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In fact, the shaman who came in the same boat as the murderous long-necked demon was just a soul cultivator who had wandered to the Yuanxiang tribe, and it was said that his soul secret skills were very powerful.

I don't know what's going on, some time ago, the Yuanxiang tribe suddenly sent a messenger across the river, asking the Bofan tribe to sacrifice three hundred seven-star ink lotus to their new shaman, otherwise, it angered the shaman, and the Bofan tribe would be equivalent to blasphemy!

The patriarch learned from the long-necked demon envoy that it was the wandering soul cultivator who was able to communicate with the gods at some point and created many miracles in the Yuanxiang tribe. Therefore, the long-necked demon clan of the Yuanxiang tribe respected him as the new shaman, and it is said that this shaman has successfully baptized many strong people of the Yuanxiang tribe.

After successfully "baptizing" a minotaur, Xiao Nu obtained the most important information, and his heart felt as if he had put down a huge stone.

After doing it for a long time, this guy is just like himself, just a wild shaman.

All fears vanished in an instant.

The soul consciousness released by Xiao Nu slightly touched all the Minotaur Demon Figures, and immediately, they all stood up and neatly withdrew from this river beach, and they all stood about three or four hundred meters away from the river beach, but they no longer left.

Originally, Xiao Nu thought that since this wild shaman who came was a soul cultivator, maybe he had mastered an extremely strange soul secret technique like himself, and let his group of new believers retreat a little further, because he was afraid that they would not be able to resist at all and give up their lives in vain.

He didn't expect that the thousands of mostly scarred Minotaurs no longer left, but knelt down in place for him, and began to whisper something in their mouths, as if they were praying for themselves.

At the same time, Xiao Nu sensed that the strange energy that was constantly flying out of this group of people was of course invisible to the naked eye, just like sparks, slowly making his blood hot, and in the end, it seemed like it was about to boil.

Suddenly, he sensed that the fruit of faith on the soul tree trembled suddenly, and the two divine patterns that had been dormant like dragons suddenly flew up, and in an instant, like a long whale absorbing water, he drained all the boiling energy in his blood, and both of them submerged into the intermediate spirit sword wolf shadow in his hand.

He didn't know what had changed in his spirit sword at the moment, but inexplicably, there were countless mystical insights in his heart.

At this moment, the big ship finally broke through the boiling lava-like water and approached the shore.

Then, seeing that the wild shaman had a disdainful face, Shi Shiran floated off the boat and landed lightly on the river beach, his face suddenly changed.

This person's eyes finally showed a look of horror, there were too many stumps and flesh left on this river beach, but the corpse remains of the Minotaur Demon were the least, but the advance team he sent out before, no longer saw the shadow of any person, and seemed to have fallen on the river beach.

The first moment he stepped on the riverbank, this person immediately found that sure enough, the thousands of long-necked demons he sent out had all died on the river beach, and the deaths were strange and most of them were fragmented. He was very angry, very angry, and very puzzled.

It stands to reason that the long-necked demon who has been subjected to his own soul secret technique, whether it is physical or strength, has undergone a huge transformation, and it is normal to be able to sweep away thousands of minotaurs, but now it seems that those thousands of minotaurs are still intact in the distance, but their own hands are dead, how can this be?

The Three-Eyed Priest finally put all his mind on Xiao Nu, who had long since hidden a runic halo, but was still riding a tall and powerful wind leopard.

The Three-Eyed Priest was thrilled, and almost immediately, he fell in love with the very unusual Wind Leopard under Xiao Fu. In his eyes, Xiao Nu, who had just entered the fifth star, might just be a lucky boy who was familiar with the art of beast control, and he could turn this domineering and powerful wind leopard into his mount as long as he used a little bit of soul secret art.

Thinking that soon, he will unify the entire Soul Returning Town, nearly forty ethnic groups and tribes, large and small, and develop them all into his own "believers", and he can completely earn a lot of magic crystals for these ignorant fools, then he will have enough capital to become stronger.

Thinking of the wonderful, the Three-Eyed Shaman couldn't help but laugh.

Suddenly, an indescribable threat locked him in the distance, and when he looked down, he realized that it was the lucky young Minotaur who locked on to him with his mind!

The Three-Eyed Shaman waved his hand violently, and just jumped off the big boat, and walked behind him in a hurry, and the hundreds of people whose strength had reached the five-star level on average, and the most elite long-necked demons rushed directly towards those minotaur demons who had withdrawn from the river beach.

They all wielded various sharp weapons in their hands, and the murderous aura filled the four fields, unstoppable.

These hundreds of long-necked demons roared loudly: "Kill, kill them, drink all their blood, and we can go and pick the Seven Star Ink Lotus!"

The three-eyed shaman, obviously his eyes were all on Xiao Nu's body, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he let out a huge shout: "Don't leave any of them, kill them all!"

An irrepressible anger rose in Xiao Fu's heart again, and this anger turned into monstrous killing intent in an instant, and the wolf shadow sword in his hand seemed to feel his heart, trembling slightly, and an unknown strange light flashed brightly and flickered.

Xiao angrily glared at the three-eyed shaman, mixed with majestic soul power, and burst out with an earth-shattering roar: "Where did the ugly soul cultivator come from, pretending to be a sacred shaman, with me today, I see how big a wave you can make!"

As he spoke, Xiao Nu pointed the wolf shadow in his hand towards the group of long-necked demons who were rushing towards the minotaur demons, and suddenly countless golden lights flashed out from Xiao Nu's body, and in an instant, they fell on the path of the group of long-necked demons.

Everyone, including the Three-Eyed Shaman, only felt that as soon as they saw a flower in front of them, they saw that little bit of golden light suddenly changed into more than a thousand huge, powerful and extremely powerful Wind Leopards, and instantly completed their grouping, and pounced into the team of long-necked demons in groups.

The magic roared, the wind leopard hissed and howled, the long-necked demon screamed in injury, and all kinds of sounds rang out almost at the same time.

The Three-Eyed Shaman's heart sank.

Xiao Fu's hand was completely beyond his cognition.

When he raised his hand, more than a thousand wind leopards that were basically at the peak level of the five-star level changed, who would believe such a thing?

No one in the world could do that, not even if he was a grandmaster-level beast master.

But the Three-Eyed Shaman suddenly thought of a terrible question, and he re-fixed his three extremely cruel eyes on Xiao Fu's body.

It occurred to him that there was only one kind of person who could do something unbelievable and almost miraculous.

That's the true shaman.

Only a shaman with omnipotent divine power can do it.

"Could it be that Lao Tzu has a bad year, and after the completion of the secret art, he just started to conquer the great cause, and then he bumped into a real shaman?"

"This son is clearly just a minotaur demon who is less than fourteen or fifteen years old, is it just like himself, he has also recently had the opportunity to be used as a shaman by those ignorant low-level demons?

"Could it be that these tempest leopards are not real objects at all, but just illusions created by him?

"Yes, it must be so! Even if he has been cultivating his soul power since birth, can he still be stronger than Lao Tzu? Kill him, you must kill him, otherwise Lao Tzu's hegemony will be particularly wasted!"

The Three-Eyed Shaman's heart was spinning like lightning, and he instantly made up his mind to break the cauldron and shout loudly to the group of long-necked demons who were surrounded by the leopards: "Children, those wind leopards are all illusions, keep your heart clear, don't be shocked, don't be frightened, don't be frightened!"

As soon as the words fell, he condensed his strongest soul power and launched the most powerful soul secret attack against Xiao Nu.

The soul power was intertwined into a sharp short sword like a demonic pattern, colorless, formless, silent, but with a vast destructive evil aura, it arrived in front of Xiao Fu's face in an instant.

But Xiao Nu suddenly grinned, and naturally, he waved the wolf shadow and drew a sword as mysterious as a fantasy.

Tiangang slays demons.