Qingyang world.

The All-Seeing Eye continues to trace the past of the Tribe of Thorns, manifesting itself in the form of an illusion.

When a thorn with extraordinary strength grows to the height of a man.

This group of refugees, or the founders of a new tribe, held a second ritual in due course.

Ten Qingyang people were selected by the elders and offered to the thorn vine in the form of a living sacrifice.

They are buried alive in the ground and used as nutrients for the latter's growth.

They even included two small children.

The sacrifices had their hands tied, their mouths gagged, dirt covering them, and their eyes filled with fear.

Cheng Han couldn't help but sigh and said, "It's really a barbaric and cruel ritual. ”

in the glow frame.

The Great Elder harnessed the power of the totem and personally inspired the Thorn Vine.

It quickly sprouted many tendrils, mercilessly piercing the skin of the sacrifices, and began to devour their flesh.

These poor Qingyang people struggled for several minutes before they ended their suffering.

Cheng Han was thoughtful: "In order to let the thorn vine absorb the soul, do you use the method of living sacrifice?" ”

The halo continues to deduce.

Similar living sacrifices were performed several times, and the number of sacrifices increased each time.

Corresponds to it.

The power of the thorn vine is getting stronger and stronger, and the connection with the Qingyang people is getting closer and closer.

Cheng Han commented: "Although the blood sacrifice is a shortcut, it is also a wrong path.

"Relying on the help of external objects, rather than delving into the nature of power, the potential of the race is limited.

"The unique laws of the Qingyang world are certainly a gift from the world, but on the other hand, they are also a cage."

in the picture.

After five years of hard cultivation, the transcendent thorns have finally become totem poles.

This means that the Thorn Tribe has been officially established.

The tribe held a large-scale blood sacrifice ceremony, and sacrificed more than sixty Qingyang people alive at one time.

The Great Elder who presided over the ceremony was fed back by the totem pole, broke through the shackles in one fell swoop, and was promoted to a totem master.

In the footage that follows.

Every totem master of the Thorn Tribe was born from one blood sacrifice after another.

Without exception.

Cheng Han shook his head: "The Qingyang people have taken the wrong path, no wonder the totemic shadow of the second elder is so weak." ”

Don't focus on the power itself, but only think about relying on the totem pole, how powerful can the totem shadow be?

The Thorn Tribe has a history of more than a thousand years, but it is not without reason that there has never been a higher-level "Totem Venerable".

This is the price of going astray.

Another thought popped up in Cheng Han's mind: "By the way, by drawing on the principle of totem poles, maybe you can play other tricks." ”

He did not hesitate to make a deduction, and immediately made a decision: "Let's try it first." ”

*

Qingluo world.

Cheng Han's other doppelganger has just killed a group of rebels.

Then.

Within the sea of his soul.

A colorful anchor suddenly lit up, transmitting a stream of information.

Cheng Han was stunned for a moment: "Totem pole? ”

After digesting the information, he muttered, "Then give it a try." ”

Cheng Han looked up into the distance: "It seems that there is a group of moths and flying insects, going over there." ”

Due to the secret instructions of the Wind God General, the Wanhao clan did not vigorously clear the insect swarm, and now the activities of the insect swarm are still quite frequent.

The Qingluo people in many places are always in a state of rumor.

Cheng Han waved his right hand lightly, and faint ripples appeared out of thin air.

His body disappeared in an instant.

This is the secret method of space travel.

Ten minutes later.

In a swamp.

A group of moths and flying insects are resting here, and the cries of "hissing" come and go.

At their feet, there were some bones of the green basket people, and they were gnawed to pieces.

Obviously.

Not long ago, this swarm attacked a Qingluo city, taking a batch of "takeaways" with them by the way.

After a while.

An extraordinarily large moth, which is also the leader of the swarm, suddenly had a hint of sensitivity and opened his mouth to scream.

"Squeak!"

This is a warning.

But it was too late.

The other flying insects have not yet reacted.

Dozens of meters above them, a figure appeared out of thin air.

It was Cheng Han.

As soon as he appeared.

He immediately raised his hands.

A few points of refreshing green light bloomed.

Dozens of slender vine threads shot down rapidly, as fast as streamers.

Each vine filament runs through the head of a moth with precision.

The next second.

Cheng Han disappeared again.

Dozens of moths that were hit also disappeared.

Until this moment.

The swarm reacted.

They noticed that many of their companions were missing, and there was obvious panic in their eyes.

"Squeak! Chirping! ”

The leader hissed sharply.

The moths flapped their wings vigorously and fled the swamp in a panic.

Tens of kilometers away.

Cheng Han flicked his fingers.

A bit of green light shot out from his fingertips and hit the ground.

"Poof!"

A thorny vine broke through the ground.

It quickly diverged into hundreds of vines, wrapped around dozens of moths, and swept them into the ground, greedily sucking the flesh of its prey.

Cheng Han stared at the thorn vine tightly, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

A few seconds later.

The thorn vine has grown significantly taller, and its breath has also undergone subtle changes.

The vines used to be green, but now they are black, and there are strange patterns on the surface.

Look closely.

This is very similar to the pattern on the surface of the body of a moth.

Cheng Han smiled with satisfaction: "Although this realm does not have the special laws of the Qingyang realm, the knowledge is still the same.

"The method of totem pole to absorb the power of the soul can still be used as long as it is slightly modified to adapt it to universal laws."

It didn't take long.

The moths were devoured by the thorn vines, and even the shells were thoroughly digested.

The thorn vine has completely changed its appearance, looking more like a short stump, with a natural convex relief pattern on the surface, and it is like a moth.

It's a totem pole.

It is worth mentioning that this thing actually exudes a rather strong moth smell.

To know.

Frogs and thorn vines are very different species.

It's amazing to have the same breath.

Cheng Han sensed for a moment, and his smile deepened: "The method of absorbing the soul, combined with the power of aggregation, can actually artificially create a swarm brand. ”

He couldn't help but sigh: "Traveling thousands of miles, you can really learn a lot of things." ”

*

Distance.

A group of moths that were fleeing suddenly circled in the air.

"Squeak! Chirping! ”

The leader cried several times, and looked back frequently, his eyes full of doubt.

The direction it looks at is exactly where the totem pole is.

With the mysterious sense between the swarms, the leader clearly sensed that there seemed to be a huge swarm there, and the number should be more than three thousand.

It stands to reason.

The distance of the other party is not too far, and you can see it from this position.

But the leader didn't see anything.

Another moment.

The breath disappeared eerily.

The leader was even more puzzled.

It vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and quickly "squeaked" again, urging the swarm to leave quickly.

*

The other side.

Cheng Han patted the totem pole.

"Smack!"

There was a soft thud.

The totem pole was reduced to ashes in an instant.

Only a small black spot of light remains.

It's the swarm of biters.

It is also the fundamental reason why the totem pole has the smell of insect swarm.

Cheng Han stimulated the projection of the Empty Xuanyin and waved his right hand: "Go!" ”

The point of light immediately completed a shuttle and appeared in the void out of thin air.

That's why the leader can't sense the breath.

Cheng Han looked up at the sky and grinned: "This imprint is the best coordinates, when their number reaches a certain level, the Nest of Catastrophe will definitely be able to sense it." ”

The purpose of this is naturally to show the way for the swarm and lure the cataclysm swarm over.

On their way, they happened to be across the territory of the Red-Eyed Clan.

At the beginning.

Cheng Han pretended to be a powerhouse of an alien race and made a suggestion to the Wind God General to release more catastrophic insects into the Qingluo Realm, which could trigger the induction of the Havoc's Nest.

But now.

He found a better way.

With the help of the wonderful totem pole, with just 30 catastrophic insects, a large swarm equivalent to more than 3,000 insects can be simulated.

It's a hundredfold multiplied.

(End of chapter)