"Ultimately arrogant! Kill this beast!"
Mao BuTong stood among the elites of the two tribes, constantly repairing his injuries. He stretched out his tiger claws and changed his gestures, signaling everyone to attack continuously and rhythmically just as he had previously broken through the light shield containing the power of the Supreme.
Countless streams of light flashed across the night sky, overwhelming the sky and the earth, like angry waves, slamming towards Zhao Wujiang.
Zhao Wujiang's eyes were extremely dark, with no trace of light at all. There was no other color at all, only pure black.
He slowly spread his hands under the night, as if embracing the whole world.
The next moment, everyone's offensive disappeared. In the vast snowy night, there seemed to be an invisible glutton that swallowed up everyone's spells in one go.
The cat is different and the tiger's body is shocked:! ! !
The other monks looked puzzled.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Mao BuTong trembled and shouted angrily:
"Then again, he must have used some trump card, similar to the picture scroll of Granny Tianlan before!
He can't last long!
superior! "
The elites of the two tribes launched an offensive again. Some stayed far away and fired at them, while some chose to transform into their own bodies and engage in hand-to-hand combat.
But without exception, the cultivation level that had been fired at him disappeared within three feet of Zhao Wujiang. The Xiaohu and Tianlang who rushed towards him seemed to have been drained of their strength. When they came within three feet, they fell asleep, one at a time. Silent.
"hiss!"
"hiss!"
Under the night sky, around the ruins of the ancestral hall, the great demons of the two races made gasping sounds.
So weird.
They couldn't help but feel a chill. For a moment, they didn't dare to step forward, and they didn't know whether they should continue to activate their cultivation.
"Crack."
A drop of purple blood dripped from Zhao Wujiang's nose and dripped on the ruins.
He wiped it carelessly.
In fact, from the very beginning, the cats of the Xiaohu tribe were not able to escape from under his feet. It was because he deliberately let go.
He can defeat Mao BuTong with invincibility, and he can let Mao BuTong die directly in his hands.
The reason why he didn't do anything but let the cat run away was not that he was kind or arrogant, but that he was greedy.
The ability of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon robs people of their cultivation and vitality, so can it directly rob the spiritual energy that has been released?
The spiritual energy released by these demon cultivators has been refined and is much purer than the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that he directly plundered, eliminating the need for him to refining it.
As long as the demon cultivators keep attacking him and he keeps absorbing them, doesn't that mean he has a mobile power bank? Or the kind of nuclear energy.
The spiritual energy refined by these demons is displayed in the form of magic spells, and then plundered by him, they will undoubtedly become the best wage earners.
So, as soon as the idea came up, Zhao Wujiang took action.
He exposed the flaws in his words and actions, giving the elites of the two tribes time to react, and giving the cats different reaction times.
As expected, Mao BuTong was worthy of being a strong man, and the monks from the two tribes were indeed elites. They seized this opportunity, rescued Mao BuTong, and launched an offensive against him.
He deliberately exposed more flaws, pretending to be dragged down by Granny Tianlan and unable to defend the enemy with all his heart, so he could only escape. However, he was surrounded by dragnets, making it difficult for him to fly and became a trapped beast.
He also made a desperate gesture, knocked out Granny Tianlan, and fought against everyone by himself.
Everyone's cultivation level spurred over and was swallowed up by him.
It has nothing to do with what he expected, it can only be said exactly the same.
He absorbed these pure spiritual energy, and his cultivation level continued to increase.
But showing too much strength is not a good thing, as it will scare away these wage earners, so he left a few drops of nosebleeds.
"The Sirius Clan and the Howling Tiger Clan are nothing more than that!" He didn't wipe away the nosebleed, but instead laughed wildly.
"Don't be deceived by him! He is no longer good!" Mao BuTong, who has a pair of special eyes that can discern the truth, shouted angrily:
"Kill him in one go!"
"Boom! Boom!" The monks from the two tribes once again launched a powerful attack. This time they did not choose to fight hand-to-hand, but attacked from a distance, hoping to drown Zhao Wujiang alive with their vast cultivation.
