The old priest stared at the totemic pillar that had collapsed into pieces.

There are three things that are most important to any tribe, the first: the fire that resists the darkness, the second: the statue that houses the spirit of the ancestors, and the third: the totem that represents the tribe.

Now, the totem has collapsed.

A muscular native had already raised his weapon, in fact, if it weren't for Yan Luo's ability to activate the panda mask just now, a panda coat appeared, like a panda spirit resting on his body, these warriors of the black bear tribe would have slashed over. In order to survive in the Pangea continent, the times have endowed the warriors with a strong physique and strength, as well as a fierce character.

Everyone's face was full of extreme anger.

In all fairness, what Yanluo did was really not authentic, and after coming to this indigenous tribe for more than two days, he kidnapped a little girl, got a precious piece of Gen Earth Spirit, learned the fireball technique, and finally sucked off the totem spirit of others.

When he absorbed the Panda Spirit, he didn't think much about it.

If he could turn back the clock and do it again, he would still do it, knowing that he is now absolutely neutral and evil, not orderly and good.

With the Panda Mask, you will no longer be a miscellaneous soldier in terms of strength and physique.

Yan Luo took out the king's scepter, and a golden thunderbolt erupted from the scepter, transforming into a giant sword under the effect of the alchemy gem, and Chen Beixue also quickly took out a weapon: a small meniscus-shaped silver staff, made of extremely valuable Mithril with high magical affinity, and inlaid with a sapphire the size of a pigeon's egg at the top.

This is the magic core of the legendary Warcraft of the water system.

The staff, named "Tears of the Silver Moon", is a treasure of the elves in a magical world.

Yanluo's King's Scepter is good, but it's not quite as good as the Staff of Tears of the Silver Moon.

The background of LV6 modulator is incomparable to LV3.

The little girl was "buried", and some stood in place at a loss.

"Alas......"

The old priest let out a long sigh.

The wrinkles on his forehead deepened.

"Perhaps, all this is providence."

"It's time for the Black Bear Tribe to leave and return to the royal city." The totem pole collapsed, the spirit of the totem disappeared, and the Black Bear Tribe had no point in staying here.

"Let's go." He said.

"Lord Priest?"

Some of the warriors looked at the old priest.

"Maybe this is the fate of the totem, tomorrow we leave here for the royal city."

It's not easy to get back to the royal city, along the way, I don't know how many strange beasts I will encounter, the undead with dark souls, the most terrifying is the big demon, only with the blessing of the power of the totem can I call it a "warrior", the lack of a strong warrior is a great blow to the entire black bear tribe, I don't know if the tribe can successfully arrive, and I don't know how many people will die along the way.

Yanluo put away his weapon, bowed to the old priest, and turned to leave.

He didn't speak, in fact, he could use his mouth cannon, saying that the totem spirit chose him to actively attach to his body, but after the totem spirit became a mask, the will that originally belonged to the "spirit" disappeared, which could not deceive the priest, and the warriors in this tribe were extremely angry, and it was dangerous to stay.

Chen Beixue opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she still sighed and left together.

The old priest watched silently, the backs of the two became farther and farther away, this tribe needed powerful warriors, Yanluo and a girl with water sorcery, one got the totem spirit with great power, and at the same time had a flame comparable to a fire, and the other had strong healing skills, which was of great help to the black bear tribe.

However, in full view of everyone, Yanluo absorbed the spirit of the totem, and the totem, which was a symbol of the tribe, collapsed, and it was impossible to let the other party stay no matter what.

Otherwise, he would not be able to account to the people of the entire tribe, nor to the ancestral spirits of the tribe.

"Buried, why don't you leave?" The old priest looked at the little girl who was still standing there.

"I'm from the Black Bear Tribe." The little girl said.

The old priest said coldly, "Let's go...... Now you're not. ”

Drove the little burial away, fortunately lamented in his heart, the current Pangu Continent is shrouded in darkness and despair, what is the secret of the two mysterious strangers? Did you come here with a mission? In any case, if the other party is a human, it will inevitably stand on the side of the human race, and that's enough...... A pair of men and women with obvious noble status, Xiao Bury follows them, in case the Black Bear Tribe is destroyed, this daughter of the former warrior "Jiao" is more or less the hope of the tribe's inheritance.

Leaving the Black Bear Tribe, Yan Luo and Chen Beixue walked into the wilderness, the Gobi and the yellow sand.

Chen Beixue's heart was full of doubts: "What happened just now?" What did you do to absorb other people's totemic spirits? Aren't you supposed to be a cultivator of the Demon Dao of the True Cultivation System, Soul Extraction? ”

"My natural abilities."

Yan Luo didn't explain in detail, and pointed to the panda mask headdress on his head: "Now, when I encounter a boss, I can rely on the power of the panda coat to stand in front." ”

"Yes, I saw that the power of that bear's paw is not covered...... What do we do next? It should be very dangerous in the wild, right?,If we want to go to the royal city, we don't even have a map.,What if we go astray? Chen Beixue looked up at the sky, there was a thick cloud in the sky, and she couldn't tell the sun at all, and she couldn't see the direction.

"The little burial is coming."

Chen Beixue saw a little girl approaching in the wind and sand.

There seemed to be some tear stains on his face.

"Kicked out? Ay...... It's pathetic. ”

As a girl with the title of breast giant and good heart, Chen Beixue is very kind-hearted, and when she saw the thin little girl, she suddenly felt a burst of distress - as everyone knows, a little girl who can lift up to 5,000 pounds of weight is comparable to a strong person in the power system who breaks through the boundaries of life, which is a poor girl? It's a small tyrannosaurus...... Growing up, it's a Tyrannosaurus rex.

Yan Luo enlarges the panorama and also sees the little girl.

"Little burial, can you make out the direction in the wilderness?"

"Yes." Xiao Bury nodded, shielded the wind and sand with his hand and looked into the distance, and after a while, raised a finger, "There, that direction is the east, where Wang Cheng'a is, but be careful, under the desert, dark souls hidden under the sand often appear, suddenly appear to attack." ”

"Dark Souls?"

In the Black Bear Tribe for the first 2 days, Yan Luo had been meditating and practicing Qi while being familiar with the Five Elements Spirit Root, and now he didn't know what the Dark Soul was.

"The souls of the dead are polluted, some directly become ghosts, and some will occupy the bodies of warriors left behind by the war between the Terrans and the Witches, and become undead."

Xiao Bury was talking, in the distance ahead, in the swept wind and sand, one by one bodies rose from the ground, it was some shriveled zombies, they were all elite warriors of the human race or the witch race in life, but now they have become undead manipulated by dark souls, the once strong body left only dry and withered wind dust, a large number of terrible wounds all over the body surface, some places even exposed bones, some deep eye sockets are woven with fine cobwebs.

More than 20 undead appeared.

Among them was a small giant who was fierce even if he was dead, with three heads growing above his neck - this was the warrior of the three kingdoms of the Wu tribe, and the weapon he held was not a metal sword, but a thick rock totem.