"Ha... this is witch fire! The original fire, also known as the heavenly fire, is one level higher than the pure sunlight in my cave heaven."

Qingyun murmured to himself, looking at the flames with light gold color, it seemed as if he saw the most beautiful color in the world.

And this is what Qingyun saw from the illusion just now, one of the three hundred and six flames removed by many witch tribes from the burning and burning flames of the giant holding the staff!

This is the manifestation of the essential power of the witch god!

The golden color of the flame itself is very stable, more like a ball of light than a flame.

The pure sunlight in the thatched hut cave sky is a red jumping light. Even if a person who doesn’t know anything, he will immediately feel the difference between the two flames when he sees the difference.

Of course, the color of the ancestor spirit fire I saw last time in the water lawn department is even more complex and has a lower level!

This is the essential gap in strength!

After all, the Pure Sunlight was only refined by the ancestors later, not the original core of power in the cave heaven!

When the Cave Heaven was robbed in Shajunfang, it was already severely damaged, and the core of the Cave Heaven was also destroyed.

Fortunately, the ancestor Sha Junfang had a premonition, so he arranged a backup plan and refined the pure sun lamp, barely replacing the core of the cave heaven and maintaining the existence of the cave heaven.

But the pure sunlight is a little worse after all, and it is not as good as the witch fire that has been passed down from the ancient wilderness era in front of you!

The bright clouds looked strange and stared at the flames, and a malicious smile appeared at the corner of their mouths.

He laughed, and his soul took a step forward and had already stepped into this witch fire. With a bang, he had merged into the flames.

His power increased by more than ten times at once. The soul and the witch fire merged into one, and turned into a flame giant. He stood up and took a step forward. The shadow demons on the edge of light around him were shining with light, as if they were burned by the flames, and a large amount of blue smoke rose.

Then Qingyun stretched out his hand and waved it, a flame swept across like a sword dozens of meters away. The shadow demon wherever he passed suddenly screamed and turned into ashes.

"Hahahahaha..."

Qingyun laughed loudly and showed joy: "This witch fire is indeed extraordinary, it is the real pure yang fire. Hum, in comparison, my pure yang light is not worthy of its name, it is still just a yin fire!

The inherited witch treasure of this flower ox tail is not the Void Spirit treasure, it is clearly the Pure Yang True Treasure!”

Tongxuan?     Xuling?       Pure Yang. They are the three levels of Lingbao!

The so-called witch treasure is a spiritual treasure? But the name is different.

This inherited witch treasure from the flower ox tail? It is definitely a pure yang true treasure of the pure yang level!

No one would have thought that such a small tribe as the small one, which is about to disappear, is the inherited witch treasure? It actually comes directly from the ancient times? One of the 306 primitive witch fires transformed by the ancestors of Wu Yuanren.

Later, the original source of the power of all the witch treasures of Wuyuan tribes came from these 306 balls of flames.

Although the witch fire on Huaniu's tail has been extremely weakened, it still comes from the original power of the Wuyuan clan!

How could this make Qingyun not happy?

He laughed loudly? A series of long swords of flames swung out? Every time, dozens or hundreds of shadow demons turned into ashes under the light of flames.

Wuhuo's power was quickly consumed, and after just a few swings, it had been consumed more than half of its power!

After all, although this witch fire is powerful in nature, it is already very weak in terms of quantity!

Only then did Feng Qingyun calm down from the excitement, and his soul moved? He rose up and returned to his body.

"Let me see the other ox-horned witch treasure from the Water Lawn Department? What is the function!"

Even though he said so, Qingyun no longer needs to go and see it.

The power of the inherited witch treasures of all the witch tribes? They all come from the original 306 flames.

After all, the land of the Three Thousand Snow Mountains? The environment and lifestyle are limited? It is impossible to allow the existence of a tribe on a large scale.

Once the tribe gathers too much population, the fragile natural environment around it cannot bear it, and there is not enough food.

Therefore, once the witch tribes proliferate to a certain level, they will split into new tribes.

It was like cells were constantly dividing and proliferating. Over the years, the Wuyuan tribe has also grown from the original 306 parts to the current tens of thousands of tribes!

And the 306 witch fires were also continuously divided and weakened.

When each large tribe splits, it will also separate part of the witch fire of its mother tribe.

The original witch fire is still preserved in the inherited witch treasures of Huaniu Tai. This is really rare!

If the other Wuyuan tribes knew about it, they would probably go crazy.

However, now it’s all cheaper!

Therefore, the ox-horned witch treasure in the Water Lawn section actually split from the original primitive witch fire.

It’s just a pity that the Wuhuo in the Water Lawn Department has split apart many times, and its power level has fallen to an inconspicuous state.

The Wu Bao in Huaniu Tai is still in the pure yang level, while the water lawn part is just the lowest Tongxuan!

At this moment, what Wei Qingyun had to do was just to combine the power contained in these two witch treasures into one.

There was no need for the cave mysterious mirror, just stretched out your hand and a little witch fire appeared out of thin air in the palm of your hand, burning it on the ox horned witch treasure, and the ox horned witch treasure suddenly emitted light.

The Tongxuan-level witch fire contained in this witch treasure also emerged and merged into the Pure Yang Witch Fire.

Then, Qingyun felt something and murmured to himself: "Changchun Jue!"

As he waved his gestures, a faint light shot out, and a warm wind blew out, just like the spring breeze in February, causing the river to melt.

The three thousand snow-capped mountains where Wu Yuan people live have a cold climate and are placed in the middle earth in the middle of the earth. Now it is only August and September at most.

But it has started to snow here.

The so-called witch sky is like flying snow in August!

The snow is intermittent and can go from late August to April of the following year.

This three thousand snowy mountain land is probably only three or four months at most when it doesn’t snow for a year!

Even though the people of Wuyuan have lived here for thousands of years and have already adapted to the environment here, it does not mean that the people of Wuyuan are not afraid of the cold.

Especially for the Huaniuwei tribe, due to defeat, they were driven out of their originally warmer and more comfortable habitats and migrated to this valley.

This long cave heaven is quite difficult for the flower oxtails. Even if they will not be frozen to death, they will also be frozen to death due to lack of food during the long ice and snow seasons!

This is also the biggest crisis that Hua Niu Tai encountered in front of him.
Chapter completed!