five minutes later.

"boom!"

Cheng Han fell from the sky and landed steadily, with spider webs of prey under his feet.

This is because the impact force is transferred to the ground.

If you look closely, you can see that the cracks are in the shape of horns.

This represents a very high degree of control and also leaves traces deliberately.

Cheng Han did not continue moving forward, but looked at the totem pole.

This place is only one kilometer away from the tribe, and you can clearly see the appearance of the totem pole.

This huge wooden pillar is located on the top of a hill.

Large and small wooden houses are built around the totem pole. The higher the status of the Qingyang people, the closer their residence is to the totem pole.

The lower part of the totem pole has many patterns resembling sheep's horns painted with blue paint.

The upper part of the totem pole is engraved with a pattern using relief techniques, and the entire surface is painted in bright emerald green.

That is - thorns covered with sharp thorns.

Cheng Han murmured softly: "Is this the origin of the 'Thorn Tribe'?"

The name of this tribe is exactly - Thorns.

also.

There is one more thing worth noting.

The horn pattern looks a bit mottled, the paint has fallen off in many places, or the paint color has become much duller.

This is the result of long-term exposure to wind and rain and the baptism of time.

But the paint with the thorn pattern looked as if it had just been painted on, with no signs of fading and even no dust on the surface.

no doubt.

This is due to extraordinary power.

A glimmer of light flashed in Cheng Han's eyes, and the corner of his mouth raised: "This is actually an object that inherits the mysterious law. It's really interesting!"

He could tell at a glance that the totem pole contained a mysterious method for controlling thorns.

certainly.

According to the Qingyang tribe, it is the power of totem.

Cheng Han took a few glances and commented: "Compared with the Mysterious Seal of the Wanhao Clan, the sophistication of the totem's power is indeed much inferior."

In recent months.

He traveled to many small worlds and came into contact with several foreign races, and then he deeply realized how amazing the mysterious system established by the ancestors of the Wanhao tribe was.

Compared to many races.

The physical quality of ordinary people of the Wanhao tribe can be described as "weak".

However, they have nine divine emperors and have become a famous and powerful clan. This set of mysterious magic system is indispensable.

At this moment.

Cheng Han stared at the giant pillar for a few seconds, then slightly curved his mouth: "I understand!"

His eyes jumped and he looked at the sky above the tribe.

I saw two black birds circling back and forth above the tribe.

One of their wings flaps this way from time to time.

This is undoubtedly a warning method.

"Haw! Haw!"

A clear cry came from the sky.

Cheng Han smiled slightly and muttered: "The time has come for the prince to appear."

After saying that.

There was a strange fluctuation in his body.

This is the power of totems.

After just a few glances, he had already cracked the secret. Not only had he fully mastered the power of the totem, but he had also reached a higher level.

No.

More than just one layer.

But several layers.

Cheng Han raised his right hand unhurriedly, making a "virtual grasp" gesture.

The illusory image of a thorn condensed from the palm of his hand.

However, the illusion is rather vague, and its shape is not stable, fluctuating a few times from time to time.

This is a flaw in the power of tribal inheritance totems.

But that doesn't matter.

Cheng Han thought and slightly adjusted his extraordinary power.

The illusion of thorns stopped fluctuating, and the image became much clearer.

"Haw! Haw!"

The chirping of birds became more urgent.

obviously.

The blackbird instinctively sensed the crisis.

Cheng Han didn't hesitate anymore and directly waved his right arm in a throwing posture.

Illusory thorns quickly rose into the sky, pointing in the direction of two black birds.

They were frightened, flapped their wings quickly, and dived down as fast as possible.

However.

Too late.

The thorn suddenly flashed and bifurcated into two branches, each of which took on the shape of a "spear".

This is clearly a thorn gun.

The two guns flashed by and hit the blackbird accurately.

The latter's body became stiff and he could no longer move an inch.

Countless slender thorn threads appeared out of thin air and penetrated into their bodies.

One second later.

They were covered with thorns and turned into thorn birds.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

The thorn bird flapped its wings vigorously and flew up again.

below.

Small square around the totem pole.

There were loud exclamations.

Just now, a group of Qingyang people heard the warning and rushed out one after another, and happened to see this scene.

They thought that the black bird would be killed, but unexpectedly it turned into a thorn bird.

This is a totem power beyond their understanding.

At this time.

Cheng Han raised his head and chest and shouted decisively:

"I.

"Wood Pheasant.

"Back from death!"

Every word, like thunder from the sky, flew into the tribe and was clearly heard by every Qingyang person.

Later.

A change has occurred.

"Buzz!"
To be continued...