For a moment, when the light rushed far into the sky, Fifth Xuan seemed to see several different existences.

It was a strange feeling, as if he were the light.

See what they see, feel what they feel.

It's just that the time is too short, and he only feels the two closest forces to him, one in the north and the other in the southwest.

The north is like a wisp of ice, and the northwest is like a five-clawed dragon.

The latter really made the Fifth Xuan feel frightened, the five-clawed divine dragon, in Chinese mythology and legend, is the supreme existence.

However, this is all a feeling, a momentary trance, like a phantom seen before, flashes by, and it is not real.

If he had spare time, he might have thought about it carefully, but now between life and death, he didn't have the kung fu to pay attention to the bullshit of Jianbing and Shenlong.

Losing the pressure cooker, the fifth Xuan was completely exposed to the ocean, and the Tai Chi, which was composed of the scorching red power and the sea blue power, was slowly slowing down, and there was a tendency to stop spinning.

The sand and gravel that made up his body were slowly crumbling as the rotation slowed down.

"I went to your uncle's and made such a big move, I thought I had made something terrible, but it turned out to be a death?"

Fifth Xuan only felt that his whole person was not good, and he was even more dissatisfied with this Tai Chi.

"...... Tsu"

Dawang Ba suddenly made a sound, his voice was weak, but there was a spiritual force to reach out.

didn't have time to think too much, the fifth Xuan immediately released his spiritual power to connect with it, and felt the thoughts of the Great King.

"Totem fire? is there any mistake, no one dances, how do I get totem fire?"

Just when he was puzzled, Dawang Ba exerted all his strength, let Da ** lift it slightly, and then slammed it down.

"Buzz ......"

A sea blue power rushed towards him, not as strong as before, but still pure.

"You can still worship after you're like this?"

Fifth Xuan was surprised, but he didn't have time to continue complaining, so he hurriedly took advantage of the eight kings' worship to try to sacrifice totem fire.

"Whew. ”

A faint flame suddenly appeared in the deep sea.

It is red and blue, and the pattern of Tai Chi is faintly visible in the flames.

The eyes of the eldest king were full of relief, and the little king came forward curiously.

............

In the face of their children's doubts, the third generation of witches behaved quite calmly, at least in the eyes of these totem warriors.

"Woo woo, woo woo woo ......"

His genius son spoke, saying that if this was not her totem fire, he would hand over the position of the witch.

The third generation of Wu's brows furrowed even deeper, she was a little hesitant, in fact, she had this idea a long time ago.

She is not attached to this position, or rather, the witches of the Fire Tribe have never been attached to power.

Although they are powerful in the Fire Tribe, they have never cared about this, what they care about is the future of the tribe.

Thinking of the future, the third generation of witches couldn't help but look back in the direction of the sea.

Forty-three years ago, she watched the future of the Fire Tribe disappear with her own eyes, and there was no hope in her heart ever since.

"Woo woo, woo woo woo ......"

The third generation of witches said a word, and everyone was stunned.

She said, "From now on, you will be a witch, its witch."

As he spoke, the third-generation witch stretched out his hand and pointed at the sphere-shaped fire tribe.

"It's really ugly. ”

This is the true thought in the heart of the third generation of witches, and this ball is so ugly that she doesn't want to take a second look.

Turning around, the third-generation witch pulled his youngest son, holding the staff in his right hand, and walked outside step by step.

She didn't like to live in a house made of stone, because then she wouldn't be able to see the light from the sky at night, which made it impossible for her to sleep peacefully.

Moreover, she prefers to sleep on the edge of a cliff, which is one of her habits that cannot be understood.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Suddenly the leader's words came from behind him, and his words made the third generation of witches stop in their tracks.

Her gaunt body straightened up slightly at the moment these words sounded, and then slowly turned half of her face and looked at the leader with slanted eyes.

"Bang. ”

The third generation of witches suddenly slammed the staff to the ground.

"Woooooooo ”

She's asking: Who's going to take it?

Everyone looked at the flames that suddenly surged from the skull of the staff, and many of them swallowed their saliva and couldn't help but take a step back.

The leader looked at the new witch, and he saw cowardice in the eyes of the new witch.

He wanted to speak, but when he saw the eyes of the third generation of witches, he suddenly closed his mouth and didn't dare to say a word.

"Hmph. ”

The third generation of witches snorted dissatisfiedly, his body stiffened again, and he walked out slowly.

Everyone watched her slowly departing figure, and suddenly they saw the third generation witch stop, and then her body shook violently, and the flame on her right staff burned even more.

The leader involuntarily took a small step back, he didn't know what was wrong with the third generation of witches, but this posture, no matter how you look at this crazy woman, is not normal.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The third-generation witch suddenly roared, and the people in front of her saw tears welling up in her eyes.

Then, in her old age, she ran to the shore with her hands and feet, like a child seeing her father who had been reunited after a long absence.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Her youngest child crawled behind, struggling to catch up with his mother's footsteps.

"Woooooooo ”

Someone muttered a crazy woman, this is what they call the third generation of witches in private.

Although he didn't take the staff, at least the madwoman had left, and as for his crazy appearance, everyone was used to it.

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, the totem fire burned, and it went up again from three zhang high, full five zhang high, and everyone was also surprised, and their eyes all looked at the new witch.

The totem fire has changed, and only the witch can explain it.

The new witch was puzzled, he circled around the totem fire, and then danced and jumped up, and kept shouting.

According to him, it was Fire Totem celebrating him after learning that he had been ordained a witch.

The totemic warriors were skeptical, but this was the best explanation, and they then celebrated and danced a sacrificial dance in front of the totem fire.

Also dancing the sacrificial dance, there is also a third-generation witch with tears flowing on her face full of wrinkles and frost, she stands on the edge of the cliff, lonely but excited to dance the sacrificial dance.

Her youngest child was studying hard in the back, but the third generation witch was too excited, she jumped so fast that the children couldn't keep up.

"Fire ...... Fire...... Fire ......"

She roared as she jumped, a word she had learned when the totem fire had been extinguished last time and re-lit, the name of the tribe, and she roared excitedly.

Some old people poured out, and they followed the third generation of witches when they left the tribe, but at a slower pace.

The speed is slow because they are also hesitating to go with the third generation of witches, because the third generation of witches is actually equivalent to being expelled.

There are not many of them, about hundreds, and most of them are old and weak.

At this time, they followed the footsteps of the third-generation witch to the cliff, and saw the third-generation witch dancing wildly.