after i become the sun

Directly above.

The old witch was singing something, and it was obvious that he was singing that deep, ancient voice in the air.

Accompanied by that voice, He Qiyang felt that his body began to heat up slowly.

From the upper windward of the spine, the heat starts to rise, and when it reaches the back of the head, the rising speed slows down, and finally stops at the temple.

This is a feeling he has never experienced before.

Very comfortable.

It was as if something in my heart was awakened from a deep sleep, ready to move.

"Drink it!" The next second, the chanting in the air stopped, replaced by the hoarse voice of the old witch.

The people in the white pattern did not hesitate, and immediately brought the hard-shelled bowl to their mouths, and put the jet-black medicinal liquid in the bowl into their mouths. As for the taste...

Very bad.

It was so bad that He Qiyang thought that the old witch made it so unpalatable on purpose. The taste was a mixture of sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, and also mixed with a strange smell, which made people sick.

Someone next to him was drinking and making a gurgling sound. This is because the liquid medicine is too disgusting, and the body instinctively resists it. Unfortunately, because of the special nature of the liquid medicine, it will not spit out at all, and will only rush straight to the stomach. .

That's how it sounds.

He Qiyang didn't want to make that kind of sound, his brother must be watching the joke, so he forced himself to drink it, thinking calmly, ignoring the taste from the base of his tongue as much as possible.

After drinking, he threw away the hard shell bowl in his hand without hesitation.

Everyone is about the same speed.

The old witch above also moved at this moment.

He held a cane in his hand that looked like a dry branch. On the top of the cane, there was a pale skull with black eyes looking straight down. Dirty colored cloth strips wrapped it around the cane.

It is not clear whether the skull is human or not.

The old witch made a weird posture around the bronze tripod with his staff.

It can be said to be sacrifice, it can be said to be worship.

His figure carried an unseen divinity, raised his cane high, and let out a roar similar to that of a beast.

While roaring, he began to dance around the bronze tripod, his posture was constantly changing, and the surrounding breath gradually became low.

"Ugh..."

This is the sound of wind blowing through the ears of the bronze tripod.

The hot liquid in the cauldron boiled even more, and the bubbles continued to expand and burst, and the rising water vapor slowly turned white, forming a mist that permeated the surroundings.

"absorb!"

The freshman next to him heard the voice of the old witch, and immediately began to absorb the mist around him.

There are only a dozen freshmen.

Even now in the white pattern, everyone's expressions can be seen clearly at a glance. They closed their eyes, the fog disappeared around them, and He Qiyang also obeyed the old witch's order.

He let the mist hang around it and began to absorb it.

The mist began to slowly climb up to his side, wrapping around his upper body, as if they were conscious, they began to slowly invade He Qiyang's body.

excruciating pain.

The skin feels like dense needle pricks, the needles penetrate your body, it hurts too much, even if he endured the pain like He Qiyang, he frowned and clenched his hands hanging beside him.

Another feeling is that you don't fit in.

Out of place.

"...!!" He Qiyang immediately opened his eyes and noticed the violation.

No, something is wrong.

This mist is repelling him, as if even if it enters his body, it refuses to merge into the blood, and even stirs the wind and rain in his body.

It's even like trying to squeeze him out.

He Qiyang's first reaction was that the old witch had a problem. After gaining He Qigui's trust, he wanted to assassinate him.

The next moment, he overturned his own thoughts.

No, the old witch is not that kind of stupid person.

Especially in the large-scale light-up inheritance ceremony like the animal sacrifice, he is not the only one who lights up the inheritance, there are geniuses who have been paying attention to by the House of Representatives, and there are heirs of the Yangzhai family.

If the old witch wants to tamper with this, unless he is stupid.That's why I met so many people as enemies.

Besides, he couldn't find a reason for the old witch to harm him, and he also trusted He Qigui's vision of seeing people. If he said there was no problem, he would probably be right.

Really hurt him.

As a witch awakened, the old witch didn't need to spend a lot of trouble at all. He had many weird and terrifying spells to do this without being discovered by anyone.

Thinking of this, He Qiyang continued to observe, and the first thing to bear the brunt was the hunting logo painted on the upper body, and the strange animal patterns that looked like arthropods and vines surrounded it.

Gives a faint shimmer.

Obviously, this works.

He Qiyang then observed his body surface and found that the pattern was indeed useful, although the effect was very small, but it really blocked the invasion of the fog outside for him, even after the invasion, he did not feel any pain.

It's just that the fog he attracted was too much, it could almost be said to be airtight, and his eyes could barely see the surrounding scenery clearly.

In this case, the effect of hunting marks is naturally not very useful.

Realizing that something was wrong, He Qiyang made a decisive decision and was ready to give up. Timely stop loss is his rule.

He could barely feel the dark and poisonous mist in the surrounding fog, and he didn't know how the old witch did it. In short, it was quite powerful.

Even He Qiyang felt a bad premonition.

If he doesn't run again, he may be in danger.

Things have changed, he is completely unsuitable for this ceremony.

Now I can only run out, go back to the family, and see if there is any other way.

Thinking of this, He Qiyang used his spiritual power to expel the fog from his body, while looking around to see which angle was more suitable for running.

As for notifying He Qigui?

He didn't think about it.

However, when he looked at the place where He Qigui was originally staying, he found that the dense crowd there had long since disappeared. Only then did he remember that He Qigui had said that he was here for logistics.

Beast sacrifices are only part of it.

This group of students was in charge of the preparations for the animal sacrifice.

Now that the animal sacrifice has begun, they are of course busy with other things.

The severe pain made him unable to open his mouth, let alone call for help. He Qiyang knew that once he opened his mouth, the mist that had already surrounded him would definitely enter his mouth immediately.

In that case, his situation will be even worse.

He wants to run.

But the mist had already officially exerted its power, and a large amount of mist had gathered. At this moment, his eyes were already in a state of whiteness.

He Qiyang clearly felt all the whereabouts of the fog in his body, they began to pollute the flesh and blood, and the whole body began to spread like a plague, accompanied by severe pain.

Make him pale and sweat start to ooze from his brow.

If he continued to wait, his life might be in danger.

It was useless to call outsiders at this time, he had to let himself survive in this pile of fog.

He also finally understood that the old witch refused to help him before, presumably because he was worried that this would happen to him.

The awakening of the inverse attribute really doesn't work.

It was rare for He Qiyang to feel a trace of regret in his heart.

He shouldn't be so eager for success, at least he should test things out, confirm that it's feasible, and then use it on himself.

Now, what should he do?

Looking around the venue, He Qiyang noticed the white patterns injected with monster blood under his feet, his eyes lit up, and he remembered the scene he saw when he first came here.

By the way, patterns.

After destroying the pattern, he should be able to go out. After all, the ritual relies to a certain extent on the monster blood under his feet.

He raised his hand to destroy the pattern under his feet.

However, he was a step slower.

The fog in his body developed very fast, and after invading his torso, it began to slowly run up along the flesh and blood.

It has almost reached his neck, and the next target is his brain. The pain like needle pricks began to rise slowly along with his neck, and He Qiyang only felt that he was about to be unable to move.

The severe pain made him groan.

Sweat more.

"...Bastard!" He Qiyang's eyes were almost closed due to sweat, and he felt the mist rising from his spine, the feeling of being forced to fight with his back.

A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

He has already felt the pain of inverse attribute lighting.

The mist entered his body.

The current situation is that he can't move, and he can't get out of the whole beast sacrifice at all.

Like a turtle in a urn.

The strong desire to survive made him immediately think of the scene on the Shicheng playground, the angry and arrogant divine bird in the sky, even on the ground, he could feel the aura of dominance.

Can you let the other party come out again?

This idea came out, and He Qiyang felt that the possibility of his success was as high as [-]%.

First of all, we need to know what is the light-up inheritance. Every awakened person will have a period of sleeping consciousness in the bloodline. The so-called light-up inheritance is to awaken the consciousness. The ritual calls the bloodline. Beast monsters are also easier to be recognized by bloodlines.

Passed on after approval.

That also proves from the side

Bloodlines can be awakened.

The successful experience is that on the playground, the image of blood that appeared directly beat up the entire playground, it is absolutely impossible for He Qiyang, even at the mythical level.

He suspected it was due to his own blood.

He Qiyang doesn't know much about the Three-legged Golden Crow. The information about the latter is so scarce that the He family's research institute can only barely know that it is related to the sun. In ancient times, it was once a worship totem of a certain tribe or even a dynasty.

As for what skills it has and what it will do, I don't know at all.

It is only clear that this is a divine bird.

But previous evidence shows that this kind of bird has a bad temper and domineering, and it doesn't see anyone provoking it above its head, and once someone shows off its power in front of it.

Nine times out of ten you will be angry.

He Qiyang clearly remembered what the old witch once said. He said that he should not be allowed to participate in the ceremony, because too pure fire attribute would cause the ceremony to fail, and the fire attribute suppressed the dark and poison attributes. He acted recklessly, relying on the hunting marks on his body to cover up his aura.

Plus there is just too much fog.

Now even if the hunting mark is out of effect, He Qiyang is still at a disadvantage.

But no matter what, in the final analysis, this group of mist was originally just the prey of the three-legged Golden Crow, in its lower layer.

So the question is coming?

If the territory is provoked by prey, will you wake up?

Three-legged Golden Crow.

At the moment before He Qiyang's sanity was about to collapse, he let go of the fog that had been suppressing him, and allowed them to start moving towards the brain.

Sure enough, he still cares about his inheritance very much.