Chapter 221: Blasphemy with Blood

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What Han Feng was looking at was the original roof relief of this building.

Although many of these reliefs were destroyed when the stones fell during the natural disaster, the content left on them is still surprising. After Han Feng understood what was painted on the relief, he hurriedly turned his head. He saw that Mingxi didn't pay attention to the relief, so he relieved his heart, and at the same time felt uneasy, afraid that when she would see these secrets next to the two of them.

All he saw was one of the reliefs, and he saw that there was a cave painted on it, and beyond the cave was not the Snow Dragon Mountain they had come—it was a whole new world.

There were also Yi people in that world, and the clothes they wore were no different from the Yi people today, and several of them were dressed as hunters carrying huge wooden stakes on their shoulders, and the stakes were tied to the prey, but the prey—Han Feng was sure that he had never seen it in the Dai Kingdom.

Perhaps it was to deliberately highlight the ferocity of the prey, or perhaps it was the prey itself, and the prey in the relief was more of a monster than a beast. Judging from the size ratio of its size to a human on the picture, even if the white-haired spotted tiger in Mingxi is in front of the prey, it can only be regarded as a slightly larger kitten.

"That's where you come from, and it's also where you return", Han Feng suddenly remembered this sentence, what if the so-called place of origin and return didn't refer to exactly the Holy City?

Where is the cave, and is the other end of the cave the true origin of the Yi people, and the holy city...... Is it just a channel?

Looking at the deep twists and turns on the other side of the Holy City, Han Feng suddenly felt a little excited, and at the same time a little nervous. If there is a way to another world, then if all the Yi people are migrated there, will there be no disputes between Yi people and generations in this world?

But in the first place, why did the Yi people come?

This relief is just a piece, if you want to know the secret hidden here, unless you read all the reliefs one by one, but in the end, I don't know whether this matter is good or bad, for a while, Han Feng is not even sure whether to tell Li Jian about this discovery.

He pinned his hopes on Bai Tong, but unfortunately, although the latter "carried on" the past at the moment of entering the Holy City, the past he inherited was only until the destruction of the Holy City, and further on, he did not know anything, and even the impression of this relief was vague and uncertain.

At this time, the sound of water in the distance had gradually stopped, and Han Feng was about to get up, but he heard Mingxi suddenly ask, "Who do you think of me?"

Han Feng smiled lightly: "Why do you want to ask this?" He stood up as he spoke, but when he turned his head, he saw that Mingxi was still sitting and didn't get up. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to her, Mingxi didn't pull him, she repeated Fang Cai's words, not only that, but added a sentence later: "I'm afraid that if you don't say it again, I won't have a chance to know." ”

At this time, there was already a bit of pleading in her words, and at first glance, it didn't look like Han Feng was caught by her, but she became a prisoner of the ranks.

Han Feng's heart softened, but looking at Wan Rou and Lijiao who was getting closer and closer in the distance, his heart hardened again: "Third princess, did you say that your heart has softened until this moment?"

He called her the "third princess", and naturally regarded her as an enemy. Mingxi's eyes darkened slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Thank you." ”

At that time, Wan Rou and Lijiao had already walked to the two of them, and the two of them were cleaned and dressed in new clothes, and their mood was much better. Wanrou held a torch in her hand, and walked gracefully behind her back with her hands behind her back. She was still far away from Han Feng, so she pinched her nose with her left hand and laughed loudly: "Brother Han, why don't you go to wash? Well, it stinks to death, and she's still standing next to you! Hey, third princess, is your nose broken?"

Naturally, it was Mingxi who was joking and ridiculing, but Han Feng was burned in the face by Liyu. Along the way, he had to protect Wanrou and take care of himself, and he naturally had a lot of gray things like bats on his body. If it were an ordinary day, he would have been ashamed of himself in front of Mingxi, but he didn't know what was going on at this time, not only did he feel embarrassed, but he could face it calmly.

Of course, Li Jiao said so, but at this moment, he never wanted Han Feng to leave. She saw that Mingxi's face was as cold as iron, and she also saw the "Hundred Beast Dance" in her hand being lifted up minute by minute.

The bats hovering above everyone also seemed to sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and they gathered together, ready to make a final fight, but just before the "Dance of the Hundred Beasts" was about to sound, Han Feng finally made a move.

Everyone's weapons were ordered by Mingxi to stay in the bat cave, and Han Feng's Purple Gold Sword and Purple Gold Scimitar were no exception, so what he was holding in his hand at this time was a cold iron short sword that had been tightly bound in front of his left arm.

The sword points to the "Dance of the Beasts". He had been waiting for this moment, and he was confident that with his kung fu, in such a short distance, Mingxi would definitely not be able to dodge!

But as soon as he moved, he realized that the situation around him was not right. Mingxi was obviously in front of him, even a step away from him, but this step was endless, and he ran with all his strength, but he couldn't touch her at all. He looked down at the ground, which was still ground, but it was obvious that a few small pebbles had been scattered between him and Mingxi. He clearly knew that those small pebbles were only the size of copper plates, but in a trance, he felt that they were like several bully and uneven mountains, blocking him from Mingxi.

Spell!

Han Feng was secretly shocked: he really didn't expect that Mingxi's formation had reached such a high level, and he would be able to put this mountain rejection formation at will. This array is Mingxi's world, it can be said that he has let Mingxi fish and meat at the moment, and if he wants to hurt Mingxi, it is bound to be difficult to reach the sky.

However, when he was in the array, he was in another world, and even if all the bats rushed over, he would be shielded from the rest of the world. To the three women, he was now a 10 out of 10 bystanders.

And at this time, Lijiao also made a move. The weapon she used was a purple gold dagger.

For Mingxi, Wanrou was the only one of these people who did not pose a threat to her, so she never thought that Wanrou would have a murder weapon on her. Mingxi didn't know this, but Lijiao knew that she took Wanrou to take a bath with her, and one of her intentions was to borrow the Zijin dagger.

Stabbing people with a dagger is not Li's specialty, and she also knows that her three-legged cat's kung fu is not enough to hurt people, so the dagger in her hand did not stab at Mingxi, but stabbed at herself.

She drew a strange symbol on her left hand and slapped it around her body six times with incredible speed. Every time she struck out, there was a cloud of blood mist, but the blood mist did not immediately dissipate beside her, but remained motionless, and after these six blows, six blood mist appeared around her, the shape of this blood mist was naturally unfamiliar to Mingxi and Wanrou, but in Han Feng's eyes, it felt extremely familiar.

This is the position of the six hands of the God of Nature, and Lijiao is holding a purple gold dagger in his hand, which is naturally the God of Nature who presents the Dharma Protector God's Dharma body.

In the belief of the Yi people, the god of nature is the god of creation of external things, with power that the gods cannot match, and using blood to pose for the Dharma protector god Dharma body is regarded as a blasphemy, which may be able to obtain unimaginable power for a while, but it will also make the soul be abandoned by the god of nature. This is a method that many Yi priests will not use until they die, and even when the two tribes faced the crisis of extinction more than a hundred years ago, those two priests did not have this kind of courage.

Looking at Lijiao in the blood mist, Han Feng only felt a flower in front of his eyes, as if what he saw was no longer Lijiao, but the god of nature. He didn't believe in these ghosts and gods, but at this time, he felt a movement in his heart.

The doppelganger of the protector god in the blood mist made the bats flying above everyone's heads feel an unprecedented threat, the animals were cautious by nature, and the bats were all chaotic for a while, even though the "Hundred Beast Dance" sounded at this time, but they still chose to escape.

Thousands of bats left everyone's sight in an instant, and the blood mist was also dispersed after the bats left. Lijiao gasped and fell to her knees on one knee, she didn't even have the strength to hold the purple gold dagger anymore, but let the dagger fall from her hand and fall to the ground.

The blood on her left hand seemed to have been cleaned, and at this time, the palm turned upside down, and I saw several wounds crisscrossing the palm, no blood flowed out, but the wounds were turned over with white flesh, which made people look frightened.

Although the bats had left, Mingxi was still in an advantageous position for the few people present.

Han Feng was trapped in the formation, Lijiao was extremely weak when she used up her strength, Wanrou was powerless, although Mingxi had no weapons on her body, even if she picked up a stone casually, she could smash Liji and Wanrou to death.

Lijiao supported the ground with her right hand, barely looked up at Mingxi, laughed miserably, and said, "It's a pity...... Pity...... I didn't hold out any longer......"

Mingxi looked at Liji expressionlessly, and I have to say that Liji is really an opponent worthy of her respect. She is younger than herself, but her heart is more ruthless than herself, and she shoulders more. The moment she saw the blood mist, she almost thought that she was going to die in her hands, and what surprised her was that at that moment she didn't feel scared, and even felt a little relieved, but Lijiao fell in front of her - I have to say, this is fate.

Mingxi said: "You have done your best to fight this battle with you...... I will kill you again, and I will have no regrets. With that, she was about to bend down to get the purple gold dagger, but a person next to her suddenly bumped into her.

At this moment, even Han Feng, who was trying to break the formation, stopped and widened his eyes.

No one could have imagined that Wanrou, who had been silently beside her, had the courage to crash into Mingxi.

She heard Han Feng and the others keep calling her "Third Princess", no matter how stupid she was, she knew that Mingxi's identity was extremely noble. This is a character who is different from her, and she can't touch it in her life, and the cautiousness she has cultivated since she was a child has made Wanrou feel inferior all the time by Mingxi's side, but she still gritted her teeth and trembled at this time and rushed over.

In the eyes of several people, Wan's gentle movements can even be called clumsy, but with such a clumsy collision, Mingxi didn't dodge.

Mingxi stumbled at his feet, and when he turned his head again, he saw that Wanrou had already lowered her head and picked up the purple gold dagger and protected it in front of Lixi. She is like a cat guarding her cubs, although she is weak, but every hair is fried, like that...... I'm afraid that the god of nature is opposite her, and he wants to move the Lijiao behind her, and he will also be bitten by her.

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