The drums are getting more and more urgent, and the folk songs are getting more and more exciting.

Mu Qing and Wanlun were sweating like rain, their bulging muscles were covered with a layer of smooth oil, and the naked upper body was flushed as if burned by fire.

In harmony with the drum beats and clan singing, Ye Xi closed his eyes, raised his face slightly in the direction of Beichen Star, and then began to chant.

The esoteric and obscure Wuyu was constantly spit out in a peculiar rhythm.

This was the first time Ye Xi chanted the witch language, but he seemed to have chanted it thousands of times, without a trace of stagnation.

In the sky and earth, strands of green light invisible to others poured into Ye Xi's body like a whirlpool, gradually accumulating more and more magic power in his body.

When he felt that it was almost the same, Ye Xi suddenly waved his bone stick, and pointed the stick slightly to the pile of logs.

--boom!

I saw a one-meter-high white flame suddenly appeared in the log pile! The flames were burning, extremely vigorous.

Ye Xi was a little surprised.

How could this flame be so high? He remembered that when Tushan Witch first started a fire, the flame was only the size of a palm, and it was swaying with the wind, looking like it could be extinguished at any time. Why does his look so strong?

No matter what the reason is, let's talk about it after presiding over the big sacrifice. Ye Xi settled down, refocused on the witch language, and recited the blessing witch chant.

With the mysterious witch language, everyone in the Xia tribe was shrouded in white light, and the white light became stronger and stronger, almost turning into substance.

Seeing this, Ye Xi's eyebrows jumped again.

He remembered that there was only a hazy white light when Tushan Witch blessed him, but the light was so strong when he said it! This can be used for lighting if you enter the cave!

With the white light, all the people of the Xia tribe gradually melted away from the scars and dark diseases that had accumulated on their bodies, and their bodies returned to their healthiest state. The exhausted Mu Qing and Wanlun regained their strength, and the drum beat even became Louder!

Ye Xi watched them all the time and felt that they were almost recovered, so he stopped the blessing witch.

The next step is the most critical step-to awaken the soldiers!

There were thirty-nine reserve soldiers who were about to awaken this time. Ye Xi prepared to come in batches, so he first waved for five reserve soldiers to come.

The five reserve fighters were male and female, and even had Broken Ling who had just turned ten years old.

Regardless of Duan Ling's young age, he is actually the most advanced wave of all reserve fighters and has the highest chance of awakening.

The five reserve fighters took a deep breath and stood beside the blazing white flames, as Ye Xi had previously ordered, holding the beast core in their hands and sticking it to their heart.

After Ye Xi waited for them to do their actions, his face was sullen, and he shook his arms towards Beichenxing, and then chanted witch language loudly, with a magnificent and desolate breath coming towards her face.

Hum——

There was a slight tremor in the space.

Ye Xi's eyebrows suddenly appeared the size of a grain of rice, a vague, white light that looked like a tribal totem, and the whole person looked sacred and mysterious.

Roar! ! !

The phantom of the black scale tiger roaring suddenly appeared out of thin air on the drum!

The phantom of this brutal beast is so real, as if standing on the drum surface alive and showing its power.

All the people of the Xia tribe were taken aback, including Mu Qing and Wan Lun of Hammer Drum. The drums and singing stopped unconsciously. Ye Xi, who was chanting, frowned slightly invisible. Fortunately, all the Xia tribe members immediately connected the drums and singing in the next moment.

Ye Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and after chanting the witch language, he held the bone stick and pointed at the fire!

Huh!

The flame suddenly skyrocketed, and Yan's body rose three meters high. The white flame's body is now taller than a human, and the wood underneath is almost invisible.

Ye Xi chanted Wuwen to the five reserve soldiers, and began to help them awaken.

With the chanting of the witches, the fierce beast core attached to the skin gradually turned into water and melted into the heart, and the expressions of the five reserve soldiers became more and more painful, and the veins violently burst out, and finally couldn't help howling.

Ye Xi sighed softly in his heart. He had personally experienced awakening, and of course he knew how painful it was. It was as if a hot soldering iron was burning on his heart, and it was so painful that people wanted to die immediately to end the pain.

Although he was sympathetic, he was powerless, because this was a necessary process. To break through the cocoon and become a butterfly, he had to go through it himself.

One of the reserve soldiers who howled the most pain was a woman and the mother of a two-year-old child. She is very thin, because she is hungry and tired all the time, her arm is as thin as a stick of wood, and it seems that it can be broken at one break.

This woman really hurts too much. She is rolling all over the floor, her face twisted, her throat roars like a beast, her body is covered with mud, and she looks embarrassed.

Ye Xi couldn't bear it in his eyes.

He knew that this woman would be unable to hold on any longer, her physique was the worst of all, so the process of the fierce beast core being integrated into the body to transform the body was also the most tragic. And there is only one result that she can't survive, and that is death.

咚咚咚!咚咚!

Mu Qing and Wanlun struggled to hammer the drum, almost using their lives to swing the bone hammer.

The tribesmen also sang the tribe song desperately with their necks thickened, trying to give the reserve soldiers a little help, and the roaring song flew all the birds in the sky.

"...Withered head hanging down, which faith is looking up!

With a roar, the fiery heart rekindled in the unyielding heart..."

The green veins on the woman's forehead burst out, and her chicken-foot-like hands dig deep into the soil. She slapped her back teeth abruptly and was bitten by her. She lay on the ground, with blood, and sang word by word from the gap between her teeth: "My heart, there is a rock...no, no, can... shake……"

"I...have my heart, sky light, don't... annihilate!"

She gasped **** holy, sang out of tune, her face still distorted by pain, but she was not dead after all, and passed through like a tough guy.

Ye Xi's eyes were slightly hot.

While teaching the Xia tribe’s human songs, Ye Xi told them the story of the Xia Cangzu witch he had seen in the fantasy world.

The people of the Xia tribe were greatly shocked after hearing this, and felt that their current downturned appearance had lost the glory of their ancestors, so none of the thirty-nine reserve fighters selected for the primaries flinched. Women and children are the same, all desperately trying to The backbone of the Xia tribe straightened again.

Ye Xi recites the witch mantra while assessing the progress, knowing that it is almost done, so he waved his bone stick and made a hook against the white flames.

The flame suddenly rose into the sky, turning into five springs and rushing to the five reserve soldiers.

As soon as the white fire spring poured into their bodies, their pain was relieved a lot, and their hideous expressions became calmer and calmer.

As time passed, the first soldier who successfully awakened stood up from the ground, followed by the second, third...

Among them, Duan Ling was the last one to stand up. As a warrior, he looked at his hands in novelty, threw a fist, and then looked provocatively at the same group of awakened warriors with him. He was eager to try and seemed to want to fight. Frame ~lightnovelpub.net~ Ye Xi smiled slightly, did not give him this opportunity, and said to the crowd: "Ten more reserve fighters here."

Just helping the five reserve soldiers to awaken was very easy. He knew that he underestimated his strength. In order to save time, he simply awakened ten at once.

...

As the last soldier stood up from the ground, all the reserve soldiers of the Xia tribe were all awakened this time.

All Xia tribe people are very excited.

Thirty-nine warriors were born in the tribe, a total of thirty-nine warriors!

But despite the excitement, the hammer drum is still beating the drum, and the clan song is still singing the clan song, without any relaxation. Ye Xi stood by the fire and made a stop gesture to them.

The drums and singing disappeared suddenly.

Ye Xi also stopped chanting, then faced Beichenxing and raised his bone stick high against it.

There was silence all around.

The green energy that only a witch can see crazily poured into the bone stick, the white mark on Ye Xi's eyebrows blazed, and the totem mark became clear.

With a sneer, the white flames in the fire suddenly soared, and then exploded in all directions with a bang, turning into clusters of fragmented flames!

Looking at the small white meteor-like flame spots falling from mid-air, the faces of the Xia tribesmen showed excitement and joyful smiles. They spread their arms, rotated, and jumped to meet the white flames.

A lot of white flames fell on the surrounding flame-stripe ferns. The leaves of the flame-stripe ferns swayed and absorbed the flames. The lava-like patterns on the leaves flashed and flashed, and the entire fern seemed to become greener. Brighter.

"Hahaha..." The cheerful laughter echoed in the clearing.

In the crowd, Ye Xi, leaning on a bone stick, smiled slowly as he watched the celebrating crowd.

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