.

Fifth Xuan nodded, his gaze looking at the eight totem poles again.

He could feel that he couldn't absorb these powers, and once he absorbed them, the gossip space might cease to exist.

"It's a real nuisance. ”

Fifth Xuan pondered and looked at Xiao Wang Ba.

"Your Majesty, how about I put those eight totem poles on your back?"

"Ang ......"

Xiao Wang Ba screamed dissatisfied, as if he didn't want to accept his suggestion.

"If you don't put them on your back, then I'm not a Ming totem, think about it, carrying the Ming totem Dora Feng, carrying the spirit totem, it's easy to look down on." ”

Fifth, follow the good and temptation.

"Ang ......"

Xiao Wang Ba was no longer the naïve child he was at the beginning, and he rejected the suggestion of the fifth Xuan.

According to him, the totem pole was too big, and there was not enough space on his back to move his back.

This is not an excuse, the totem pole is thick, two or three can crowd the turtle's back, if all eight come up, then it must be strung together.

"I'll just make them smaller. ”

The Fifth Occult can feel that although these totem poles still have their own unique consciousness, they have established a host-parasitic relationship with themselves, and they depend on themselves to survive.

"Buzz ......"

Fifth Xuan directly released the totem fire and wrapped the entire dense fog - after becoming a Ming totem, he could already control the totem fire freely, without the need for the tribesmen to worship as an introduction.

The eight totem poles were burned by the totem fire, and after a short time, they shrank to only half the height of the fifth Xuan, and the thickness became the thickness of an adult's thigh.

"Receive. ”

With the Fifth Xuan's command, the thick fog wrapped the eight totem poles and rose from the ground, drifting towards the turtle shell of the little king.

"Knock ......"

The trigram fell on the turtle shell of Xiao Wang Ba, and his entire body sank suddenly.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

One by one, the totem poles fell on his body, pressing him down little by little, and finally his body almost fell to the ground.

"Ang ......"

He complained to the Fifth Mystery that it was too heavy.

"Shen is not afraid, slowly get used to it, you see how powerful and domineering you are now. ”

Fifth Xuan said comforting Xiao Wang Ba.

"It's really domineering. ”

The cow totem looked down and said sincerely.

He has always envied that Fifth Xuan has a mount, can communicate, and can move freely.

At this time, Xiao Wang Ba's body was shrouded in a thick fog, and half of the Fifth Xuan's body poked out of the thick fog, which looked really extraordinary, and the cow totem was not a lie.

The people of the Fire Tribe had already noticed all this, and the three generations of Baicao Witches even jumped up, wanting to get closer and watch.

"Hit him, when he throws stones, he must have hit you. ”

Fifth Xuan said to Xiao Wang Ba.

"Ang ......"

Xiao Wang Ba screamed, stretched out his hand to the three generations of Baicao Witch beside him, and directly fanned him down and rolled off the altar.

For primitive people, this kind of damage is not great, and it is not the first time that the three generations of Baicao Witch have experienced this, so the fifth Xuan doesn't care about it, he just feels his current body.

The eight pillars seemed to be part of his body, but they had their own wills, and it felt very strange, like space in a thick fog, big and small.

"Slowly I got used to it. ”

Fifth Xuan said, his eyes suddenly looked at Xiao Wang Ba.

As the eight totem poles landed on him, he seemed to have undergone some changes.

。 m.