Travel through the wheel of life to the ancients, and different wheels of life will give a different identity. However, the new identity, how much creation, everything is random, some are like the body of the ancestor witch and the Eastern Emperor Bell with great luck, and some are like Hou Yi who has nothing at all.

Wang Xiong traveled through antiquity again at this moment, chose another wheel of life, and a new identity was waiting.

"Whew!"

The time-space passage shuttled, as if it had traveled to the Lich Age for the second time, as if the passage trembled. The time spent shuttling has also increased by a myriad of times.

"This is? Merging with another era of the wheel of life? Wang Xiong looked curious.

"Boom!"

In an instant, it passed through the space-time passage and arrived in antiquity.

As soon as he entered the ancient times, Wang Xiong was stunned for a moment, his body seemed to be extremely stiff and motionless at this moment, and he could vaguely see that there seemed to be countless people kneeling in front of him, countless people wearing animal skins, and kneeling with great piety.

"Mu Gong is alive, alive, he has opened his eyes!" A man in an animal skin shouted excitedly.

"Mu Gong is alive, meet Mu Gong, meet Mu Gong!" A group of people suddenly shouted excitedly.

Wang Xiong stretched his body slightly, and in an instant, endless scorching heat poured into Wang Xiong's body from the depths of the earth, and the sun in the sky also lowered the boundless sun true fire.

Lived?

Wang Xiong listened blankly to the worship of the beast-skin people, and gradually, Wang Xiong discovered his current state.

"Sculpture? Himself is a wood carving! Wang Xiong was stunned.

Woodcarving?

"No, it's not a wood carving, my own wood carving should have been visited for countless years, and the wood carving is full of endless faith and will, and I should be the totem of a human tribe?" Wang Xiong said stunned.

Totem?

Traveled to a totem yourself?

The totem is nourished by endless faith and already has spiritual wisdom? It's just that this spiritual wisdom is too weak, and when I crossed over by myself, I took its place.

As Wang Xiong absorbed the heat in the void, his totem became more and more flexible, perhaps the power of faith was enough, and slowly made Wang Xiong's body become like an ordinary person.

Of course, Wang Xiong now understands that even if he transforms into the form of a golden crow at this moment, it is not difficult, after all, his soul clone is a golden crow, a totem body, and it is just a layer of disguise for himself.

The totem body is full of golden light, shining on the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, it attracted the strong people in the shadows to come and watch.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a golden light shot from the sky.

"Daisen?" A man in a animal skin looked in amazement at the golden light.

"Poor Dao, Zhao Gongming, for the disciple of the Tongtian Sage, you condense the wood spirit for faith, willingness, and luck, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?" The burly man in the golden light stared at Wang Xiong and said solemnly.

Wood Spirit?

Wang Xiong looked at the Tongtian disciple in front of him, Zhao Gongming?

Wang Xiong sneered in his heart, Tongtian? Back then, in front of him, he didn't dare to say this, a disciple of Tongtian in front of him, and he also wanted to accept himself as an apprentice?

Although Wang Xiong was annoyed in his heart, Wang Xiong did not show an angry expression, but just looked at the kneeling beast skin people.

The animal skin people immediately looked at Zhao Gongming angrily.

"Zhao Daxian, you have been monitoring my tribe for 10,000 years, for 10,000 years, you have been watching the prosperity and decline of my Dongwang tribe, but you have never helped us once, there are disciples in my tribe who want to worship you as a teacher and learn some skills, but you have all refused, my tribe was prosperous back then, and now it is declining, but, after all, it is still one of the thousand tribes of the human race, my Dongwang tribe, worship the ancient legend of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, set up a totem god, for 10,000 years, it is our god who has been protecting us, and you, Seeing how many of our sons died, now, the god of my tribe has finally condensed his divine sense, but you have come to rob the god of my tribe, if you dare to take a step further, even if I fight to the death and sacrifice, I will report to Nuwa Niangniang, saying that you destroyed my human tribe! An old man in a beast skin on crutches roared.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

"Wu has already said it, don't get out of here!"

"Terran realm, don't set foot on it, get out!"

"Get out, get out ............!"

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Under the scolding of the old man in animal skin, countless animal skin people were extremely angry at Zhao Gongming and drove Zhao Gongming away.

The strength of this group of beast skin people is extremely weak, at most the mortals of the Qi Sea Realm in the Wang Xiong era, but as long as this group of mortals is driven away, the immortal Zhao Gongming does not dare to mess around at will.

Looking at the angry Terrans, Zhao Gongming's face suddenly turned ugly.

"I want to accept Mu Ling as a disciple, and it's not you, what are you anxious about?" Zhao Gongming said depressedly.

If it weren't for Nuwa Niangniang protecting the human race and not allowing a group of saints to get involved, how could Zhao Gongming be angry with this group of mortals? One palm can destroy this group of mortals.

However, Zhao Gongming understands that at this moment, the relationship between Nuwa Niangniang and Sanqing is extremely bad, and if he dares to kill someone, Nuwa Niangniang will definitely use herself to kill chickens and monkeys.

Wang Xiong was beside him, watching curiously.

Looking at a group of mortals, forcing an immortal to advance and retreat, it is also strange.

"You've been spying on me?" Wang Xiong stared at Zhao Gongming in front of him.

Zhao Gongming frowned and looked at the wood spirit in front of him.

"Hmph, who let this tribe use the sculpture of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi as a totem, but what is it for a mere wood spirit to give birth to spiritual wisdom? I accept you as a disciple, it is your creation, if you don't want to, it will be the greatest loss in your life! Zhao Gongming said in a deep voice.

Wang Xiong looked at Zhao Gongming in front of him: "We don't welcome you, let's go!" ”

Wang Xiong drove people away.

"Let's go! Come on! ”

"As soon as Mu Gong woke up, he came to rob my tribe totem, go, get out!"

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Countless fur men roared all around.

"Humph!" Zhao Gongming snorted coldly, turned his head and left.

As soon as Zhao Gongming left, a group of beast-skin people immediately cheered.

Then, a group of beast-skin people worshiped Wang Xiong one after another.

"Thank you Mugong, protect my tribe, and inherit it for ten thousand years!" The beast-skin people immediately bowed down excitedly.

Wang Xiong slowly walked towards the group of beast-skin people, and the light on his body slowly became restrained at this moment.

"They call you Wu?" Wang Xiong looked curiously at the old man in the animal skin just now.

The old man in the animal skin looked at Wang Xiong very respectfully at this moment.

"The old man is the witch of the tribe!" The old man in the animal skin said excitedly.

"Oh? Tell me about ......! Wang Xiong looked at the old man in animal skin.

"Yes, everything started 10,000 years ago, 10,000 years ago, the Jiuzhou enchantment was broken, and our human race walked out of the Jiuzhou enchantment and crossed into all parts of the world, but, our human race was weak and died countless times, until we walked the world and found some ancestral ruins, we didn't know that before us, there were other civilizations in the world, there were countless gods, among them, we found some secret methods of the Wu clan, we practiced witchcraft according to the above, and there were our witches, the prophets of the Wu tribe, to ensure that the tribe could live, but, The body of the witch is very weak, very weak, and cannot work, but can only be supported by the tribesmen! The old man in the animal skin smiled bitterly.

Wang Xiong looked at the old man in front of him and instantly understood.

The 'witch' here is not the witch clan, but the human race has practiced the Wu clan's exercises, but unfortunately, the bloodline is different, the Wu clan has a strong physique, so they can practice witchcraft, but the human race is weak, and forcibly practicing witchcraft makes themselves weaker and weaker, just like the old man in front of him, who seems to be extremely weak, but has witchcraft, but has extraordinary abilities.

"What about me?" Wang Xiong looked at the old man in animal skin.

"My human race walked the world, in addition to finding witchcraft, but also found some witchcraft, unfortunately, demon magic my human race can not practice, can only according to the witchcraft, the establishment of each tribe's totem, day after day, sacrifice and worship, totem can give us strength, totem can make us strong, we found a legend about the East Emperor Taiyi, on the East Emperor Taiyi as a totem, worship for 10,000 years, thank you Mu Gong, 10,000 years of protection, although my tribe has experienced a lot of disasters, but, after all, survived! God has eyes! Wu cried.

Worshiped for 10,000 years?

Wang Xiong instantly understood, in this totem, a collection of witchcraft, the totem is worshiped by the tribe every day, not only faith, but also luck, willingness, totem into a spirit, the power of faith, luck, and wish power also carry the tribe's 10,000-year-old obsession, when the tribe encounters a crisis, it will feed back some power to the tribe, so that the tribe thinks that the totem has appeared!

"Ten thousand years? I have been worshiped by you for 10,000 years? Wang Xiong looked at Wu.

"Yes, Mu Gong, the totems of some tribes have been resurrected, but my Dongwang tribe has never had one, but my tribe has never been discouraged, has been waiting, has been waiting, and finally waited for you, Mu Gong!" Wu said excitedly.

Wang Xiong looked at Wu and nodded: "When I wake up, I will naturally bless the tribe, our tribe is called the Dongwang tribe?" ”

"Yes, we are to find the legend of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the totem of Li, my tribe believes in the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, so, when we named it, we worshiped the Eastern Emperor very much, but unfortunately, when naming, there were many great immortals who came and said, the name 'Eastern Emperor' is the source of the disaster, and we are not allowed to use the Eastern Emperor name, so we changed it to the Eastern King Tribe!" Wu explained.

"The Eastern King Tribe? A lot of immortals, not allowed to use the Eastern Emperor? Wang Xiong's eyes narrowed.

Wang Xiong instantly guessed that it must be the disciples of Sanqing, they must still be in a sensitive period for themselves and their eldest brother, and when they found that there was a place called Donghuang, they immediately came to investigate, and even Wang Xiong guessed, I am afraid that the sage has come to see it in person.

"Yes, in the past 10,000 years, many immortals have come, but slowly there are fewer and fewer immortals, until the last one is called Zhao Gongming just now!" Wu explained.

Wang Xiong nodded, obviously understanding that a group of saint disciples were still not at ease with themselves and had been monitoring here.

"My name is Mu Gong?" Wang Xiong looked at Wu curiously.

"Yes, at the beginning, that group of immortals, we were not allowed to call you the Eastern Emperor, so we renamed it for you, your sculpture wood, we also found it by coincidence, I heard that group of immortals said, it was once the heart of the Fusang giant tree in the East China Sea! I don't know how it got into the hands of our ancestors, and finally became your body, Mu Gong was the name allowed by the immortals at that time! Wu smiled bitterly.

"Names allowed by the immortals? Hehe! Wang Xiong showed a sneer.

That group of immortals, the management is really wide.

Wang Xiong found a pool and looked at the reflection in the water.

Sure enough, the appearance is still himself. No wonder the group of immortals were extremely nervous when they saw their own sculpture. However, after 10,000 years, they may have forgotten their appearance.

"Mu Gong? Naturally, I won't use the name they gave, and in the future, I will bless the Dongwang tribe, and I will be called the Dongwang Prince! Wang Xiong looked at the people of the tribe and said solemnly.

"Meet the Princes of the East!" Countless tribesmen excitedly.

Wu also bowed down. But Wu's body was so weak that he almost fell off with a cane.

Wang Xiong reached out and picked up the witch, and a wave of power poured into his body.

"Buzz!"

Wu's body seemed to be suddenly injected with a burst of vitality, and the original pale hair instantly turned a lot blacker, and the whole person was much younger and stronger.

"Thank you, Prince Dong, thank you! Little old man, thank you, thank you! Wu shouted excitedly.

Countless people from the Dongwang tribe suddenly became more and more respectful of the Dongwang Prince.