Legend of the Great Saint Chapter 132: Plan and change

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Six Devouring Bone Shaman strongmen entered the Shura field, and they immediately woke up from the crackdown. When they saw each other, they were all alert. They all came from different tribes. Devouring Bone Shaman has the tradition of eating the same family, compared to the dead. Everyone prefers to live.

Unlike the general Devouring Bone Shaman, their appearance looks closer to humans, restraining the strength of within the body, condensed in the skull, called Essence Nucleus, similar to Monster Cultivator's Monster Core, and human repair Golden Core. If you can eat the opponent's Essence Nucleus and body, you can increase your strength, and no one can bear this temptation.

However, this confrontation lasted only for an instant, and the scene before them surprised all of them who were used to killing.

Under the **** vortex, countless large and small Devouring Bone Shaman are killing each other, the body is piled up with thick First Level, and the shouting is deafening.

"Where is this? I also want to kill someone! That man!" A Devouring Bone Shaman voice said hoarsely, recalling the horrible pair of scarlet eye, his heart shivered and he grew more hated.

"I don't know, we were all captured. It seems to be the breath of Shura Dao, we must hold our minds, otherwise we will kill each other like them."

A Devouring Bone Shaman Elder speaks. He looks like a rickety old man, holding a cane. Others saw that it is extremely difficult to connect it to the human-eating Devouring Bone Shaman.

"I have never seen so many Devouring Bone Shaman in my life, and it seems that the entire Mist Province Devouring Bone Tribe has not been spared."

"Is he arresting us just to let us kill each other?"

"I don't know, he doesn't kill us, he must have his purpose, maybe just for fun, we must escape!"

"What is that?"

Six people are communicating with each other, and suddenly a huge murderous aura pounces on them. Looking towards the center of the battlefield, Devouring Bone Shaman was blocked by blood, and Bingfeng roared. There was only one person. It was Asura Marshal with Wolf Fang Club.

Asura Marshal is killing in the crowd, and I feel bored in my heart. Such unilateral killing has very limited benefits for him, and suddenly feels that six powerful breaths are coming. Can't help laughing, rushed away.

"Be careful, this seems to be Asura!"

"We have no grievances, I will talk to him."

"Maybe it ’s also the man ’s running dog who came to kill us."

"If it doesn't work, huh, are the six of us still afraid of him? At this time, whoever doesn't contribute, just wait to die!"

"Fellow Daoist is Asura? Sit down and talk, don't become a tool used by others!"

The rickety old man greeted him, his eyes flashing finely, his voice high and low, and there were countless ups and downs in one sentence. It made people feel very uncomfortable and quietly exhibited the Shaman Art that affects the mind. If he wants to establish his identity as a leader, his chances of surviving will increase a bit.

The speed of Asura Marshal is three points faster, and I will arrive in a blink of an eye. With a grin, he smashed Wolf Fang Club!

With one force down for ten meetings, a mountain will also be smashed, and at the same time, there are countless changes implying, which seals the retreat of the old chen chen. If you haven't seen it with your own eyes. Li Qingshan also did not believe that a Wolf Fang Club could actually exhibit such subtle moves.

The old rickshaw horrifiedly raised his cane. A round of invisible power exuded from his body, resisting Wolf Fang Club, the two forces collided wildly, the crutches were pressed down by inches, and the mouth shouted: "Come and save me!"

The five people in the rear did not have any reason to die, so they shot together.

Asura Marshal was splitting his eyes and screamed. Wolf Fang Club burst out with dazzling red light. With a bang, he smashed the old man into a ball of meat. Raise a happy smile.

Outside the Shura field, Lee Qingshan looked at this scene and couldn't help grinning, trying to influence a Asura Marshal's mind in this Shura field, isn't it sick?

Actually, many Shaman Elders of the Shaman tribe of Mist Province, although they can display the ancient Shaman Art of the powerful secretive, even the cultivation people are afraid of it, but they specialize in a certain point, which is far less than the Magic Spell of the cultivation people. It is even weaker. Once restrained and facing a super warrior like Asura Marshal, the end is naturally miserable.

Although the Asura Marshal struggled with their joint attack, leaving several tragic wounds on his body, as a melee attack-hardened Asura Marshal, this is not much damage, and it is almost a kung fu flying out, It was restored.

Just landed suddenly, jumped out of the smoke, and flew to the sky, looking at the remaining five Devouring Bone Shaman, Wolf Fang Club held high, fighting intent was stronger, murderous aura was thicker.

And the first reaction of those five Devouring Bone Shaman after flying Asura Marshal was not to chase after victory, but to compete for the meat on the ground. When they grabbed it, they stuffed it directly into their mouths. Their mouths cracked to an incredible extent. Swallow meat puree without chewing.

If the strong enemy is not on the side and is in trouble, it is almost a fight for the Essence Nucleus and skull bones.

The little tacit understanding that was just formed was swept away, and when the Asura Marshal turned around and threw himself, the five men were on their own.

Asura Marshal ’s eyes are locked on the last one, Devouring Bone Shaman Elder, and the fighting instinct tells him to break this person first, but the other four will definitely try to block it. Although these four men are inferior in their physiques and their combat skills are far worse, joint combat is not easy to deal with.

Who is the owner of this Shurachang? Despite him, kill them all!

The remaining Shaman Elder also waved a cane to mobilize invisible power, but instead of fighting against Asura Marshal, it turned around and ran away. The roar of helplessness left, and the speed was still very fast.

Because he was standing in the distance to perform Shaman Art, he did n’t even get to the edge of the competition, and he had resentment qi in his heart. Here he has the weakest physique, and he dare not let the Asura Marshal get close, afraid to walk the footsteps of the rickety old man and become a carnivorous meat.

And his improper running is tight, leaving four people who are willing to top the tank, and want to digest the new power, turn back and flee in one direction.

"What kind of stuff are these!"

Li Qingshan's support, I was still worried that directly playing one of the six would make the situation unbalanced, but now I have to admit that I was wrong. This is clearly a rhythm of playing six!

The Yin Qing lurking in the void was also stunned. It was originally planned to wait for them to lose both sides, and then look for an opportunity to assassinate. Unexpectedly, it was only a confrontation. This group of Devouring Bone Shaman strongmen who spent the second Heavenly Tribulation fled.

Asura Marshal threw a blank, unhappy and furious, took a bite, and chose the slowest one to chase down.

But obviously, speed is his weakness, even the slowest Devouring Bone Shaman is faster than him. Carrying a cruel and heavy Wolf Fang Club is obviously not dominant in the long-distance running. It is really not a simple matter to want to grab one within a few hundred miles.

The plan still can't keep up with the changes!