The battle continued.
In order to wash away the shadow of the word "kid", Xing Fu tried his best to show off on the battlefield.
Those who didn't know him praised him, but those who knew him pitied him.
Because they knew that no matter how strong the kid was, he was just playing house.
Xing Ba didn't tell his son that he was beaten up by the group.
He was afraid that his son would go crazy.
If his force was equivalent to an ordinary mid-sized tribe in the Shaman Continent, then Xie Tian, who had 28 peak Nirvana Saint Stage powerhouses, was equivalent to the eight great tribes.
With such a force, how could Xie Tian be a simple stone carving master?
The more he saw his son fighting, the more upset he felt, but he was also relieved.
How could he not know that Xing Fu was a fool in the eyes of the big shots?
But compared to being scared crazy by Xie Tian, he would rather his son be treated as a fool.
Outside the basin, there was no more sorrow of death.
Xie Tian was also missing from the Stone tribe's battle team.
But the two little ones didn't need Xie Tian's power anymore.
After being taught by Xie Tian for more than half a year, they finally began to develop their strength at a shocking speed.
This kind of strength, coupled with their chilling eyes, was enough to deal with most tribes.
Hou Shuo still followed behind Xie Tian.
Behind Hou Shuo, Xing Sha followed.
Xie Tian walked and stopped, and the stone carvings in his hands were made one by one.
Every time he carved one, Xing Sha would subconsciously look at it to see if it was him.
Now he was only worried about one thing. Would Xie Tian carve countless of himself, and then give one to everyone …
"You are a shaman who is not afraid of anything …"
Xing Sha was murmuring in grief and indignation when Xie Tian disappeared.
"Where is he!" Xing Sha stared.
Hou Shuo was not surprised. "The shaman is here again."
"Where is he? I just want to vent my anger! "
Hou Shuo sneered. "You can't even find him, and you still want to vent …"
Before his voice died away, the two leaders' expressions changed, and they disappeared instantly.
When they saw Xie Tian, they were even more shocked.
Because the aura that caused their expressions to change was currently entering Xie Tian's body.
This aura was a hundred times more terrifying than that of a Wizard!
"Don't worry about me."
The aura disappeared. Xie Tian was unharmed.
After stowing the six Primordial Oracles into the Celestial Soul Prison, Zhang Xuan took out his carving knife and continued inscribing.
The two leaders looked at each other in shock.
"A soul aura on par with Nirvana Saint pinnacle? How is this possible?"
"It's not the realm, it's the aura. I've only sensed the destruction in the aura from the Law Shaman that Patriarch Hou Yu captured …"
…
Next, Xie Tian kept disappearing.
The two leaders continued to search.
In just an hour, more than a hundred Magi had died in Xie Tian's hands.
Every time, the two leaders could feel the sudden appearance of a terrifying aura.
They became more and more apprehensive, and a trace of palpitation appeared in their powerful hearts.
They discovered that Law Shamans were no different from ordinary Shamans in the face of this terrifying aura. They couldn't resist at all.
"One hundred and thirty-six is too few."
Xie Tian sighed, put away his carving knife, and began to roast the meat.
Hou Shuo and the other leader looked at each other and resisted the urge to ask.
They were worried that if they asked, Xie Tian would say something that they absolutely could not accept.
As Xie Tian roasted the meat, he looked at the newly recruited 136 Wizard Shaman souls.
In just a quarter of an hour, the 136 Wizard Shaman souls were refined by the Will of Destruction and fused with the 59 Wizard Shamans, forming an even larger black soul hand.
For Shamans, Law Shamans were a nightmare.
But for Xie Tian, Law Shaman souls were one of his new trump cards.
"First level Dao Enlightenment, I don't dare to take it head-on …"
After carefully comprehending the new soul hand, Xie Tian was filled with anticipation.
"When will there be a Law Shaman on par with Nirvana Saints …"
His expectations were dashed.
In the next few days, the Law Shamans didn't appear again.
"Can you not follow me?" Xie Tian looked at Hou Shuo and the other leader. "If you follow me, they won't dare to come looking for me."
This was f * cking pretentious! Xing Sha cursed.
Hou Shuo said, "Let's go back. They won't be coming for the time being. Also, it's a critical time to worship the Witch Ancestor."
The battle ended.
No one doubted that the eight tribes were in the top eight.
The Stone tribe, an unknown small tribe, could actually rush into the top 30, it really made people's jaws drop.
The most impressive thing was the Stone Gate.
However, even in battle, the two of them had a silly look on their faces. The huge difference made the two of them stand out even more.
Next was the most important part of worshipping the Witch Ancestor — the worship.
There were too many rules in the worship ceremony. Xie Tian didn't want to understand them at all.
Wu Shang's Nirvana Saint Level 1 cultivation had been completely consolidated and his combat power had skyrocketed.
Xiao Chan's cultivation had also officially reached the peak of the Illusionary Divine Stage.
Hou Shuo often went to the Shi tribe to look for Xie Tian.
To chat.
To mock each other.
And then to wait for Xie Tian to pat himself on the back.
After half a month of battle, Xie Tian had refined some of the power in his body. His evil body had recovered to 40%, but he didn't advance.
It wasn't that he didn't have enough power, but he was purposely suppressing it.
The level of his evil body was enough for now.
Rather than pursuing a higher level, it was better to pursue being stronger than others of the same level.
Although this was a waste of the power given to him by Hou Yu, he already had a lot of power in his body. It wasn't a problem at all.
As for Xing Fu, he was in a pitiful state.
He couldn't stand at the peak of his life in the battle and wanted to look for Xie Tian in the Shi tribe.
But his father broke both his legs.
He looked for him again and was interrupted again.
After being interrupted three times, Xing Ba felt the emotional crisis between father and son and finally brought Hou Shuo out.
Although Xing Fu was angry, he didn't dare to say anything.
The evil fire in his heart towards Xie Tian was burning even more.
But as long as it didn't come out, it was a good thing. Xing Ba thought.
In the blink of an eye, the preparations for the worship ceremony were completed.
At the same time, bad news came from the patrol team outside the basin.
When Xie Tian saw the thousands of corpses on the ground, he knew it was bad news.
But when Hou Hao spoke, Xie Tian understood that what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg.
"Other than these warriors, thousands more have disappeared."
The shameless Hou Hao didn't have a smile on his face, only anger.
Xie Tian was very surprised.
Unless it was an Immortal Venerable, no one could hide from him.
Although the outer area of the basin was too vast, and he couldn't monitor it all the time, he knew that the other wasn't trying to take advantage of the loopholes.
Because of this, Xie Tian had no reason to let the other go.
"This time, I don't need them to follow me."
Hou Hao hesitated.
Although he knew that Xie Tian had broken the Desolate Lock Formation and more than three thousand Supreme Beings had become his blood slaves, he didn't dare to agree when he thought of Xie Tian's background.
"If they follow me, I will have to take care of them."
Xie Tian waved his hand and left.
Hou Shuo wanted to curse.
Hou Hao sighed and said, "Let's prepare both ways. We can't stop here. You should organize some people …"
Hou Shuo felt better after hearing that.
Even the shaman didn't think he could …
"At least we can help him attract some firepower."
Hou Shuo turned around and left after Hou Hao finished his sentence.
If he didn't leave, he really wanted to cry.
In the night, thousands of mountains were sleeping, and the coldness was even more obvious.
Xie Tian displayed his evil emotions and activated the Battle Sage Celestial Art.
This was the first time he did this in the Magus Continent.
He had to admit that once the evil emotions and the Battle Sage Celestial Art were combined, their power exploded.
He had finally captured the aura that could kill more than a thousand people and cause thousands of people to lose their way under his nose.
He took a step forward. Before he could stabilize himself, he saw a young shaman standing in the middle of a flower surrounded by thousands of corpses. The corpse flower seemed to be blooming for him.
This shaman was very strange.
Although he was in his original form, his body was thin and slender. He looked more like a human than a shaman who relied on his body.
But that was not the point.
The point was that Xie Tian felt a faint tingling pain all over his body.
Just from this reaction, he knew that the shaman in front of him was not a Supreme Being, but he was stronger than a god.
"You killed nearly two hundred of my subordinates?"
The shaman's voice was calm. There was no cruelty or ferocity in it. It sounded like he was chatting.
Xie Tian nodded.
The shaman also nodded. "My name is Shaman."
As soon as he said that, Xie Tian's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously looked at his feet.
Under his feet, a huge corpse flower bloomed, revealing a bloody mouth, and swallowed him.
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