The old man's realm is not very high, and the breath on his body is almost like the Great Perfection of the Early Yang Realm, the old man walked into the hut, knelt in front of the wooden case, and after kneeling a few times, he pulled out a wooden box under the wooden case. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Opening the wooden box, the old man took out a beast bone about three inches long. The shriveled hands fumbled with the bones of the beast a few times, and then placed it in the wooden box. Then, a yellowed animal skin was taken out from inside the wooden box. Holding it in the palm of his hand, he knelt down in front of the wooden table reverently and chanted in a low voice.

Han Xu drove the empty bamboo worm to the sky above the old man and looked at the animal skin in the old man's hand.

The skin is not large, only a square foot, and some strange words are inscribed on it. After Han Xu looked at it carefully, he didn't know any of them, but he forcibly recorded the words on it with the power of his super divine thoughts.

As soon as Han Xu withdrew the empty bamboo insects, he saw a group of adult men wrapped in animal skins walking over from a distance on the opposite side of the fence.

The men in this group were not numbered, about sixty or seventy, all of them were too tall, with tattooed faces, feathers on their heads, spears or steel forks in their hands, and their bare skin was bronzed, and their muscles bulged like small mounds.

The steel fork spears in his hands were very thick and heavy, and they reflected the cold light of the forest cold, which should be weapons refined from a certain material.

The man at the head was in his thirties, his hair and beard almost covered half of his face, and he had a bear head tattooed on his chest, which looked lifelike and terrifying, and the bear's head showed a mouthful of fangs, as if he could feel its sharpness.

Behind the man, each person's chest was tattooed with the heads of various fierce beasts, and the most bizarre man was that the fierce beast on his chest had six cat ears.

The power of divine thought swept over these clansmen of the Wuhuan tribe, and Han Xu's eyes showed a deep groan. The strength of these people is not high, they are only comparable to ordinary body refining cultivators, but each of them has a tyrannical and ferocious aura on their bodies, and they are all different, which really surprised Han Xu.

However, in any case, looking at the direction of the return of this group of witches, their hunting direction should be in the east, and they should not hunt in the direction of sea ships for the time being.

Thinking of this, Han Xu suddenly felt that he had ignored something, and immediately stared at the team again.

I saw that at the back of the team, more than a dozen witch people carried the prey in their hands. These prey are all low-level demon beasts. However, one of the animals that looked like a cheetah caught Han Xu's attention.

This cheetah-like animal resembles a leopard, with a single horn on its forehead, and a leopard-like skin covered in sarcomas. From a distance, it looks like a poisonous toad.

Han Xu didn't have enough knowledge of spirit beasts and didn't know him, but one thing was certain, this was a demon beast that was not weak, and it should have the strength of the Condensing Sun Realm, but somehow it would be hunted by these witch people.

Looking at Wu Huanren's cautious expression, Han Xu was very curious. Immediately suppressed the idea of leaving now. Let's see what these witches are going to do with this monster.

Released the empty bamboo worm to the fence, monitoring the every move of these witch people, and then recalled the strange words on the animal skin, after more than a dozen breaths, I felt that there was nothing missing, so I burned these strange words on a blank jade slip, and kept it back to ask Huang Yuying if she knew her.

After a stick of incense or so, Wu Huan's adult man walked into the fence, and the elderly, children, women and children, immediately came to a place in the center of the fence, in front of the old man's hut.

They chattered, laughed, and hugged each other, looking festive.

The man at the head walked into the old man's hut and communicated with the old man for a while, then walked out of the hut and said something to everyone. All the witches immediately rejoiced again, and some even danced.

About a cup of tea, most of the Wuhuan people left with some ordinary demon beasts, and then, inside the fence, green smoke rose.

In front of the old man's hut, only a woman remained, leading a boy of seven or eight years old. And the leader of the witch people.

Inside the hut, the old man's voice was heard, and the woman kissed the boy on the forehead a few times, and then, with a happy face, pushed the boy into the hut.

Looking at the boy who disappeared into the hut, the woman did not leave, the joy on her face was replaced by worry, from time to time she pulled the leopard skin under her body, rubbed her hands from time to time, and looked at the thatched house from time to time with eyes full of anxiety and longing.

With such a scene, Han Xu's heart moved, and he immediately drove the empty bamboo insect hidden near the thatched hut into the thatched hut.

Inside the hut, the old man was holding a sharp knife and dismembering a demon beast that looked like a leopard. The old man's technique was very skillful, and in just a short time, he took out a fist-sized demon beast heart from the demon beast's chest.

The old man took out a porcelain bowl, placed the heart in the bowl, and then smashed it with a wooden hammer to take out the wooden box under the wooden case. Open the lid and take out the hide. Respectfully placed the animal skin on the wooden table.

The boy was stripped of his skin, revealing a bony chest. The old man felt for a thin needle beside him, dipped it in the blood of the bowl, and began to tattoo it on the boy's chest.

While tattooing, there was also the sound of yin and yang spells coming out of his mouth.

After a stick of incense, the boy's chest was already dripping with blood, and it was impossible to tell whether it was heart blood or the boy's blood.

After completely tattooing the appearance of the demon beast on the boy's chest, the old man asked the boy to lie flat on the animal skin. Then, he picked up the three-inch beast bone in the wooden box and rubbed it on the boy's chest.

When the boy was tattooed just now, although his face was a little pale, he could not say a word, but when the old man rubbed his chest with animal bones, the boy immediately sweated on his forehead and trembled all over.

The old man stuffed a piece of animal skin into the boy's mouth, and then, bending his fingers at the bones on the wall, dropped two of them, allowing the boy to hold them in his hands. In this way, although the boy is still in pain, it seems to have some relief.

When the old man rubbed a cup of tea on the boy with the animal bones, a blood-colored mist gradually rose from the boy's chest, and the mist was like blood and blood. When the mist on his chest rose, the appearance of the demon beast on his chest became clearer.

By this time, the boy was exhausted, and his whole body was like a wash, and he was dying, as if he was just about to take his last breath.

After the old man shouted, the incantation in his mouth changed, and the animal bones in his hand immediately beat the boy's chest rhythmically like a drum.

The boy finally couldn't help but let out a scream, but the old man didn't have the slightest mercy, and the animal bones in his hand continued to beat. Every time the beast bone hit his chest, a blood light spurted out, and gradually, the boy's chest was wrapped in a cloud of blood mist.

A beast-like howl came from the boy's mouth, and a fierce breath burst out. The blood light on the boy's chest also turned into a hideous and terrifying demon beast face at this moment. The face of this demon beast is the face of the demon beast like a leopard. (To be continued.) )