After a few days of not seeing him, the great shaman of the Delaney became much thinner, his eyes were red, and he grabbed Zhang Debiao and complained. It turned out that the great shaman had helped the six-winged golden light to restore his spiritual power that day, and he began to preach the teachings of the Wolf King Temple to this tiger with his surname, telling this humble little life how great the wolf god was.

The rest of the matter can be imagined, Brother Tai's bastard is extremely arrogant in front of Zhang Debiao, and the barbarian can only touch Brother Tai's little belly if he tries his best to please him, where can he stand the tone of the big shaman?

What's more, in the eyes of this tiger, the wolf is a demonic beast that is simply a lower life than it, so he argues with the great shaman.

After all, the great shaman of Delaney has been an old god stick for decades, and Tai Ge can't say anything about him, and finally made a big deal, and proved that he was definitely stronger than the inexplicable wolf god with practical actions, and beat the old shaman severely.

Several other elders of the temple heard the news and came together to deal with it, but without exception, they ended up with hatred and were trampled under the feet of this ferocious tiger.

Brother Tai was originally just to prove his strength, but later changed his mind: since a low-level wolf can become a god, why can't the great Brother Tai?

Under the silver power of the six-winged golden light, the great shaman and several other elders had to temporarily "surrender strategically" and began to "praise Brother Tai", and the tiger ordered people to build another temple next to the Wolf King Temple, intending to erect a bronze statue of himself.

When Zhang Debiao heard this, he looked next to the Wolf King Temple, and sure enough, the six-winged golden light was flying up and down, directing some herdsmen to build a temple out of mud. The herdsmen tamped the earth into the prototype of the temple, and the few magicians of the Jumang tribe used the magic of the earth to turn the earth into solid stone, so that in just a few days, a magnificent temple could be built.

Zhang Debiao couldn't help the cold sweat rolling down his forehead, and apologized to the great shaman of Delaney repeatedly. The big shaman looked strange and waved his hand: "It's nothing, the point is that there are already a few old people in the tribe who have praised it with their mouths closed......"

Although the beliefs of the steppe tribes are complex, with hundreds of temples, these temples are ultimately a cult of magical beasts. For example, the wolf god believed in by the Jumang tribe is based on a giant wolf, this is because there are often giant wolves around the Jumang tribe, and over time, the demon wolf worship of the Jumang tribe has been formed.

Brother Tai's six-winged golden light is not magical in Zhang Debiao's eyes, but in the eyes of ordinary people of the grassland barbarians, this tiger with three pairs of wings can speak, become bigger and smaller, soar to the sky, and summon thunder, lightning, wind and fire, this is a god with vast magical powers, so it is not surprising to believe in it.

Zhang Debiao wiped a cold sweat, hurriedly called Brother Tai to his side, and said to the Draenei shaman: "Elder can rest assured, with me, it will never mess around." ”

Brother Tai immediately turned his head to the big shaman and stared at him unkindly: "Xiaode, did you say bad things about me to Aman just now?"

The great shaman shuddered and quickly shook his head. Brother Tai was about to threaten him again, Zhang Debiao carried the back of its head, apologized to Delaney again, and said: "Elder rest assured, it only has three days of enthusiasm for doing everything, and it will soon be out of interest." ”

"Aman, there's a kind of you let me down!"

Zhang Debiao knocked on its head, and said angrily: "You give me a little peace!"

"You dare to knock me on the head? Who in the whole continent doesn't know my ......?"

Zhang Debiao's head was as big as a fight, and he directly threw Brother Tai to Xiao Hei, so as not to cause trouble again. For this six-winged golden light sword, Zhang Debiao has no way to take it, but fortunately, it is friends with Xiao Hei and obeys Xiao Hei's words.

I saw Brother Tai leaning into Xiao Hei's ear and muttering, Zhang Debiao listened for a moment, but it was this bastard who was persuading Xiao Hei to run away from home and go with him to find a small tribe to be a god.

When they came to the Jumang tribe, the injuries of Garmenridge and the others finally stabilized, and with the presence of the Great Shaman of Delaney, it was difficult for them to die even if they wanted to.

However, the Magister Garmen and Dala lost too much blood and needed to recuperate for a period of time, so they couldn't go out for training for the time being, and the archer Forrest Gump had no glasses and stood there coldly all day long.

Zhang Debiao's injuries were the lightest, and he recovered quickly, and donated his share of the magic core to the Wolf God Temple, which can be regarded as compensation for Brother Tai's nonsense during this time. The draenei shaman smiled, and saw that Zhang Aman was also pleasing to the eye, Zhang Debiao handed him more than a dozen magic cores, with these magic cores, the temple can improve the strength of more than a dozen mounts!

"Brother Tai, this bastard, caused me to lose more than a dozen demon cores, this time I must make up for it!"

Zhang Debiao came to the Divine Fall Desert again with the Mountain Guard Dog and the Six-Winged Golden Light Purple, and his purpose this time was very simple, that is, to go to the depths of the desert, the place where the gods fell, and use the powerful divine power there to force himself to break through!

With Brother Tai here, along the way, the dangerous Godfall Desert has also become dangerous, there is a way that Brother Tai has walked through, not an inch of grass grows, Zhang Debiao soon got more than a dozen magic cores, all of which were eaten by Xiao Hei.

However, to Zhang Debiao's disappointment, Xiao Hei still showed no signs of evolution.

"The power of the gods here is so heavy!"

Zhang Debiao walked for a day, and finally came to the depths of the Shen Yun Wasteland, and with each step forward, he felt that the divine power around him was heavier, and the fighting qi in his body became heavier and heavier, like mercury in the fighting qi channel, heavy and difficult to flow.

However, the benefits are also obvious, with the operation of the fighting spirit, Zhang Debiao found that the brute fighting spirit that was originally full of dantian and fighting qi channels was pressed into a thin line at the moment, and it was difficult to run. And with the increase in the number of running weeks, the new energy generated in the meridians has begun to gradually generate brute fighting energy, although the savage energy still accounts for the vast majority, but the brute fighting qi has begun to generate, which means that he has officially stepped into the hurdle of the brute fighter!

Walking here, not only Zhang Debiao's strength was severely suppressed, but even Brother Tai's strength had dropped sharply, and now it was no longer able to release sixteenth-level magic, and even fifteenth-level magic was a little reluctant.

Zhang Debiao walked forward another hundred and ten meters, only to see a lake with a radius of more than ten miles in front of him suddenly appear in the desert, and the divine power above the lake was like a fog that could not be dispersed!

"I'm afraid this is the lake that the god smashed out of the grassland when he fell!" Zhang Debiao's eyes flashed, and he took a step forward, and suddenly an infinite coercion pressed down on him, and the brute fighting spirit in his body condensed in an instant, as if it was frozen up!

Zhang Debiao immediately mobilized all his spiritual power and forcibly urged the brute vindictiveness. Finally, the brute fighting spirit began to run slowly again, as slowly as ants, moving out of the dantian little by little.

At the moment when the brute fighting spirit left the dantian, Zhang Debiao seemed to feel that there seemed to be a level in his body that suddenly opened, and a pleasant and dripping feeling came to his heart, and he couldn't help but let out a long howl, and the sound rolled over the lake, shaking the mist-like divine power to float back and forth for a long time!

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