Zhang Yu felt a chill in his heart, and the thunder sword was slammed into his leg bone, and then he slashed hard, tearing the flesh and blood into a hideous opening.

Zhang Yuqiang endured the pain of piercing his heart, and his five fingers were like eagle claws, inserted into the bloody mouth, and then dug out the bone worm that was clinging to his bones and feasting.

The bone worm was pinched by Zhang Yu's palm, and he kept twisting his body and struggled, trying to break free, but Zhang Yu's eyes flashed with cold light, and he used his whole body to directly pinch it and explode.

At this time, the other bone worms were like cats smelling fishy, and they all targeted the wound on Zhang Yu's leg and attacked wildly.

"Damn it. The immortal flame burned even more violently, but these bone worms seemed to be unaware, and they still slammed into Zhang Yu's body.

"Shattered Star Fist!" The monstrous killing intent soared into the sky, and the power of the stars mixed with spiritual power merged into one, erupting into a terrifying force that destroyed the world and the earth.

At this time, Zhang Yu was already able to barely control the fusion of the two forces, and the power that erupted from this punch was almost close to the mid-stage power of the ordinary Mingyang Realm.

With a punch, the space shook, and one by one the bone worms were blasted out by Zhang Yu, and before their bodies landed, they exploded into a ball of powder.

After all the bone worms around his body were cleared, Zhang Yu did not choose to chase after him, he hurriedly exerted all his strength and fled quickly.

Zhang Yu's movements were as fast as lightning, and he disappeared without a trace between breaths.

Seeing that the target was gone, the Bone Worm Emperor roared a few times unwillingly, and then he could only helplessly wander in other directions with the remaining bone worms.

Zhang Yu didn't know how far he had run, and he didn't stop until he couldn't detect the breath of the bone worm anymore.

In the process of escaping just now, Zhang Yu was a little flustered, so that he didn't know where he was now.

On the ground, there are still large pieces of corpse poisonous miasma, and after breathing for a long time, Zhang Yu is a little dizzy, but he has no proper solution, and when fighting, breathing is inevitable.

"Hey, that's ...... Firelight? It can't be phosphorus fire, right?" Zhang Yu, who had settled down, was about to rest for a while, and with a casual glance, he suddenly saw a flash of fire floating in the air in front of his left.

After the death of the living soul, buried in the cemetery, the corpse will rot and deteriorate after a long time, and occasionally a phosphorus fire will be ignited, but this fire is emitted from the top of the tree, Zhang Yu speculated that the possibility of phosphorus fire cannot be said to be none, it can only be said that it is very small.

"Let's see. Zhang Yu quietly approached the place of firelight, and as the distance between the two got closer and closer, Zhang Yu found that there were more places on the trees that emitted firelight, and a simple tree house was built in each place of firelight.

"Huh!" Zhang Yu didn't know what he had touched, and a row of steel spears that refracted cold light shot out towards Zhang Yu.

"Break!" Zhang Yu roared angrily in his mouth, and the tsunami-like force of the landslide directly twisted the steel spears into a ball of twisted flowers.

And Zhang Yu's sound here also alarmed the people living in the treehouse, and dozens of humans with colorful paints on their bodies drilled out and surrounded Zhang Yu.

Looking at these humans who were dressed in animal skins, with colorful divine feathers on their heads, and were no different from primitive people, Zhang Yu was also a little more curious in his heart.

The cultivation of these people is not too high, and the strongest one is only equivalent to the early stage of the Mingyang Realm, and the others are uneven from Wuzun to the Voyeur Yin Realm, and they have all kinds of cultivation.

But what made Zhang Yu curious was how such a 'weak' creature as they survived in this dangerous Dead God Domain.

"Which tribe are you from?" the native with the strength of the Mingyang Realm asked Zhang Yu, his face full of vigilance.

"I'm not from any tribe, but I just happened to pass by here, so I'll take a look. Zhang Yu explained lightly.

"Chief, he seems to be a celestial!" beside the native of Mingyang Realm, another native who seemed to have the same status whispered, he deliberately kept his voice very low, but Zhang Yu still heard it clearly.

"What the hell is that?" asked Zhang Yu puzzled.

"You're coming in from the Outlands, aren't you?" the native, known as the chief, asked Zhang Yu again.

"Outer Regions, where is that?" Zhang Yu was in a fog when he was asked by the chief's question, and he didn't understand a word.

However, there is one thing that Zhang Yu can see, that is, these guys are very in awe of the so-called celestials, and after learning the identity of Zhang Yu's celestials, the other natives also hurriedly put away the weapons in their hands.

"Celestials, I, the Tuta tribe, would like to honor you as the totem god of our tribe, and I hope you can deign to surrender and have mercy on the Tuta tribe, and Tamon will lead all the warriors of the Tuta tribe to extend their most sincere greetings to you. The chieftain, who called himself Tamon, was half-kneeling, his expression full of piety.

The other natives of the Tuta tribe also knelt on the ground, looking at Zhang Yu with burning eyes.

"You're mistaken, I'm not a celestial person. Zhang Yu hurriedly explained that he was just passing by here, and he didn't come here to be some totem god.

Not to mention that he didn't have that time to waste here, and even if he had, he wouldn't agree. As the saying goes, there is no free lunch in the world, and Zhang Yu must pay some price when he becomes this so-called totem god.

"Celestials, please have mercy on my Tuta tribe, if you don't lend a hand, my Tuta tribe will be destroyed. Tammon pleaded bitterly.

Zhang Yu's body does not have their unique aura, and Zhang Yu's appearance looks very different from them, Tuta firmly believes that Zhang Yu is definitely the legendary celestial, in his opinion, it must be the heavens who can't bear their Tuta Department to perish, so he sent the next celestial people to save them.

"Wait a minute, can you explain to me what a celestial man is?" Zhang Yu interrupted Ta Meng, frowning and asked.

"Venerable celestials, do your will. There has always been a legend in our Tuta Department that there is another world outside of this world, and ......" Tamon half-knelt on the ground and told Zhang Yu everything he knew.

At this time, Zhang Yu finally realized and figured out the meaning of heaven and man.

It turned out that after the land of the gods was sealed, it had been fanatically sought after, and countless strong people wanted to get the supreme mantle inheritance from the Dead God Domain, risking their lives to enter here.

Because the Domain of the Dead God is too dangerous, there are countless poisonous insects, beasts, demons and monsters, and all of them die when they enter these eight or nine out of ten, but there are still some lucky singers who survive for various reasons.

But even if they live, they are imprisoned in a cage, forever losing the possibility of seeing the light of day. After a while, these lucky survivors bonded with each other and began to give birth to offspring.

With the passage of time, the older generation has died and perished, and the survival is too difficult and dangerous in the Domain of the Dead God, and the inheritance that was finally obtained from the older generation is gradually cut off.

Generations of deaths, generations of rebirth, after an unknown number of years of evolution, these people who survived in the Death God Domain have finally been recognized by this world and adapted to the laws of survival in this world.

The unique bloodline aura on their bodies allowed them to survive better and avoid most of the dangers of death.

As far as the bone worms are concerned, as long as these natives hide their bodies, it is difficult for ordinary bone worms to detect the existence of these natives.

I don't know how many years have passed, when everything has become a legend, another group of strong people in Zhongzhou have entered the Dead God Domain together. When they found themselves trapped here forever, they were in no hurry to leave.

They fabricated lies, falsely claiming to be the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, and then enslaved these natives to make a fortune in the realm of the dead gods.

In order to make these natives more accessible, they also passed on the various exercises they carried, and the natives gradually moved from ignorance to enlightenment.

Therefore, the so-called outer regions are actually just Zhongzhou, and the so-called celestials are those outsiders who have stepped into the domain of the dead gods.

"Get up, all of you. Looking at those humble natives, Zhang Yu also felt a trace of pity in his heart.

These people are struggling to survive in the Death God Domain, and their lives are precarious, and no one is sure whether they will survive to the next day. Compared with them, Zhang Yu is lucky.

At least he has seen the real world, unlike these natives, who just sit in the well and watch the sky, never knowing the splendor of the world.

"Celestials, if you don't promise to become our totemic gods, we will never rise. Tamon said with a firm expression.

The totemic deity he said was to make Zhang Yu a creature who sheltered their tribe, and then they would worship Zhang Yu religiously, and carve Zhang Yu's portrait on all the artifacts for the entire tribe to admire.

This kind of thing is commonplace among the various tribes in the Dead God Domain, many tribes have their own totem gods, among which there are demon beasts and resentful spirits, but more are celestials like Zhang Yu.

In the eyes of many indigenous people, the Celestial Beings are the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao, they are omnipotent, and with the protection of the Celestials, the entire tribe will carry forward.

"Let you get up, and you will get up, and you will not even listen to me, and you will worship me as a totemic god, and I think it is all bullshit. Zhang Yu scolded, secretly thinking in his heart that it would be good to get the identity of a totem god.

Originally, Zhang Yu was planning to leave, but now he has changed his mind, he plans to stay in this tribe for a few days first, to see if he can understand the secret of the bloodline of these natives, if he can also have a similar aura to these natives, then it will be easier to follow.

"Everyone, hurry up, the celestials have agreed to our request, and the celestials have promised to become the totemic gods of our tribe. Hearing the meaning of Zhang Yu's words, Tamon cried with joy.