"羝"

a strange bird song sounded from the top of the valley, and then a giant bird appeared. It had six huge wings and four legs and two heads, which was the totem believed by one of the tribes.

After the giant bird appeared in the sky above the valley, its six wings suddenly fluttered violently. Suddenly, a strong wind formed, like a typhoon in the sea, rushed towards the blood mist in the valley.

However, what should have been the scene of wind conquering fog still failed at this time.

In the face of the thick blood mist, the huge wind still seems to have no way to use it, but to make it ripple ~

and seeing this scene, Hanyu Xiaotian suddenly moved. Then, in the thick blood mist, Hanyu Xiaotian's palm slightly extended and his lips gently spit ~

"the Xun of eight trigrams ~"

Xun is the wind, like a lonely leaf When the boat falls on the beach, there is no water to advance or retreat. When there is heavy rain, the river and lake overflow, so there is no need to go back and forth.

"Xun Xia Duan", the Xun hexagram represents a Yin Bi to sneak under the two Yang Yao, indicating that one Yin goes deep under the two Yang Yang Yang.

Xun hexagram is just like wind. Everywhere, floating penetration. No matter how small the gap is, Xun can exist in the middle, travel far and carry all kinds of energy.

In the past, in Xun hexagrams, Hanyu Xiaotian was often crowned with thunder, or yin and Yang Qi. The so-called "Yin and Yang Qi, with thunder and wind."

This time, in the blood mist, Hanyu Xiaotian seems to feel something, but in his Xun hexagram, he has added magnetic force ~

this time, the magnetic force is not the kind of magnetic frenzy, but a strange energy floating with the wind.

Hoo ~

the light wind turns into invisibility and melts into the huge wind force from the top to the bottom, rippling with the blood mist.

At the same time, a strange magnetic force seeps out from the wind and melts into the blood mist ~

poop ~

the invisible and immaterial magnetic force seems to touch some inexplicable existence ~

in the process of twisting and extending, it is like the sound of bullets entering the body that just appeared in the blood hole of the tribal people Then, a more strange voice appeared than that of the aborigines who had just appeared in the blood hole. One by one, they howled from the void, just like the trembling at the moment before the soul died, and then gradually came to the extinction...

...

"what the hell!"

"No! Real field is dead

"What a strange thing ~"

the sound of panic came from the blood droplets floating in the blood mist, and then, with the rapid dissipation of the strong blood mist, one after another of the figures showed up ~

"you are the evil spirits in the sky!"

When they saw these figures, the aborigines of the major tribes suddenly exclaimed. At the same time, their faces were filled with bad and murderous spirit.

These figures emerging from the strange fog are just like Han Yu Xiaotian, who have been handed down from generation to generation among the Aboriginal population in the mountain and sea world!

"What was that just now? Why is it so weird? "

"I broke the blood fog wheel method of my royal family! What is it? "

"Did these aborigines use any evil methods?"

The dozens of figures appeared in the blood mist were all dressed in blood red folding clothes, and their faces were covered by red masks. Even their only naked eyes showed a strange blood red, as if they were blood drops, which attracted people's hearts