Chapter 303 Totem·Wing (asking for monthly votes)

"Yes."

Diwu Xuan answered without hesitation.

"Leave here and go to where the three generations of grass witches came from."

Yi looked eastward in the direction of Diwu Xuan's finger.

"Before the end of the ice age, cross the frozen sea and go to another continent. When you get there, you can contact the Grass Tribe and tell them that the Fire Totem arranged for you to go there. They will take care of you."

Diwu Xuan said the idea that had long risen in his mind.

The battle slowly stagnated, first because the Dragon Totem was held in the hand of Diwu Xuan, and later because of the conversation between Yi and Diwu Xuan.

Yi looked back at the dragon tribe warriors. As the remaining dragon totems were extracted, the totem power on the warriors had slowly dissipated, and the war could no longer be fought.

"No..."

A sad voice suddenly rang out, and Gu's wife pushed the crowd aside and rushed up frantically.

"This is the Dragon Tribe's resident, this is the pride of the Dragon Tribe, we will live here, generation after generation..."

Diwu Xuan suddenly swung his arm, and a ball of totem fire was shot out by him, directly engulfing Gu's wife.

"Ah..."

She screamed sadly and was engulfed by the flames.

Yi's brows wrinkled, and there was a look of reluctance in his eyes.

"You can't command an army with kindness. If you want to lead the Dragon Tribe to survive, you must first learn to be cruel."

Diwu Xuan gave a simple lesson and didn't dwell on this topic.

The body of the sixth-generation leader couldn't bear it for too long, and he had something else he wanted to try.

"Tell me your decision. This is related to the survival of the Dragon Tribe."

Diwu Xuan urged.

Yi no longer hesitated and nodded vigorously: "Let's go. I will take away everything I can. Those who can't be taken away will be dealt with by the Fire Tribe."

As Yi made his decision, crying sounds came from the Dragon Tribe battle formation. It started with the women, then the children behind them, and finally some warriors in the front also cried quietly.

"Don't let the people of the Dragon Tribe have hatred in their hearts."

Diwu Xuan walked forward slowly and reached out to touch Yi's head, just like the little turtle touched Xiao Pangdui's head.

"This is good for both the Dragon Tribe and the Fire Tribe, and for you and me."

Looking at the bright smile on the face of the "sixth generation leader", Yi nodded vigorously, turned around and looked at the Dragon Tribe with a fierce look.

In his heart, he valued the Fire Tribe more. The reason why he insisted on leading the Dragon Tribe to the present was entirely to repay Gu's kindness, and had nothing to do with anything else.

"Don't move, no matter what changes happen, don't move, believe me."

Diwu Xuan spoke slowly, looking at Yi sincerely.

Yi was a little confused, but he still nodded and looked into the eyes of the sixth generation leader.

Although those eyes belonged to the sixth generation leader, he knew that the one looking at him through those eyes was Diwu Xuan, the Fire Totem.

Diwu Xuan gave Yi another smile and opened his right hand in the direction of the little turtle.

"Buzz..."

A strand of thick mist escaped from the Bagua space and fell into the palm of Diwu Xuan.

Diwu Xuan placed the thick mist on Yi's forehead and pointed at his forehead with his index finger.

As his fingers moved, the thick mist stuck to his fingers and fell on Yi's forehead, as if red-hot iron was branding a person's skin, making a sizzling sound and leaving a trail of mist on Yi's forehead.

"It hurts..."

"Bear with it."

Diwu Xuan shouted angrily, stopping Yi from escaping, and his right hand continued to point.

"Ah..."

Yi couldn't help but scream, but he stood firmly in place, allowing Diwu Xuan to do his work on his head, without moving.

Slowly, a complicated dragon character with a bit of hieroglyphic style gradually took shape.

"If I can awaken spirits, there is no reason why I can't give spirits. By borrowing the remaining power of the dragon totem, maybe I can directly make Yi a totem."

Diwu Xuan thought in his heart, his eyes were full of seriousness, and his hands moved slowly and carefully.

The human brain is very fragile, not to mention that Diwu Xuan did not use the blood of the sixth-generation leader, but the dense fog of the eighth-dimensional space, which is more likely to hurt Yi.

But Diwu Xuan felt that this had enough benefits, because giving spirits based on the dense fog of the eighth-generation space was like giving spirits with his blood, which would make the born spirits closer to him.

No one wants to cultivate an enemy by themselves. Diwu Xuan came up with the idea of ​​bestowing spirits not long ago.

To be more precise, it was after seeing the ancient battlefield last night.

If there really is an external force, then the totems will resist them. It would be a pity to kill the more than 30,000 people in front of them, but keeping them would be a disaster that would hinder the development of the Fire Tribe.

Therefore, it is best to push them away. If there is a war in the future, they can be pulled back.

And the attempt to bestow spirits on Yi was a spur-of-the-moment idea of ​​his.

Since animals can become totems, what about people?

He had been thinking about this problem a long time ago, and this time was a good opportunity to try.

As the word "dragon" was finished, Yi felt that his head was about to explode, and the hotness on his forehead made it impossible for him to think normally.

"Om..."

Diwu Xuan grabbed the remaining dragon totem in his hand and slowly tried to send this power into the dragon character.

With this power as a guide, he tried to create a brand new dragon totem.

"Wu..."

As soon as the remaining dragon totem power approached the dragon character on the wing forehead, it immediately began to drill into it.

"Roar..."

The remaining dragon totems roared impatiently.

"Slow down, or I'll annihilate you."

The Fifth Xuan shouted angrily, and the remaining dragon totems finally stopped madly pouring into the dragon character, which made Yi feel much better.

With the influx of the remaining dragon totems, Yi's forehead no longer felt the burning pain, but instead felt a warmth that slowly restored his ability to think.

At this time, he had already vaguely guessed what the Fifth Xuan was doing.

After all the remaining dragon totem power entered the dragon character, the Fifth Xuan turned Yi, who had closed his eyes to feel, around and faced the dragon tribe warriors behind him.

"If you want to revive the dragon totem, perform a sacrificial dance for your leader."

After saying this, Fifth Xuan could already feel his body collapsing. He directly controlled his spirit and flew back to the Bagua space.

"Step on the Sixth Generation Leader and don't let him do anything crazy, Baxia."

As soon as he entered the Bagua space, Fifth Xuan gave orders directly to Little Turtle.

Little Turtle didn't like the cruel Sixth Generation Leader, not to mention that he knew clearly what the Sixth Generation Leader had just done to Fifth Xuan, which made him even more impolite.

He came to the Sixth Generation Leader like the wind, and before the Sixth Generation Leader could completely take over his body, Little Turtle's big feet had already landed.

"Bang."

The Sixth Generation Leader was already stepped on by him.

Even if the Sixth Chieftain could control his body, he couldn't do anything with his crippled body.

Under the Fifth Xuan's gaze, the Dragon Tribe members were already dancing a sacrificial dance, and the totem fire began to gradually burn on Yi's forehead.

"The power of the Dragon Totem really worked."

Fifth Xuan said with admiration in the Bagua space.