In fact, according to the routine of using the fire of his own tribe to devour other fires normally, it does not mean that he can't directly count the number of five fires at one time.

However, this situation usually occurs in large tribes such as red cypress.

The kind of fire that is bigger and more powerful, and where the devourer has a few small flames, can do this.

As for the tinder of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, this little guy the size of a small bean is still honest one by one, so it's good to devour them one by one!

Moreover, every time a new fire is swallowed, it needs an interval of at least three months or more to be safe enough.

The above point, for ordinary primitive people, is naturally a high-end inheritance and knowledge point that they cannot get in touch with at all.

But for a qualified witch, this is simply the most basic common sense.

So in the eyes of the tough bone witch Jiang Ying, from the mysterious Huaxia tribe, and the more unpredictable gray rabbit Song Yong from Baoqing Academy, where do you need her to talk nonsense about such a trivial matter.

In fact, Jiang Ying carved a box out of five golden ebony wood, containing five tinder, and then asked people to send it over.

In fact, it was already for Song Yong, and he took the tinder one by one to devour the tinder of the Gray Rabbit tribe, and did quite a lot of consideration.

Because the fire is preserved in the golden ebony box, the speed of death will be greatly reduced.

Although the longer the time drags on, the more the fire will be extinguished, and the effect of being devoured will be reduced, but this is the safest way.

The only problem is that no one would have thought that the gray rabbit who was about to go to the sky was a complete parallel import.

This is a full parallel import, and he doesn't even know such basic common sense.

So, now it's time for something to happen, or a big deal......

It's like a greedy python that swallows one in one bite, and it can't digest the huge elephant at all.

When the Gray Rabbit Tribe's Tinder swallowed five slightly smaller Tinder in one go, it soon passed on to Song Yong's emotions, and there was a drastic change.

From the initial exuberant joy, to the current horror and bitter pleading.

As for what he was begging for, of course, he was begging Song Yong, the partner who was most closely connected with him, to hurry up and save it.

The question is, how can Song Yong save him?

Although this thing looks like a fire, Song Yong actually knows quite well that it is just a kind of spiritual power that exists in a strange state.

Something as ethereal as spiritual power, even if he stretched out his hand to pull it, he didn't pull out one or two of the six fires that were currently stirred into a day?

And this kind of behavior of reaching out and pulling is like Song Yong using a plastic bag to load the space-time channel.

and holding energized wires, stupidly trying to charge the space-time portal, similar sand sculpture thoughts and actions, which have no merit other than causing more trouble.

But Song Yong just looked at it, if he didn't do anything, then there was only one possibility:

The worried fire of the Gray Rabbit tribe will be blown up like this!

Not to mention that after the fire exploded, his gray rabbit Brother Yong would definitely become the plane of the entire primitive era, a laughing stock that has been passed down for many years.

I'm afraid that even these natives under his command can't accept the cruel reality that the tribal fire has been exploded.

You must know that this thing has always been, but their spiritual sustenance is generally important.

If it really blows up, it's 100% going to be a big deal.

For a while, Song Yong, who was still standing straight in front of the fire pond with his back to more than a thousand natives, had not been noticed anything wrong for the time being.

But inside, he was like an ant on a hot pot, dying.

It's just that at this time, he really has no way to do it except ask for help and support from the ghosts and gods that he doesn't know exist, as well as all the powers he knows, and the spirits of the ancestors.

"What a thing this is, what a sin. ”

At this moment, Song Yong sighed sadly in his heart.

In times of the most helplessness and helplessness, is it useful to pray to God and worship Buddha?

Regarding this, Song Yong, who was waiting for rotting like a piece of rotten meat in Sanhe before, didn't believe in this kind of ethereal thing at all.

Because if it were useful, where would he have fallen to that point?

But even the magical and unscientific thing of crossing through the other world, or crossing twice in three days, was encountered by this goods.

Song Yong's state of mind obviously changed a little: What!

Fortunately, even if this dead man still didn't believe this, a magical scene happened in front of his eyes all of a sudden.

In his senses, the poor spark of the Grey Rabbit Tribe had already entered the countdown to the explosion.

He was going to do it, and after screaming 'lying down' in his mouth, he took the lead when he lay on the ground in an embarrassed position.

Around the fire pit, two tablets have been enjoyed for sacrifices and offerings.

That is, the two tablets engraved with 'Youchao' and 'Shennong' respectively lit up without warning.

It's also like invisibly, there are two more ropes that are pulling hard.

They dragged the two flames separately, separated from the mixed fire, and moved towards the tablet.

The difference is that the spark pulled by the tablet of the Chao clan is the smallest of the five sparks.

As for the tablet of the Shennong clan, the spark that was pulling was the largest of the five sparks.

After the five fires in his body were suddenly two less, Song Yong immediately felt the fire of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, the great joy that greatly relieved him.

But even so, there are only three tinder left, and it seems that the pressure on it is a bit too much, and it is not something that it can handle now.

Now the speed of its explosion has undoubtedly slowed down a lot, but this danger has still not been completely solved.

God knows!

At this critical time, since Song Courage Sea entered, there had never been any other movement, and the fire from the Lieshan tribe also began to suddenly become active.

It seems to be interested in those fires as well.

Then, under its concocted action, another flame was pulled out of the Gray Rabbit Tribe Tinder, approaching Song Yong's lower abdomen......

'Bang~', a loud sound that seemed to come from everyone's souls, sounded without warning.

At the same time, an unprecedented large number of dense sparks erupted, completely enveloping more than a thousand people of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, including slaves.

When the sparks were gone, several "I'm a totem warrior" were heard, and the excited voices rang out continuously.

These voices even include the young girl Gardenia.

And even if others don't get it, they directly become totem warriors and become such a huge benefit, that is to become healthier and stronger physically.

Judging by these circumstances alone, there is no doubt that this was a great success.

It's just that no one noticed that at this moment, even their little pants were completely wet with sweat.

God knows! What kind of ordeal this poor young man has experienced in the time just now.