Chapter 33: The Great Calamity is Coming

In the next few hours, Shi Yi sat under the willow god, opened his eyes to observe the strange treasure bone in his hand--- primordial true solution.

Shi Yi was extremely obsessed with treasure bones, just as if he was obsessed with treasure art back then, and even more so.

He only rested for a while only occasionally when he was mentally exhausted to the extreme, and spent most of his time practicing, just like he did in the Martial Prince's Mansion.

Shi Yi only wanted to sit beside Liu Shen and practice, and that feeling of peace of mind and tranquility was something that the rest of Shicun could not bring him.

Shi Yi's heavy pupils were exuding a pale golden floating light at the moment, and he looked at a rune fiercely: what evolved from that rune was the duel between the primeval fierce beast Han Qi and a humanoid creature.

In their hands, they held the peerless and powerful treasure arts, fighting in the treasure bones, the runes splashed, and the powerful power that burst out, their every move was smooth and natural, with the imprint of the Great Dao, which was extremely mysterious;

There is also a golden roc spreading its wings, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky, spreading its wings, covering the sky and the sun; when it takes off, the dust flies, the boulder rolls down and cracks, and it jumps up, as if it can go straight into the nine heavens;

There is also a real dragon soaring on it, with a monstrous ferocity, turning clouds and rain in the air and the sea, annihilating many living beings, and no one can resist it;

There are even some humanoid beings whose faces are not clear, and their bodies are shrouded in black or golden light, and they are using mysterious treasures......

Shi Yi has seen and never seen it, and even some creatures that only exist in legends, all of them practiced their supernatural treasures in it, fought with other creatures, and began to decompose into primitive runes and bone inscriptions, which were extremely creative, shocking and intoxicating.

One day, Shi Yi was standing beside Liu Shen, rubbing his temples with his small hands, with a hint of tiredness in his expression, he looked up at the birds in the sky.

"Recently, there have been more and more migratory birds. Shi Yi muttered. The expression in the pupils is unclear, and it seems that he can see through a lot of falsehoods in the circulation.

Shi Yi glanced at the children who were still playing in the village and the villagers who were unaware, his delicate little face frowned slightly, and an inexplicable uneasiness and depression struck.

"Eh, Ziyun, don't make trouble, why are you pulling me?" Shi Hao looked at Ziyun who grabbed the corner of his clothes and pulled him to the sacrificial spirit, and he also had some bad premonitions in his heart.

Ziyun is a bird that grew up in the village. It rarely has such a short temper, even Shi Hao can't persuade it, thinking about it, there must be something big about it.

"Grandpa the village chief, don't let Uncle and them hunt today, I always feel that something will happen recently. Shi Hao flashed a pair of big black and white eyes, and said to the village chief very seriously.

The place where the stone village is located is remote, and there are only a few scattered villages in the vast land, so they are far apart.

Therefore, this is the reason why the first few groups of people who came to the mountains to seek mountain treasures, even if they knew that this was the ancestral land of the Shi clan and it was very inappropriate to stay, they were unwilling to go to other places to rest.

Yanagi had said that he would move Ishimura to another location, so he suspected that the scope of the catastrophe would be so large that it would even threaten the surrounding villages, and it would last for a long time......

Some old people are also worried, they have gone through a long time, and naturally know that the movement of large-scale fierce beasts will inevitably be accompanied by death and blood.

Most of the villagers began to kneel near the willow god and pray for sacrifices.

An oppressive and tense atmosphere makes people tense their nerves and even their scalps become woody.