Chapter 287: Vulcan Rebirth

It was a light that suddenly lit up, suddenly rising from the Scepter of Fire, and the whole dune seemed to be enveloped in this light in an instant, grand and turbulent, and the light was roaring like a fire.
Almost at the same time, on the battlefield of fierce slaughter, all barbarian warriors immersed in killings and life and death did not notice the strangeness on the sand dunes next to this battlefield. The only thing that felt was the one holding the staff to cast priest.
The earth-yellow staff that was in its heyday and invincible on the battlefield suddenly shivered violently, and several rays of light shot back immediately, returning to the staff and flashing, it seemed to be alert.
And the stone urn in front of it seemed to lose a part of its power suddenly, and the speed and agility also slowed down.
However, this is the case. This terrible and powerful stone puppet is still an invincible horror on the battlefield. The battle situation has not changed, and even the two sides of the battle have not noticed anything wrong. At most, the priest thinks that this power It's enough to win, no more effort is needed.
However, at this moment, the priest's face was suddenly condensed, and just at that moment, he clearly felt that a powerful "primitive force" suddenly appeared around him. That spiritual power was pure and powerful. In the past, he had only seen it in a few Shaman adults in the Temple of War.
Could it be that a powerful shaman came here suddenly?
When this thought came to his mind, the priest's face paled instantly. Like the worship of these barbarian warriors around him, he was even more awed by the shamans who were at the pinnacle of barbaric power, and he didn't even dare to enemies against them.
However, soon the priest noticed something wrong, because apart from the spiritual fluctuations, he didn't feel the familiar and awe-inspiring wave that seemed to cover the sky.
This discovery calmed the priest's mind, and then his eyes swept around. After a while, his eyes fell on the dune beside the battlefield.
There seemed to be a fire burning, and the flames were rising, and it seemed that the hills were shrouded in it. And the wave of spiritual power he felt before came from there.
After seeing the fire, the priest couldn't help it: a fire spirit?
Hasn't this power disappeared in the wilderness for thousands of years?
After a moment, the priest gave a sneer, his eyes revealing a certain color.
The true five elementary spiritual powers of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth have never been mastered by adults at the barbarian shaman level, and they are more of a variety of secondary spiritual powers practiced by priests like him. But the power is just as powerful. Thinking of this, he was a little disgusted by the enemy hiding in the dunes.
This is a great plan to disturb his conquest of the Shanling tribe, even if he hasn't shot yet, but as long as it affects here, he will be his enemy.
Since it is not Lord Shaman, there is nothing to be afraid of. The priest himself is also a very talented rising star in the Temple of War. If he is not born, it is not very good. He does not have the support of a strong tribe. His achievements have already surpassed him. Many now. Because of this, he was even more eager to subdue a tribe for his own use.
It's just that in the barren wasteland, all the clans adhere to the only belief in the totem power. Except for the ancestors, the barbarians only worship one kind of totem power. For example, the tribe that believes in the fire totem will never believe in the water totem. the power of.
The priest ’s totem spiritual power belongs to the earth system totem power system in the five elements. To find a power that believes in the earth system, and the tribe has lost the priest, the tribe as a whole must not be too weak, otherwise it will not give him all This kind of strong support is useless for conquest.
Therefore, to subdue the Shanling tribe is a matter of absolute tolerance.
Originally, his morale among the Shanling clan has been basically grasped. Today, in the battle, facing the hostile four small clans joined forces, as long as the battle is won, the Shanling clan will definitely return to him. Seeing that the work is about to be completed, but this accident happened again, this time it is impossible to shrink back anyway.
The priest took the staff directly, and the mysterious spell in his mouth reappeared, but his body turned a half circle, no longer facing the front of the battlefield, but looking towards the dune.
The leaders of the Shanling tribe around the priest soon noticed the strangeness, and they looked up, and immediately saw the strange fire on the dunes, and suddenly their faces changed slightly. However, they saw that the priest was indifferently looking at his face and started to work directly there.
After this battle, the priest had already proven his strength.
A yellow light rose, like a reckless wasteland, vast and magnificent, turned a huge fist into the air, and then slammed into the dune.
Lu Chen, who was hiding behind the dunes, was helpless at the moment. According to his intent, the barbarians on the two sides below it were killed or killed. They had nothing to do with him. When they were ready to leave, who I can think of this Fire Scepter coming out again.
Although Lu Chen didn't know why the barbarian priest was so decisive, and even he didn't hesitate to work directly here, apparently, the other party regarded himself as an enemy here.
The fire scepter gave off a raging flame, and the wand body became hotter and hotter, and seemed very angry. Probably think that the other side is bold and provocative?
But even if people are provocative, I ca n’t handle it? Lu Chen was at a loss for this fire wand, which can only illuminate and act as a torch. Seeing that opponent ’s mighty fist was about to fall, in anxiety, he could only carry the only power of black fire in his body. , Poured into the vulcan.
The black fireworks flashed through his eyes and pupils, almost at the same time, the different lights on the fire scepter lit up, all the totem runes appeared at the same time, and a pure and powerful spiritual force spewed out.
That was the flame.
Black flame!
Lu Chen was frightened, but he was speechless for a while.
In the ancient tree cave before, he tried it countless times and couldn't activate this half of the Fire Scepter. I didn't expect that it would only change today when it was used today.
As the black fire on the Scepter of Vulture rose, it suddenly swallowed up the original firelight, turning it into a dark flame. The whole dune seemed to darken, and then a huge shadow appeared in mid-air, whistling and flying away. .
The giant fist sacrificed by the barbarian priest was so powerful that he smashed into this dark shadow, but was immediately entangled with black fire, and then a terrible scene appeared, and Black Flame began to corrode the earthy giant from all sides. The fist, with its low whistle, is like a ghost crying, but in a blink of an eye, the entire giant fist was completely corroded, and when the last light was about to escape, it was directly drowned by the black shadow like the Black Sea, even the sound Without a word, it disappeared instantly.
In the distance, the barbaric priest's face was suddenly pale. With a "wow" sound, he took a spit of blood, his expression changed, and his eyes turned into an incredible fear.
At that moment, as if he had seen a ghost, he yelled abnormally: "Magic fire, magic fire ... This is the power of black fire ..."
His voice was hoarse, and after a while, a flame suddenly burst from his throat, burning madly, dancing black, scorching all his flesh and blood.
The priest screamed in the sky, throwing away the staff in his hand, covering his throat with both hands, and falling to the ground, he began to struggle and twitch.
The barbarians of the surrounding Shanling clan were scared, one by one stunned, wondering what happened.
One of the bolder barbarian leaders, out of respect for the priest, ventured to help and beat the flame on the priest, but only for a moment, the black fire spread directly from the priest to his body.
"Ah ..." A scream of screams emanated from the mouth of this strong barbarian warrior. He was not afraid of even killing. At this moment, he seemed to suffer from unimaginable and terrible pain. .
The barbarian around was screaming again and again, and immediately exited aside far away, revealing a large circle, and then watched the two people in the middle burned to death by the weird and terrible black fire. Two charred bones.
When the priest died in pain and insanity, the stone urn on the distant battlefield suddenly stopped. A moment later, the extremely powerful killing machine at the previous moment was like losing its skeleton support, all the stone sand All the soil was fragmented, and the soil collapsed into a pile of scattered gravel, which collapsed.
Above the battlefield, there was a moment of silence.
The barbarian warriors on both sides did not seem to know what had happened, one by one stunned and staring at each other.
But then, the screams of wailing screams from behind the Shanling clan rang through the whole battlefield ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and suddenly changed the situation.
Countless mountain spirit soldiers looked back one after another, I don't know who shouted aloud, "The priest is dead." Then, the crowd was chaotic.
The morale of the soldiers united by the several tribes in front was very strong. Several leaders even roared the command without losing time. Several warrior leaders even took the lead and rushed to the battlefield, immediately causing a tide of counterattack.
The side of the Shanling clan seemed to fall from the highest point at once, and the entire battle array shuddered because of the death of the priest, and then began to collapse quickly.
The result of relying too much on a powerful force is that when it disappears, it will become weaker and smaller than ordinary people.
The killing situation reversed in an instant, and the battle went up and down. In a blink of an eye, the front row of soldiers of the Shanling clan had fallen, and in the blood splash, everyone began to escape.
Behind the crowd, here in the United Tribe, there was a sudden roar.
"Vulcan, Vulcan, is Vulcan reborn!" (To be continued.)