The leader of the Qing tribe returned to the tribe.

As soon as he lifted the bone spear, the commander of the big shield was shocked when he saw it.

"Chief, why are you so injured?"

The leader had several penetrating wounds on his abdomen, and a beating heart could be seen on his chest. His intestines were covered by clothes and did not fall out.

The leader had a gloomy face, "I went to pick Miaomiao back, but was injured by someone. In addition, that person is the main messenger who releases the evolutionary path.

He is an evil cultivator who stole my tribe's forbidden magic and released it in order to destroy our plan."

The commander frowned, "Miao Miao, this kid, is not kind to others. He is still too simple. He has been in the tribe and has never seen any bad people."

"It doesn't matter, he will come back, don't worry about him."

The leader said, "Prepare the Sequence 2 parasite. I want to try again."

The leader was surprised, "Are you trying to evolve again? How long has it been since you changed your parasite? Can your body withstand it?"

"If you can't win in a fight, you're a piece of trash and it's time to change."

…

Soon, the leader came to a secret room.

In front of him was a huge glass jar filled with transparent yellow liquid.

In the liquid, there was a huge, strange-shaped mollusk with a grassy green color and many suckers.

It lay motionless inside, like a snake soaked in medicinal wine. The lid of the glass jar was opened, and a pungent smell came from it.

If you look carefully, you can see that there is still a label on the jar, but it has decayed and faded and is no longer clearly visible. There is only a skull symbol.

"Little one, we meet again."

As the leader spoke, he took off his clothes, revealing his strong muscles. As he performed his exercises, the muscles squirmed, scales grew, the muscles cracked, and those blood vessel-like things crawled onto his face.

He was beyond recognition.

"I met a person today who can actually use the power of the source of pollution."

The leader faced the glass jar and said to himself, "As far as I know, only things handed down from ancient civilizations can allow people to master this kind of power. He should be one of them, but I don't know which lineage he is from.

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Facts have proved that my choice was right. The power is reserved for people to use, rather than sealed and wasted."

He closed his eyes and thought, recalling the previous battle.

Especially the part that encounters memory modification.

Thinking about it carefully, it is difficult to do.

Next time we meet, it’s not certain who will win.

This is the only way to use it.

"It's all the bad things you forced me to do." The leader's eyes were cold, "When the thing is done, I will be the first to kill you."

I, a majestic member of the Qing clan, possess the forbidden secret technique of the previous era, will I be weaker than you?

evolution!

Plop.

He jumped into the glass jar. The liquid was cold and biting, and the blood vessels on his body were stimulated, like a loach sprinkled with salt, twisting rapidly and struggling fiercely.

And inside the glass jar, the green mollusk covered in suckers, like an octopus, quietly woke up and its limbs moved around.

"Come on," said the leader.

Then, he closed his eyes, emptied his mind, and did a retreat.

Those who practice Taoism still have reasons for doing things. As long as you close your eyes and don't think about it, you won't feel sick.

Immediately afterwards, the green suction cup on the soft body opened and crawled onto the leader's skin. Thin, blood-vessel-like threads pierced the skin and penetrated into his body along the wound on the chest.

There are also tentacles that penetrate through the mouth, nostrils, and even the edges of the eyeballs.

The leader showed pain on his face, but then the mollusk secreted some mucus, and the pain eased, and he showed a joyful feeling like enlightenment.

The blood-red blood vessel-like tissue in his body was squeezed out of the body by the powerful energy, fell off, and soaked in the tank, staining the surrounding tissue fluid red, like red blood sausage.

…

This lasted for three full hours.

In the Qing Tribe, an astonishing energy fluctuation suddenly erupted. A strong wind roared between the sky and the earth, and spiritual energy poured in.

The clan was in chaos.

"What happened?"

The commander was stunned for a moment, then his eyes were shocked and he quickly ran to the retreat room.

Then, he saw the leader of the suction cups, who had many green soft bodies on his body. His body was covered in ulcers and riddled with holes. When he took a step, viscous liquid dripped down his calves.

"Chief, what are you doing?"

The commander was shocked. He wanted to say it, but he didn't dare.

But there is definitely no need to eat lunch.

He suddenly realized that this is the principle behind cultivating immortals.

"Successful."

A smile appeared on the face of the leader of the Qing tribe, "Sure enough, I now understand the true meaning of breaking and then standing. That kid hurt me, but it gave me an opportunity to break through the barrier.

Now, I feel good."

He stretched his body, and the tentacles began to squirm violently, and they all retracted into his body. His breath was restrained.

Although they are not very compatible yet, they will be able to accumulate strength after running in for a while.

"What about the side effects?" the commander asked cautiously.

"It doesn't matter."

The leader smiled and said: "Do you think I'm crazy? Am I stupid? Or am I becoming more irritable?

The so-called parasite is just a tool. The tool does not care about good or evil, it depends on how you use it.

When we get out of this old land and return to the mainland, we will have the right to speak and do whatever we want. There is no need to worry about gains and losses now.

Furthermore, if there is a real risk of mental distortion, leave it to other tribes to do it. Anyway, those idiots like these things the most."

That's right too.

The leader felt relieved, and when he thought of the grand plan drawn by the leader, he felt excited.

Why, why do we have to live in a place like this, sitting on the only true Dharma, but have to live in peace with the world?

"Chief, someone from the Golden Crow tribe is visiting."

The commander said: "It's Ye Wuchen from the Golden Crow Clan."

The leader asked, "What happened to the creation that was sent to him last time?"

"Completely absorbed."

The commander said, "I have seen it. His strength has greatly increased now, his attitude is very good today, and he has been surrendered to the magic of our clan."

"Yes." The leader nodded, "Let him come to see me."

After a while, Ye Wuchen was led along.

He had his hands behind his back, his eyes were cold, and he looked left and right, with a bit of shock hidden in his eyes.

"Why are your Qing tribe's elixirs piled up like this? Have they just been picked?" Ye Wuchen looked at the pile of elixirs five to six feet high and glanced briefly.

The commander was surprised, "Master, are you interested in the dry wood we use to make the fire?"

"oh."

Ye Wuchen smiled lightly: "That's not true. Our clan rarely cooks and cooks by ourselves. These are all made by servants, so we don't see them very often."

The leader was envious, "There are still servants available, we all have to support ourselves."

City people are just different.

He also saw a group of rough guards patrolling with bare arms and carrying long guns.

That spear point

Glass dragon's teeth!

Ye Wuchen was shocked. Lilong was a legendary beast. It was born in Daze. It was extremely rare. Its teeth could be seen here and were used as ordinary weapons.

Do you use the magic weapon as a spear?

What a waste!

"Is there a glass dragon here?" Ye Wuchen asked calmly, "Is it also your food?"
To be continued...