Chapter 229: The Mystery of the Flames

Ding Qiang raised the scepter in his hand as he spoke, and said to the old woman: "Aren't you looking for your own son, why do you still follow that waste like this, claiming to be husband and wife, ridiculous!"

Ding Qiang burst out with a hearty laugh again and again, everyone was confused, and they didn't understand what was going on, and then looked at the old woman, because of Hu Dingqiang's words, she choked on the offensive words that she was about to shout just now!

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Ding Qiang secretly thought in his heart: "It's really useful!"

Just now, when he was about to extract the power of this tribe's fire pit, he actually found a mysterious message from the scepter, and he used the "Tian Yuan Catalogue" actually interpreted this information, it turned out to be a record of the old man's similar last words, which recorded that the old woman was actually committed to him for his own son, because he himself raped the sister of the dark god, and the dark god found fault with him, and scared him into not doing anything in terms of personnel, and since then he has become a waste, but after the old woman found her son, she actually willingly followed him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info didn't want anything, so he confessed in his last words, he didn't give this old woman any treatment after his death, and only gave his son a chance to be selected by the tribe as compensation.

At the moment of disrupting the old woman's expression, Ding Qiang forcibly opened the first page of the "Tianyuan Catalogue", and the font of "The Power of Rules, Decomposing the Origin Elements of the World, Reconstructing Energy Crystals, and Creating New Elements" squirmed extremely quickly in an instant, and the flames of the fire pond were instantly grabbed into these fonts, and the originally dull font came out of the page in a rapid wriggling, flashing with dazzling light. Those fonts gradually formed a strange formation pattern, similar to a star map, and it seemed to be a font, all thirty-one fonts, according to a certain trajectory into one place, Ding Qiang only felt as if his body was about to explode, full of power.

The dancing flames in front of him wrapped him intimately, and actually told him: "Please help me!"

It turned out that when absorbing the first Red Fire Tribe, that kind of déjà vu feeling came back again, but this time it was extremely clear, what the hell was going on, the flame could actually say such words. The fire pit of the tribe seems to have put another veil of mystery on Ding Qiang.

The occurrence of this situation is also like the first time, it is a moment for the nervous people around him, and for Ding Qiang, it is as long as a century. He was completely shocked by the changes that had taken place in the flames.

Feeling the joy of these flames as usual, Ding Qiang stretched out his hand and attracted those flames to his hand, the flames seemed to be even happier, and quickly formed a star map between each other, the light flickered, and finally formed a small cluster of golden flames, which were full of spirituality, wrapped between Ding Qiang's fingers.

The people who were originally guarding around suddenly felt a burning heat in the air, and they were so frightened that they looked back, just in time to see a small flame formed in the hand of the legion commander, and the flame was actually golden this time, jumping and jumping, but there was no feeling of high temperature burning, and it did not burn their clothes like the first time.

The old woman who was surprised on the other side instantly understood, looked at the empty fire pit, and felt the power gradually lost in her body.

Is this man really a sacrifice to God?

From the ancient inheritance of the big tribe, she knew that only the god of sacrifice could communicate with the flames, and her tribe was a third-level fire pond, this guy could actually condense the power of the fire pond into a flame essence, and let the flame essence automatically get close to him, which was terrifying.

The warriors of the gold tribe also instantly felt the loss of strength in their bodies, and they were so frightened that they immediately knelt on the ground and smashed their heads at Ding Qiang, who held the golden flame in his hand.

"The legendary god of worship has appeared!"

In just an instant, the big tribe of 100,000 people fell to their knees for a while, smashing their heads at Ding Qiang like garlic, and their mouths shouted one by one: "Ask God to atone for your sins!"

When the eardrum was tortured, he finally came back to his senses, the information from the flames just now really frightened him, the first day he originally entered the Tianyuan battlefield, Ding Qiang took advantage of the time when no one was around, opened the black crystal that Tianxin gave him, and the crystal actually explained to him: "If you have the opportunity to enter the world outside the Tianyuan battlefield, please be sure to find the realm spirit of that world, the realm spirit will tell him how to save the curse, and only in this way can he carry out the rescue work promised by Tianxin in the future." ”

He originally thought that Tianxin was telling a story of the Arabian Nights, but when he first arrived in the elemental realm, he didn't take this matter to heart, who knew that when he fused the third-level fire pond of this golden tribe today, a fire spirit actually appeared. And it's a psychic fire spirit, isn't this a bit similar to the realm spirit that Tianxin confesses?

The silent heart instantly stirred.

This world is simply too crazy, and things that were impossible have happened one after another, and as a traverser, he has always been a little difficult to accept.

Having successfully absorbed the three firepits, he knew that when he extracted the flames from the tribal firepits, the people of these tribes would become extremely weak, and only after the firepits were reborn could he give them strength.

Originally, Ding Qiang knew that after absorbing the power of the fire pond, there would be regeneration of flames in this fire pond land, but now after waiting for a long time, there are people kneeling on the ground who are silently unable to even raise their heads, and the small wind on the fire pond is whining, as if announcing the news that this gold tribe has been deprived of the elemental clan from now on.

There was not a single flame in the firepit.

Ding Qiang was just about to try to communicate with the flame in his hand, this guy suddenly disappeared without a trace, and when Ding Qiang was looking for it, there was no trace, just now it was like a dream, and he woke up, his hand was empty.

And the fire pit was still empty, with its mouth wide open, as if telling the prophecy of the inevitable demise of this golden tribe.

The power of the golden element, which was gradually passing, finally woke the old man up in a coma.

After coughing violently a few times, after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he looked at Ding Qiang, "Please...... Forgive...... It's mine...... Tribe, my ...... Iniquity...... ...... by me One...... Commitment ...... Ahem, ahem!"

Ding Qiang, who was still looking for the flame of the gold element everywhere, was suddenly spoken by the old man, and woke up a little, he was using the power of the gold element absorbed by the "Tian Yuan Catalogue", it should be in the catalog, what are he worried about, he was busy looking at his dantian, and found that a brilliant lotus flower was formed in the dantian at some point, and the place of the stamen in the middle was actually golden, and there were only three petals of flowers around, red, yellow, and green corresponding, looking so alternative.

When communicating with that lotus, he actually ignored him, it seems that after the absorption of this elemental power, there is no spirituality, or what, just a flash in the pan, what is going on.

"Perhaps, you should tell me the secret of lighting a third-level fire pit, maybe I will give you strength again. Ding Qiang looked at the old man's resolute expression and said slowly.