After the death of the tribesmen, the body is attributed to the totem fire, and the soul is attributed to the totem, which is a tradition and a kind of inheritance.

The corpse of the old totem warrior of the Yan tribe was thrown into the totem fire, and his soul was wrapped in a special power, slowly floating into the circular totem stone.

Inside the totem stone, a weak spirit, the turtle shrunk into a ball, he looked south in horror from time to time, there was a terrifying existence there, full of majesty, as if he was born to control him.

His awakening was on the shore, and in the beginning, he was filled with joy, because the people of the Fire Tribe believed in him, and it made him happy.

What changed all this was the awakening of the existence that scared him, and since then he has been worried day and night, worried that he is no longer the only existence of the Fire Tribe, and that the powerful existence controls him.

He naturally yearns for freedom, and for this reason, he does not hesitate to teleport his will to influence the people of the Fire Tribe to betray the third generation of witches.

He did everything he could, but fate played a big joke on him, and the more powerful dragon tribe came to him, leaving him displaced, and losing his tribe.

Fortunately, he came to the Yan tribe and became the totem of the Yan tribe, which made him happy, but occasionally, he was still worried about the existence in the south that made him terrifying.

Today he suddenly had some heart palpitations, thinking that it was the existence of the south that affected him, but as the old man's soul entered his body, he suddenly understood that this heart palpitation was not because of that existence, but because of this old man.

This old man's soul is wrapped in a special power...... A scorching fiery red power.

"Buzz ......"

The totem fire suddenly expanded, and the flame totem also burned, and the grass green power was being squeezed out little by little, slowly dissipating in the air.

"Hot Hot Hot ......"

Yan Totem roared hotly in the totem stone, he spoke pure Chinese, and his words were clear but with a slight local accent.

"Scalded, scalded, what, who are you?"

He suddenly noticed that another being appeared in the totem stone, and he was trying to devour himself, little by little, with the power of hot magma.

"Kill you, I'm going to kill you. ”

The flame totem roared, concentrating all his strength, like the original Fifth Xuan, forming a cone, piercing into the newly entered totem power.

"Poof......

With a slight sound, the newly entered power was punctured, and the flame totem immediately counterattacked.

"Ah......hh It's so cool, it's power, it's this power, it's going to be strong, powerful. ”

He kept muttering to himself, frantically absorbing this totemic power.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Before the totem fire, the Yan tribe danced the ancient sacrificial dance, which was the most primitive sacrificial dance of the Yan tribe, and it looked very similar to the original sacrificial dance of the fire tribe.

More and more scorching red power converged on the Flame Totem, making the power of the Flame Totem further grow.

"Ah...... It's almost gone, my body can't bear it, I can't bear it, I can't bear ......"

He screamed, feeling like he was about to break through the round totem stone, and his strength was uncomfortably suppressed.

"There has to be a way to vent it, fire, fire, fire, I am fire. ”

As he called out, the last trace of grass tribal power was expelled from his body, and he felt that he could freely control the changes in his body.

Instinctively, he fantasized about the body of a primitive man, and then, the power condensed into a human form, and he became a flame man and stood in the fire totem.

In the dark, a force grew from his body, and countless fantasies appeared in front of him, and he saw countless phantoms of the third generation of witches, the first generation of herb witches, the second generation of leaders, the people of the Fire Tribe, the old totem warriors of the Yan tribe, and so on.

"Buzz ......"

Countless phantoms vanished, and in an instant, he seemed to fly out of the totem and into the sky.

"I see you. ”

When he went to the sky, he immediately looked at the southern seaside, and that direction was where the Fifth Xuan was located.

............

The fourth-generation witch sat cross-legged on the Sun Totem Stone, and beside him was the newly brought back Moon Totem Stone.

The power of the Moon Totem Stone and the Sun Totem Stone made him feel very much like the power of the fire totem, the power of one hot and one cold, which made him obsessed.

Since coming here, it has become a luxury to stay away from the fire totem and feel that kind of power again.

The discovery of the Moon Totem Stone made him come up with the idea of making Tai Chi on his own, but he had no clue how to make it.

"Woo, woo......"

The fourth-generation witch knocked on the Sun Totem Stone with the staff in his hand, and motioned for the Sun Totem Stone to charge the staff.

"Smack. ”

The Sun Totem Stone did not react, and the fourth generation of Wu was dissatisfied with the staff and struck it twice.

Still unresponsive, the fourth-generation witch shook his head, pulled out the stone knife from his waist, and waved his hand on the day totem stone.

The stone knife was damaged, but the day totem stone was also damaged.

"Buzz ......"

The Sun Totem Stone suddenly shone brightly, and then the totem power was charged into the staff, and the fourth generation of witches nodded with satisfaction.

Just when he wanted to open his mouth to educate the Sun Totem Stone, he suddenly instinctively looked in the direction of the sunrise, as if something had changed there.

He looked at the other tribesmen, but he was the only one who felt this way, and the others didn't seem to notice anything.

"What is the change? Is it related to the fire totem? is it good or bad?"

He kept thinking in his heart, but no one could solve his doubts, and it was even difficult to find someone to consult.

Since the estrangement between him and the third-generation leader, there are fewer and fewer people who can talk to him.

............

In the trench, the sleeping Fifth Xuan suddenly woke up and looked north in surprise.

In that direction, a familiar presence suddenly appeared.

Familiar, yet unfamiliar, but he instantly called out the name of the master of this power: football.

In the Fifth Mystery Heart, the name of the spherical totem is football.

"Little football has become a human? This feels very similar to dragon and ice, but it feels a little weaker, could it be that he has also changed?"

Fifth Xuan thought about it and couldn't help but make a guess.

"Dragons should belong to the dragon tribe, and Jianbing should also have its own tribe, I am the fire tribe, little football...... Although it is not known what tribe it belongs to, it is clear that there has been a change. ”

"My change is because of Tai Chi, the change in the little football...... It feels like he's like a fire, does it have anything to do with it?"

"Probably not, I was a pure flame force for a while, and it wasn't like a little football...... Upgrades?!"

Fifth Xuan suddenly made a bold guess, guessing that his changes, the changes in the little football, the dragon and the ice all belonged to another form above the totem.

It's higher than ordinary totems, but it still belongs to the totem system, just like when playing a game, fighting monsters and upgrading, through a certain method, let yourself get stronger power.

"My strength is Tai Chi, the feeling of small football is flame, and the solid ice is naturally the solid ice, so what is the dragon?"

Even though he had heard the fourth generation of Wu describe the totem power of the Dragon Tribe, he still couldn't use a clear word to describe the power of the Dragon Tribe, but it didn't matter.

"If the totem can be upgraded...... Then the world is too fun. ”