Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Shao Xuan only thought his eyes were hot, his eyes were hard to open, and his head was like a hammer, blasting and shocking and painful. The eardrum was also badly pricked at a moment earlier, he even suspected that he would be deaf, surrounded by a murmur, like a group howling in the mountain forest with a beast, like someone was constantly noising, murmuring, but always feeling unreal, even if covering his ear was useless, there would still be murmurs pouring into his ear.

Shao Xuan didn't know why this happened. He was just practicing the eight knots and then getting more skilled. Then he suddenly felt that he had changed on Monday. Suddenly, the change caused a strong discomfort, like... changing the world! Shao Xuan can't even feel the chirping breath.

His eyes couldn't see what was going on around him, but after changing his special vision, Shao Xuan finally saw something. He can see not far ahead, there's some light, no, it's not light, it's a bunch of people!

To be exact, it was a group of human-shaped flames that looked like human shadows, and the colors of the flames were a combination of orange red and white. That's the color of the spark.

Gradually, the discomfort of the body gradually fades away, and the murmur that keeps pouring into the ears decreases until it disappears, silent all around. With his hands covered in his ears open, Shao Xuan stood still, looked at the light group over there, changed his normal vision, his eyes saw nothing much different from the momentum in the special field of view, surrounded by the same darkness, unable to see the darkness at the end.

Of all the darkness, the only place where the light converges is the most obvious.

“Shao Xuan, the flaming horn?! ”

A voice came along with obvious shock and surprise. It seemed very unexpected and unbelievable about Shao Xuan's appearance.

Shao Xuan looked over there. As his body quickly adapted here, he could also sense the movement over there. The breath of the speaker could also detect a little, and of course he could hear each other clearly.

“Easy?” Shao Xuan looked at a figure and could not see that figure, but could tell from the sound and breath, including Yi Xuan, who stood beside him, also recognized him.

“It's really you! How did you get here?” Easy can't figure it out yet, how did Shao Xuan come after them? Didn't I tell you to tell them how? But at that time, he and Yi Xuan didn't say anything, let alone tell Shao Xuan how to get in here. Even then, Shao Xuan is not Yi's family at all!

Or does Shao Xuan actually have the blood of Yi's family?

More than one person with this idea, including the top three elderly people here, also had instant suspicion, but the facts in front of them tell them that Shao Xuan doesn't have any sense of belonging to the Easy Family, because Shao Xuan doesn't have any Easy Fire power at all! Even the colors of the flames are different!

How did this tribe break in here without the blood of the Ejia family and without the power of the Ejia fire?

I can't figure it out. I can't figure it out! This is totally impossible, but it really happened, and it really freaked the Easy family out.

“Where did you learn the knot method?” Yi Qiao asked.

Shao Xuan looked at Yiyi and the other two shadows around Yiyi. Of these shadows, these three shadows are the most concentrated and clearest. Unlike other people, there are always places that scatter flames from time to time to destroy the shape of the contour.

“Accidentally.” Shao Xuan said. In fact, Shao Xuan is also curious, what kind of place is this? Although he came in, he didn't know anything about it. Moreover, Yiyi and Yiqi had left for several days. Shao Xuan himself practiced all eight ropes for two or three days. It took another two days to connect the eight ropes together. This came down for four or five days. But what about the legendary “Yixiang”? It's not about fighting. Why hasn't there been a war?

“Bullshit, you must be with Yixiang!” Some in the Ejia team said. However, after he opened his mouth, Easy raised his hand, and the discussion in the crowd, which was about to boil, stopped and stopped making noise.

“Why are you here?” Yi Qiang asked.

Shao Xuan felt like he had an invisible long sword pointing at him in the middle of the conversation. If he was slightly careless, he would have an advantage blade.

“I've long heard that Easy's family is different, purely curious, and it was an accident to come here. He came in with a knot tied and tied. Don't worry, I'll just take a look.” Shao Xuando. He suddenly came up with a problem. He was able to get in here, but he didn't know how to leave.

Impulse. Shao Xuan's secret path.

Shao Xuan himself did not expect to enter this strange place so soon. Even he had planned not to be here. After all, Yi Xuan said that he could not enter without the blood and spark power of Yi's family.

“Whether he is telling the truth or not, there can be no accidents beyond his control.” An old man said. This means expelling Shao Xuan, who appears here, or simply wiping him out.

Theoretically, they should do so, removing all unexpected interference, except that when the brain suddenly flashed through the request, the crack in the armor of the tortoise.

Is it also an accident that the first line of death is alive? The accident, does it mean the man who suddenly appeared in front of you?

Yi Xuan also wanted to know why Shao Xuan appeared here. He didn't actually associate Shao Xuan with Yixiang in his heart. Shao Xuan's state at this time, as well as the action of ear covering when he first appeared, were similar to those who came here for the first time. Apart from the knot method, Shao Xuan can't find anything related to Yixiang.

Easy family thinks a lot, even sometimes seems like a small thing, but can influence the big picture, pull the whole body together, the more important the situation, the more it needs to think over and over and act with caution. For many people, Easy Family sometimes thinks too much, not enough.

Now, the palm of the palm is also faced with such an option.

Kill or not?

There was a lot of confusion in my mind, but soon, Easy did not have time to think carefully and make the final choice, “Easy is coming! Ignore the tribesman for now.” Since I don't know how to treat Shao Xuan, I should put it aside. If he finds anything strange about Shao Xuan along the way, he is confident that he can wipe Shao Xuan out. Here, they are much stronger than Shao Xuan. If you look at Shao Xuan, it seems that he will have to scatter in the next moment.

Another old man disagreed that their relationship with Flaming Horn was not good or even old grievances, but he also understood the easy choices, and it would be better to pay more attention to the impending ease.

In this way, others no longer focus on Shao Xuan, who has just appeared here, to concentrate. That dangerous figure deserves more protection than Shao Xuan, who knew it was his first time here.

If you can see the faces of these people, you will surely find that there is already anxiety and fear in the eyes of some people, after all, that dangerous figure, but their ancestors could not cope with the “scandal” of Yijia.

Shao Xuan also intends to keep his distance from them, not near them. He just wants to watch. Even if he wants to seek revenge from the Yi family, it is not now, the heavens and the earth are alike. He does not take possession. Although the situation here is different from what he thought it would be, he has no intention of leaving for the time being. Since he has come, let's take another look, he does not want to be affected, keep his distance and express his position of “watching”.

Whichever side of the battle within Yijia is won, the rest of the party is in conflict with Flaming Horn. Shao Xuan can learn more about both sides of the battlefield battle for future placement. Especially Yixiang, have to focus on observation. This is also the main reason Shao Xuan is willing to venture into this place. His knowledge of Yixiang is limited to other people's narratives and poor records left by his ancestors.

Continent, Desert Rock Mausoleum.

One walked slowly into the palace with a cape and a hood. I respectfully followed him and walked in with him.

In the palace, there are no other rocky people, only some covered in linen shadows, even the lit stones are very few, on the stone walls in the corridor, the faint shadows change as people move.

With a cloak in front, a pale hand appears in a wide sleeve, thin as if only one layer of skin attaches to the bone and the shape of the bone protrudes very noticeably at the joints. Palms lifted slightly inward, holding a string of things, some chopped into various shapes of wood, drilled in the middle, and then connected in a string with a straw rope, which formed a closed loop at the end of its head. Four fingers curled slightly towards the palm of the palm of the hand, thumbs placed on a piece of wood the size of a nail cover in the wooden ornament, every piece of wood stringed on the wooden ornament has a pattern, just these, not everyone can understand.

There is a large, circular hall in the palace. As he walks towards the center of the hall, the man wearing the cape, every step he takes, his thumb moves one piece of wood hanging from the wooden ornament on his hand, not in a hurry, as if the elderly man walked slowly, until he was about to walk to the center of the hall, he lifted up the other hand slightly without the wooden ornament, and swayed it slightly.

He immediately stopped his steps behind him, bowed to each other and looked at the five men guarding the palace. The five men were similarly covered in linen, unable to see and breathe. Retract your gaze and turn away from the palace.

Between the hands, the footsteps of the man wearing the cloak remained unchanged, still retaining the original speed and force. When he walked into the center of the hall and left the last step, he also pressed his thumb against a piece of wood decorated with wood. A fire suddenly lit up, drawing an arc in front of him, and a group of orange red and white flames lit up.

The flame is not high, but it puts the entire palace under intense pressure. All the lit stones placed in the palace burst into pieces. The entire palace, with the exception of the fire on the other side of the palace, falls into darkness.

The guards stationed outside the palace suddenly felt like there was a mountain pressure on them. The bean-sized sweat beads continued to slide, and the pressure gradually eased after being 100 meters away from the palace.

When he evacuated to the entrance of the palace, there was a feeling of falling apart. When the pressure in the local palace appeared, he was not able to walk out of the palace, nor was he far from the entrance or exit. However, more than a dozen steps away, but this was the one, clearly not a long distance, but he took a sweat, like he had just fished out of the water, gasping, as if he had experienced a great war.

Waving his hand away from those who were pressured to come and help him, the more he slipped away as if he were wearing heavy shackles, walking hard forward, the further away from the palace, the easier it was on his feet, the less pressure he was under.

Walking out of the palace, he walked a hundred meters further, relieved and turned to the palace.

A stone gate blocked the entrance and exit of the palace and shook, and the yellow sand above seemed to be driven by vibrating sounds, sliding down and burying the entrance and exit of the palace in blink. Only one sand dune can be seen in the distance.