The village, which originally belonged to the Lakala tribe, was quiet at this time, but it was full of traces of various battles.

In the center of the village there is a pyramid-shaped altar, which is where the Lakala tribe used to live and has now been occupied by the great sacrifice of the Huaman tribe.

The chief priest of the Huaman tribe was an old man with gray hair, and at this time he was sitting in a room in the altar with his body bent, and in front of him was a middle-aged man in the prime of life, wearing a colorful feather hat on his head, who was the chief of the Huaman tribe.

"Is the body of the High Priest alright?" the chief's deep voice sounded.

"Ahem, old man, I'm not that weak, but the great sacrifice of the Lakala tribe is also a character, and he even devoured me when he died. The High Priest coughed and said.

"That's natural, your old possessed god is a famous golden mantis god, and his speed is top-notch. The chief of the Huaman tribe said with a little respect, "Although we have lost a lot of warriors in the clan this time, it is worth it to get such a spirit stone mine, if we use it well, we can even enter the Baimeng to serve, and then our Huaman tribe will definitely rise and go to the next level." ”

Speaking of excitement, the chief of the Huaman tribe was even more red, and his eyes were shining.

The high priest was calmer, but his slightly trembling hands betrayed his thoughts.

In the face of huge interests, the two who were originally mature and experienced also seemed a little impulsive and blind.

Rumble!

The door of the stone chamber was suddenly cut in half by a cyan wind blade, and at the same time, this wind blade cut horizontally towards the high priest and the chief in the stone chamber.

"Bold maniac!" the High Priest snorted, and a green light suddenly appeared on his hand, and then a layer of green light appeared on his entire arm, which looked like the forearm of a giant praying mantis from a distance.

The Great Priest flicked his arm, and the forearm of the huge praying mantis clamped forward, and it directly clamped the oncoming wind blade, and then the Great Priest used force, and the cyan wind blade shattered in response.

After the smoke cleared, a dark-skinned teenager walked in with a young girl in a power suit.

These two people are Zhang Mo and Lakala, they sneaked in, found the altar according to Lakala's instructions, and after sneaking in, all the way over, Zhang Mo used thunderous means along the way to eliminate all the guards and temple warriors, and then rushed directly into the stone room.

"Dare to ask what sect the Immortal is, but the people below are not well greeted?" the chief asked first.

The corners of the High Priest's mouth twitched, but in the end he couldn't help but speak.

"It's just the two of them, kill them!" Lakala screamed, pointing to the high priest and chief of the Huaman tribe.

"It's you, the remnant of the Lakala tribe!" the chief snorted, "Don't even think about running away today!"

"Great Priest, let's make a move!"

With a low shout from the chief of the Huaman tribe, the high priest also began to chant some strange incantations.

"Attack the priest, he's going to cast a god possession!" Lakala shouted worriedly.

The chief of the Huaman tribe sneered and said, "If you want to fight with the Great Priest, play with me first." ”

Click!

The already strong body of the chief of the Huaman tribe began to become stronger, and at the same time, his tiger teeth became sharper, and three black horizontal stripes appeared on his forehead, and at the same time, his nails began to become sharp and sharp, glowing with a layer of white cold light.

"Possessed by a fierce tiger!"

As a roar like a beast shouted out from the mouth of the chief of the Huaman tribe, Zhang Mo felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the chief of the Huaman tribe turned into a strong wind and rushed straight to Zhang Mo's face.

And it all happened in a blink of an eye.

The chief of the Huaman tribe stretched out his right hand and stretched his palm wide, and the sharp nails let out a scream in the air, and the sound of breaking the air directly grabbed Zhang Mo's neck.

"Be careful!" Lakala shouted.

Zhang Mo chuckled, raised his hand and threw out a palm-sized Kwai Shui wooden shield, facing the claws of the Huaman tribe chief.

Choke!

With a piercing sound, the fingernails of the Huaman tribe chief ploughed through Zhang Mo's Kwai Shui wooden shield.

Hey!

The chief of the Huaman tribe let out a surprised sound, and at the same time, his mouth opened, and there was a small dark red fireball in his mouth.

"Watch out for his flaming blades!" Lakala knew the tricks of the Huaman tribe chieftain, and immediately shouted loudly when he saw this.

"It's late!" the Huaman tribe chief spat lightly, and the small dark red fireball that was originally in his mouth turned directly into a flame blade more than a foot long, cutting horizontally towards Zhang Mo's neck.

The chieftain of the Huaman tribe didn't know how many opponents he had attacked with this move, and nearly half of them had died under this move.

For this trick, the chief of the Huaman tribe was very confident.

Lakala even closed his eyes in despair, Zhang Mo's attention just now seemed to be attracted by the grasp of the Huaman tribe chieftain, but in fact, Zhang Mo's heart was a little vigilant, and when the Huaman tribe chieftain spit out the flame blade, Zhang Mo sensed a hint of it.

Shapeshift!

At that moment, Zhang Mo did not hesitate to cast a shape-shifting image, and left the place in an instant.

Whew!

After the flaming blade lost its target, it sliced into the wall of the stone chamber, slicing through the thick stone chamber with the ease of a hot knife cutting through butter, leaving a scorched black trail at the same time.

Zhang Mo stretched out his hand and punched out three runes, and then pulled out the Huoyun Sword, infused the spiritual power in his body into it, and with a slash of the void, a dark red sword immediately slashed towards the chief of the Huaman tribe.

The three rune papers exploded one after another, and the three rune papers turned out to be cold ice talismans with a sluggish effect, and for a while, the cold air in the stone room was strong, and even the white mist could be seen in a sigh.

And the chief of the Huaman tribe who was facing the three ice talismans was even more unbearable, his whole person was directly frozen, only his eyes were still dripping, and at the same time, a layer of hoarfrost was attached to his body.

Then Zhang Mo's dark red sword also followed him, slashing horizontally towards the body of the chief of the Huaman tribe, if this time it was slashed, I am afraid that the chief of the Huaman tribe would die.

"Shaft dare!" With the shout of the great priest, the entire stone room trembled slightly.

Zhang Mo glanced back, and there was a big praying mantis with a golden back and a green body standing in front of him, and after a closer look, the great priest was in the brain of this golden-backed and green-bodied big mantis.

This big praying mantis is more than two people tall, and its whole body exudes a trace of strange power, and the two large green pincers are not only extremely sharp, but also have serrated teeth, making a clicking sound when opening and closing, which makes people panic.

The Great Priest naturally would not sit idly by and watch the chief be killed, so as soon as the possession was successful, the Great Priest manipulated the golden-backed green-bodied Great Mantis to take a step forward, stretching out the green pincers and gently blocking it.

"Ding!"

After the sound of the handover of gold and iron, Zhang Mo's dark red sword light only made the big pincers of the golden-backed green-bodied big mantis shake for a moment and then dissipated without a trace.

Zhang Mo secretly screamed badly, and immediately held up the Kwai Shuimu shield, and with the influx of spiritual power, a light blue shield shadow more than one person tall immediately appeared in front of him, and before he could react, this light blue shield shadow was slashed by the forelimbs of the golden-backed green-bodied big mantis controlled by the great sacrifice.

"Turn!"

After Zhang Mo let out a low shout, he immediately urged the light blue shield shadow to start rotating around him, as soon as the Great Priest made a move, he knew that the other party's skills must be very agile, if he didn't rotate the shield shadow, I am afraid that he would not be able to resist the attack of the Great Priest.

Ding! Ding!

Sure enough, in a moment, Zhang Mo heard a series of gold and iron handover sounds coming from the surroundings, and they were all different parts.

This pale blue shield shadow only lasted for a while and was a little overwhelmed, which made both Zhang Mo and the Great Priest very surprised.

The Great Priest was surprised that with his strength, he was originally comparable to an immortal cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and even if he was injured, he still had the strength of an immortal cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, but now his attack was blocked by Zhang Mo, who only cultivated in the Qi refining period, which of course surprised him.

Zhang Mo was surprised that this pale blue shield shadow was about to collapse so quickly, which had never happened before.

This also made Zhang Mo's heart put away a trace of contempt, the Hundred Barbarian Tribes were able to compete with the huge empire of the Great Qin State until now, it seemed that it was not a fluke, and their own strength was also quite important.

"A Thousand Blades!"

The High Priest's slightly hoarse voice sounded, and then the golden-backed green-bodied mantis he controlled began to wave its forelimbs intensively, and one after another green light blades slashed towards Zhang Mo's pale blue shield shadow from all angles.

In just a moment, Zhang Mo's pale blue shield shadow was broken.

It's just that the smile of the Great Priest has not yet emerged, and under the infusion of Zhang Mo's spiritual power, a light brown shield shadow has reappeared, which makes the Great Priest's heart a little annoyed.

If you can't go on like this, you have to find a way. Zhang Mozhu looked at the great priest who was still violently attacking the light brown shield shadow, and felt a little anxious in his heart.

If it continues to be consumed like this, it must be himself who loses, but the possession time of the great sacrifice has a stick of incense, judging from the current rhythm, Zhang Mo must not be able to last so long.

"Let's taste my Yin Fire Thunder Bead!" Zhang Mo reached out and took out a handful of Yin Fire Thunder Beads from his storage bag, and after slowing down the rotation speed of the shield shadow, he looked at a gap and directly threw the Yin Fire Thunder Bead in his hand towards the Great Sacrifice.

"Yin Fire Thunder Bead!" the Great Priest shouted, "You are a demon cultivator!"

Zhang Mo was not in the mood to chat with the Great Priest, but with a palm, a Yin Fire Thunder Bead the size of an egg appeared in the palm of his hand, this is a mid-level Yin Fire Thunder Bead, which is enough to threaten the existence of the foundation building period, Zhang Mo does not want to use it unless it is absolutely necessary, after all, this is a one-time hole card, and there will be no more if you use it.

Airplanes!

The handful of Yin Fire Thunder Beads thrown out by Zhang Mo had already exploded in a concentrated manner, and a black mushroom cloud suddenly bloomed in the stone room, and this mushroom cloud was also mixed with some oily green lightning, which looked a little seeping.