"Don't come, die. ”

At the critical moment, the fifth Xuan didn't have time to be gentle with them.

As he spoke, he controlled the dense fog to stir and headed towards the three totem spirits.

"Woo ......"

The black and white fog was like a tornado, making bursts of sound, heading towards the three totem spirits, making them feel like they were in a scorching cold wind, feeling that life and death were beyond their control.

This is the Bagua space, the foundation of the Fifth Xuan's promotion, in this space, he is the creator, he is the god, he is the master of everything.

"Good. ”

Sun Totem gritted his teeth, rushed towards the Fifth Xuan, and grabbed his left hand.

The thick fog swept into his body in an instant, and the pain hit violently, but the day totem just snorted, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and although his face was distorted in pain, he did not let out a stag-like roar.

"How daring. ”

Fifth Xuan turned his head to look at him, with a praising smile on his face, and a word of praise in his mouth.

After so many years of getting along with the day totem, when they finally shared the joys and sorrows, the two men looked at each other and smiled.

It seems that at this moment, the past enmity is no longer so important.

"Moo~~"

The cow totem screamed, holding the will to die, and ran over with resolute eyes.

"Boom ......"

His gesture didn't look like he was going to come over to help, but like he was going to crash into the Fifth Xuan.

"What are you doing?"

Fifth Xuan scolded angrily, Niu Totem was more sober, and slowly slowed down to come to Fifth Xuan's side, but found that Fifth Xuan had no place for his left and right hands, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Let me ride you. ”

Fifth Xuan said angrily.

"Moo......"

Niu Totem screamed dissatisfied, but still obediently came to his crotch and became a mount.

Of the four totem spirits, three had already come up to help, leaving the Moon Totem standing alone in the distance.

"The Little Girl of the Slave Family......"

"Roll over. ”

Fifth Xuan said angrily.

She probably said this when the fifth Xuan told the story to the wolf totem, she secretly learned it, according to the story of the fifth Xuan, as long as the man heard this sentence, there was no intimidation.

The problem is that this is not a story, this is a matter of life and death, and the fifth Xuan has no time to listen to her.

"But come, die. ”

With three people to bear the pain with him, the fifth Xuan's pain was much lessened, and he was more comfortable controlling the dense fog, directly suppressing it.

"The slave family is here. ”

I don't know where the moon totem learned the twisting posture, so he came over enchantingly, rode directly on the cow totem, and hugged the fifth Xuan from behind.

"Stay away. ”

Fifth Xuan twisted his shoulders and said dissatisfiedly.

For a moment, he felt the softness in his back, which made him uncomfortable.

The form of the Moon Totem Spirit is completely different from that of the Fire Tribe, and it is closer to the aesthetics of the Fifth Mystery Spirit.

"Hmph. ”

The Moon Totem snorted dissatisfiedly, and then she was silent, even if the thick fog entered her body and brought pain, she only clenched her silver teeth, and she looked stronger than the Sun Totem.

"A generation of witches of the Fire Tribe, in the name of the fire totem, I call you to continue to appear. ”

The fifth Xuan spoke again, and the dense fog shook and rolled, and the sound was layered on top of each other, densely covering the entire gossip space.

"It hurts~~"

"Moo......"

The stag and the cow totem screamed the worst, the day totem and the fifth xuan just snorted, and the moon totem clenched its silver teeth and didn't say a word.

The five totem spirits are one, and they bear the pain of splitting from the depths of their souls.

The top of the mountain that broke through the light in the dense fog grew bigger and bigger, and on the top of the mountain, the little witch stood alone.

He was short in stature, his skin was dull, his whole body was also rickety, and the animal skin was only enough to cover half of his buttocks, but his eyes revealed a hot light.

The light seemed to be able to break through the fog, make the mountain peaks thrive, and split the void to transform the real.

"Boom ......"

The mountain peaks grow, such as standing on the black mist, breaking through the white fog, and standing in the center of the Bagua space.

Outside the gossip space, the thick fog stirred for a while, and the people of the Fire Tribe looked at it in surprise, with doubts in their eyes.

Just as the mountain peak rose up, the dense fog suddenly rose up, forming the shape of a mountain peak, and then a figure slowly appeared on the top of the mountain.

The figure was exactly the same as a generation of witches, but it was composed of a thick fog, and behind the thick fog, the thick fog also formed the earliest fire totem stone shape, standing there.

"One...... A generation of witches. ”

The opening of the eight generations of witches, as a witch, he had the strongest sense with the totem and the witches of the past dynasties, and he was the first to recognize the phantom composed of the dense fog, shouted, and immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing more than once.

The leader of the six generations was stunned for a moment, and then knelt down, and the Fire tribesmen behind him also knelt on the ground.

Only the witch is a witch, holding a piece of animal skin in his hand, and his right hand keeps painting on it, recording everything in front of him.

The change came so suddenly, he was unprepared, and he was struggling to make up for the whole process.

"It hurts so much. ”

In the gossip space, the cow totem suddenly shouted.

He was the first to speak, and the buck immediately nodded.

Fifth Xuan glanced at the Sun Totem and found that his brows were furrowed, obviously a little unbearable.

"Hold on, and then the pain will settle down and it won't get any better. ”

Fifth Xuan was experienced, and before his words fell, the pain stabilized, and the top of the mountain was already standing in the space.

The black and white fog seemed to be separated by the mountain tops, the white mist became clouds, and the black mist became the earth.

Fifth Xuan's gaze looked at the little man on the mountain peak, waiting for him to write the word fire on the totem stone behind him.

However, things did not go as he expected, and the little witch suddenly smiled at him, and then he felt a shaking in front of him, and when he came to his senses again, the little witch was already in front of him.

There were white clouds overhead, and there seemed to be sunlight shining down among the clouds.

Below the top of the mountain, there is a land of billowing black mist.

Farther away, he could even see his own spirit and the four totem spirits connected to him.

"It's ...... Totem stones?"

Fifth Xuan exclaimed, glanced at himself, and sure enough, it was the familiar totem stone that knocked off a corner and shattered in the sea.

Looking up at the first generation of witches, he saw that he was smiling at him, and then a beast claw appeared in his right hand.

This familiar scene, he had missed for countless days and nights, this was the day when the Fire Tribe was born, and a generation of witches was repeating everything of that day.

At this time, the generation of witches seemed to have a body, and when the claw cut through his left palm, blood flowed out, staining the palm.

He smiled and walked towards the Fifth Xuan, everything was so familiar.

Back then, Fifth Xuan had insulted the generation of witches who did this, but at this time, he just smiled and waited, and even had some expectations.

"Come on, put your blood on my face, and let's go through it again, and this time, I won't blame you. ”

The Fifth Xuan muttered softly, and the First Generation Wu walked forward with a smile, and he nodded as he walked, as if in response to the Fifth Xuan's murmuring.

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