Just when the doppelganger with the pseudonym "Liu Yidao" was happily harming vampires.

Cheng Hanxin's new split clone has descended on a small world far away.

Look around.

It's a vast savanna.

The grass is almost knee-deep, and the blades of the grass have a slight hint of withered yellow, which indicates that it is autumn.

A strange-looking green tree, sparsely towering over the grassland.

Their height is generally about 20 meters, and when the trunk grows to a height of 10 meters, it actually differentiates into two main trunks, which are in the shape of a "Y".

It looks like a fork and a bit like a sheep's horn.

Cheng Han glanced at it and muttered softly: "Is this the sheep's horn?" The name is quite vivid. ”

The name of this realm is called - Qingyang Realm.

Horn is a tree species endemic to this small world.

In Cheng Han's mind, information about the Qingyang world flashed:

"The Qingyang Realm is located in the 'Dongluo Realm Group', and the main intelligent race living in this small world is called the 'Qingyang Clan'.

"The Qingyang Clan has four main god-level gods, as well as more than fifty slave gods.

Despite this, the race continues to be bullied.

"Because the overlord of the Dongluo Realm Group is the Red Eye Clan, who has three supreme gods.

"In the past 1,000 years, the Red Eye Clan has used various means to continuously suppress the Qingyang Clan, and small-scale divine wars have repeatedly broken out between the two sides."

Cheng Han sighed lightly: "This is the sorrow of approaching the big clan. ”

In this direction, things like the Qingyang clan can be said to abound.

Weak.

It is original sin.

Cheng Han looked around for a while, and found that dozens of kilometers away, there seemed to be a huge claw wood carving, with a height of more than fifty meters.

He grinned lightly and muttered, "This should be the totem pole of the Qingyang tribe, and there should be a Qingyang tribe there." ”

According to the records of the scriptures.

Every Qingyang gathering point must have built a totem pole.

By the way.

The extraordinary power cultivated by the Qingyang clan is called "totem power".

This is essentially a kind of Xuanyin, but it is a completely different system.

Cheng Han took a step and walked quickly towards the tribe in front of him.

Five minutes later.

The sound of a babbling stream came from the right.

Cheng Han immediately turned in a direction and walked towards the stream.

This stream must be the water intake point of this Qingyang tribe, as long as you follow the stream, you can naturally reach the other place.

Not much.

The stream came into view.

It doesn't have a lot of water flow, just over two meters wide, but the water is fairly clear.

The bottom of the water is covered with a kind of lilac aquatic grass, and a few small fish with strange shapes can occasionally be seen in the current, swimming lightly with the water waves.

Cheng Han walked for another while, and suddenly said "huh".

Because an illusion appeared in front of me out of thin air:

A mangled corpse was floating down the stream, the clear water covered with lilac aquatic plants.

This is obviously the stream in front of you.

The corpse was humanoid, but its legs were bent forward, the exact opposite of a human, and a pair of cyan goat horns grew on its forehead.

It is the Qingyang clan.

Cheng Han shook his head and muttered, "What a miserable death." ”

The corpse's head was half deflated, its brains were almost gone, one of its right arms was missing, and there were several deep penetrating wounds between its chest and abdomen.

The thing undoubtedly died in homicide.

With his rich experience, Cheng Han also judged: "The time of death should not exceed six hours." ”

He looked at the totem pole in the distance and muttered, "It seems that a big change has happened to this Qingyang tribe." ”

Two minutes passed.

The foreshadowing was revealed.

The corpse floated in front of him.

Cheng Han glanced at the corpse, took it as a relevance, and quickly made a deduction.

It was a very simple deduction, and the results came out right away.

Cheng Han sighed quietly: "An old-fashioned story. ”

His guess was right, the tribe had indeed undergone a major change.

In simple terms.

In order to compete for power and profit, the faction of the great elder of the clan was overturned by the faction of the second elder.

The Great Elder was killed on the spot, and his immediate family, as well as his die-hard subordinates, were all killed.

The deceased who floated down the stream was none other than the second son of the Great Elder.

Cheng Han remembered the many details shown in the deduction, and his eyes flickered: "There is a high probability that an external force intervened, causing the Qingyang tribe to have internal strife." ”

As a brilliant conspirator, he keenly smelled the scent of "peers".

Cheng Han also had a guess: "The other party may be a vampire lurking in the Qingyang Realm." ”

The logic is simple.

The Red-Eyed Clan has been cracking down on the Green Sheep Clan, and these vampires have enough motivation to do so.

Sending a group of vampires to frequently stir up unrest within the Qingyang clan can greatly weaken the latter's strength.

This is also a common method used by large clans to deal with small clans.

It can well be imagined.

If the Red Eye Clan prepares for a few hundred years, or even thousands of years, it will definitely launch a general attack on the Qingyang Clan, causing it to completely disappear into this one realm.

But.

The Tribulation of the Era has come, and it is difficult for the Red-Eyed Clan's plan to come true.

Cheng Han smiled slightly: "Since the Red-Eyed Clan is so idle, I will find you some serious things to do, so that you can have a good time with the insect swarm." ”

From the standpoint of the Wanhao clan.

The Cataclysm Swarm is a threat to all intelligent races, reducing the internal friction of each race can share more pressure for the Wanhao race.

Cheng Han stared at the corpse that was getting closer and closer, and said softly, "Let's have a prince's revenge first." ”

As soon as the words fell.

"Buzz!"

The strings trembled.

Cheng Han waved his right hand lightly.

A few bits of green light spilled out, hitting the corpse on the water's surface.

The next moment.

A mutation has occurred.

Tens of thousands of blood threads came out of the corpse, instantly weaving into a blood film, wrapping the corpse in it.

Meanwhile.

"Poof!"

Cheng Han's figure exploded.

The whole person turned into a blood mist, and quickly swept towards the blood film, instantly merging with it.

"Boom! Boom! ”

The sound of a heartbeat, which seemed to be illusory and real, came out of the blood membrane, and became more and more solid and powerful.

It's a sign that life is coming back to life.

Ten minutes passed.

"Smack!"

Just hear a soft sound.

The blood film burst open.

A sturdy and powerful Qingyang body appeared in the stream.

His skull was restored, and his severed arm was restored.

His eyes were more intense, and his horns shone with a hint of shine.

"Whoa!"

With a wave of water, he jumped up from the stream and landed firmly on the shore.

He glanced at his hands and feet, and nodded with satisfaction: "From now on, I will be a 'wooden pheasant'." ”

The wooden pheasant is the real name of the fallen prince.

The reason why he came back to life from the dead was naturally because Cheng Han "doves occupied the magpie's nest".

With the help of the power of the law of life, he completely fused the life imprint left by the corpse, and had already turned into a "pure-bred" Qingyang clan.

Cheng Han smiled proudly: "Even if the gods inspect it personally, it is difficult to detect the abnormality. ”

In the transcendent realm of the life department, his current attainments are enough to be called a hall, and it is only a matter of time before he ascends to the divine throne.

He looked at the totem pole in the distance and kicked the ground hard.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, a five-meter radius went straight down.

Like a cannonball, Cheng Han rushed straight up more than a hundred meters high, crossed a huge arc in the air, and fell towards a hill in front of him.

Revenge.

It's about to start!