Bang la blah.

The bean rain kept falling and hit the people of the Fenggon tribe, but it didn't make any sound.

It seems that heaven and earth are naturally under the dance of Wu, surrendering, and all the sounds are disturbing the dance of Wu Zhu to heaven and earth, and should not exist.

Everyone's minds, at this moment, were attracted by the beating figure on the altar, and in their eyes, at this moment, there was nothing else but Fengxi.

"Buzz!"

Feng Xi suddenly spit out a syllable from his mouth, like the sound of opening the world.

It seems like this is just the beginning.

Immediately after, a series of jerky syllables resounded in the ears of every Fenggon.

At this moment, everyone raised their heads as if they had a sense and looked at the stone bowl on the bluestone standing on the altar.

A flame appeared there at some point.

The flame was not big, only the size of a palm, swaying slightly in the overwhelming rain, and the fiery red light that bloomed was not dazzling, but the moment it appeared, it attracted all the attention of everyone and became the only one.

At this moment, this flame, the light that is insignificant compared to the nature of heaven and earth, but in the eyes of the Fenggon people, it seems that the brilliance of the sun and the earth in the sky cannot be compared with it.

The flame that embodies all the beliefs of the Fenggon tribe is the only light in everyone's hearts!

Fengxi did not stop dancing because of the appearance of the fire.

In his mouth, he continued to chant the mysterious syllables.

As the syllables were chanted, around the altar, the witch patterns carved by Fengxi began to light up one by one.

Invisible forces slowly converge around the altar, and they are connected to the flame above through the altar.

This altar is also Fengxi's witch platform, and he engraved witch patterns on it, and it became the medium of Fengxi's sacrifice.

It is also the most powerful medium that Fengxi has spent a lot of time to create!

As the flame swayed, the light of the altar shone brightly and dimmed. But it rippled silently, surrounding everyone.

Whoa!

A gust of wind blew through as if the sky was wrath, and suddenly the rain fell heavier, and thunder rumbled overhead.

Wind, rain, thunder. Many celestial phenomena descended on the Fenggon tribe at this moment.

The invasion of wind and rain blurred everyone's vision, and there was a white expanse everywhere in front of them, and the earth seemed to be about to be submerged.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were wide open, and even if the rain hit their eyes, they didn't blink.

It seemed that by doing so, they would be able to see the sacred flame clearly in the rain.

The flame swayed slightly, as if it was not afraid of the overwhelming wind and rain at all, and the flame body swayed more actively with the chanting of Fengxi.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Everyone's hearts suddenly beat at this moment, and the syllables that Fengxi spat out gradually coincided with the sound of their heartbeats.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In their ears, there seemed to be a rhythmic vibrating sound.

The sound grew louder and louder from far to near.

It sounded like it was coming from afar.

He suppressed the roaring thunder overhead.

At this time, Fengxi, who was chanting, suddenly paused. He opened his eyes, looked at the people in front of him, and recited the syllables again.

I saw that the light of the witch pattern of the altar suddenly soared, outlining a huge flame, and in an instant, it spread out, from the altar to the square where the Fenggon people stood, and finally enveloped the entire Fenggon tribe.

When the flames came, everyone subconsciously closed their eyes, but they didn't feel any burning pain.

They opened their eyes and found themselves in a world of flames.

All around is a fiery red color.

At the same time, the rain that slapped on them disappeared at this time, and even their wet hair and clothes, all the water in them was evaporated by the fire.

The sudden and magical change amazed everyone's hearts.

Even Hua Xu looked at Fengxi who was still beating on the altar with a shocked expression.

and the empty "stone bowl" on the altar.

The fire is gone?

No, it's a sea of fire!

Hua Xu suddenly felt that his heart began to vibrate, and invisible familiar forces poured in.

"He's passing on the power of the fire to his people!"

Feng Xi didn't seem to notice, and he continued to chant syllables in his mouth.

With the chanting of Fengxi, tiny flames were born in the "sea of fire".

As soon as they appeared, they spontaneously floated towards the people around them.

It is not hot, but like a warm cloud, it touches the skin and softly blends into people's bodies.

All the clansmen of the Fenggon tribe felt a warmth, and a soft power filled their surroundings.

It was as if in the cold winter weather, a warm sun shone on the body.

The warm and comfortable feeling made them indescribable, like returning to Eminem's arms, feeling extremely comfortable and reassured.

They can't help but close their eyes, immersed in it, unwilling to wake up, as if they want to go on like this forever......

Heavy rain kept falling, but it couldn't get close to the Fenggon tribe, which was shrouded in fire.

At this moment, if someone opens their eyes, they will be stunned to find that in this sea of fire, they and everyone present have begun to emit a layer of hazy red light.

The red glow was extremely pure, without a hint of variegation, it was the glow of the fire.

In silence, it slowly blends into everyone's body.

It hangs over all of them and dispels their fatigue.

Even, standing under the altar, Li and the six clansmen, as well as the crowd, all the people in the hunting party, their scars on their skins covered with light were fading little by little.

Because of the hunt, the deep and shallow scars left on the body by those beasts were quietly erased by the white light, as if they had never appeared.

Among the clansmen, only Xi has never shined on his body.

The power of the flame did not envelop it, but lingered around it, not daring to approach.

It seems that the hidden power in her body is more mysterious and powerful than the fire.

On the other side, Hua Xu, who is also a witch, has the most dazzling light on his body.

The power left on her was beating, shrinking with her breathing, as if it was one with her.

Feng Xi Yuguang frowned slightly when he saw this scene, but he didn't make any moves, intervened in the changes between the two, and continued to chant mysterious syllables one by one.

It's just that this time there seems to be something more in the syllables sung.

……

One by one, the flames turned into invisible power and poured into Hua Xu's heart.

Gradually, they converged into a flickering red flame.

This flame is the same as the appearance of the fire!

Witch Phase!

With the help of the Fengxi Fire Festival, the fire of the fire is scattered to the clansmen.

The second witch in the Great Wilderness also gave birth to the witch phase.

At the time of the birth of the Flame Witch Minister, Hua Xu's ears began to sound countless murmurs, as if he was telling and guiding.

It was a generation of witches who came across time and space to guide the path of their ancestors.

Hua Xu seemed to understand at this moment.

Where is her path!