Chapter 6: Before the Great Hall, the Totem Cage (3)
Fang Ling explained: "Each steppe tribe has its own totem, a beast symbolizes the ancestors, and in the city where the patriarch is located, a totem stone pillar is built as the most precious thing in the clan. When the two clans fight, once one clan surrenders, a totem pillar will be created and given to the victor as a sign of submission. Thousands of years ago, the Tuji Khan made the tribes of the steppe land submit, so there are totem pillars of each tribe in this city of the sun. ”
Song Ying'er exclaimed, "Then aren't the statues of the patriarchs next to these stone pillars all built according to the appearance of the patriarchs of those tribes?"
Fang Ling nodded and said, "Of course. ”
Lu Bei couldn't help but praise from the bottom of his heart: "There are hundreds of stone pillars here, that is, there are hundreds of tribes, although each patriarch is just a statue, but it gives people an extraordinary momentum, it seems that Tuji Khan is really a heroic figure." ”
Fang Ling smiled slightly: "Yes, but now is not the time to praise this hero, if I guessed correctly, this hero will not let us walk into the main hall so easily." ”
As soon as he finished saying this, the ground shook suddenly, and then he saw the totem pole "suddenly" growing up in the sky, which was only a few zhang high, and suddenly grew to more than ten zhang.
At the same time, the statue of the patriarch around the totem pole moved backwards, and the vacant ground surface was connected into a stone wall several feet thick, and quickly rose upward.
In just a few breaths, the totem pole and the stone wall had already constructed a huge cage in front of the main hall, and sharp stingers emerged from the top of the stone wall, glittering in the moonlight.
The mutation happened extremely suddenly, everyone suddenly came back to their senses from a state of reverence, the people of the five tribes formed a circle one after another, surrounding the two heirs in it, the shaman and the others also protected the shaman witch king, only Fang Ling and his party had the smallest number of people, and the three of them were back to back, vigilantly watching every move around them.
The tall stone walls are like iron cages, and every brick seems to hide a mystery, and even the bluestone slabs on the ground have become traps that can swallow people without paying attention.
Everyone didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere, and released their five senses to the limit, and any movement in the cage would be immediately perceived.
Just when everyone was speculating about where the mechanism or the witch corpse would appear from, some totem poles suddenly made a crisp sound, and the surface quickly cracked, and then they saw a witch corpse in black armor revealing its true body.
As soon as the witch corpse appeared, the qi of heaven and earth volatilized uncontrollably, and as soon as they sensed that the witch corpse had the cultivation of the peak stage of the Melting Qi Realm, and then counted their number, everyone was taken aback, and the original dignified look on their faces was even more like a layer of charcoal ash.
When everyone was stunned, the witch corpse had already flown in, the scimitar was like the moon, the killing machine suddenly appeared, and the battle kicked off in an instant.
The appearance of more than twenty witch corpses happened to make up the number of one hundred and twenty, which meant that this was already the last level in front of the main hall, Fang Ling took a deep breath and said in a deep voice to Song Ying'er and the others: "You cover me!"
Seeing that Fang Ling was actually going to fight in close quarters, Lu Bei was taken aback and said, "Your Highness, your injuries are not well, so let me be the main force!"
"Don't worry, I have a knack for dealing with them!" Fang Ling grinned, he didn't even tell Song Ying'er about the soul sucking beads, Lu Bei naturally didn't know, but now in the face of such a strong witch corpse, if he didn't use this thing, he was afraid that he would roll into the hall with bruises all over his body, Fang Ling didn't want the situation to develop to that extent, so he had to use the most convenient method to kill the witch corpse and save his greatest combat power!