"What do you want!" Thanoi was in a state of extreme weakness as he summoned the Spirit of the Phoenix. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoBecause of the appearance of Odore and the others, and the Phoenix Spirit can't attack Foreman at will, Sanoy doesn't think that the brute bear alone can stop these five werewolves.

Although this was the first time she had seen a werewolf, there was never a shortage of records about werewolves in Shamanic Orthodoxy, and the judgment of the strength of werewolves had long been concluded.

Odore's wolf fur was silver-white metallic, only a small part of his shoulders were still black, his eyes were golden, and the natural power emanating from his body shocked Sanoi.

"Hehe, what do I think, don't you know? I just don't know if you orthodoxy still have the means to come up with it after the death of the previous generation of great wizards. Odore smiled coldly.

"Hey, werewolves down there, do you want to join forces. "Foreman knows that in the northern land adjacent to China, there are creatures called werewolves, and they have terrifying powers. Seeing that Odore was the enemy of his rival woman, and that the enemy of his enemy was a friend, Foreman asked.

"Little bat, this is an internal matter of our shamanism, don't meddle in it, otherwise, we will tear you apart!" Odoray didn't give Foreman any face at all, and simply called him a little bat.

The Western blood clan prides itself on its noble status, and hates things like bats when others call them the most. Foreman was secretly determined that if he had the opportunity later, he would tear Oduolei apart.

Odore's strength is not weak, and he is even stronger than the current Forman, so he dares to say so. The Green Flame of the Spirit of the Phoenix is useless against the werewolves who also flow with the power of nature, but the Spirit of the Phoenix is not only a single attack method like the Green Flame.

The spirit of the phoenix has a trace of Sarnoi's will, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a wisp of Sarnoi's spiritual clone. The green flame on the phoenix spirit's body no longer sprayed thin, but turned into a slash and rushed directly towards Odolei.

When the tall Odore saw the phoenix spirit that was rapidly slashing towards him, he grinned and shot confidently. With a wave of his hands in the air, the eight slashes met the Phoenix Spirit head-on.

Odolei's slash shattered six times before the Phoenix Spirit was blocked, and the remaining two slashes directly damaged the Phoenix Spirit in this spirit state.

"Hmph, mere apostate, do you still have the face to come back to the Holy Mountain!" Just as the spirit of the phoenix flickered and was about to dissipate, an old voice appeared out of thin air.

A group of people dressed similarly to Sanoy followed.

"Great Elder. Sanoi bowed to the old man.

"Sanoy, rest assured, before Nanamo returned to nature, he already knew that soon after his death, this group of apostates would definitely come back, and he had already left behind him, and today is to let this group of apostates know what kind of sin it is to blaspheme nature!" said Grand Elder Monak, as he opened the bag hanging around his neck and scattered the ashes in the wind.

Odore is now the strongest of the werewolves, and the one who has the most access to the secrets and shamanic secrets. He was clear about what Grand Elder Monak was doing.

"Disperse!" Odore quickly dispersed several followers behind him, and he himself ran into the air.

For a person of Odore's strength, it is no longer difficult to step into the air.

I saw that the original location of Odore and the others was full of greenery, and the trees and vines were growing like crazy, and one of the werewolves did not retreat far enough, and was directly swept into it by the vines that grew up madly, and he had no power to resist at all, and was pierced into his body by a vine, and then the whole body quickly dried up.

"Hehe, have the orthodox people fallen to such a state? It's ridiculous that even a noble wizard is not allowed to be buried after his death. ”

Monarque is shedding the ashes of the previous generation of great wizards, Nan Amo, who spent his life studying the forces of nature, and under normal circumstances, the great wizards are cremated after death and then buried in the earth. However, in order to prevent these apostates from attacking the Orthodox Church on the Holy Mountain after his death, Nanamo asked Monak to put away his ashes and use shamanic secret techniques to fight his enemies when necessary.

One of the conditions for the use of the shamanic secret art - the realm of nature is to have the essence of a great wizard, which can be essence blood or ashes. At that time, Nan Amo could no longer condense his essence blood, so he had to let Monac use his ashes as a last resort.

For a shamanic orthodox, not being able to lay down after death is the greatest sorrow.

"Odore, don't irritate us with such words, Nan Amo's sacrifice is great, and you apostates must not be allowed to defile the Holy Mountain!" Monak looked indignant.

"The Realm of Nature is indeed powerful, but not to the point where we are helpless!" Odolei snorted, and then said to Foreman beside him, "Little bat, didn't you say you wanted to join forces?" I know where you want it is, just help me kill all the people in front of me, and when I enter the Holy Mountain, I'll give it to you. ”

Foreman was not stupid, and he had his own thoughts on the credibility of O'Dore's words. However, in this case, no matter how credible Odore's words may be, joining forces with him is the best option. Kill this group of shamans before it is possible to move on. Otherwise, you can't go any further, how can you get Cain's blood, and as for what will happen after Odore, that's not what to think about now.

"Well, I've promised you!" Foreman nodded at Odore, agreeing to the alliance.

"Take this and kill it with me. Odore took two wolf fangs from his bosom and slashed each of his forearms, the blood staining the wolf teeth red, and the wolf teeth began to emit strange powers, and then threw one wolf tooth at Foreman.

"What is this?" asked Foreman, taking the wolf's fangs.

"The wolf king's wolf fangs must be activated by the werewolf blood with a high enough purity of natural energy to keep the spirit plants of the natural domain from attacking you. Odore explained.

"Well, let's go!" Foreman nodded, looking at Odore quietly.

Odore pursed his lips disdainfully, how did he not know that Foreman did not trust him and wanted to let himself rush first. But at such a time, Odore did not need to worry about such trivial matters, he kicked his feet in the air, and accelerated towards Monarque.

Seeing Oodore weaving through the wildly growing vegetation unharmed, Foreman moved. At the moment, it seems that joining forces with Odolphe to deal with this group of shamanic orthodox people is the best choice, so Foreman has no reason to stay.

As soon as the blood shadow moved, Monak and the other shaman orthodox sect members were suddenly about to face two powerhouses comparable to martial arts masters, and Monarke's brows furrowed deeply.