Thinking of this, he said a few words to Liu Zihan and Pei Yao. Holding the water-repellent orb, with the blessing of the sword array, he dived into the wine vat again.

Pei Yao and Liu Zihan rescued Murong Yue, and after carefully checking that there was no major problem, they sat around a fire and quietly waited for Qin Hao to return. Xia Duoduo stood up with a little worry and looked at it, sat down again, and silently ate the small dried fish.

At this time, Qin Hao had already gone deep into the bottom of the stone jar, and with the light of the sword array, he searched carefully.

"Doot toot!"

Swampy bubbles bubbled out of the vat and floated towards the wine. When the rotting residue touched, it turned into a puddle of fruit, and the remaining air inside was slowly released.

"Smack"!

A subtle sound sounded at Qin Hao's feet, and a silver feather with a flickering black mist floated gently upward.

The guardian sword array was like a great enemy, leaving four guards to protect Qin Hao, and the remaining twelve flying swords spun rapidly and flew towards the silver feather, and the sword array dancing in all directions trapped this piece of silver feather in the sword array.

Silver Feather seemed to be enraged, and the black mist emanating from its body became even thicker, wrapping it tightly. In an instant, it turned into a jet-black feather.

"Whoosh!"

The Twelve Sword Formations agitated, and in the blink of an eye, they dispersed those black mists.

"Buzz"!

The necklace on Qin Hao's chest agitated, and four guardian swords of different colors, patterns, and textures flew out, piercing into the silver feather from four directions. I saw one after another verdant, flame red, silvery-white, and ice-blue sword qi shuttling, entwined layer by layer, and finally formed a huge light cocoon that sealed the silver feather in it.

The black mist on Silver Feather's body was stripped away and purified, leaving only a few black patterns engraved on Silver Feather.

The twelve flying swords flew back into the necklace with the four-colored flying swords, and only four flying swords remained in the wine tank for protection, while the silver feather in the distance was suspended in the wine tank and flipped over, flashing silver white and a touch of light black.

Qin Hao waved his lower arm upwards and grabbed it. When I got in front of me, I realized that it was a piece of jade-like feathers, hard and cold. I put it on the tip of my nose and sniffed it, and a smell of wings came over.

The next moment, that piece of wing actually swam towards Qin Hao's body along Qin Hao's fingers!

"Hiss", the corners of Qin Hao's mouth twitched, he was shocked, stretched out his other arm and slapped it hard, tearing the pattern.

The skin became rough and swollen, scratched all over the place, and blood was faintly visible.

But to no avail, the feather was like a tattoo, tightly attached to Qin Hao's arm. Qin Hao opened his spiritual power and carefully observed, and found that there was nothing wrong. Seeing that the guardian necklace did not move, he had no choice but to give up.

Just as he was checking and about to return, something strange happened again.

The feather tattoo unexpectedly unfolded slowly, and the lines were visible like a three-dimensional sculpture. Under the light of the Guardian Sword, it swirled in fluoresce, revealing a light green glow, and then gently stirred it twice.

There was a blazing heat coming from Qin Hao's back, and countless spiritual powers were circulating and gathering in all directions, forming crystal clear feathers that spread out in all directions. While Qin Hao was surprised, he was surprised to find that this transparent feather-like "wing" seemed to be able to change into different shapes and colors thanks to the power of the four holy swords of different colors, patterns, and textures before!

The two white feathers just now, like neon lights after being injected with spiritual power, slowly turned into verdant color, flame red, silver white, and ice blue!

These colors are vaguely related to the mood, Qin Hao silently closed his eyes and felt all this, it seemed that when the feathers were converted into different colors, different attack methods could be used.

Limited to this environment, Qin Hao couldn't test it accurately, so he had to silently write it down in his heart and wait until he went out to test

Try.

As for how the feather tattoo on his arm opened freely, he had no way of knowing.

Just as he stretched out his fingertips and gently touched these patterns, ready to smooth out the three-dimensional sculpture, countless images suddenly poured into his mind like a flood that burst the embankment.

The huge impact shuttled through the brain cells, and he was covered in cold sweat from the pain. The pain that hit his soul made him grit his teeth, hold his head tightly with both hands, and hum like a beast.

Just as he knelt at the bottom of the vat, pounding his head desperately to relieve the pain, the round two-colored gem of Night Song on his body reflected in his eyes with a soft light, slowly spinning like a Taiji diagram.

"Whew"! He gasped for heavy air and floated cross-legged in the vat. The feathers behind him are like peacocks on the screen, and the "hulala" is all stretched out, and the fiery red with tail smoke is like a phoenix.

Qin Hao, who calmed down, slowly gathered his heart and quietly walked into this feather image.

In front of it is a huge tree, and the huge canopy of the tree is not visible at a glance, as if it is more than ten miles long. The diameter of the mottled and thick trunk is four or five miles long, and countless birds with huge stature and covering the sky and the sun live here, and there is a huge nest on each of the four branches that towers into the clouds, and there are four sacred birds of phoenix, Qingluan, egret and peacock.

Every day these birds fly and hover around the rising sun, living an unrestrained life.

Until one day, a group of Flying Feather people who believe in the Kunpeng Divine Cult came here.

They seek help from the four sacred birds and pray that they can build a new home under the tree.

The birds, led by the phoenix, agreed to the feathered men's request and allowed them to cut down the branches of the sacred tree.

At first, everything changed until the first golden feather man appeared among the winged people.

It seems that these winged people have a higher intelligence to learn the theology they believe in, and the abundant spiritual power provided by the sacred tree also makes them strong very quickly.

The proportion of Golden Feather People born from these winged people increased, and finally a huge tribe was formed around the Divine Tree.

Unlike the emaciated and amiable winged men of the past, these golden-feathered men were more short-tempered and cold-blooded.

Their research found that eating meat made them stronger. So he changed his life for thousands of years, and set his greedy eyes on the birds that inhabited the sacred tree.

Fearing the intervention of the four sacred birds, they were extremely cautious at first, and they went out at night, and only one of those birds disappeared after a few days.

Until he saw that the divine bird did not intervene, he gradually intensified. They formed groups of capture teams, armed with all kinds of weapons, and flew to the sacred tree, launching attacks on the nests again and again.

With the death of the birds, these Golden Feather people became more intelligent, and the speed of absorbing spiritual power accelerated, as if there were signs of evolving into the Golden Feather Guard.

And the pursuit of such a powerful power as Jin Yuwei, and the yearning to be able to accompany the god lord all the time, made them even more crazy.

It wasn't until their actions caught the attention of the four Divine Birds that the long World Tree War broke out after repeated warnings to no avail.

In the devastating counterattack of the four divine birds, these golden-feathered people who relied on meat to maintain their evolution stopped growing, and as the difficulty of catching birds increased, their bodies began to degenerate and age rapidly.

When the first senile Golden-Feathered Man died, an inexplicable fear spread among the Feathered People like a spring weed.

At the same time, a vicious rumor spreads, that is, "They're all cursed!" Only by killing the four divine birds and eating their flesh and blood can the curse be lifted and eternal life obtained"!

The Flesh curse spread like a bloodthirsty poison, and by the end everyone was convinced. Accompanied by every battle

Defeat and the death of every Golden Feather person, this rumor will be brought up again by them.

The entire World Tree War lasted for a hundred years, and the huge Golden Feather tribe was rapidly weakened and the population became sparse, and there was not one survivor left.

On a stormy night, they retreated. The well-built houses that once sheltered them from the wind and rain were burned down.

It was also these branches that burned in the wind and rain that inspired them, and they looked at the four sacred birds at the top of the World Tree that were gradually showing restlessness, and showed a cruel smile.

So a few years later, they came back for revenge!

Only they know about their tragic experience of being chased and hunted by various tribes in the past few years. How did he survive begging like a dog in the cracks of those big tribes? How it sows the seeds of hatred among the tribes, and they use it to get involved in gang fighting, eat the weak, and strengthen themselves.

Fortunately, they won the bet, not only did the first Golden Feather Guard appear, but also formed a whole army of hundreds of Golden Feather people.

Behind them stood dozens of giant mercenaries! They are mountain giants more than ten meters high and cliff giants twenty or thirty meters high.

For them, it is very simple to be able to move them, that is, to lobby the Giant Clan, and swear that they have found the weakness of the Divine Bird, and this time they can successfully capture the World Tree. After promising a high reward, those giant tribes who wanted a piece of the pie sent their elites one after another.

The battle lasted only three days before it ended, and the sheltered World Tree turned into a torch burning with raging fire. Countless birds died tragically on the spot, and the four divine birds were killed and one seriously injured under the joint attack of the Golden Feather Guard Legion and the Stone Giant.

The seriously injured phoenix looked at the corpses of Qingluan, Egret, and Peacock and chirped in pain, and then in the stunned eyes of the Golden Feather and the Stone Man, the Nine Heavens Karma Fire burned them, and then **.

Their bodies burned for seven days before the World Tree, which was gradually turning to ashes. With the whimper of the World Tree, it gradually began to rain heavily, and even so, the heavy rain could not extinguish the fire that reached into the sky on their bodies.

Eventually, their ashes coalesced to form a jade carved with feathers.

Although the battle ended, there was another dispute over the only jade.

The tall cliff giants defeated the golden-feathered people and the diminutive hill giants and brought the jade back to the tribe.

But he didn't know how to use it, so he simply threw it into the wine vat. It might also be a good idea for this group of cliff giants who are addicted to alcohol.

Without the maintenance of the World Tree, the place became bad, and the heavy rain condensed and turned into ice, and snowflakes fell everywhere.

The moment the World Tree was reduced to ashes, the whole of Nikanado also changed, and the sun no longer seemed to shine here every day. Only after six endless nights did there be one day. And the light is fleeting in the blink of an eye.

It seems to have been rejected by the creator god and became a dark, cold ice realm.

It was only at this moment that these easy-going cliff giants realized their folly and commemorated the day when the World Tree was burned down and winter had arrived. Renamed himself: Frost Giant.

In response to the combined attacks of the Mountain Giants and the Goldenfeathers, they moved away from the cliffs where they had lived and settled in the valley behind the Nicanado Worldstone.

The self-proclaimed Atonement, who has lived here for generations, guarding this broken world. 2k reading web