Without allowing Jiang Cheng to refuse, the stream of light shot out from the ancestral spirit totem pole shot directly into Jiang Cheng's body.

Jiang Cheng felt a trembling body, and an inexplicable heat began to radiate towards his limbs and bones with his heart as the center.

The tingling pain in the chest, the severe pain in the head, and the almost numb hands seemed to be bathed in the wettest spring water at this moment.

Wherever the heat flow went, an unprecedented sense of power spread throughout Jiang Cheng's body. Especially the warm feeling around him made Jiang Cheng feel full of infinite power.

Slowly getting up from the totem pole of the ancestral spirit, Jiang Cheng's knife-like gaze locked tightly on the white owl standing not far away, and his unprecedented fighting spirit rose from Jiang Cheng's body.

"If you want to plunder the tribe members of my Geshan tribe, just step over my Jiang Cheng's body first!"

While shouting, Jiang Cheng suddenly exerted force and rushed towards Bai Xiao. Where Jiang Cheng's figure disappeared, he hit a small whirlwind on the ground.

"Apocalypse War Soul? Awakened?" Bai Xiao was also extremely shocked.

He did not expect that under his forced force, the Geshan clan actually produced an Apocalypse War Soul Awakened. According to records in the clan, every Apocalypse War Soul Awakened Person has infinite potential.

The future achievements will be 100% stronger than those of them, the ancestor spirits, the warriors who bless the soul.

A thousand thoughts flashed through my mind, and Bai Xiao suddenly burst into laughter. This was a god-given opportunity!

"You guy who just obtained the battle soul dares to challenge me, the third level of Chengen Realm, and seek death!"

While speaking, the white owl leaned down like a leopard, then rushed out suddenly. As he rushed out, a bluestone under his feet shattered inch, and a scream broke through the air, leaving only the afterimage in his body!

War soul skill - Leopard shadow strike!

Ge Xiong, the head of the Geshan tribe in the wooden building, changed his face again: "Bastard, he actually used his soul fighting skills. He wants..." As he spoke, Ge Xiong wanted to rush out again.

The white-haired grandfather gently pulled the clan leader Ge Xiong again, and looked in shock at the direction of the totem pole of the ancestral spirit: "Look at where..."

Ge Xiong's eyes were stunned again.

I saw the light gray light scattered from the totem pole of the ancestor spirit. No matter how fast Jiang Cheng's body was, there was always a light shining on Jiang Cheng like a projection.

"The projection of light is actually a heavenly-level protective spiritual power that can increase its combat power several times?"

Ge Xiong looked shocked: "I remember grandpa, you can only activate the totem of the Xuan-level to protect the spirit......

"Oh my God, what level of war soul has this kid awakened?"

In front of the hillside, Du Jing looked at Jiang Cheng and Bai Xiao who were about to run into each other in a daze.

The incident was developing too fast, and he didn't expect that things would develop like this.

However, his mood at this moment was extremely complicated.

Seeing that Bai Xiao was about to beat Jiang Cheng or even kill Jiang Cheng, he actually felt a faint pleasure in his heart.

Moreover, he was looking for reasons for himself, but he couldn't find a reason to rescue Jiang Cheng.

Bai Xiao is the third level of Chengen Realm, and he is only the first level.

Bai Xiao has a noble status, and dealing with him will cause great trouble to the tribe...

"Bang!"

Jiang Cheng's fist frightened to collide with Bai Xiao's leopard claws.

In an instant, the cruelty that emerged from Bai Xiao’s mouth turned into boundless fear, and then turned into pain that made Bai Xiao’s face distorted.

His eyes were full of shock!

The huge force broke his right arm into more than a dozen junctions. The huge force rushed him backwards and directly rushed into his internal organs.

If he hadn't had the third level of Chengen Realm, his body tempering had already achieved a small success, and his right arm had reduced a lot of impact, otherwise, this move alone would be enough to break his internal organs!

But even so, Bai Xiao still felt that his inner organs had been sucked into a ball!

The sound of collision exploded violently, waking Du Jing suddenly from his imagination.

The sound of cracking bones shattering endlessly, one of the figures was thrown high, and the blood from the corners of the mouth was sprinkled into a graceful arc.

"how so?"

When he saw Jiang Cheng falling back to the ground steadily and his light gathered around him, Du Jing's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times!

This result was too unexpected to him.

Many years in front of the hillside were also shocked at this moment, but in the next moment, the surprise of the teenagers turned into endless envy and worship!

But when the envy and worship of the young men just rose, the six White Owl tribes in animal skins who came with the White Owls behind immediately snatched out.

Two of them rushed towards Bai Xiao who fell to the ground, while the other four suddenly took the bow and opened the arrow.

The sharp arrow flashing with the cold and cold light instantly aimed at Jiang Cheng, who was looking at his hands in surprise at the same time.

The teenagers' joy was immediately driven away by the murderous intent of the six Bai Xiao members.

Jiang Cheng didn't expect that his punch would have such great power.

But at that time, my body was warm and seemed to have infinite power, and I started to fight against Bai Xiao.

At the same time, two figures of lightning shot out from the wooden building on the hillside, two or three miles away, and instantly arrived. Shi Tie, a young man who had disappeared before, also appeared behind them, with joy on his face.

"Young man, the spiritual power of the ancestral spirit totem pole is the most serious provocation to a tribe's dignity!"

The grandfather, who was galloping to the white-haired, ignored the bows and arrows of the four warriors of the Baihun tribe, walked gently to the twitching Bai Xiao who was falling to the ground and said with a serious look on his face.

When the Linggong of Geshan tribe mentioned this, Bai Xiao's mouth twitched a few times again, and a hint of fear finally rose in his eyes, and he couldn't help but tremble gently.

Bai Xiao knew very well the customs of the tribes around the Ten Thousand Miles of Beihun Mountains - blood can flow and head can be cut off, but the dignity of the ancestral spirit totem must not be damaged.

That would be a situation that would never stop...

Hearing that the Linggong of the Geshan tribe had instantly ascended the dignity of the totem of the Geshan tribe's ancestor spirit, several Baihun tribes who protected Bai Xiao couldn't help but chill.

"Ling Gong..."

When one of them was pleading for mercy, he was stopped by the grandfather of the Geshan tribe with gestures.

The white-haired grandfather squatted down and gently stroked Bai Xiao's forehead and said in a vast tone: "However, the totem of our clan's ancestor spirit is kind, and we don't blame you. Young man, stand up!"

The white-haired grandfather's voice seemed to have strange magic power. With the movement of his hands, the light scattered from the totem pole of the Geshan clan's ancestor spirit actually gathered on the grandfather's hand, and then the grandfather's touch penetrated into the white owl's forehead.

Bai Xiao's pale face suddenly regained a little bloody color. Bai Xiao, who had just shrunk into a ball, actually stood up.

But his right arm was still hanging there softly.

At this time, Bai Xiao, who was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat, and had a round trip at the gate of hell, had already understood what was going on.

After respectfully performing a single kneeling ceremony to the white-haired grandfather, Bai Xiao pointed at Jiang Cheng and shouted: "This time, you have the protection of the ancestor spirit totem spirit,

Next time I see you, I will definitely defeat you with my own hands and wash away my shame with your blood!”

"Let's go!"

While speaking, Bai Xiao turned around and leaped onto the Duleiji, and rushed away with a group of guards with a roar.

"It is said that the commander of my Baihun clan leader will be ordered that all the eight Baihun clans will be charged an additional 20% of the annual grain, and we will come to relieve the grain in half a month!" The lingering sound of Bai Xiao came from the wind from afar.

The sound of Bai Xiao leaving suddenly woke Du Jing, who was still immersed in shock.

Du Jing did not expect that Grandpa would resolve the disaster that Jiang Cheng hurt the Baihun clan's command envoy in just a few words.

When he was stunned, Du Jing walked forward with a bitter look on his face and said, "Grandpa, the patriarch, it's a pity that the great opportunity was destroyed by Jiang Cheng. Otherwise, our clan would be able to pay 10% of the annual grain less, and it would be better this winter."

Until this point, Du Jing still stubbornly thought that he was right. His decision was of great benefit to the tribe. Of course, it was more important to highlight that he was better than Jiang Cheng.

However, what surprised Du Jing was that after he finished his comments, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, a terrible silence!

When Du Jing looked up, he saw that the white-haired grandfather's face was full of pity.

The patriarch Ge Xiong, however, looked cold and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger!

"asshole!"

The next moment, while the patriarch Ge Xiong roared, Ge Xiong's huge slap had an extremely intimate contact with Du Jing's face!

Bang!

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Chapter completed!