He naturally knew about the past of the seven generations of witches, thanks to the old people of the tribe who liked to bask in the sun and broke their mouths, and they told this good-talking and storytelling boy all the family background of the Fire Tribe.

And what these old people know best is the current witch and leader, and the seven generations of witches happen to be among them.

The more people who know the seven generations of witches, the more they can see the ups and downs in his ordinary life.

Yes, compared with the previous generations of witches, the life of the seven generations of witches can only be called ordinary, he was accepted as a disciple by the six generations of witches in his early years, and later naturally became a Japanese tribe witch.

There are six generations of witches guarding him all his life, until he becomes a seventh-generation witch, and the power is also in the hands of the six generations of leaders, there is not much he can do, and the ability he embodies is really lackluster.

Except for going crazy once when he was healing the fire totem, the biggest highlight of his life may be the back of the fire tribesmen when he walked to the altar today.

"For the Tribe, for the Fire Tribe. ”

Slowly, a voice sounded from his heart, and it grew louder and firmer.

This is the strength that the seven generations of witches left to him as an example, and the faith that they left to him.

"I'm going to make the Fire Tribe stronger, stronger, stronger enough to last forever. ”

The three generations of Baicao Witch suddenly roared out his heart, and he was sure that this was what he wanted.

Fifth Xuan froze slightly, he didn't expect that a young man who had just entered the Fire Tribe would have such a wish.

"Buzz ......"

The entire Bagua space suddenly shook, and Fifth Xuan felt that the will of the three generations of Baicao Witches seemed to be burning in this space.

And as his will burned, the entire space sensed this power, and in the dark, something was waiting to awaken.

Fifth Xuan's mind swept across the entire space, and in the dark mist, he felt a faint will as if awakening, responding to the call of the three generations of Hundred Grass Witches.

That will carries the same concept as the three generations of Hundred Grass Witches, and he wants to respond to the three generations of Hundred Grass Witches, but unfortunately he is very weak, weak enough to show his existence.

"Let me help you. ”

Fifth Xuan muttered softly, controlling the power of the entire space, and used it towards that point of light.

"Buzz ......"

The shock of the entire gossip space became more serious, and the power on the Fifth Xuan's body frantically poured into that consciousness.

The consciousness in the black fog became clearer and clearer, but the fifth Xuan felt extremely painful, he felt that what he sent out was not only the totem power, but also his own soul.

The pain from the split of his soul made his consciousness tremble throughout the space.

"Ah...... Result...... What the hell is going on?"

He asked in pain, but no one could give him an answer.

He wanted to withdraw his strength, but he had a feeling that if he gave up this time, he didn't know how long it would take to summon this will again.

"What the hell is this?"

He asked angrily, and at the same time wanted to bang his head against the wall, but he had no head, just a pure disembodied will.

"Ah......h

Howling in pain, Fifth Xuan insisted on teleporting his power, even if it was accompanied by his soul.

"Buzz ......"

The mist suddenly swelled up and enveloped the entire altar, startling the people below.

The eyes of the three generations of Baicao Witch also suddenly lit up, and the mist seemed to be dispelled, and he saw a point of light in the distance.

The point of light grew brighter and closer, and slowly, he finally saw the world in the point of light.

On the top of a mountain, a totem stone sits on the ground.

The totem stone is not big, at least not as big as the current fire totem, and it has been knocked off a corner, which looks very shabby.

On the surface of the totem stone, there is a faint red font, which is so worn that it is not real, and he can't recognize it.

In addition to the totem stone, there is also a person in the world of light, and that person is surrounded by a broken animal skin, and many places on the animal skin are polished to the light, showing poverty and embarrassment.

But it was this person who gave him a strong sense of identity, as if this person had the same idea as him: to make the Fire Tribe stronger.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The man spoke the language of the Fire Tribe, but it seemed older, with a lot less variation, and he didn't understand it very well, and it wasn't clear.

"Who is this?"

He asked softly, unclear as to what was happening.

"The second generation of witches?"

Fifth Xuanqiang endured the pain and looked at the point of light.

It was a picture on the top of the mountain, and the person in the picture was a second-generation witch.

The second generation of witches revolved around the original fire totem, as if he was thinking and observing.

After he spun around for a while, he suddenly stopped, picked up the berries from the ground, lifted them and threw them onto the fire totem.

Even though the fifth Xuan had an aggravated headache at this time, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

After many years, looking back at this period of history again, he still has an urge to catch this guy to death.

"Are you going to kick the rock at me next?"

With the fifth Xuan's guess, the second generation of witches really began to kick the stones, and the stones flew up and crackled on the fire totem of the year, and he revolved around the totem stone like crazy.

The eyes of the three generations of Baicao Witch widened, he guessed that the stone should be a totem stone, this person should be a witch, he even felt that this person was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but this still could not erase his surprise.

Witches throw berries, kick stones, and abuse their own tribe's totems?

Such a question flashed and made him a little incredulous, but the next picture surprised him even more.

The totem stone was struck, and as if it was fighting back, it shot out a fiery red power and flew towards the witch's head.

The image of the skull exploding in the imagination of the three generations of Hundred Grass Witches did not appear, but the power seemed to burrow into the person's head, and then the person's body exuded a scorching fiery red power.

His body was fiery red with power, and he stood there like a god's mansion.

He raised his head, as if he could see the world beyond the point of light, and looked at the three generations of Hundred Grass Witches.

The three generations of Baicao Witch were stunned for a moment, and then he finally remembered who this person was.

"The second generation of witches?"

He shouted out the identity of the man in surprise, and then saw the person in the point of light nodding at him, as if to answer his guess.

"Divine Fighting?"

He shouted this question in a louder voice, and then saw a smile on the face of the second generation witch, and nodded again.

The whole person of the three generations of Baicao Witch was stunned, he was a little confused for a while, but the point of light in front of him was already becoming dim, and the second generation of the witch waved his hand at him, and disappeared with the world of light.

"Hoo ......"

As the world disappeared from the point of light, Fifth Xuan let out a long breath, and the headache was finally relieved, but the tiredness swept over, giving him the illusion of an upper eyelid and a lower eyelid fighting.

"Let's get him out first. ”

Drowsiness swelled up, and the fifth Xuan couldn't control the thick sleepiness at all, and could only reluctantly control the mist to withdraw the three generations of Baicao Witch from the gossip space, and then the whole person fell into a deep sleep.

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