It turned out that the compass was very similar to Yan San's early years of reading an ancient gossip deduction atlas. [with _dream]еā

Underneath those horizontal stripes are the eight points of Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui, symbolizing the eight natural forces of heaven, earth, thunder, wind, water, fire, mountain, and Ze. Various forces of nature interact with each other and evolve, and finally form the 8864 hexagrams. That is, under each quantile there are eight hexagram scales.

Fortunately, when Yan San was begging in his early years, he also worked part-time to tell fortunes, so he had some understanding of gossip maps.

At this time, the red shadow is where the beauty is located is the lower hexagram, the hexagram represents the pure yang, and the woman is yin, then the lord is not good. So Yan San immediately moved the red shadow to the Shangkun hexagram. Kun Zhuyin is a woman's body, and everything is naturally smooth.

Yan San's mouth was full of words, and when he moved his finger to Kun, he immediately turned the scale in a small circle.

At this time, Yan San looked nervously towards the picture scroll.

Seeing that the beauty was looking at the sky from the top of a mountain, she also seemed to realize that something was wrong and was trying to summon herself.

Yan San didn't have time to explain the reason to her at this time, but just observed her carefully.

The beauty was not injured again as she had just now, but her face was a little pale, and it didn't take long for the beauty to tremble with her hands on her shoulders.

Seeing the painful appearance of the beauty, Yan San hurriedly returned to the quaternary perspective and moved the red shadow vigorously to Xia Kun.

But now the beauty trembled even more, and her teeth chattered and clicked.

Yan San once again moved the Red Shadow Supreme Xun Hexagram.

This time, a gentle wind blew in the sky, and then the beauty no longer felt cold, but her cheeks were full of redness.

She straightened up, seemed to stretch out in comfort, and began to dance on the grass.

Seeing this, Yan San breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly thought that the beauty had finally returned to normal.

Just when Yan San thought that he had found a trick to crack the gossip map, who knew that the beauty actually exclaimed, Yan San hurriedly leaned down to check, only to see the beauty holding a few frowns in her hands and panicking.

Seeing that the beauty waterfall-like hair was falling, Yan San hurriedly returned to the quaternary perspective and shouted angrily, "How can this be?" How do I hack the Bagua Atlas? ”。

Yan San's fingers were in a trance on the red shadow several times, but he didn't move it.

He really didn't dare to move the red shadow easily this time, and he really didn't know what kind of damage he would cause to the beauty next time.

But he couldn't watch the beauty's jet-black hair fall out, so he let out a long breath and pressed his fingers against the red shadow to move it hard.

This time, Yan San almost didn't dare to look at the beauty anymore, but he had to face the reality, and for the sake of the beauty's safety, he returned to the perspective of the painting scroll.

At this time, the beauty's hair no longer fell out, and her frightened expression gradually calmed down. She held her head high, her dark eyes staring at the sky, as if asking herself why.

Yan San hesitated for a long time before writing, "I'm sorry, I don't want to be like this, don't worry, I will definitely deal with it as soon as possible, I swear."

The beauty blinked her big bright eyes and wrote on the ground, "As long as you are here, I am not afraid, but I must be mentally prepared to inform me before you change."

Yan San nodded with a wry smile and said, "Okay, how do you feel now?" I now place you in the hexagram."

Then Yan San described the matter of the gossip atlas to the beauty.

After listening to Yan San's description, the beauty not only did not worry, but aroused her curiosity and said, "Don't worry, I am willing to cooperate with you to find the gossip and break the formation."

Yan San stared at the beauty with some heartache and said, "I don't want you to get hurt again, I really can't bear it once."

The beauty was fearless, pouted and smiled, and said in an extreme tone, "I'm not afraid, if you can do such a meaningful thing, it's worth the injury."

Yan San really didn't understand why a beauty had such an extremely crazy idea

Seeing that Yan San didn't reply to herself for a long time, the beauty wrote again, "You let it go, I'm ready, now", saying this, the beauty stopped abruptly, her palms trembled and she could barely take out the petals.

At this moment, the beauty found a rock broken behind her, and then a huge pit appeared behind her, and the beauty was also agile, but she was still a step too late, and her footsteps loosened, and she fell towards a pit.

When Yan San saw this, he immediately flipped his hands, and a slender vine wrapped around the sky, winding the beauty at once, and then dragging her to the top of the mountain.

At this moment, the mountain also cracked, like a giant mouth waiting for her to fall.

Yan San hurriedly lifted it into the air again, and this time he didn't dare to put it down to the ground again. While holding the beauty, he returned to the quaternary perspective, stretched out his finger to point at the red shadow, and pushed it into the trigram with force.

Before Yan San could catch his breath, he heard a shocking thunder below, and then lightning slid towards the beauty against the clouds, seeing this scene, Yan San's heart was about to jump out, he hurriedly threw the rope and lowered the beauty from the clouds to the ground, and after that, the electric light in the sky was like a dense spider web.

Seeing this scene, not only did the beauty not show any fear or fear, but her face was full of excitement. She pointed to the sky and screamed loudly, it felt like a fighting eagle.

When Yan San saw the beauty at this moment, he couldn't help but look dumbfounded, and when he recovered, he found that the electric light had already shot to the ground, and there were a few lines that almost cut the beauty, such a scene, Yan San was no longer in the mood to appreciate it, so he returned to the quaternary perspective and pushed the red shadow down with force.

At this time, the rumbling thunder below gradually disappeared, Yan San breathed a sigh of relief, he turned back to the perspective of the picture scroll, this time he had already prepared, and immediately lifted the beauty up, not letting her touch anything, not even the flower garden and the mountain spring.

It wasn't until Yan San felt that it was impossible for the beauty to be in danger anymore that he took a long breath and wrote, "How do you feel, is there any abnormality in your body?" ”。

The beauty blinked her eyes and shook her head and said, "I'm all right, is this the position?" ”。

Yan San still didn't dare to believe it, and explained, "Eighty-eight sixty-four hexagrams, only one is your position, that is, the probability of being in Mongolia is only one in sixty-four, I hope we are lucky."

Yan San had already lost his self-confidence at this time, and after he said this, he was immediately on full alert.

The beauty looked very relaxed, she grabbed the vine with her hand, and it felt like she was swinging.

"Even if it's not right, it's just sixty-four attempts, nothing."

She said it very lightly, and seemed to be quite expectant.

Seeing the beauty like this, Yan Sanyi's stomach could only swallow the bitter water into his stomach, only he could know how bitter he was now.

That kind of physical and inner torment is definitely understandable.

Yan San's arms continued to fold to maintain the posture of a beauty. He also had to go out distracted, carefully figuring out the gossip map.

Yan San never believed that his luck would really be so good, and he only tried a few times before finding a position.

With the knowledge he learned from the fortune teller in his early years, Yan San began to deduce, the beauty belongs to yin, and when she was born in Yin, she was born in Xiangmu. He kept pinching one finger until he felt a violent shaking in his right hand.

He hurriedly turned his perspective to look at the scroll, and saw that the beauty was climbing up along the vines. Below the vines, a fiery red flame was spreading towards the sky.

While the beauty was climbing, she also used her jade feet to touch the ignited vines, and her movements frightened Yan Sandu even more nervously.

Just as Yan San was about to pull it away, the beauty kicked the vine's body hard and then swayed, falling on the opposite peak.

Then the beauty began to bounce and shuttle up and down the hillside, looking like a big agile monkey.

Seeing this scene, Yan San knew that the beauty was not only not fragile now, but even more agile than himself.

Perhaps this is the ability of the beauty to expand her territory and practice her own skills in the past few months.

Now Yan San has no doubt that she has the ability to protect herself.

Yan San glanced at the beauty, and after realizing that she was not in danger, he began to calculate carefully, "Heaven and earth are positioned, the mountains and rivers are ventilated, the thunder and wind are thin, and the water and fire do not shoot each other." The gossip is wrong, the number of the past is smooth, and the one who knows the coming is reversed, so it is easy to reverse the number of water and fire, yin and yang are not good hexagrams, and they are naturally discharged, and the mountains and thunder are not both, and they are also abandoned.

After some deduction, Yan San finally reduced the direction of the 8864 hexagrams to the 18 hexagrams. These eighteen formations are almost all very similar formations, or three trigrams within the same formation, which is like choosing the most correct person among the extremely similar twins and triplets.

With Yan San's deductive attainments, he couldn't go any further, and now he could only take the stupidest way, that is, to eliminate them one by one.

Although it was much less than the previous sixty-four hexagrams, these eighteen hexagrams still made Yan San a little unbearable.

So after another quarter of an hour of deliberation, he finally reduced the eighteen trigrams to twelve. None of this can be pruned.

Yan San could only confess the true situation to the beauty in the end, but the beauty did not have any fear, but was excited and eager to try.

Yan San took a long breath and began to try to deduce the twelve hexagrams.

The second life bowed his head slightly, and his cold eyes looked at a hundred red-haired zombies side by side on the ground.

The Clover Wood Elf and the Demon Lord followed closely behind him.

With a wave of the second life's arm, the battle leader appeared and rushed towards one of the red-haired zombies.

At first, the zombie didn't react at all, until the battle leader approached the red hair, he was resurrected, a pair of red claws slapped hard, and then the entire void was scratched one by one.

The battle leader was also forced to retreat by this grasp, and three blood marks appeared on the battle armor on his chest.

The second life knew that the battle leader was the union of the bone general and the yin ghost, so he naturally understood how strong it was, and now it was actually broken by the zombies. With such a strong attack power, it can simply surpass the level barrier. In other words, now the red-haired zombies already have the power of Dao Fa Void Transformation. And the strength of their bodies, as well as their painless attacks, make them perfect killing machines.

Seeing the strength of the zombies with their own eyes also increased the confidence of the two guys of the wood elf and the demon lord, but they didn't dare to deal with the second life now, they still had to wait, only after these zombie legions were strengthened to the greatest extent, then they would have the power to compete with the second life yin soldier legion.

The macaque's huge, furry head broke through the dimensional limits and stood in a supreme position, looking down. He needs to see the changes in the entire zombie army at all times, because his consciousness contains the spirit of corpse poison. It was a small thing the size of a palm, which looked inconspicuous, but it dominated these hundreds of red-haired zombie beasts.

The crimson liquid flowed out along the thick fog, like a giant python that twisted and turned, and then the red-haired zombies rushed out of the smoke one by one, tearing apart the body of a person.

The macaque was appointed as the commander of the zombie army, and although the demon lord did not feel good about it, he still did his best to assist the macaque and did not show any dissatisfaction.

Red clouds filled the void, as if they came from hell, and the momentum of hundreds of red-haired zombies literally changed the color of the entire void.

The terrible whistling sound of a beast in the distance spread throughout the continent, and even the void could feel the killing aura from below.

Countless grim faces were biting everywhere in the endless smoke, and in the most brutal way, they pierced the flesh and skin of people with their sharp nails, and even the internal organs. Bright red blood seeped through the cracks of his withered nails, so thick that it could barely melt away.

The near-apocalyptic picture is so disgusting that even the macaque, one of the five ghosts, can't bear it.

The sky was hazy, as if the entire void had become extremely oppressive, and the red air waves on the ground were still spreading, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, covering the entire continent in one go.

These hell envoys are ordinary murderous creatures, refining and strengthening are also different, they don't need to eat food, they don't need energy, they only need to kill. When killing, they can gain energy and corpse poison from their enemies to improve and strengthen themselves. Therefore, there is only one way for these red-haired zombies to advance, and that is to kill.

Second Life urgently needs this zombie army to grow up and become a killing machine that can wipe out the entire Divine Tomb Continent. As a result, he sent the Thin Monkey and the Demon Lord together to strengthen the zombies.

Unlike the primary zombies, the people who need to be killed by these red-haired poisonous corpses are by no means ordinary people, only those who have the power of the Dao Law can become the target of their strengthening, so they brought these hundreds of red-haired zombies to this continent of the Seven Gods, which is full of greed and wants to compete for the treasures of the Divine Tomb.

Only here will it provide enough energy for the evolution of this zombie army.

As the military formation spread, the Thin Monkey Corpse Poison Spirit also controlled all the zombies here, so he no longer stepped into the air and returned to the time and space where the real continent was located.

At this time, the Demon Lord was gearing up to rush in, and looking at his appearance, it seemed that he was more eager to kill than a zombie.

The macaque glared at him, and the Demon Lord took a step back and let the macaque walk at the front of the group.

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