Chapter 29 The Great Shaman
"Bang, bang, bang--"
The luxurious jewelry, exquisite jade, and the whole sea heart emerald carved screen were thrown to the ground and smashed to the ground.
The old mistress still felt unyed, but the servants had already avoided far away, so that she could not find a better venting partner.
This made it even more difficult for her to suppress the anger and sadness in her heart - her son, the only son, Xiyao, died! What a handsome, smart and obedient child he was. He just said it like this. But it was Xi Ya who caused all these disasters.
Xiya - I really regret that I didn't bite off the girl's neck when I gave birth to her!
The old mistress shook the wolf's tail and wandered back and forth irritably in the ruins-like room, thinking regretfully.
Suddenly, she heard someone pushing the door open.
"Oh--" The old mother jumped up from the gorgeous velvet blanket like a wild cat that smelled fishy, opened her fangs and bit the unlucky guy who was about to enter the door.
Someone saw an old wolf burst out of the room fiercely and subconsciously raised her arm to cover her throat.
"Keng!" The old female wolf's sharp teeth bit on the person's arm, as if she had bitten a hard piece of gold, almost breaking her fangs, which made her cry in pain.
By this time, she had found that it was not her servant who entered the door, but a Voldemort reptile covered with green scales!
The old female wolf was shocked. She never dreamed that the Voldemort clan really appeared and sneaked into her room!
You should know that the whole settlement of the Beixi tribe is sheltered by the magic array hosted by the temple. One of the important functions is to prevent the Fumo people from using the earth to lurk in.
"Mom!" The tall Fumo reptile in front of him suddenly whispered.
The old wolf was stunned. She blinked Huang Jingjing's eyes and looked at it carefully. Soon she found that the reptile's eyes, nose, mouth, ears, voice... all of this was very much like a person--
"Xiyao?!" The old wolf stared at him, unconsciously loosened her teeth, and fell to the ground.
"It's me - Mom, I'm back!" Xi Yao slowly squatted down and looked at the howling old wolf. Her eyes flashed with a cold and fierce light, and said slowly, "I know you want to ask me why I have become like this?"
The old female wolf nodded desperately, stretched out her scarlet tongue and kept licking and sucking her son's cheeks covered with terrible scales, with tears in her eyes.
Xiyao hugged the head of the old wolf and said in a cold voice, "Xi Ya defected to the Fumo clan. Xihan and I are both her victims!" I narrowly escaped from Kang Xie's hand and came back quietly at the risk of being killed, just to expose her conspiracy and save the Beixi tribe!"
"Bang!" Just a crisp ringing finger, Chu Tian didn't even have time to see how the big shaman read the truth to form a magic seal. The golden flames suspended in the palace suddenly condensed into rockets all over the sky and came through the air in all directions.
At that time, Chu Tian realized that this was a gamble without any suspense.
Although his spiritual platform can map the light and shadow of each rocket, it can't capture their trajectory at all. These rockets are no longer dead objects condensed purely by the spirit of the underworld, but elves endowed with fresh life and soul by the great shaman!
It can be seen that he still underestimates the strength of the great shaman. Although he will think that his cultivation may be higher than that of Kong Xie and break through the realm of the sky, if he goes all out and with the help of Cangyun Yuanchen Sword, he should still have a chance to escape from the temple.
But as soon as the big shaman's "spiritual arrow fire dance" secret method was released, Chu Tian's heart was half cold.
He immediately understood that he had finally met the first genius demon in the demon world, and he was also a young temple shaman.
The Holy Level is no longer the limit of this big-eyed, soft-voiced wolf demon young man. His strength has reached the horror of peeping at Nirvana. If Kun Xie, one of the three demons of the Fumo clan, stood in front of him, that is, the dust on the sleeve, he casually swept the door.
"Wo!" Even a moment's hesitation is not allowed. Chu Tian's yuan god sacrificed, but there is still no time to use the snow formula in the world. It's not that his reaction is too slow, but that the big shaman's action is really fast.
It is no exaggeration to say that if Chu Tian moves at the same time, the speed at which the great shaman releases the secret method is enough to teach Kun Xie to die at least three times.
In desperation, Chu Tian's only body and sword combined to use the "flying immortals outside the sky" drum and turned into a bunch of invincible Jingtian Changhong rushing to the Great Shaman.
He has no time to take care of Mu Chengxue's body. When it's time to give up, he can't hesitate.
"What?" The great shaman saw the yuan god sacrificed by Chu Tian and immediately understood a lot of things.
Of course, he knew that the yuan spirit of the young man in front of him was by no means Mu Chengxue's. While a trace of surprise flashed on his beautiful face, there was also a trace of appreciation.
It's not because Chu Tian can break the kettle and give up his body. After all, this is the minimum of perseverance and decisiveness for any wolf and demon warrior, and there is nothing unusual about it.
What he appreciated was the correct judgment made by Chu Tian at the critical moment - the suspicious young man did not run out of the door like most people, but resolutely rushed to himself.
Doing so requires not only courage, but also superhuman wisdom and calmness.
At this moment, the whole palace is under his control. If Chu Tian is willing to escape, he can only fall into the net he laid. The only wise choice is to promote the strengths and avoid the weaknesses, and strive for short-term opportunities to get a first-line escape.
The advantages and weaknesses of the secret magician are equally prominent, and close hand-to-hand combat is never what they are good at. As long as you can use the Cangyun Yuanchen sword to force the big shaman to appear a trace of panic, Chu Tian's yuan god can die.
"It's a little interesting--" The corners of the big shaman's lips were gently upturned, showing a almost feminine and charming smile.
According to the logic of ordinary people, since Chu Tian is aware that Chu Tian is not the tiger army who has a discordant hatred with the Beixi tribe, the most important thing the great shaman should do at this moment is to put away the secret method to find out.
However, the great shaman does not think according to the logic of ordinary people most of the time. He has been aroused by Chu Tianyi's long-lost counterattack. He really wants to try how many unexpected survival methods the other party can use under his own secret attack?
So the spiritual arrow fire dance suddenly bypassed Mu Chengxue's body and greeted Chu Tian's yuan god.
Chu Tian's spiritual platform was empty. Under the pressure of the spiritual arrow fire dance, he did not have time to think about the strange ideas of the great shaman, and even no longer worried about his life and death.
The great shaman's secret method is not full of momentum, but compared with those magical skills that seem to swallow thousands of miles, his spiritual arrow and fire dance is more terrible and clever.
It has essentially transcended the shackles of simple power and entered an incredible new realm.
- The loud voice, the elephant is invisible, which is the meaning of Taoism.
The wind comes from all sides, and the turbid waves are empty. In an instant, Chu Tian was in the stormy waves, and a rocket full of spirituality galloped from every unexpected angle. In a trance, it seems that they are no longer the light and shadow driven by people, but a firebird with only a free soul, soaring in the light like a snow-white sea of clouds.
"Ding Ding Ding Ding--" Chu Tian was completely submerged and lost in the rain of arrows. He could only rely on his almost instinctive intuition to resist the attack of spiritual arrows and fire.
He was stunned to find that although he was constantly approaching the big shaman, in his heart, he felt that the distance between the two was getting farther and farther, and gradually became unreachable.
This is not an illusion, but a sign of war spirit and self-confidence under the oppression of the other party's peak secret method.
The horizon is close to the horizon, the front line of life and death.
The secret method of the great shaman has no smell of fireworks at all, and it makes people feel the opportunity to kill at all. Like the charming smile on his face at this moment, the wind and clouds are light and tepid, and he listens to thunder in silence.
But he felt a little disappointed in his heart. If Chu Tian had this ability, wouldn't it be too boring?
Who knows that before his mind, a red lotus suddenly appeared in the golden light in Chu Tian's yuan god. Five mirror images split the void, like a divine soldier coming from the sky!
The same Cangyun Yuanchen, the same flying immortals in the sky, converge into an unstoppable silver and white torrent, filling every corner of the world.
The big shaman was caught off guard and saw that the spiritual arrow fire dance was rushed to pieces by the sword spirit, and the momentum in the field was suddenly reversed.
He was not surprised but happy. The excitement that had almost dissipated just now was aroused again. His delicate eyebrows rose slightly, and the delicate and delicate food pointed forward from the wide sleeve.
This weightlifting finger seems to be better than the magic seal made by ordinary secret magicians connected with thousands of gestures.
In the depths of Yanhai Sword Mountain, I suddenly poured out an angry dragon-like fire waterfall, and the gorgeous red light flow bombarded one of the mirror images of Chu Tian with the momentum of Mount Tai.
"Bum!" The mirror image is like a drop of water dissolved into the fiery red magma, which evaporates and melts in a blink of an eye.
Chu Tian turned a blind eye and urged the Cangyun Yuanchen sword to move forward, only five feet away from the great shaman.
"Bum, bang, bang!" The mirror image was destroyed one after another under the bombardment of the "flowing fire waterfall" released by the Great Shaman, returning to the distant void time and space.
While Chu Tian is constantly approaching the Great Shaman, the fierce and magnificent waterfall light is getting closer and closer to him.
"Bum!" The last mirror image was destroyed beside Chu Tian, and the turbulent wind burst out, shaking his yuan god slightly, and the Cangyun Yuanchen sword also buzzed.
Chu Tian is calm and more than constant, as if the surrounding sky and earth are just a drizzle in March. The only thing his sword is aimed at, the snow-like man two feet away.