Chronicles of Primordial Wars

All the people have been stunned by this sudden change.

Just... What happened?

In fact, everyone is aware of what happened, but they don’t believe it.

An injured Yanjiao warrior, holding a weapon in his hand, just planned to fight with Wanshi people, but now, he feels that his opponent has disappeared.

Not the opposite person disappeared, but, standing there, like a puppet who lost his soul, his face was gray, his eyes were empty, his face was sluggish, and he stood there like a stone, and he kept his posture. If the muscles on the cheeks of the other side are convulsing quickly, the outsider may really think that this person has become a stone.

Such people are no longer threatening, and even people in Yanjiao do not want to start. Just like when hunting, I encountered a difficult beast, but when I was playing, the beast suddenly became a little beast with no teeth, and I could poke with a knife. This feeling is so strange that everyone has no idea to continue fighting for a time.

The pressure that has been pressed above has disappeared and dissipated as it cracked. The phenomenon of fire rejection is also not felt. People in the Yanjiao feel that there are any different kinds of fires that exclude them, such as the torrent-like obstacles, which are also scattered with the wind.

It’s all too sudden, such a drastic change, almost a moment to shoot people from heaven to hell, so fast that people are not prepared.

"What happened?" Dokang swallowed and looked at the other Yanjiao warriors next to him. In his past life, he was used to the days when there was no original fire, so the perception of the original fire was not strong. After perceiving the changes around. He has a speculation. However, he dare not say this speculation, it is too unbelievable.

"It seems to be... the fire of Wan Shi... No?" Tao Zheng tried to find out. He can't believe it.

That's it? That is the original fire! Known as the most powerful force of a tribe!

The small tribe is okay, the fire is not so strong, but Wanshi is also a big tribe, and their fire can bring such a great repression to everyone, showing the power it contains. The power of the fire. There are also strengths and weaknesses.

Even after feeling the power of the Wanshi fire, several leaders thought that for the time being, regardless of the type of fire, the people of Wanshi would be destroyed, and then the strength of the whole team would be used to attack the Wanshi fire, otherwise it would be Just go to the witch after the beating.

They are all ready to fight for a long time, and I want to suddenly come here.

Under the power of such a powerful Wanshi fire, there are still people who can destroy it?

at this time. Everyone is thinking: Who is ruined?

On the other side of the Wanshi tribe, one by one, like a walking dead, this sudden and huge blow, their psychological defenses were defeated.

They don't want to believe in the possibility of guessing in their hearts, but the power of the totem in the body is disappearing. This change is very obvious. The disappearance of power is accompanied by endless exhaustion. The weapons in the hands become more and more heavy, and the legs are like tied with boulder, so it is difficult to move one step. The soreness of the muscles and the painful stimulation caused by the injuries around the body are becoming more and more clear. The totem pattern on the body is dimming and disappearing. Like the firewood that burns to the end, the flames will pass away and the wood will turn into ashes.

Mechanically turning the neck, they look in the direction of the fire pit.

There is no obstruction of the gray flame, under the clear sky. The vision is clear.

There is no flame of fire on the other side of the fire pit. The power that has been guarded has disappeared without a trace.

What does this mean, they are too clear, after all, they have also killed other tribes, and they have seen the end of those tribal fires. Think of the tribes that have been destroyed by them, think of those who are suffering from life, and think of the slaves who are arbitrarily slaughtered...

The cruelty of this world, they have always understood that the weak meat is strong. However, in the past they stood in the position of the slayer, and now they become the meat of the slayer.

They, like birds without umbrellas, are about to usher in a brutal storm.

The midday sun is warm, but under this sky, everyone in Wanshi feels like an unprecedented cold. This is psychological. The cold that freezes into the bones is more than pouring a bucket of ice water in the big winter. It’s much colder, but they have no choice but to tremble with the cold of the invasion.

By the fire pit.

Wan Shi’s mouth was moved, and he wanted to say something, but he did not make a sound after several times, as if he had been caught in his throat, a syllable could not be made.

how can that be possible?

How can it be? !

Wan Shiwu heart, come and go and think about this sentence.

In the fire pit of Wanshi, there is a man. An Yanjiao. At this point, the man is sticking to the center of the usual fire.

Wan Shiwu stared at the hand that was attached there. The line of sight seemed to penetrate the hand and see if there was a gray flame coming out of the palm.

咕噜

A small stone rolled and made a slight noise.

The hand attached to the fire pit moved.

Shao Xuan slowly stood up and lifted his hand in the fire pit to look at the fire pit.

This fire pit is already dead. Since then, no more kind of fire has burned.

A figure rushed over and Shao Xuan did not stop. He looked at Wan Shiwu madly ran here, standing unsteadily and directly squatting, then madly dig with his hands, trying to dig out something from inside.

A piece of stone was shaved, and below it was a very common stone, nothing more.

"Impossible! Impossible!!"

Wan Shiwu had two hands of blood, shouting hysteria, and then suddenly looked at Shao Xuan, hate and crazy eyes with some fear, and then like to decide what to decide, generally took out a metal dagger, bouncing up to Shao Xuan Sting up.

Shao Xuan just looked at him calmly, then stretched out **** to pinch the dagger that had been stabbed.

However, it is a simple movement, but it completely beats Wanshi Wu back to reality.

Power is really gone. If his own strength is still there, even if it is not a powerful warrior, it will not be so soft and weak, the other **** can pinch.

"what"

Wan Shiwu holds the dagger, does not let go, and tries to push forward, but the dagger does not move, as if there is a strong barrier in front, he can't move forward. Looking up at Shao Xuan's eyes, he found that Shao Xuan had some strange light in his eyes.

Although Wan Shi’s fire disappeared, Wan Shiwu still had a little residual perceptual ability. He could feel that Shao Xuan’s body is different from the Wanshi tribe, unlike the Yanjiao tribe, unlike any other tribe. Strength, is that really the power of fire?

I thought of Shao Xuan’s desperate jump, and Wan Shi’s mind kept playing back that scene. That is not the power of a normal tribe, absolutely not!

"Who are you..." Wan Shiwu muttered.

Shao Xuan said nothing.

"Who are you?! Who is it?!!"

Without the arrogance of Wan Shiwu’s madness, Shao Xuan’s finger moved and bounced the dagger together. “You ask me? How do I know?”

Shao Xuanxin clearly knows what the question of Wan Shiwu is, but Shao Xuan can't answer it.

The witch said that if you want to destroy the fire of Wanshi, you must follow the instructions of the fire in the body, and perhaps set the power of totem and the power of inheritance. However, at that moment, the dominant role in his body is not inflammation. The fire of the horn, but the strange power.

Since coming to this world, Shao Xuan has never figured out what the power is. Why is he brought here? But many things later made him know that the power is related to the fire, not only the fire of the Yanjiao, but also the fire of other tribes.

Shao Xuan looks the same as other children in the tribe, but when he wakes up, he is different from everyone else.

Shao Xuan once brought back the stone from the crocodile of the 咢 咢 , but made the water moon stone, the stone that is said to be produced only by the 咢 tribe.

Shao Xuan once went to the rain tribe. It is said that the rain-stricken ritual that could not be successful for thousands of years has been successful.

......

All of this is related to the power that brought him here.

What kind of power is that, Shao Xuan can not say.

Turned around, the direction of the Shao Xuan Chao tribe team passed.

This embarrassment, there is no need to continue.

The people of the Wanshi tribe gradually returned to God, and they have lost all their war.

Yan Yan’s team took a step forward and they could go back far.

Some people screamed in horror and ran away from the distance. It was like a signal. More and more people ran away quickly on the battlefield.

Although the slave owners were shocked that Wan Shi was so defeated, it was much faster than they thought, but the current situation, the people of the Wanshi tribe, they regret, but they are still satisfied.

What they want to receive most now is the tribal warriors who lost their fire. Because they have owned it, after losing their strength, those people will definitely want to have power again. This is the best opportunity for slave owners to get involved.

Income! !

The slave owners who had been shrunk, like the smell of the beasts of the flesh, have stretched out their claws.

The people on the side of Yanjiao are not right. If these slave owners are not good, they will destroy the fire of Wanshi. They are not interested in continuing to slaughter the weak. However, if the slave owner is there, it means that those Wanshi people have another If you have the power, you will retaliate.

How is this going? !

"Cut and cut! Don't let them slip away with the slave owners! Even the slaves and slave owners will cut them with me!" Although the slave owners here are not yet in a climate, he is also more protective.

The three big bosses continued to chase after a group of Yanjiao soldiers, while the two leaders took the rest of the people to clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, and count the dead and wounded.

When Shao Xuan returned to the other side, he saw Caesar kneeling on the ground and licking his wound. At the time of the attack, Caesar, like the others, mainly blocked the Wanshi beasts, so they did not work with Shao Xuan.

There are a lot of wounds left by the bite of the teeth. It is blood, and there is a blood hole on the back, like a spear with a spear.

Hearing Shao Xuan's footsteps, Caesar's ears moved, stopped the action of licking the wound, and turned to look at Shao Xuan.

Shao Xuan’s footsteps are stiff.

Caesar's one eye, no more. (To be continued.)