The flames burned like beating orange-red flowers.

Originally, it was just a very ordinary picture, just a very ordinary pile of fire, but when Zhang Yang gently put the spirit of the earth that had been condensed with the talent of witch prayer into the flames.

For a moment, all the villagers of the criminal clan who watched this scene seemed to be hit hard by something in the depths of their hearts, and then a long-lost, extremely familiar, and incomparably unfamiliar blood surge made them burst into tears uncontrollably, even if they didn't know anything at the moment, but it just made them feel a kind of cordiality to return to their hometown.

It's like minced garlic and coriander to salty tofu brain, which is a memory engraved in the bones.

Unspeakable, indescribable!

The trumpet body of Zhang Yang also trembled uncontrollably at this time, and the blood in the body was like a hundred thousand rivers surging non-stop, which was a call from the depths of the bloodline gene, a recognition, and had nothing to do with the soul.

"It feels like I've broken a terrible confinement, the criminal clan imprisoned the blood totem of the ancient witch clan, but now it's been opened by me, oops, I'm so panicked, no, I have to inform the main body of this matter, if the cause and effect and mess caused are too big, I can't hold it." ”

"Alas, Lord, I really didn't mean to trick you, you must listen to my explanation-"

Despite thinking about it, Zhang Yang still put his hands close to the magical flame very honestly, there was no feeling of being burned, only warmth and kindness, the flames licked and surrounded, spreading from his arms, and all the way around his body, the blood in his body flowed more intensely, like the waves of the sea, like the rumbling of thunder, a vigorous, infinite power gathered together, and finally burst out.

Zhang Yang couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, the shackles from the bloodline gene level were blasted open, and his body grew uncontrollably until his height exceeded ten meters and his weight exceeded ten tons.

On the surface of the body, obscure and complex war patterns loomed, each with a 'outrageous' and strange aura.

And that flame was also absorbing enough bloodline power from Zhang Yang here, and it increased from a small flame to a height of three zhang in an instant.

In the midst of the flames, a vague earth spirit had become more solemn and thick.

"It's over, I think I'm really in trouble. ”

It took a full five minutes to break away from that flame, Zhang Yang's body returned to its original state, and at the same time, he felt uneasy in his heart, not because of how powerful and weird his power had become at the moment, but the moment he broke the bloodline confinement, he sensed some unknown power across the void and directly projected onto him.

There is no doubt that this is a debt owed by the ancient witches!

"Who cares, though?"

Zhang Yang sneered in his heart, the people of the criminal clan must be the descendants of the ancient witch clan, they fled in a hurry in the fourth sequence in order to avoid some kind of crisis that might wipe out their clan, and as a result, they were unlucky and fled into the game of an unknown ancient god, thinking that they could be safe, but now they still encountered the crisis of extermination.

In this case, it may not be a bad thing to ignite the witchfire, break through the bloodline confinement, and let the great enemies of the ancient witch clan chase after them across the void.

He still doesn't believe that the ancient god who plays the game here will be willing to give away the fat in his hand?

All in all, let's do it first, anyway, he doesn't have to bear the consequences, it's a big deal to sacrifice his little cousin with blood - hahaha, laughing and laughing.

"Come on, this is the destination of our ancient war witch clan, it is also our true inheritance, and it is our true home, reach out and purify the filthy blood in your body, and completely usher in a new life!"

Zhang Yang shouted passionately, so a brave villager stepped forward, and put his hand into the flames in anticipation, but the next second he screamed miserably, and the flames burned all over his body, burning him to ashes in just a few seconds.

Dusted......

Uh, what the hell is this?

The villagers were all awakened by the fright, and the intimacy they had felt by the witch fire was instantly gone.

Zhang Yang was also very confused, it stands to reason that it shouldn't be, shouldn't any criminal clan person who has a sense of affinity for Witch Fire be accepted by Witch Fire?

Unless, it's because these guys have accumulated too much filthy aura in their bodies.

So he immediately turned his head to look at the old men among the villagers, these are all old guys who have lived for one hundred and fifty or sixty years, or even two hundred years old, the witch blood and magic power in their bodies have been weakened with age, and they have not absorbed much filthy aura because of this, so maybe they can withstand the baptism of witch fire.

But before Zhang Yang could speak, one of the oldest old fellows calmly walked towards the witchfire under the frightened and frightened gazes of the other villagers, and then a few more old fellows walked over, they were usually a burden in the village, but today, they were the most authoritative.

The witchfire exploded and spread to the seven old fellows, and there must have been pain, but they were fearless and did not resist the power of the witchfire at all.

Gradually, their shriveled bodies became stronger again, and even their heartbeats like big drums could be heard, and they gradually broke through the confinement of their bloodlines, and the war patterns on their bodies were faint, and the various power inheritances of the ancient witch clan would also come back to them.

But at this moment, an old man suddenly snorted, and the next second it turned to ashes, and then the second old man was quickly burned to ashes.

Only the five old guys are still holding on.

When Zhang Yang saw this, he suddenly understood that this had nothing to do with how much filthy aura he absorbed, but whether his beliefs were firm or not.

The reason why he couldn't feel any pain before, and was even very comfortable, was entirely because his true spirit was extremely solidified, and his will had been tempered hundreds of millions of times.

Of course, this also has a lot to do with the fact that he forced his trumpet body to awaken the witch talent from the beginning.

These old men can be regarded as having experienced vicissitudes, and their will must be stronger than that of young people, so they can persevere to this extent, but if they want to pass the test of witchfire, it depends on whether they can continue to persevere, otherwise as long as they slacken, they will be burned to ashes.

"Well, we have to intervene, otherwise there may not be any one in the entire village who can pass the purification test of witchfire. ”

Zhang Yang made a quick decision, things have changed a lot, and he no longer has the luxury of making a perfect start.

At that moment, he immediately activated the witch qi talent and landed its effect on an old man, in fact, he didn't know exactly what would happen, but at this moment, it was better to do something casually than nothing.

The release of the witch prayer talent was originally nothing moving, if it wasn't for the ability to summon the spirit of the earth, Zhang Yang thought he was dancing the great god, but at this moment, as soon as this witch prayer talent entered the range of the witch fire, a magical scene happened, and the raging witch fire seemed to be tamed.

At the same time, Zhang Yang could even 'see' the hearts of the five old men.

What the hell is this- Nima?

In addition to being shocked, Zhang Yang also reacted quickly, and when he tasted it, he quickly discovered the souls of the other two old men who were burned to ashes, and they were very happy, and to some extent, they also turned into a part of the witch fire, and they were smiling at him, and the other clansmen, and they were constantly encouraging the remaining five old men.

At this time, Zhang Yang hesitated, did his help really work?

This set of ancient witches is very mysterious.

How does it feel so weird to carry the dead souls of the clansmen with witchfire, to carry the bodies of the clansmen with reality, and then to use witchfire as a bridge for the inheritance of civilization?

Zhang Yang thought about it, a bold idea was emerging, but at this moment, poof-

The third old man turned into ashes, but it was only his body that became ashes, and his soul was still there, and it had grown well, reaching the level of a true spirit.

Immediately after, the fourth old man also turned to ashes, and some of the villagers outside were already crying, and they looked at Zhang Yang angrily and fearfully, for fear of throwing them into the fire.

But where does Zhang Yang have the heart to care about them at the moment, just staring at the remaining three old men, he has a hunch that these will be three unusual old men.

Not because they would survive, or because they were strong enough, but the Witchfire was looking for a strange balance between the three of them, and then the Witchfire automatically divided into three different natures.

"Boom!"

The witch fire suddenly turned into flames dozens of feet high, and then dissipated, leaving only a small pile of ordinary flames in its place, all illusions disappeared, and only three of the seven old men remained, and they had passed the test.

And unlike Zhang Yang, their bodies have not changed much, only about six meters, and in addition, there are three different flame war patterns on their foreheads and chests.

"Firelifter!"

Zhang Yang involuntarily spoke, as if some kind of memory awakening hidden in the bloodline gene.

"Meet the Earth Wizards. ”

The temperament of the three old men is completely different from before, just like a beggar who has become a Fortune 500 president.

And they must have a lot of knowledge about the ancient witch clan, such as Zhang Yang himself doesn't know what an earth sorcerer is, is this the origin of the earth warrior?

"Thanks to the Earth Wizard for enlightening the spirit, now that my war witch clan has rekindled the witch fire, all kinds of waste are waiting to be rebuilt, and I also ask the Earth Witch to guide our clan. ”

"Speak human words!"

Zhang Yang frowned, these three fire-raising people can actually divide the witch fire into three, which is contained in it, although this is the same nature as the fire, but it is also equivalent to dividing most of his power, he wants to create a civilization trumpet, not to create enemies for his own civilization subject.

There must be no such signs.

The three old men glanced at each other, and then took turns to speak,

"From this moment on, I am the one who raises the fire for the war witch clan, carrying the witch fire, and taking it as my responsibility to inherit the witch blood war pattern of the war witch clan, and there is no torture shell in the world. ”

"From this moment on, I am the one who raises the fire for the war witch clan, carrying the witch fire, and taking it as my responsibility to inherit the magic power war pattern of the war witch clan, and there is no punishment in the world. ”

"From this moment on, I am the one who raises the fire for the war witch clan, carrying the witch fire, and taking it as my responsibility to inherit the witch words and war patterns of the war witch clan, and there is no more punishment in the world. ”

"Lord Sorcerer, you are now our leader, please lead us in our search for a purer and more complete Earth Spirit, and open a higher stage of witchfire, so that we can teach our people a stronger War Paint. ”

"Yes, the Witchfire Inheritance we have now is only the first stage, the Blood War Pattern only has the Fury War Pattern, the Force War Pattern only has the Great Force War Pattern, and the Speech War Pattern only has the Sharp Arrow War Paint and the Guardian War Paint. ”

After the three old men finished speaking, Zhang Yang and the other villagers' eyes all lit up, and no one would refuse the good thing of improving their strength.

"Let's take a look at the power first!"

Zhang Yang actually has a total of nine war paints on his body, which should be the particularity of being an earth sorcerer.

"Torture stone, come out. ”

Zhang Yang beckoned, Xingshi is the third master in the village, counting the filthy aura in the body, the strength is almost equivalent to a demigod, of course, Zhang Yang has tried it before, these mountain and wild villagers are completely empty of brute force, in fact, the utilization rate is too low, at this level, one Tribulation Mahayana can destroy ten.

But if there is a corresponding war paint, it is different.

Zhang Yang called out four villagers at this time, all of whom had the identity of earth warriors, and normally speaking, a torture stone would definitely not be able to defeat these four people.

The three old men of the fire-raisers glanced at each other, and the first one immediately released a furious war pattern on the torture stone, only to see that in an instant, the whole person of the torture stone grew violently to a height of more than eight meters, and the muscles of the whole body were like big stones, and with a roar, the four villagers in front of them who were still very confident were frightened.

"Juli!"

The second flame bearer added another war paint to the torture stone, and this guy immediately grew to nine meters, and his weight tonnage was probably not close to ten tons!

"No need to add more, torture stone, do it!"

Zhang Yang shouted, but before the words fell, Xing Shi's whole person turned into an afterimage, stirring up a sonic boom cloud that soared into the sky, and with one punch, a small hill a few hundred meters away collapsed!

He didn't go to the four villagers, there was no doubt that they were no match for each other.

"It's so strong, give him a guard war paint!"

Zhang Yang shouted, very excited, the combat power of this war witch clan is really too explosive, the instant output damage is even more fierce than that of the sword immortal, and this is still a primary war paint, if this is a high-level war paint, isn't it even a mechanical zombie that is not afraid?

At this time, with the release of the guardian war paint, layers of earthy yellow light appeared on the body of the torture stone, which was connected to the earth, and looked inconspicuous.

"Drink!"

On this side, Zhang Yang also activated the sharp arrow war pattern on his body, opened the bow with his empty hand, and a violent bloodline power quickly gathered from his body, gathering between his hands in an instant, an earthy yellow giant arrow automatically condensed, and at the moment when it came out of his hand, dozens of thunderbolts exploded.

There was no afterimage to be seen at all, and then in an instant, a big mountain was directly blown up, and even the earth and rocks were vaporized and annihilated.

Next to a deep pit, there were wounds all over his body, and the dying torture stone was lying there trembling, looking very aggrieved.

What made him jump to the top in an instant, and what made him fall into the abyss in an instant?

Ahh