The flames burned like dancing orange flowers.
Originally it was just a very ordinary picture, just an ordinary pile of fire, but when Zhang Yang gently put the earth spirit condensed with the witchcraft talent into the flames.
For just a moment, all the Xing tribe villagers watching this scene seemed to be hit hard by something deep in their hearts, and then a long-lost, extremely familiar, yet extremely unfamiliar blood surge made them shed uncontrollable tears. Even if they didn't know anything at the moment, it just made them feel like they were back home.
Just like minced garlic and coriander are to salty tofu nao, it is a memory engraved in the bones.
No words, no words to describe!
Zhang Yang's trumpet body was also shaking uncontrollably at this time. The blood in his body was like a hundred thousand rivers raging non-stop. This was a call from the depths of the bloodline genes, a recognition, and had nothing to do with the soul.
"It feels like I have broken a great restriction. The Xing clan members have locked up the bloodline totem of the ancient witch clan, but now I have opened it. Oh my, I'm so panicked. I can't do it anymore. I have to inform the subject about this. If it triggers The consequences and mess are too big for me to handle."
"Hey, Ju Zhu, I really didn't mean to trick you. You must listen to my explanation—"
Despite this thought, Zhang Yang very honestly put his hands close to the magical flame. There was no burning feeling, only warmth and kindness. The flames licked, surrounded, spread from his arms, and enveloped him. All over the body, the blood in the body rushed more intensely, like waves of the sea, like thunder, a vigorous and infinite power gathered together and finally burst out.
Zhang Yang himself couldn't help but scream in the sky. The shackles from the bloodline gene level were blasted away one after another, and his body grew uncontrollably until he exceeded ten meters in height and weighed more than ten tons.
On the surface of the body, a series of obscure and complex war marks are looming, each one carrying an "outrageous" and weird aura.
And the flame also absorbed enough blood power from Zhang Yang, and it grew from a small flame to three feet high in an instant.
In the flames, a vague earth spirit has become more dignified and thicker.
"It's over. I seem to have really gotten into trouble."
It took a full five minutes after breaking away from the flames for Zhang Yang's body to return to its original state. At the same time, he felt uneasy, not because of how powerful and strange his power became at this moment, but because of the moment when he broke the bloodline restriction. , he sensed some unknown force directly projected across the void and locked onto him.
There is no doubt that this is a debt owed by the ancient witch clan!
"But who cares?"
Zhang Yang sneered in his heart. The Xing clan members must be descendants of the ancient Wu clan. They fled in the fourth sequence in a hurry to avoid some kind of crisis that might wipe out their clan. As a result, they were unlucky enough to escape into the game of an unknown ancient god. I thought I could be stable, but now I am still facing the crisis of genocide.
In this case, it might not be a bad thing to ignite the witch fire, break through the bloodline imprisonment, and let the ancient enemies of the witch clan chase across the void.
He still didn't believe it. The ancient god who played games here would be willing to give away the fat he got
All in all, let's get things done first. He won't bear the consequences anyway. The worst he can do is sacrifice his blood to his little cousin - hahaha, just joking.
"Come on, this is the destination of our ancient war witch clan, our true inheritance, and our true home. Reach out and purify the filthy blood in your body, and usher in a new life!"
Zhang Yang shouted surgingly, so a brave villager stepped forward and put his hand into the flames with great anticipation. The next second he screamed miserably, and the flames burned all over his body, killing him in just a few seconds. Burned to ashes.
Gone ashes...
Uh, what the hell is this
The villagers were all frightened awake, and the familiarity that the witch fire gave them before was instantly gone.
Zhang Yang was also confused. Logically speaking, it shouldn't be the case. Shouldn't anyone from the Xing clan who are close to Wu Huo be accepted by Wu Huo
Unless, these guys have too much dirty spiritual energy accumulated in their bodies.
So he immediately turned to look at the old men in the village. These were old guys who had lived for 150, 60, or even 200 years. The witch blood and witch power in their bodies had weakened with age. , so they can't absorb much of the dirty spiritual energy, so maybe they can withstand the baptism of witch fire.
But before Zhang Yang could speak, the oldest old guy calmly walked towards the witch fire while the other villagers looked at him with fear and horror, and then several more old guys walked over. They were usually a burden to the village, but today , but they are the most authoritative.
The witch fire suddenly surged and spread to the seven old guys. There must be some pain, but they were fearless and did not resist the power of the witch fire at all.
Gradually, their withered bodies became strong again, and you could even hear their heartbeats like big drums. They gradually broke through the confinement of their bloodline, with faint war marks on their bodies, and the inheritance of various powers from the ancient witch clan. Come upon them again.
But at this moment, an old man suddenly groaned and turned into ashes the next second, and then the second old man was soon burned to ashes.
Only the remaining five old guys are still holding on.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang suddenly understood that it had nothing to do with how much filthy spiritual energy he had absorbed, but to do with whether his faith was firm.
The reason why he couldn't feel any pain before, and even felt very comfortable, was entirely because his true spirit was extremely solidified, and his will had been tempered hundreds of millions of times. This mere witch fire really couldn't make him Reveal your true colors.
Of course, this also has a lot to do with the fact that he forced his small body to awaken the talent of Wu Qi from the beginning.
These old men have experienced vicissitudes of life, and their will must be stronger than that of young people, so they can persist to this level. However, if they want to pass the test of witch fire, it depends on whether they can continue to persist, otherwise if they relax even a little bit, they will be burned. The end of being reduced to ashes.
"Well, we have to intervene. Otherwise, among the thousands of people in this entire village, no one may be able to pass the purification test of the witch fire."
Zhang Yang made a quick decision. The development of things has changed a lot. He no longer expects a perfect start.
At that moment, he immediately activated the Wuqi talent and cast its effect on an old man. In fact, he didn't know exactly what would happen, but at this moment, doing anything casually was better than doing nothing.
The release of Wu Qi's talent was originally quiet. If it weren't for the ability to summon the spirit of the earth, Zhang Yang would have thought he was dancing. But at this moment, as soon as Wu Qi's talent entered the range of Wu Fire, a magical scene happened. , the blazing witch fire seemed to have been tamed.
At the same time, Zhang Yang could even 'see' the hearts of the five old men.
What the hell is this
After being shocked, Zhang Yang also reacted quickly and took a closer look. He quickly discovered the souls of the other two old men who were burned to ashes. They looked very happy, and to a certain extent, they also turned into witch fire. A part of them was looking at him and the other tribesmen with a smile, and they were constantly encouraging the remaining five old men.
At this time, Zhang Yang hesitated. Is his help really useful
This method of the ancient witch clan is very mysterious.
Why does it feel so weird to use witch fire to carry the souls of dead people, to use reality to carry the bodies of people, and then to use witch fire as a bridge for the inheritance of civilization
Zhang Yang was thinking, and a bold idea was emerging, but at this moment, poof—
The third old man turned into ashes, but only his body became ashes. His soul was still there, and had grown considerably, reaching the level of a true spirit leaf.
Immediately afterwards, the fourth old man also turned into ashes, and some of the villagers outside were already crying loudly. They looked at Zhang Yang with anger and fear, for fear that they would be thrown into the fire.
But Zhang Yang couldn't care about them at the moment. He just stared at the remaining three old men. He had a hunch that these would be three unusual old men.
It's not because they will survive, nor because they are strong enough, but because the witch fire is actually looking for a strange balance between the three of them, and then the witch fire automatically divides into three different properties.
"boom!"
The witch fire suddenly turned into flames dozens of feet high, and then dissipated, leaving only a small pile of ordinary flames. All illusions disappeared, and only three of the seven old men were left. They had passed the test.
And unlike Zhang Yang, their bodies have not changed much, only about six meters tall. In addition, there are three different flame war patterns on their foreheads and chests.
"The fire bearer!"
Zhang Yang spoke involuntarily, as if some memory hidden in his bloodline genes had awakened.
"Meet the Earth Wizard."
The temperament of the three old men is completely different from before, as if a beggar suddenly turned into a Fortune 500 CEO.
And they must have a lot more knowledge about the ancient witch clan. For example, Zhang Yang himself doesn’t know what an earth witch is. Could this be the origin of the earth warriors
"Thanks to the earth shaman for enlightening us, now my clan of war witches has rekindled the witchcraft fire, and everything is waiting to be done. I also ask the earth shaman to guide our clan in the right direction."
"speak English!"
Zhang Yang frowned. These three fire bearers could actually divide the witch fire into three parts. Although it had the same nature as passing fire, it was equivalent to taking away most of his power. He wanted to create a Civilized trumpets do not create enemies for their own civilized subjects.
There must be no such sign.
The three old men looked at each other and took turns speaking,
"From this moment on, I am the one who raises the fire for the War Witch Clan, carries the witch fire on my back, and takes it as my responsibility to inherit the witch blood battle pattern of the War Witch Clan. There will be no more torture shells in the world."
"From this moment on, I am the one who raises the fire for the War Witch Clan, carries the witch fire on my back, and takes it as my responsibility to inherit the witchcraft power and battle patterns of the War Witch Clan. There will be no punishment consequences in the world."
"From this moment on, I am the one who raises the fire for the War Witch Clan, carries the witch fire on my back, and takes it as my responsibility to inherit the witch words and battle patterns of the War Witch Clan. There will be no more punishment seedlings in the world."
"Master Witcher, you are now our leader. Please lead us to find a purer and more complete spirit of the earth, and activate a higher stage of witch fire. Only then can we teach our people stronger war patterns."
"Yes, the witch fire inheritance we have now is only the first stage. The bloody battle patterns are only the furious war patterns, the power war patterns are only the giant power war patterns, and the verbal war patterns are only the sharp arrow war patterns and the guardian war patterns."
After the three old men finished speaking, Zhang Yang and other villagers' eyes all lit up. No one would refuse a good thing that would improve their strength.
"Let's see the power first!"
Zhang Yang actually has a total of nine war patterns on his body, which should be the uniqueness of being an earth shaman.
"The torture stone, come out."
Zhang Yang waved. Xing Shi was the third master in the village. Counting the filthy spiritual energy in his body, his strength was almost equivalent to that of a demigod. Of course, Zhang Yang had tested it before. These mountain villagers had absolutely no brute strength. , In fact, the utilization rate is too low. At this level, one Tribulation Mahayana can destroy ten.
But it would be different if there were corresponding war patterns.
At this time, Zhang Yang called out four more villagers, all of whom had the status of earth warriors. Normally, a punishment stone would definitely not be able to defeat these four people.
The three fire-bearing old men looked at each other, and the first one immediately released a furious war mark on Xing Shi. In just a moment, Xing Shi's body grew violently to more than eight meters tall, and the muscles all over his body were like big rocks. , with a roar, the four confident villagers in front shivered in fear.
"Juli!"
The second fire bearer added a war mark to the punishment stone. This guy suddenly grew to nine meters, and his weight was probably not close to ten tons!
"No need to add more, Xing Shi, do it!"
Zhang Yang shouted, but before he could finish his words, Xing Shi turned into an afterimage, arousing sonic boom clouds that reached into the sky, and with one punch, he knocked down a hilltop a few hundred meters away in front of him! With another punch, the ground was blasted with cracks hundreds of meters long.
He did not go to fight against the four villagers. There was no doubt that they were no longer opponents.
"So strong, give him a protective battle pattern!"
Zhang Yang shouted, very excited. The fighting power of this war witch clan is really incredible. The instantaneous output damage is more powerful than that of the Sword Immortal. Moreover, this is still a primary war pattern. If this is an advanced war pattern, wouldn't it even be able to defeat mechanical zombies? Can you stop being afraid
At this time, with the release of the guardian war pattern, layers of khaki light masks appeared on Xing Shi's body, which were connected to the earth and looked very inconspicuous.
"drink!"
On this side, Zhang Yang also activated the sharp arrow war marks on his body, and opened the bow with his empty hand. A violent blood power quickly gathered in his body, and instantly gathered between his hands, and a huge earth-yellow arrow automatically condensed. , the moment it came out, dozens of thunder exploded.
There was no afterimage at all, and in an instant, a large mountain was blown up, and even the earth and rocks were vaporized and annihilated.
Next to a deep pit, there were wounds all over his body. The dying Xing Shi was lying there tremblingly, looking extremely aggrieved.
What made him jump to the top in an instant, and what made him fall into the abyss in an instant
Ah-ah, give me a glass of forget-you-water!