Mysterious journey

The owner of Wuguang Island showed a dumbfounded expression.

Although they were speechless, and there was nothing they could do about Feros' bad taste in making the seed of the ancestral gods into this shape, they still had to absorb it.

The shape is like this, but the content is not

The two of them sat down cross-legged, facing the transparent isolation box made of crystal, stretched out their palms close to each other, and began to close their eyes and use secret martial arts to slowly absorb the life inside.

The majestic and turbulent pure vitality was like a flowing stream, slowly flowing into Galen and Wu Guang's body along the only channel of the isolation box.

This active breath is much stronger than the one in the air before, but it appears to be extremely peaceful and not as aggressive as the active breath in the air.

While the two of them were absorbing it, they could also clearly see that the green stool in the isolation box was slowly shrinking.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Unconsciously, the night gradually became brighter, the green light gradually dimmed, and the sky began to turn fish-belly white.

I don't know how long it took, but Garen suddenly opened his eyes.

Roar!

The red dragon shadow on his face flashed away.

"The fourth dragon head is also integrated." He felt the changes in the Black Water True Skill in his body with a hint of relaxation. Nine-headed dragon has already had four dragon heads absorbed by him.

The absorption of the dragon head does not bring him more power, but is just a transfer, transferring the power of the totem into the evolutionary power of the secret weapon.

The totem weakened, and the secret weapon evolved. This is a qualitative transformation.

There is actually no change in the total amount of power, but when this qualitative transformation is completed, Miwu will in turn affect the human body itself, reaching a new and unprecedented level of evolution.

As expected, the power of Heishui Zhengong became stronger again. The nine-headed dragon totem only had five heads left, but under the influence of anger, it was no longer dying, but full of energy.

It is estimated that it won't be long before the fifth faucet can be integrated.

This is the benefit of the seed of the ancestral gods.

Garen suddenly remembered the original function of the ancestral god's seed, which was to enhance the power of the totem.

He closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in his body. Sure enough, the organs and internal organs in his body became more active than ever before, and he could control the Nine-headed Dragon more freely in his mind. There seems to be a lot of room left.

Garen opened his eyes and looked at his attribute column.

‘Power 14. Agility 10. Physique 10. Intelligence 10. Potential 35124%. Possess the qualification of silver lantern technician.

Ancestral God Seed Strengthening: Add 1 extra control totem. ’

"Increase the number of totems controlled by one head? Not bad." Garen nodded with satisfaction. Compared with the gains from accelerating the fusion of dragon heads, the increased power of the totem is in vain.

Originally I just planned to get some benefits, but I didn't expect that it could actually shorten the fusion time. This was an unexpected gain.

The sky brightened.

Garen and Wu Guang walked out of the stronghold and absorbed the Ancestral God Seed. Although they benefited, their expressions were extremely strange.

Walking along the woods between the strongholds, guards were patrolling around. There were almost no totem masters out there. They were probably still consolidating the seeds of the ancestor gods they had absorbed.

Before the seeds were condensed, the atmosphere here was the strictest. Everyone was wary of each other, and disputes and conflicts could break out at any time. But after condensation, we have to wait for another year, and the natural atmosphere becomes much more relaxed.

Channia also sent out general training guards, led by low-level totem divisions to patrol. The conflict has been reduced a lot, and these patrol teams can handle general affairs well enough.

Garen and the two walked outside, but they did not expect that after the Ancestral God Tree released the tree seeds, the plants in the forest seemed to have changed a lot. Some vegetation completely changed, some trees were completely sucked dry by parasites, and the entire forest was almost completely destroyed. A big change.

There was also the Ancestral God Tree's huge force field that prohibited flying in the air, and the two of them almost got lost for a while.

Seeing the guards and patrols appearing around him from time to time, Wu Guang was about to wave to a few people to lead the way. Suddenly, Garen's eyes flashed.

"No rush. I'll do it."

Garen glanced at the patrols passing by, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"You! Come here!" He pointed at a shorter patrolman not far away.

This guy was wearing full-body white vine armor and a helmet. He lowered his head and followed the team in a respectful manner, making him inconspicuous.

There was a faint red light in Garen's eyes, and he glanced at the patrolman again.

The captain of this patrol team heard the shouting and trotted over to the two of them.

"My lord, what are your orders?" The captain was an older, middle-aged man, looking groveling.

"We can't find the road. The terrain changed drastically last night and we need someone to lead the way. No need to look, it's him!" Garen pointed to the short man at the back of the team.

"Okay, okay, Garfield, you follow this gentleman, help the two adults lead the way, and come back to report to me after you are done. Do you understand?" The captain turned back to the short man and said seriously.

"Understood!" The short man's voice was hoarse.

"What's wrong with your voice?" The captain was stunned and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, I just had a cold yesterday." The short Garfield replied quickly.

The captain patted him on the shoulder and lowered his voice.

"Go ahead and do your best. Maybe these big guys will be rewarded when they are happy."

The short Garfield nodded heavily.

After explaining some trivial matters, Garfield was left to stand with Garen Wuguang. The patrol team continued to patrol.

When the team was far away, Garen looked at the short Garfield.

"Okay, we plan to take a closer look at the Ancestral God Tree. Is it okay if you take us there?"

Garfield kept his head lowered, his body trembled slightly, and he answered quickly. "No problem! Of course no problem."

Wu Guang also noticed something wrong on the side at this time, but looking at Jia Lung's appearance, he didn't say much, just to see what Jia Lung was planning to do.

The three of them turned around and walked inside the dense woods, walking quickly.

At this time, the totem masters in each stronghold also came out to wander around, obviously familiar with the changed terrain. When most of the totem masters saw Garen and his group, their eyes flashed with vigilance, and they quietly avoided them, pretending not to recognize them.

Only a few totem masters who were absolutely confident in their own strength passed by the three of them from time to time.

As we get closer and closer to the Ancestral God Tree, the surrounding strongholds also become closer, and the density of totem masters gradually increases.

Every ten meters you walk, you can see the totem masters walking through the stronghold in the woods around you. These totem masters wore different clothes and were obviously foreign enemies from different forces.

Soon, the three of them returned to the second-level triangle again and walked towards the first-level inner triangle.

Just in front of this passage, a group of men in red were guarding the entrance. The leading man's eyes flickered, staring at the passing totem masters.

The core first level, after the condensed seeds, no longer has the previous warning, and anyone can enter and exit. Many totem masters, like Garen and others, who intended to get close to the Ancestral God Tree to observe the largest Ancestral God Pillar, also walked in along the triangular stronghold gap channel at this time.

A protective wall has been built on the core layer, and there are only three access points that can be entered and exited at will.

But at this time, this group of people in red appeared at the entrance of the passage.

They were not guards, but they stood beside the guards, staring at the passers-by with their eyes, as if looking for something.

The three of Garen walked directly to the entrance of the passage and followed a group of moon-white robed totem masters in front.

As he got closer and closer to the man in red, Garen could faintly feel that Robin Garfield, who was leading the way, seemed to be a little tense.

He is nervous.

Fortunately, the three of them passed the passage without any danger. The leader in red just stared at the three of them, stayed on the patrol for a while, and then moved away.

After passing the high wall pass, the front is the shade area covered by the Ancestral God Tree. The huge Ancestral God Tree is like an extremely huge green umbrella, sticking straight into the earth, with a clear small lake surrounding the trunk. Groups of jumping little mushrooms chased each other and played with each other, making babbling children's sounds. There were faint green light spots lingering in the air, which turned out to be the same green light spots as last night.

Giant crystal butterflies flapped their wings and flew around the tree trunk. Transparent, yellow, white, black, all kinds of butterflies are colorful, shuttling and staying in the seven-color flowers four to five meters high.

"Stop!!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind the three of them. The voice was low, like thunder, causing the ears of the moon-white-robed totem master next to him to roar and buzz.

There was a click of lightning, and a dark blue electric light flashed away, falling directly in front of everyone, turning slightly, and a man in red appeared.

The man was tall and dark-skinned, but his eyes were like lightning, and his eyes were as dazzling as the sun. A red robe was like a tight-fitting suit on his body, highlighting his strong muscle lines.

The most surprising thing is that there is a little blue-black fluorescence on the right side of his neck, like a firefly lying there, clearly visible, only the size of a soybean.

The man's eyes glanced at Garen and the two, but fell directly on the patrolman Garfield who was leading the way.

"This person is very suspicious. I suspect he is a traitor who escaped from our evil sect. Someone come!"

"exist!"

"Take down the traitor and take him back for interrogation!" The man raised his hand, and the two men in red immediately pounced on the patrolman Garfield.

"Huh? In front of me, you dare to arrest the person who led me! The Evil God Cult is so majestic!" Garen's eyes widened, and his figure instantly blocked Garfield.

"Hydra Galen, I haven't settled the old accounts with you yet. It seems that you don't intend to leave Shannia alive." The dark-skinned man's face darkened, and his sharp gaze fell on Galen.

"Now that you know my identity, it seems that your evil cult still hasn't learned its lesson." Garen's face turned cold, knowing that the man in front of him was no ordinary character.

"Thunder God Havana, it's me you want to arrest, don't implicate other people!" Unexpectedly, the little patrolman lifted his helmet, revealing a head of white hair. He was a short boy with the word "Sichuan" between his eyebrows.

He faced the God of Thunder head-on and was not afraid at all.

Unexpectedly, the owner of Wuguang Island walked to the front with a mean smile.

"You all get out of the way, today I want the Evil God Cult to know why the flowers are so red!!"

In fact, when it comes to adding updates, my habit of writing books is to put all my energy into it every day. That is to say, two chapters take a day's energy, three chapters also takes a day's energy, and four chapters also take a day's effort. So evenly divided, it is bound to be resulting in a decrease in quality.

My book is a buyout, and I will pay more if I add more words. The more words there are, the more money I will make, so it’s not that I don’t want to add more, it’s just that I have no choice. As an author, you should at least be responsible for the quality of your work and the readers. ?

Although I am very grateful to the leader of Yiyiyan, there is really nothing I can do about this extra update, so this is the fundamental reason why I don’t support everyone’s tipping too much. I feel guilty.