Primitive Tribe Adventure

"How do I get out? You won't be trapped in this ghost place all the time?"

No matter how big the impact is, it cannot be compared with time. After the scouring of time, Fengyun has accepted the fact that the giant snake disappeared out of thin air.

After his mood gradually calmed down, Feng Yun began to realize a crucial issue for him, that is, how to leave.

Although the space is large, it is very monotonous, empty and empty, and there is nothing, so Feng Yun can't even raise his interest in exploration.

However, in order to be able to leave, Feng Yun still explored the space he was in, hoping to find a portal-like existence so that he could leave.

The result disappointed him. He didn't find anything, let alone a portal, not even a gap.

If you don't find a portal, then you can open up a portal yourself. The living cannot be suffocated by urine.

Almost subconsciously, he put his hand behind his neck, but he grabbed a hole.

He originally wanted to take advantage of the sharpness of the treasured sword, and then use the drawing technique to increase its power, maybe he could split this monotonous space in his eyes and return to the normal world.

As a result, he never expected that the treasured sword on his back disappeared.

"What's happening here?"

Feng Yun resisted his surprise and inspected himself. Only after this inspection did he discover that there was nothing on him except for the accident of his clothes, such as swords, bows and arrows, and even the animal skin bags he carried with him to store various gadgets. Also disappeared without a trace.

"What if there are no weapons?"

After the initial depression, Feng Yun quickly cheered up again, with a sharp light in his eyes.

He stepped to the edge of the space, touched his hand, and then took two steps back, took a deep breath, suddenly raised his arm, pointed it like a knife, and took a step forward. At the same time , He replaced the knife with his hand, which was a vicious slash.

hiss!

The air splitting sound suddenly sounded, and the air in front of Fengyun's palm was cut abruptly.

After cultivating the sword drawing technique continuously, Feng Yun has gradually mastered its essence. Although he is still unable to fully use its power without a knife, he has been able to use his palm as a carrier to exert its power. Destructive power.

If a piece of wood crossed in front of him at this time, he could cut it into two with a hand knife, and the section would be very neat and smooth, which would not be any different from being cut by a real knife.

"Oh!"

The moment the hand knife hit the edge of the space, Feng Yun let out a scream, and then he hugged his head with both hands, revealing an expression of pain.

Before starting his hands, Feng Yun had imagined various situations. Of course, he thought about the possibility of palm injuries the most, but he never thought of the actual situation.

After he hit the edge of the space, his palm was not injured, nor did he even feel any pain, but this does not mean that he is safe and sound.

On the contrary, he suffered a bigger blow, and his head suddenly suffered a sharp pain, as if he had been slashed with a knife, and even made him wonder if his head had become two halves.

With the lessons learned this time, Feng Yun no longer dared to use violence to destroy the space, even though he still didn't know why his head hurt when attacking the space, but this did not prevent him from making judgments.

If he insists on attacking the space, he cannot be sure whether he can break the space and escape in the end, but he can be sure of one thing, his head will definitely have a problem first, and it will even really crack.

"Fuck, let me out."

Feng Yun became even more angry just because he couldn't figure out what happened to him, and as time passed, the anger in his heart became more and more intense. In the end, he finally couldn't help it and started to curse.

"Huh?"

But what Fengyun never expected was that the curse he just used to vent had an unexpected effect.

Before his scolding was dissipated in the air, he felt a huge force suddenly appearing around his body out of thin air, and immediately surrounded him, and before he could react, he was wrapped around him. Flew to the sky.

"stop……"

Feng Yun's face suddenly changed, and he subconsciously called to stop.

The great pain caused by slashing the space with the palm of his hand is unforgettable. It hurts to split the space with your hand. If the head hits directly, it will not directly become a concussion.

After all, Feng Yun couldn't really stop himself. It was not that he gave up, but that the huge force that engulfed him was too great. In front of it, he had no resistance at all.

Under its push, his movement speed increased sharply, and in an instant, it was almost to the point that his eyes could not keep up at all, he could see nothing, and his eyes were just blurred.

boom!

Accompanied by a roar, Fengyun felt that he seemed to have broken through something. Immediately after his ear, he heard the sound of dong dong and screams that were unclear but full of wild aura. There were figures shaking in front of his eyes, and his face Painted in various colors.

"I am back?"

Feng Yun’s five senses were very keen, and he immediately realized that the sound of dongdong was the sound of drums, and the shouting was that the warriors of the Yan Snake Tribe were dancing the sacrificial dance, and those with various painted faces were selected from the Yan Snake Tribe. Warriors who participated in the sacrifice together.

"Finally home."

Feng Yun himself was naturally very happy to be able to escape from that space that was even more terrifying than the prison, but he quickly realized a very serious problem, and his mood suddenly became a little heavy.

He disappeared suddenly, and he was in full view. Although he has returned now, he has been away for a long time after all.

"Will you mess up the sacrifice?"

Feng Yun allowed himself to keep up with the rhythm of the soldiers around him, while secretly looking at the people in the audience, especially the performance of the leaders of the various tribes of Lei Ze who had been invited to watch the ceremony.

"Why didn't their expressions change in any way? A big living person disappeared and reappeared. They didn't even react at all. Don't they think it's weird? Maybe their eyes are blinded?"

After Feng Yun found that everyone in the audience looked as usual, while letting go of the hanging heart, a big cloud of doubt also rose in his mind, and people's appearance was too abnormal.

There are only nine people dancing the sacrificial dance, and all of them are on the high platform. Not to mention that one of them has left and returned, even if there is a slight incoordination in the movements of any person, the eyes of the leaders of each tribe will immediately find something wrong. of.

As a result, such a big change happened to Feng Yun, and they turned a blind eye to it, which Feng Yun could not understand anyway.

"Could it be..."

Feng Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought of a possibility. Although it was a little unthinkable, he couldn't think of other reasonable explanations other than this possibility.

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