"Give you eyes and magical powers, and consume my power."

In my mind, a majestic voice sounded again, "Go to hunt! You must obtain enough prey to worship me!"

"Oh, OK! OK!"

Qing Ming came to his senses and nodded quickly to agree.

In this southern wilderness where survival is difficult, there is never anything you get for nothing. If you get it, you have to give it. This is natural.

Since you have obtained your eyes and supernatural powers from "Mr. Wood Emperor", you must report it to "Mr. Wood Emperor". Naturally, Qing Ming will not misunderstand this principle.

Picking up the bow and arrow, Qingming jumped out of the house.

The stealth technique was activated, and the figure hid into the darkness and silently sneaked out of the tribal garrison. Even the witch-level leader of the Night Guard had never discovered Qing Ming's movements.

"The magical powers given by the Wood Emperor are so powerful?"

Qingming felt a sense of ecstasy in his heart.

With his current third level of "Witch Man", it is a very different place compared to the Great Witch. However, under the stealth technique, even the Great Witch cannot detect it, which is very terrifying!

The twelve levels of the witch, and then the "little witch" is the "little witch" and then the great witch. A few big realms are different, and it is unimaginable that he can still hide the perception of the great witch.

Boss Li said that the "witches" in this world do not cultivate the soul. The "invisible illusion" that deceives this kind of deceiving perception and deceiving divine thoughts have poor resistance!

The night is vast!

The nights in the southern wilderness are undoubtedly very dangerous.

However, the dark wild jungle was as bright as daylight under Qingming's eyes, and was visible in a tiny bit.

The natural wood power of the Qingyi tribe is even more suitable for the jungle. Along the way, Qingming quietly approached the territory of a single-horned bear.

This is a giant beast that is ten feet long.

The huge power and sharp minions made it the overlord of this jungle.

"If the wild beast close to the level of the Great Witch, I can't even connect it to the close without the magical powers and secret techniques."

He reached out and took off the longbow, and put on an arrow of dark green arrows. Qingming slowly pulled out the longbow.

There is no doubt that the arrow cluster has been poisoned.

Even the "Soul Broken Grass" specializing in refining medicine in the tribe did not dare to touch it. However, under the "poison tempering technique", Qing Ming easily extracted the "Soul Broken Grass" poison.

"call out!"

The sharp arrow left the string and roared through the sky.

"roar!"

The roar of the sky alarmed the barbarian bear. With a roar, the one-horned barbarian bear suddenly jumped up, widened its bear's eyes, looked around, looking for possible enemies.

The Unicorn Bear didn't care about this arrow.

The barbarian bear living near the Qingyi tribe has long seen countless arrows. It is not an attack from the Great Witch Realm, at most it can cut a little skin and not hurt it at all.

However... this arrow is completely different from the previous arrow.

Cutting a little skin is enough!

"bite!"

The arrow shot on the bear's thick fur, making a sound like hitting a stone. The sharp arrow broke through the thick hair, and scratched the bear's body, and then fell.

It's just a little scratch, less than an inch long.

"Ao..."

With a shrill tragic roar, the unicorn bear fell to the ground with a "thump".

"The poison of the Soul-Breaking Grass is really terrifying!"

Qing Ming was very happy. This was his first hunt in the true sense. He hunted a one-horned bear.

"I'm not a useless person anymore! I'm not a useless person anymore! I'm no longer a useless person anymore!"

Holding his fists tightly, Qing Ming shouted in his heart, wishing to prove to everyone that I, Qing Ming, are no longer a waste!

"The prey is OK, keep working hard!"

When Qingming walked to the unicorn bear, the sound of his mind reminded him that this prey... only 10% of it, and 90% of it will be worshipped to "Mr. Wooden Emperor".

Isn't it very dark?

Li Yu said, I am still good!

The so-called "replenishment method" that Pangu gave Ji Hao was given to him, and only one percent was returned to him.

My share ratio is ten times more kind than Pangu!

"Mr. Muhuang, this is a sacrifice dedicated to you."

Qing Ming naturally knew the situation of sacrifice in the tribe. The "Mr. Wood Emperor" on him must have existed the same existence as the ancestor spirit in the tribe.

"good!"

With a praise, a green light flashed, piercing the huge barbarian bear like a whisker. In an instant, the barbarian bear's huge body disappeared, leaving only a little ashes.

"This is yours!"

As soon as the words finished, a huge force of blood and energy surged like an angry tide.

"Um!"

Qing Ming groaned, feeling that there was a stream of magma in his body, and a volcano would erupt at any time and his whole body would explode into ashes.

"I can't stand this little power?"

As soon as the Jianmu branch whipped gently, the qi and blood swelling in Qingming's body calmed down instantly.

"Why don't you hurry up and use your skills?"

"Oh, yes! Yes!"

Qingming quickly used the practice techniques of the Qingyi tribe, and the meridians lit up one by one, constantly absorbing the power gathered in his body.

"Tsk tsk! What kind of magic is you breaking the martial arts? The good human body actually merged with the blood of the Wood Clan? Are you practicing the meridians of the Wood Clan? The human race, one of the three Pangu tribes, is putting the cart before the horse to do this!"

While Qing Ming was practicing martial arts, the disdainful sneer of "Mr. Muhuang" sounded.

"Uh? Lord Muhuang, is there any problem with the martial arts I practiced?"

Qingming was stunned and confused.

The magic trick I practice is the martial arts that have been passed down by the Qingyi tribe for countless years. How come it became a "breaking martial art" with Lord Muhuang?

As for the "Pangu Three Clans" and so on, Qingming simply couldn't understand what it meant.

"Okay, I'll explain it to you. Back then, your human race took this path and was also related to the first Qing Emperor."

"Muhuang" sighed, "The human race, like the dragon race and the phoenix race, are all Pangu bloodlines. The dragon and phoenix people are collectively called Pangu's three tribes. However, the human race inherits Pangu's potential and its natural power is very weak."

"At the beginning of the birth of the human race, it became the food of all carnivorous races in the wilderness. In order to seek a way to survive, the human race asked for the Qing Emperor. The Qing Emperor guided a way, which was to worship some naturally powerful races and integrate their bloodlines."

"So... the Jinwu tribe, the Bifang tribe, the Zhuque tribe, the Qingyi tribe, etc., various human tribes were born."

"That's right!"

Hearing the introduction of "Muhuang", Qingming nodded, "Is there anything wrong with this? If this is not the case, how can the weak human race survive without power?"

"This method is just a temporary solution! To reach the peak, you must follow the path of the human race's true body and cannot take other ways. Although this method has power, it loses its future."

"But... I can't survive anymore, what's the future?"

Qingming's reason is very simple, but... very correct. It makes the "Muhuang" speechless.

"What about you? It's okay to live! Are you still talking about the future? Do you want to reach the peak of this world?"

"Is this the pinnacle of this world?"

Qing Ming took a deep breath and raised his head, "Of course I want to! Of course I want to step into the peak of the world!"

"very good!"
Chapter completed!