Chapter 39: Awakening

The light smoke of the incense on several cases floated straight up, and there was a yellowed futon in front of several cases, Xia Wenhua was sitting cross-legged on it, and suddenly a figure flashed in and knelt behind him, and the light smoke on several cases swayed a few times and then collapsed, and after a while, it condensed into a slow upward drift.

"The head of the family, Yu Gongzi has left. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Brother Yu, the eldest elder really takes care of you, and directly asked you to go to the eldest uncle if you have something, that is the deputy hall master of the Tianji Palace, and it is difficult for the patriarch to see each other. ”

Xia Yu looked at the person who spoke, smiled without saying a word, and then looked into the distance.

"Roar ~ roar ~ roar ~ roar. Bursts of beast sounds rang out one after another.

In a dense jungle in the depths of Yanzhou, there is a small and small circular mountain, and at the highest point of the mountain range is a wolf totem flag, and there are several people standing around, all of them watching the battle in front of them intently.

In the recess of the mountain, a circular colosseum was built, and at this time there were already several beast corpses in the field, and as an iron door creakled up, a roar mixed with the smell of blood came from a dark cave door, and the sound was like a violent wind blowing the sand and gravel on the ground.

A burly man stood in the middle of the field, his amber eyes fixed on the entrance of the cave, the paw prints on his chest and back gushed blood with a volatile breath, dripping down the breastplate and linen trousers made of chain mail and animal skin, and with a growing sense of oppression, he slowly raised the mace in his hand.

It was a sphin-like beast with a dog's head, its muscles bulging and more than twice its size than the beast killed in the field, its green eyes staring at the food in front of it, and its hideous face from several scars and broken fangs from its forehead to its neck, which looked more ferocious than any beast it had slain before.

The man in the field tightened the mace in his hand and took a deep breath.

"Descendant, give up, you have gained everyone's recognition and won the honor. A gruff voice came from above.

"No!" replied in a determined voice.

"Kill!" a loud roar, Yi Gao jumped up and swung off the mace in his hand with all his might.

The lion dog hissed and looked at the mace that only pounced on the door, and when the descendant was still a few positions away, a hint of cunning flashed in the lion's eyes, and he saw that it turned around and struck the tail whip like a descendant in mid-air.

He couldn't avoid hitting his tail with a mace, and he was slightly slapped by his tail.

With a "bang", he was slammed to the ground, and when he rolled, he saw the lion dog pounce on him, and in an instant, his legs kicked hard and flashed to the side, and a fishy smell followed, and a piece of linen pants was ripped off by fangs.

The two sides stared at each other after a round of tentativeness, and the lion kept dancing his mace around the lion, and the lion kept adjusting his position.

When he walked to the edge of a rock that had been rolled down from the battle in front of him, he instantly hit the lion dog with his hands and feet, and took cover behind a boulder as the lion dog coped.

"Boom", a boulder was smashed by the tail of the lion dog's whip, and in an instant a black shadow continued to enlarge in the eyes of the lion dog, the mace in the hand of the lion dog hit the lion dog's cheek firmly, several broken teeth and a stream of blood rolled down to the ground with the huge body, the lion dog's sharp claws grabbed the ground and dragged a scratch to stabilize the body, the scarlet tongue licked the blood at the broken teeth of the mouth, and let out a low roar.

Then the lion dog continued to attack head-on, and there were several blood marks on the body, when the descendant was busy parrying, the lion dog suddenly whipped the body of the descendant with the whip tail, and in the case of no time to react, the descendant was pumped far away and hit the mountain before stopping the body, the descendant stood up with a mace, coughed up a few mouthfuls of bloody sputum, and a pair of stones fell on the mountain wall to bury him, and the lion dog followed and then slowly approached.

Beneath the wolf totem was a heavy wooden chair, on which sat a man in tattered armor, his crimson cloak covering his mountain-like body, and his same amber eyes staring at the battle so focused that he didn't hear the sound of advice around him.

"Boom" A pile of rocks exploded, and the descendant stood up from the pile of stones, wiped the blood from his mouth, threw away the badly damaged weapon, and ripped off the chain mail that was barely hanging on his body, revealing his explosive strong muscles.

This ferocious lion dog had already stimulated all the fighting intent of the man in front of him, his amber eyes turned scarlet, and there was no previous concentration and judgment in his gaze, only a strong murderous aura.

All the spectators held their breath at the moment.

Step by step, the spine walked towards the lion dog, the high fighting spirit and the strong killer continued to climb and turn the virtual into reality, and the descendant burned as if surrounded by red fireworks.

The dog kept barking its teeth but retreated with the pace of the descendant, in fact it was just moving backwards desperately.

The murderous aura of red flames converged in the right fist of the descendant, and finally disappeared through the skull under the terrified eyes of the lion.

"Boom", a dull fall to the ground, causing two more bodies on the ground.

Several of the spectators looked at the leader of the red cloak.

"Carry it back. ”

"Yes. ”

A sharp pain pulled him back from the darkness, and a glimmer of light squeezed into his eyes, the pain growing stronger after a brief moment of dizziness.

"You did a good job today. A voice came.

He followed the voice and looked down the crimson cloak and saw the resolute face, which was Ao, the leader of the Chiyou clan.

"It was hot, there was a strong force and I felt like my body was going to explode, and I only had the target in my eyes, God blocking and killing God. Said Yi.

"I've awakened before, but only once, I awakened once last time when you saved Mu, thinking that you haven't been able to cultivate the Heavenly Xuan Sutra since you were a child, it doesn't seem to be a coincidence. Ao said solemnly.

Yi just wanted to say something more, Ao raised his hand to stop and said: "Take care of your injuries, don't mention this matter in the future, I will make my own arrangements when the injury is healed." ”

In a huge canopy, Ao held a handscroll of unknown leather in the vine house on the canopy, and looked at it, with layers of patterns engraved with ancient runes.

Ao's amber eyes became brighter and brighter, and the runes that came into his eyes seemed to come to life and peeled off layer by layer, and finally organized into a paragraph, which Ao copied on a piece of animal skin while looking at it.

After the copying was completed, everything returned to normal, Ao gently stroked the handscroll and thought about the last leader's deathbed confession: "Ao, this is the secret that our ancestors engraved on their bodies has been passed down to the four clans, and it is the key to the rise of our Chiyou clan, it is rumored that there will be a fearless warrior who will stand up." Ao, we live in a huge conspiracy, carefully lead our clan......"

Standing at the top of the canopy, Ao looked at the bonfires surrounding the clansmen below, turned around and sank into the canopy.