Woo woo woo woo woo!

The yellow wind continued to blow.

Gradually, I heard the sound of the wind outside became much lower.

"Don't move, the yellow wind is getting smaller and smaller." The ancestor Dongri said in a deep voice.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The yellow wind blew, but for a moment, there was no movement outside.

Obviously the yellow wind has stopped.

In a cup of tea, the yellow wind outside finally dissipated.

"This yellow wind is strange, why is it blowing around us?" Everyone came out of the Hunyuan Umbrella, looked around, and was surprised.

"We didn't see the yellow wind when we were walking. As soon as we flew, it started to blow, and the yellow wind blew us. Maybe it really started because of flying!" The ancestor Dongri said in a deep voice.

"This Huang Feng is so powerful." Yang Buyi looked at the flesh and blood on his arm, and was scared for a moment.

"What was Huang Feng before? Why was it so powerful? If this little brother hadn't discovered it in time and we would have continued to fly for a while, the yellow Feng that wrapped us would probably be as big as a temple. At that time, I'm afraid even the treasures would be difficult to resist."

Everyone was still scared.

"It's really irresistible. My Hunyuan umbrella has been damaged!" Old Ancestor Dong Ri looked at his treasure, feeling a little distressed.

"This place is dangerous and there are too many unknowns, so we need to be more careful. I think we should verify first to see if the yellow wind is caused by flying." Someone said.

"Okay, I'll verify it!" A monk with seven-turn golden elixir flew up gently. As the flight accelerated, a yellow wind really blew around him again. Seeing this scene, he fell down immediately, and the yellow wind slowly dissipated.

"This yellow wind was really caused by flying. It seems that we have to walk." Everyone understood this.

"Boy, it doesn't matter, are you?" The ancestor Dongri looked at Yang Buyi and said. Since he saw the photo, both of them had murderous intentions towards the hundreds of clans, he had a special favor for Yang Buyi.

"It's okay, skin trauma!" Yang Buyi waved his hand.

"Okay, I don't know what dangers there are in this place. Let's continue to walk and try to find a way out as soon as possible." Old Ancestor Dongri waved his hand and said.

Everyone walked forward again and walked for another three days.

Another dilapidated temple was encountered in front of me. Everyone had just stepped inside and walked a few steps.

Woo woo woo woo woo!

At this moment, a burst of howling screams of ghosts and wolves suddenly came from the depths of the palace.

Everyone looked up and saw three ferocious clans rushing over. Everyone was accustomed to the photos of this time. After a glance, they withdrew their gaze.

But...the next moment.

Bang!

Three dull sounds suddenly sounded, and three figures rolled back with the blood rain.

In the air.

The three of them looked at each other in disbelief, and four words emerged from their eyes - this is true.

"Be careful! This is a demon spirit, not a time to take a picture!" They immediately reminded.

"Human...size, ants!"

In front, three evil spirits of the Hundred Clans were covered with brown scales, with beast-headed and human bodies, and their feet were like palm-leaf fans, with barbs on them, with a grim smile on their faces, full of contempt.

"Damn, this evil spirit has spoken, and it actually has a trace of spiritual intelligence? They are different from the evil spirits we encountered before!" A Jindan monk glared.

"Human ants?"

Upon hearing this, the old ancestor Dongri couldn't help but tremble. With a roar, the blood in his body ignited, his eyes were blue and full of murderous aura.

"Hmm? The descendants of the big ants?"

When the three evil spirits of the Hundred Clans saw the appearance of the Old Ancestor Dongri, the turbulent evil spirit suddenly shrank. Although there were "ants" hanging in their mouths, they were like facing a great enemy.

The ancestor Dongri looked at the three evil spirits of the Hundred Clans in front of him with sharp eyes, "Ant? The little evil spirit is actually contaminated with the temperament of the Hundred Clans. The evil spirits of the Hundred Clans have created you. Is this a true portrayal of the inner heart of the Hundred Clans? You deserve to die! You deserve to die too! Killing you is like killing a Hundred Clans!"

The word "death" fell.
Chapter completed!