Well, it is actually very far-fetched to say that it is a bird. At least, there are definitely no more than twenty people present who can recognize this thing. Most of them, even the clan elders and managers of middle-class tribes, are confused and look at these things that are not like.

"No one on the field ignored the weird Fatty man, and he was paying attention to his actions while fighting. When he saw the fat man's behavior, he was stunned and a little confused.

"You guys, is that Mou Xinyu stupid? She watched the lively event for almost two hours on the martial arts stage. Now there is something wrong, is this a token of love for someone to give her?"

A young man from Nong laughed loudly and looked at the fat man and found it extremely funny.

But most people have long thought that fat people are abnormal. As soon as the Nong boy said this, everyone said it to the same. Some people regretted that the fat people were wasting their talent opportunities, and some were lucky enough to gloat, but more of them were inexplicably incomprehensible and expressed their complete incomprehension of the fat people's behavior.

The fat man ignored him and ignored him, and there was no trace. Even the two most powerful ambassadors could not see his movements clearly. So he drew a spit on the cloth bird folded with his handkerchief and spitted his fingers with his spit. Then, he naturally blew a pure yang aura at the spell.

This guy is a real Jueyang boy, and he is even more reincarnated by the King of Ming. Although he is different from my Yin-Yang body, he is also considered a strange thing with both Yin-Yang.

His yang energy is not as strong as that of ordinary people who practice Taoism.

Suddenly, the bird that was originally a dead person actually flapped its wings and landed on the heads of everyone in the martial arts field.

"Look, the handkerchief is flying!"

Mou Yue exclaimed, excited and excited, and her face flushed.

Even the patriarchs Mou Fenglan and Mou Xinlan looked at the cloth bird and the fat man in surprise. Obviously, they didn't know when Mou Xinyu, who grew up under their noses, had this ability.

I smiled and looked at the fat man's movements, while looking at the city of my space with my heart, and dumbfoundedly staring at the outside world.

As early as when the selection started, I woke up the two of them, leaving only Mou Tong still unconscious.

Sooner or later, the three of us will leave this ancient world. When we take it, we will have to face all this with the real Mou Xinyu and the other two. Moreover, because these two people have good hearts, I also intend to fulfill them.

As everyone was talking, the cloth bird suddenly emitted a scorching red light, and then a huge phantom appeared in the sky...

"It's the divine bird, fire phoenix!"

The young man was so shocked that Warren stood up again, left his seat and walked to the edge of the martial arts field.

Not only that, even Xuanyuan Duxiu and the senior leaders of the Tang tribe followed, their eyes wide open at the huge phantom that enveloped the entire martial arts stage.

My mouth twitched, but I didn't expect that the fat man would not move, so he would make such a big move as soon as he made a move. I hope these people would not treat him as a tiny mouse, otherwise I would be afraid... the fat man would be impatient and tossed all these people to see Ren Shuai!

"This is Zhu Youshu!"

The chief of the Tang clan took a breath, his eyes were really shocked, and he couldn't come back to his senses when he looked at the fat man.

"Zhu Youshu?" My face froze. These old guys can really talk nonsense, they are just a spell. Why are they related to the ancient Zhu Youshu?

Moreover, this should be the early and middle stages of ancient times. Did Zhuyou technique appear at that time?

By the way, Zhu Youshu really existed since ancient times!

Because I didn't pay much attention to witchcraft before, I didn't know much about it. Now I remember that I had heard that witchcraft was also called Zhuyouzhi Art in ancient times, and it was once an official name given to Emperor Huangdi of Xuanyuan.

At that time, the art of Zhuyou, including Chinese herbal medicine, was a method to treat diseases by using talismans and spells. "Zhu" is a mantra, and "Yu" is the cause of disease.

To put it bluntly, Zhu Youshu has another mysterious name in modern times, that is, the witch doctor!

Of course, it does not mean that the witch doctor is the authentic Zhuyouzhi, but the witch doctor is definitely the main component of Zhuyouzhi, and it also represents the witch doctor.

"Not exactly!" Xuanyuan Duxiu shook his head slightly and said with a serious look: "This should be just a miscellaneous item of Zhu Youshu. It is not the most orthodox Zhu Youshu, but it is also rare."

I nodded secretly. Xuanyuan Duxiu is worthy of being a member of the Xuanyuan clan who has been famous for all ages. He is better than the disciples of other large tribes. Although she was wrong, the fat man used not witchcraft, but magic. However, in ancient times, there was no inheritance of Taoist art. At this time, people who could obtain magic skills were almost all become Zhuyou art, that is, witchcraft.

After a breath, the fire phoenix opened its eyes, opened its mouth suddenly, and squirted out flames, wrapping all the eighth group on the stage, including Luo Ruxun, with the members of the divine fire flames, and burning wildly.

"God, save people!" The tribes of the participants were shocked and did not seek help from the messenger and the people of the Tang clan.

Without the two major messengers, even the elders of these tribes had to worry about saving people.

"It's okay, this is not a real divine fire." Xuanyuan Duxiu was very calm, but looking at the fat man's eyes, there was a light of appreciation and admiration.

I was secretly funny. If it weren't for the big age gap, the little star in Xuanyuan Duxiu's eyes would really make people think that the fat man had captured another heart invisibly.

Sure enough, those divine fires did not really burn the disciples, but they also made them embarrassed and were directly swept away from the martial arts stage by flames. The only one who was still clean was Luo Ruxun, who was the most polite to the fat man.

This is because the fat man showed mercy, otherwise, such a level of spell would directly turn them into barbecue, but fortunately, without hesitation.

"Okay, okay!" After the manager of the Down family announced the end of the first round of competition, Warren applauded.

At this moment, the two messengers looked at the fat man, as if they were looking at a treasure, and they wanted to put it in their arms, afraid that the treasure would fly away.

The fat man stood up indifferently, patted the dust on his body, and walked off the stage. But his indifferent expression was seen as sarcastic and pretentious by the people below.

"Hmph, what's the point? I'm afraid this is not a Zhu Youshu at all, but some evil and evil ways. They also have the face to embarrass you here. You should be arrested and locked up!" The girl of Huang's face turned purple so angry that she couldn't help but snorted.

But this time, his patriarch never tolerated her anymore and directly slapped her and shut her up.

This woman felt even more aggrieved. Although she forced herself to stop talking, she secretly placed all her anger on the fat man, and she hated him to the bone.
Chapter completed!