The palace, the temple of the gods.

"The Totem of Tomb is a totem of spiritual illusion. It is extremely rare. It contains three kinds of suitable magical powers. It is located on the seventh row of wooden shelves..."

According to the guidelines, Fang Yuan found the introduction and supernatural powers belonging to the totem of Yu, and suddenly understood why it was difficult to cultivate before the nine.

"The totem of the scorpion, there are too few, there are fewer magical powers, and the choice is very narrow..."

He looked at the introduction a little and found that these magical powers were derived from the barbarians who had cultivated the totems of the original to the realm of the Fa, and then searched for them and inscribed them.

Even so, there are only three.

"It seems that because the Totem of Tomb appears too little, the study of Zu Ting is not so deep..."

Fang Yuan’s hand was playing with a hint of mist, showing a smile: “Although the totem of the totem is only equivalent to the five or six totems of the body, but the auxiliary ability in spirit and illusion is not worse than those of the three products... However, master There are very few masters of Totem, so no one knows this little secret."

He calmed down and looked at the three-door supernatural powers: "Shentong can be divided into ordinary supernatural powers, great supernatural powers, peerless supernatural powers, three-product totems, and at least supernatural powers! But here..."

"Fog, fantasy, mirage? It's all ordinary magic..."

The totems under the three products cannot be self-generated and can only be inscribed by practitioners.

And these magical powers, some imitated from the three-product totem, and some are self-realization of the practitioners.

"For example, these two fogs and illusions, the magical powers carved from the higher waters of the three-product totem, are more biased towards the water system... As for the mirage!"

Fang Yuan picked up a blue animal skin and looked at the beginning.

'I... 蚩 soul, have a totem of 蜃, although it is only five products, but I believe that I can become a strong, mirage, it is my own magical power, only a little less than the big god, I have a hunch, Give me a few more years, I will be able to perfect it...'

In the following, it is a supernatural introduction.

"The big illusion class... really good..."

Fang Yuan nodded and looked down. It was obviously the handwriting of another person: "The soul of the totem, the totem of the totem is the strongest, and after going out to Yuan Dan, he went out and disappeared. If he did not return for ten years, he was judged to have died..."

"It's a pity... If you can grow up, you will definitely become a illusionist!"

Fang Yuan sighed: "Just choose this mirage!"

The other two supernatural powers are even worse, and he has no interest in watching more.

Even if it is a mirage, it is not intended to be directly inscribed, but to enlighten itself and to supplement it.

The soul can be self-aware, and he certainly can do it.

......

"Just joined the Mang Palace, you can choose a magical and combat skills for free, and then it will cost..."

The totem of the three products is only the most suitable magical power for self-generation, but above the law, you can engrave more than one magical power! For the barbarians, this is a rare opportunity to comprehend the law, so they are very cherished.

Fang Yuan is different from them, and naturally wants to use it early: "The gods are selected, then, it is the combat skills, hoping to find a higher level than the chaos..."

He turned to a palace, and suddenly, a flame came.

"Suzaku fire? Who is so devoid of morality, littering the flames?"

Fang Yuan’s face sank and went to the source.

Bang!

There, many teenagers are in a circle, and there are two teenagers in the confrontation.

"Well? Is it Beichenyan? His opponent, there is a moon mark on the animal skin, is the moon-moon tribe?"

Hey!

The teenager of the Mochizuki tribe snorted and released the totem. It was a black snake with two wings and manipulating the mysterious water.

"Two products totem black water mysterious snake?"

"Fang Yuan, you are here!"

Beitang is very angry with Qingteng. He did not wait for Fang Yuan to ask questions, and he confessed everything: "These old people are too bullying!"

"Haha, a few new people, you don't know, some setbacks for the new talents are the tradition of our barbaric!"

On the opposite side, several young people joked and said: "You have lost, this North Chen Yan, although powerful, can't last long, it will be defeated by Xuan Mo's brother!"

"No! I haven't lost yet, Suzaku!"

In the field, Beichenyan roared, and Suzaku lit up a red-colored incomplete rune.

The orange-yellow Suzaku fire is like a flower in midair.

"Black Water Magic!"

Black clothes black ink snorted, black water mysterious snake fan wings, a layer of black water came, extinguished the flame, drowning the Suzaku.

Beichenyan retired several steps and two blood flowed out of his nose.

"This younger brother, your Suzaku is very good, but unfortunately, the manipulation is still too rough!"

Xuan Mo shook his head and returned to the youth.

"Oh! You are the last of them, Fang Yuan? I heard that the totem is a waste, only the knife is not bad, who is coming?"

A group of barbarian youths chatted and discussed, and the last young man with a long gun came out: "Sunburst, Xuchen, playing with you, I don't need totem!"

"Then I won't use it anymore."

Fang Yuan smiled and answered, floating off the scene.

"This square!"

Qingteng and Beichen Yan are anxious: "It's stupid!"

However, they simply do not know the true thoughts of Fang Yuan.

‘After coming to the ancestral court, my talents can show it...’

In the Beichen Department, if you are too genius, let Beichen feel threatened, then you may not be able to wait for Yan Luo to lead, you will encounter ‘accident’!

But among the ancestors, all tribes are treated equally! Even the North Chen Department did not dare to make small moves.

Nature is better, the higher the attention, the more resources there are.

Maybe there will be high-level people who can see the hunters and take the initiative.

Fang Yuan’s mentality is naturally moving with the world. At this time, entering the world, it is necessary to abide by the rules of the world, and it will not resist the teacher’s.

Everything is to be stronger! Thereby winning the supreme bet!

"Fire Tree Silver Flower!"

Xu Chen gave a light drink, a little gun on his hand, and a gunshot all over the place.

"Chaotic cloak, ninety-nine one!"

Fang Yuan took out nine knives in the air and smashed into one.

when!

The blade and the tip of the gun are a little lighter, and both of them are at the touch of a finger.

"Good, come again!"

As soon as Xu Chen’s eyes lit up, the long gun in his hand suddenly turned into a black dragon, as if he had his own life, and his claws came out and broke the darkness of the cloaking knife.

"The gun business is only one step away from comprehending the guns. In this barbarian palace, the genius is quite a lot..."

Fang Yuan took a knife in his body, and the man walked with the knife and left the long gun range in an instant.

"happy!"

Asahi took the gun in an instant, and the next moment, the pike was as if the poisonous dragon came out of the hole.

"The knife is in the world!"

Fang Yuan gently drank, the black knives on his hand turned into a flexible fish, and smashed with the black dragon.

choke!

A clear sound rang.

Xu Chen stepped back and forth, his face was ugly.

"what?"

The other youths of the Barbarian Palace were surprised to see this scene: "Xu Chen’s single weapon is simply the first in our barnacle. Will he lose?"

"I lost this game, but I will continue to challenge you, this time, I will use the totem!"

As early as Xuchen roared, a blue-colored two-legged dragon totem emerged behind him, directly roaring into the gun: "Take me a dragon 13 guns!"

"Shameless!"

When Bei Chenyan saw this scene, he immediately called: "The power of plundering the peaks of the country is completely pressing people!"

"Oh? Use the dragon totem, increase the shots?"

Fang Yuan’s eyes are bright: "It’s a real obsessive shot, but unfortunately..."

If it is an ordinary boy, I am afraid that I will only admit one way to go.

But he is totally different!

"Give me...break!"

Fang Yuan raised the knife and looked at the center line.

boom!

Gunshots emerged, and there was a sudden dawn.

It seems that he deliberately sent the rifle to Fang Yuandao.

"Even so, I have the power of three totems, how can your knife be my opponent..."

Xu Chen was arrogant, but the next moment, the eyes seemed to see a sharp edge!

This is a knife light, condensed to the extreme knife light, a knife out, can not stop.

puff! wave!

In an instant, the three-product totem two-legged dragon was knocked out. At the same time, the black knives also cut the long gun and resisted the throat of Xuchen.

"I surrender……"

He reluctantly said three words and immediately passed out.

"Even Xu Xuchen lost..."

"In the barbaric palace, he is the top ten player, especially a rifle." After the integration with the totem, it is even more powerful. It is so defeated!"

The provocative teenagers looked at Fang Yuan with horror: "And... he has not yet inspired the totem."

"Who else?"

Fang Yuan Heng knife immediately, quite a bit of pride.

"I, Xuan Mo!"

The young boy of Blackwater Xuanzi once again shot, and the two-winged black snake was overwhelming: "The knife is no better, but it will be killed by my totem, black water!"

"cut!"

Fang Yuan’s blade flashed a glimmer of light and went straight.

wave!

The blackwater mysterious snake totem suddenly collapsed, and the black ink spit out the blood, which also fell down.

"My sorrow..."

"I am Beiqing!"

......

The people who challenged were one after another, but every time they played against each other, they were killed by Fang Yuan and fainted.

"Of course... all are a knife..."

Next to it, the nine deacons looked at this scene, and their eyes slowly widened: "This is the world of knives? Ordinary totems encounter a knife, it is a slap in the face, unless the essence of the law."

"This boy... I also said that his dead wood can't be carved, but now, when you plunder the ground, you will understand the knife, and the rule of the knife will get started?"

"How? What is my vision?"

Yan Luo did not know when he came to Jiuyi and asked with a smile.

"I have a unique vision, I am convinced!"

Nine from the solemn answer: "I want to report to my ancestors, can not bury these geniuses!"

"Then go quickly!"

Yan Luo waited until the departure of the nine, watching the scorpion in the field was full of shock: "actually..."

In fact, even he couldn't imagine it, Fang Yuan could actually get better!

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