Suddenly, Yin Dong felt a sharp pain in his head, as if he had been stabbed hard by an awl, and he screamed: "Fuck! It's your uncle's shell, why did you stab me?"
A wave of thought came from the mysterious shell - I'll give you a little lesson, kid. If you dare to slander this master again, I'll let you taste the taste of thousands of arrows piercing your brain.
"You...are the uncle!" Yin Dong was stunned for a second.
Since the mysterious shell was so eager to let him swallow the fire, Yin Dong also risked it. His figure flashed, leaving countless afterimages in this small space in an instant, as if he had transformed into thousands in an instant, which was difficult to distinguish.
true and false.
The figure of the witch flashed and landed in front of the altar. He opened his arms and began to sing quickly, making a series of strange and difficult sounds with a strange rhythm.
Yin Dong couldn't understand it, but it didn't stop him from observing the changes brought about by the witch's singing.
The flame suspended in the center of the ancient altar was originally burning quietly. As the witch chanted, the flame seemed to be poured with oil. The flames jumped up, getting bigger and bigger. The flames grew brighter and spread quickly throughout the whole place.
Altar, but was restricted within the scope of the altar by an invisible force.
This strange phenomenon made Yin Dong feel an inexplicable crisis. As his body flickered, he kept paying attention to the flame body that was getting higher and higher. He clearly captured the flames and manifested a rune pattern, which he saw.
A breathtaking power.
Yin Dong intuitively felt that the soul-stirring power was extremely dangerous. Dragon Yuan came out of his body to block the invisible power, and there was also a cool air current in his mind.
Outside the area where the altar is located, the light has completely dimmed, and the fire in the altar is getting brighter and redder.
The witch's singing became increasingly urgent, high-pitched, and fast-paced. The roars of countless beasts could be vaguely heard, and the roars seemed to come from the roars of ancient ferocious beasts.
At this time, there were countless animal skin drums being beaten, and the beating of the drums seemed to hit Yin Dong's heart, making him feel in a trance, as if he saw ancient barbarians dancing and offering sacrifices around a bonfire.
ancient dance.
The fire on the altar splashed out into small flames, floating outward, but hit the invisible barrier at the edge of the altar, was blocked, spread out, and merged into the blazing red light.
As the rhythm of the witch's chant quickened, more and more small flames splashed out, and more and more flames merged into the firelight. The flames on the altar were churning, and more rune patterns appeared. It was still very bright at first.
It was blurry, but eventually the fire became brighter and brighter, and the rune patterns became clearer and more complete.
The fire on the altar was like a boiling sea of ​​fire. Although the flames were limited to the altar and did not spread out, the temperature in the surrounding darkness was getting higher and higher.
Yin Dong's body felt no discomfort or burning sensation in the high temperature. Instead, it felt like a very comfortable warm feeling, like taking a bath in a hot spring.
The figure of the shaman standing in front of the altar was shrouded in darkness, but behind him was the altar that was like a sea of ​​fire. The firelight made him look even more mysterious, like a messenger of God coming out of the sea of ​​fire.
Many of the flames that burst out from the fire were shot at the witch, but they failed to touch him and were blocked and merged behind him.
In the red light, his state was as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and he was extremely excited.
Until the witch chant ended, the red light of the altar spread. At first, it was like a lit candle, and a small cluster of flames exploded above his head. Soon, more and more flames floated over, and it seemed like a bulge above his head.
A torch, with a tendency to spread downwards, to his body and limbs.
Yin Dong looked confused. Why did the witch look like he was going to burn himself to death?
Could it be that the witch was performing some evil witchcraft, using his own life as a medium to cast spells on him, turning him into a sacrifice and fuel for the fire?
This thought really made Yin Dong feel a little creepy, and he had the urge to run away... If the mysterious shell hadn't insisted on letting him swallow the fire, he would have escaped immediately.
Mysterious Shell is so anxious - do it, what are you talking about?
Yin Dong gritted his teeth. He really couldn't wait any longer. Otherwise, if the witch succeeded in casting the witchcraft and killed him, he would have lost two lives... He also had his son Xiaobao in the vortex. If he died in
Xiaobao will definitely not survive here.
"kill!"
Yin Dong roared violently, and with the violent power of the dragon, he pressed towards Wu Zhan, and his hand directly shot out a blood dragon claw and grabbed Wu's forehead.
At the same time, Yin Dong's dragon soul thorns shot out like rain, stabbing Wu fiercely.
Even if Yin Dong's realm is not high, the Dragon Soul Thorn and Blood Dragon Claw, coupled with the dragon's power to shock, the combat power has soared. If the ancestor-level strongman does not defend properly, he will be seriously injured even if he does not die.
But now...
Wu was not affected unexpectedly. The Dragon Soul Thorn and Dragon Power were directly melted by the fire on his body, while Yin Dong's Blood Dragon Claw was also blocked by the fire and melted quickly.
However, Yin Dong's attack did not stop. Instead of retreating, he advanced forward and landed directly in front of the witch. He raised his palm and pressed it on the forehead of the witch. A violent devouring force emerged, covering the witch's body with fire, and
The flames that kept sputtering were all swallowed up.
When Wu Yin Dong made a surprise attack, he didn't care at all. There was even a flash of disdain in his eyes, as if he was certain that Yin Dong could not hurt him.
At this moment, he discovered that the devouring power emerging from Yin Dong's hand was so violent that it not only devoured the red light and flames, but also affected the energy and blood in his body, as if it was about to leak out of his body. He panicked.
Yin Dong saw the panic in Wu's eyes, and felt a little relieved. It seemed that this method was still effective.
The power of the altar activated by the witchcraft causes the fire to mutate, causing the power of the fire to suddenly increase, which will definitely cause a lot of energy loss in the altar.
The power of the altar is definitely limited, or it takes time to replenish it. When he swallows the red light and flames on the witch, he is also devouring the energy of the altar. As long as he swallows it fast enough, the energy loss of the altar is much greater than the replenished energy.
At such a speed, the altar can collapse.
Yin Dong's guess was quickly confirmed.
The next moment, Wu screamed: "Stop! You can no longer swallow the energy of the altar, otherwise this space will collapse!"
"So what if the space collapses? I can still devour the energy of the turbulent flow of space. What am I afraid of?" Yin Dong showed an indifferent attitude, and the devouring power pouring out of his hands became even more fierce.
, the flames that spattered from the fire were directly pulled over by the violent devouring force.
The witch roared angrily: "You are the envoy of the Beast King, how could you do such a thing to harm the Yan tribe? The fire of the Yan tribe is immortal, and the holy mountain..."
Chapter completed!