Qin Sang thought to himself.

...

After the initial chaos in the Frost Valley, it became extremely quiet and the atmosphere was solemn.

The young witch monk took away the spirit insects from Frost Valley and hid in the palace. The guards of Frost Valley obeyed Mr. Wen's orders and performed their own duties. Only Mr. Wen was left in the sky.

"I don't know who is coming, if I, Yao, have something to offend..."

Mr. Wen's voice was as loud as thunder, and he was heard outside the array, trying to delay time with words.

When he saw the sword star hanging in the sky, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he screamed in his heart, and he opened his mouth and spit out a pink light of inspiration.

The spiritual light wrapped around a spirit insect, like a round meat pillar, with pink and smooth skin and a thousand feet long. It is a thousand feet.

As if it had just woken up, the spirit insect stretched, and its body grew rapidly, and in an instant it turned into a ten-foot giant insect.

The originally pink skin turned into extremely hard armor, revealing jagged fangs at the opening of his mouth, making him fierce and evil!

‘Swish!’

Old Wen's body flashed and he threw himself into the mouth of the spirit insect and was swallowed into the belly of the spirit insect.

Then the spirit insect shook its head and drilled into the ground, leaving a huge hole.

A rumbling sound came from the underground.

'boom!'

With a loud bang, the earth and rocks cracked, shooting out a huge flesh pillar, like the tentacles of the earth. The spiritual insect's tail hooked up with the earth, and its body swayed wildly, as if it was about to rush out of the formation and eat away the enemy outside.

‘Boom! Boom! Boom!’

There were loud noises one after another, and dozens of spiritual insects rushed out in the blink of an eye, and new spiritual insects continued to be born.

This spirit insect transforms into a forest of spirit insects by transforming Frost Valley into a forest of spirit insects.

The guards of the Frost Valley, who were guarding the formation, received the order from Mr. Wen and tried their best to operate the formation. Countless mysterious patterns appeared above the Frost Valley, bent and interlaced, forming complex patterns, emitting a mysterious aura.

Suddenly a pattern peeled off from it, floating towards one of the spirit insects, and merged into the armor on its body. The surface of the armor flashed, not only with some patterns, but also with a little heavier.

Soon all the spirit insects were blessed by the patterns and merged with the formation through the patterns on their bodies. Then they couldn't wait to rush out of the formation, without fear of the fierce sword intent outside, and were extremely fierce.

"Is this the power of the divine pattern?"

Qin Sang was above and saw this scene in his eyes.

The inheritance of the divine pattern of the witch clan in the Storm Realm was cut off, and the witch clan in the vast world certainly knew how to use the gifts of gods. This is the power given to them after the blood of gods and humans merged. It is one of the mediums for them to communicate with the world. Like witch curses, it contains magical powers that cannot be guessed by common sense.

This pattern composed of divine patterns is called totem by the witch clan today. It is believed that it is the carrier that carries the gods and is an extremely complex system. Each clan has different divine patterns and totems.

It is said that the power of "totem" also exists in the barbarians.

In ancient times, there were no alien races. The human races similar to barbarians, Mo people, and night tourists were all called Yi Ren. They were once excluded and angry because they looked like human races. Unfortunately, when the human race dominated the spiritual world, they did not pity their situation, but drove them out of the territory of the Great Zhou.

Some races have long been destroyed, some have been enslaved, and most of the surviving races are said to live in the northern part of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the northern part of Duizhou and Ganzhou. Further north is the endless wilderness and the territory of the demon race. It is in the gap between the human race and the demon race. The situation of these races can be imagined.

The totem of the barbarians is used to stimulate the powerful qi and blood power in their bodies, and they are two concepts: the totem of the witch clan.

At present, this kind of totem obviously has some kind of defensive power, allowing these insect bodies to dare to rush out of the formation and fight against the sword formation.

"But I don't know how many swords I can block?"

Qin Sang was determined to test the power of the witch clan's totem. With his heart moving, nearly a hundred sword stars trembled and turned into meteors and fell from the sky.

...

Just when the Shuanggu was attacked, the warning was transmitted to a witch city in the distance.

There is a strange peak that runs through the sky outside the city, which is regarded as a holy mountain by the witch people in the city.

At this time, two people were drinking each other under the moon, one old and one young.

Suddenly, the atmosphere of watching the moon was broken, the old man's face was slightly dark, and he put down his wine glass, "Frost Valley was attacked! The enemy was unknown!"

Every time a word is said, the old man's figure fades a little.

The young man shouted, "Elder Yun, wait! Your and my cave is located near Shuanggu. The enemy can tell with a little investigation. They dare to attack Shuanggu and have already calculated you and me. We must not disperse our strength and give the enemy a chance to defeat them one by one! Shuanggu has Mr. Wen. If he can hold on for a while, we should contact the third brother first, and then go together after we meet him."

"Brother, I thought it through thoroughly!"

The old man's body became solid again.

Outside the city.

There was a person standing in the forest, his figure and the shadows of the trees overlapped, and his breath was like a dead tree, without any turbulence. It was Wuyan.

The cold eyes were always staring at the top of the mountain.

Gradually, Wu Huo frowned, and his opponent was not immediately taken away as he expected.

After a moment.

Wu Huo's eyebrows stretched out and he sneered in his heart, "After all, I can't sit and watch the Frost Valley be broken!"

The goal has been achieved, and the next thing we will see is how long it can be delayed in Frost Valley.
Chapter completed!