Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Shao Xuan had heard before that there is a "root" of the horns in the old place, which is the fire pulse. The fire seed is not connected to the fire pulse, and it will not be complete.

But now, the fire is connected to the fire veins, completely detached from the fire pool, only some blue flames are supported, like a flame flower blooming on the fire pool.

According to the plan, the first stage is to get the fire out of the fire pit. Now, the first stage has been successfully completed.

Looking at the kind of fire floating above the fire pond, the old man Ziwu, Ao and the others all had complex expressions on their faces. From today, everything will change, and in the days to come, the fire in the fire pond will never be seen again. The "root" of the hometown is gone.

However, now is not the time to think too much, the two witches looked at each other, raised their hands, and stretched forward to get close to the flames in the fire pit.

The second phase is about to begin.

After the fire leaves the fire pond, the second stage is to extract the fire that originally melted into Zheng Luo's body.

The two witches chanted a witch spell at the same time, and Wu Li took a blue flame and stretched into the fire pool.

The flames in the fire pit swayed hula hula, as if calling for something.

Zheng Luo and others, the totem pattern like molten magma appeared on the body surface, the brighter, when the brightest, as if there was a shining light source shining in their body, the light came from their body The totem pattern is revealed, and it is extremely conspicuous.

However, after the brightness reaches its peak, you can see a little bit of sparks appearing on the totem pattern, and then the sparks expand into flames, burn along the totem pattern, and finally break away from them a little bit and converge toward the top of the body. This is similar to the change of the fire pulse on the ground just now.

Starting from the hands and feet, with a little bit of flame coming off, the bright totem pattern began to darken and the color became darker.

Palms, elbows, upper arms, shoulders...

Ankles, knees, thighs...

Until all the flames converged on the center of the eyebrows, the totem pattern on the face also turned into a dull dark color, but there was a little light in the center of the eyebrows, only a small point, but it was extremely bright, like a small sun. In the end, this light of fire escaped from their bodies and floated out. Gather back towards the fire pond.

Thousands of glowing dots, like an upgraded version of the firefly swarm on a summer night, rushed towards the fire pit.

The flames floating above the fire pool followed the influx of light spots, and the light in the center of the flames shone even more, illuminating the surroundings like daylight.

When the last bit of fire comes in. The flames in the fire pond made a sound of "hoo", like contented excitement, beating and howling. Among the flames, the double-horned totem is particularly shining, like the sharp horns on the head of a giant beast, and it is time to rush out to show its power.

Fire is born from heaven and earth. And when it changes, the people in the old place can clearly feel that there seems to be a majestic and shocking atmosphere between heaven and earth.

The second stage, the extraction of fire is completed!

Seeing this, the two witches feel at ease, but they must not relax. The last step must be cautious!

If the tribe decides to keep the original fire, it will end here, although it has been divided for thousands of years. But now, Tinder is finally truly complete. The two halves of the fire, plus the fire pulse, are all fused. This is what a truly complete Tinder looks like. After a thousand years of incompleteness, Tinder has finally been completed!

The ancestors who have passed away can rest in peace. And the guilt that had been condensed in the hearts of Zheng Luo and others finally dissipated.

The old man Wu sighed, since he had already decided to go that way. You have to go on firmly, without hesitation or distraction.

Immediately following the second stage, in the final and most critical step, they must integrate the complete fire into the body of every warrior.

The sound of the incantation became more and more high-pitched, and the flames in the fire pool suddenly rose into the sky, like a cloud-piercing knife suddenly pulled up from the ground, and the tip of the knife went straight into the sky. Endless night.

The fire that penetrated the clouds at the top illuminated the thick clouds above the sky. The layers of clouds seemed to be ignited, and such changes were spreading outward from the center of the fire.

The thick clouds gradually turned fiery red, and the clouds above the entire old place appeared so wonderful, and such changes continued.

Under the sky, in the originally pitch-black mountain forest, the rolling mountains in the distance, the endless mountain forest on the ground, and the long river that winds forward without knowing where the end is, and so on, everything is plated with a layer of fire. .

Under the vision, in the mountains and forests, flocks of birds flew up at night, and different types of birds were mixed into a group, screaming, and whether they were birds of their own species, they all flew into the sky, moving towards those far away from the Yanjiao tribe. The direction vibrated its wings vigorously, and a large group of flying birds were densely packed, like a moving cloud, flying into the distance.

The beasts that had already fallen asleep, or the nocturnal predators who hunted at night, were also startled by such a vision, roaring, and their voices echoed in the boundless mountains and forests.

In the Wanshi tribe, the fire in the fire pond has shrunk to the size of a pea, and it seems that it will go out the next moment.

"What's going on?! What's going on? You say it!" Wan Shi's leader Pan Ji shouted loudly, holding Wan Shi Wu's clothes, with uncontrollable fear in his eyes.

Even the last time the Yanjiao tribe came here to light the fire, they had never encountered such a thing, that kind of power made them fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Why does this happen?

Looking up at the sky, the fiery red clouds in the sky are about to spread over their tribe, and then look towards the mountains and forests, where the sky is fiery red, as if the entire sky above is burning.

Is that the power of fire?

Why does Tinder have such power?

Even for several other big tribes, such a thing has never happened!

The young Wanshiwu, who was being held by the scorpion, did not answer, because he was also frightened. Before, he just felt uneasy and felt that something would happen, but he did not expect such a shocking vision of heaven and earth. ! This reminded him of a rumor, a rumor he heard in the desert, a rumor about fire, about the ancestors of slave owners...

how can that be possible?

He had tried his best and used countless means to find the answer from the slave owners, but he had never been successful, just touched a little corner. But how did the people of Yanjiao know about it? Where did they find the answer? !

The more Wan Shiwu thought about it, the colder his heart became.

The suppression of the fire, their tribe is too close, not to mention the fire, even the warriors of their Wanshi tribe have also suffered a lot of mental shock. The aura between the heaven and the earth made them tremble, and the pores all over their bodies seemed to burst open, as if they were standing beside the fire in the flaming horns. uncomfortable.

In comparison. The slave owners are much more relaxed, although they are equally uncomfortable in such an atmosphere, but at least they can handle it better than the warriors of Wanshi. At this time, even if others don't say it, they also know that something strange has happened in the mountains and forests. In the mountains and forests, only the Yanjiao tribe can cause such changes.

Thinking of this, the slave owners couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If they had known this, they should have agreed to attack the Yanjiao tribe when half of the Flaming Horn's combat power had gone out. Trouble, perhaps, change won't happen so quickly.

at the same time. There are also varying degrees of fire in all parts of the continent.

In the Mang tribe.

Above the Bamboo Mountain, the Mang tribe witch looked at the direction of the beast forest with doubts in his eyes.

"Wu, what happened? I always feel a little... uncomfortable." The leader of the Mang tribe felt that he had been trembling with fear from the beginning. He thought about the recent events carefully, but could not find the reason.

Not only the leader of the Mang tribe, but other people can feel it more or less. The more advanced totem warriors and the more sensitive people, the stronger this feeling. keep them from sleeping.

The Mang tribe witch looked in that direction and felt it carefully, "This aura is emitted by the flaming horns."

"Flaming Horn Tribe? What happened to them?" The leader of the Mang Tribe was surprised. Two days ago, he heard that the Yanjiao tribe went to the desert and brought out a lot of people. He didn't know who those people were or what the Yanjiao people wanted to do. He had also guessed whether the Yanjiao people had brought out a lot of slaves from the desert, but according to the news, those people did not look like slaves. So far they haven't figured out the answer.

"I don't know either. But the fire of the Flaming Horn people is indeed undergoing huge changes. Such changes are very unfamiliar and I have never heard of it." The voice of the Mang tribe witch was solemn. This unknown change made him worry.

The Flaming Horns are not fools, and they don’t make jokes about fire easily. Originally, after seeing that the Flaming Horn tribe had been silent for two years, they thought they would continue to live in such a low-key manner in the beasts and forests. The ancestors recorded that the glorious period of the Flaming Horns had already passed. A thousand years have passed, and the peak era of the Yanjiao people is long gone. Even if they have been in the limelight several times later, they have brushed the sense of existence, but it will not change everyone's impression of them.

The Yanjiao people who have disappeared for nearly a thousand years, and it is said that the Yanjiao people who can't even make pottery are really far behind them. In the bottom of their hearts, these big tribes never really paid attention to Yanjiao, they only regarded them as a tool to contain the Wanshi tribe.

In the past, they once felt a pity for such a flaming horn. After all, they stepped down from the peak and fell to this point, which is very emotional. But they are more fortunate, fortunate that the peak flame horn of the year is no longer there, there is no such powerful flame horn, there is no arrogant and violent flame horn to compete with them, and the lack of such a competitor is a blessing for their tribes .

But now...

Mang tribe witch's eyelids jumped, something beyond their expectations is happening, but they can't know what happened.

In other tribes, the situation is very similar to that of the Mang tribe. Whether it is an ordinary warrior or a witch in the tribe, there is a strange feeling, especially the witches of various tribes. They are particularly sensitive to the changes in fire, and The unknown changes made them restless.

Even in the Yu tribe far away from the beast forest, Yang Sui felt the changes in another part of the continent. Maybe because of the distance, the feeling was not strong, but with his ability, he could tell which tribe belonged to. Tinder. That breath, he once felt in the old place of Yanjiao.

"Has it started yet?"

Yang Sui walked to the fire pool of the Yu tribe and watched the flames swinging inside.

Change has already begun. (To be continued.)

PS: Make up for last night's.

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