Chapter 252

Nine days later.

Deep in the cave.

Ye Xi sat on a stone platform with his eyes closed and the witch stone in his right hand.

A series of green energy that only the witch can see gushes out of the witch stone, melting into the palm of leaf Xi like snow, and then into the totem mark that keeps rotating in the sea of consciousness.

After the totem imprint absorbs this energy, it becomes brighter and brighter.

For these nine days, ye Xi has been absorbing the energy of witch stone. So far, it has absorbed almost all the power inside the stone. However, the witchcraft in his body has gradually become abundant, which is enough to host a great sacrifice.

As the energy of the witch stone is extracted, the originally gray witch stone becomes darker, and it looks no different from the ordinary stone.

When the light steams, the sun rises in the East.

……

The white bone is gray, and the glory has been inundated for years. The serpent of giant feather insects breaks my spine [br >

the head of the dead bone hanging down, and what faith is looking forward to.

Roar, blood does not bend heart to ignite the fire.

My heart has a rock, and cannot be shaken.

I have a sky light in my heart, and I can't die.

My heart is sharp and sharp.

I stand up and stand up, my ancestor is Xia Cang

The sacrifice drum music contains a mysterious rhythm, which can resonate with the heaven and earth, and make the body of reserve soldiers gradually enter the state, prepare for the coming awakening and help the reserve soldiers wake up.

But the strength of ordinary people is limited, even if the wood green and the finished Lun have a water bag mixed with the fierce animal blood water, drinking while hammering drums is still not enough.

So ye Xi can only think about another way, that is to make a tribal song with drumming. Reserve soldiers can listen to drums and sing songs, and they can gradually enter the state.

Poop, poop.

The beat of the song and the drum are very consistent, with the sound of the sound, everyone's heart rate changes.

But no one of the Xia tribes noticed it because they were so excited. The more excited all the people sang, the blood of men was blowing, the blue ribs around the neck and forehead were almost roaring, and the women and children were crying, shaking with their fists, and singing.

The chief of Lo sang that it was tears, and tears fell from the corner of the eyes stacked with wrinkles.

“…… I have a rock in my heart! Can't shake!

I have a light in my heart! Don't die!

My heart has a sharp edge! can 't be held back!

Head up and stand the world! My ancestor was named xiacang!!! "

With the intense drums and the cheering songs, everyone's blood boils and the heart rate gets faster.

Thump! It's a thump! Dong! Thump!

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