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Chapter 716

Words:1899Update:22/06/18 00:21:32

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More and more ferocious beasts were gathering at the governor's mansion. The roars of the beasts shook the heavens and the earth. A terrifying murderous aura filled the air.

At this moment, Dark Shaman City was shrouded in a five-colored mist. Other than the governor's mansion, every corner of the city was filled with the poisonous mist.

Other than the ferocious beasts and the wizards of the eleven Shaman Tribes, there were no other living beings in the city. Other than the governor's mansion, the entire Dark Shaman City had become a dead city.

Even snakes, insects, rats, and ants could not survive here. The five-colored mist could destroy everything in its path. Nothing could survive here. Everything was poisoned to death.

"Bam!"

"Bam!"

"Boom!"

More and more ferocious beasts were attacking the seal of the governor's mansion. The eighteen flags were fluttering in the air, drawing upon the power of the heavens and earth to form a layer of transparent divine light. The divine light kept the ferocious beasts and the poisonous mist at bay.

In front of the main hall of the City Lord Mansion, the people of the Gu Clan were trembling in fear. The ferocious beasts caused their hearts to palpitate. If it weren't for the protection of the formation, the Gu Clan's people would have been torn to shreds by these ferocious beasts.

However, with Xiaoqing and Hei Tian around, the people of the Gu Family were not worried even though they were terrified.

Xiaoqing and Hei Tian did not do anything. Xiaoqing had already flown down from the sky, while Hei Tian was staring at the formation board in his hand with a murderous look.

The formation board glowed with a divine light. A strange force connected to the heavens and earth. It resonated with the formation that Hei Tian had set up in the city. The formation board projected an image of Dark Shaman City.

"I'll leave this to you. Don't forget what I said," Xiaoqing said to Hei Tian. He did not wait for Hei Tian to reply. He turned around and walked into the hall.

He did not want to play this game.

Although Xiaoqing didn't want to play this kind of game, Hei Tian really liked this kind of game where he could control everything. In the city, he was the supreme emperor, and he could control everything.

"What a boring person. Just like Boss, he only knows how to cultivate. Apart from cultivating, he also needs to find some fun to play with so he won't be so boring!" Hei Tian muttered to himself as he watched Xiaoqing's figure disappear into the gate.

In the Shaman Land, only the Lich Demon could pose a threat to Hei Tian and Xiaoqing. Once the Lich Demon died, there was no one else in the Invincible Land who could fight against Xiaoqing and the others.

As long as Xiaoqing and Hei Tian were willing, it would be a piece of cake for them to destroy the entire Witch Tribe.

However, Gu Fei did not want to do so. He did not want to end the legacy of the Witch Tribe. Although the true "Witchcraft" had disappeared for countless years, and the current "Witchcraft" was more like an evil spirit, it was still a "Witch".

Xiaoqing and Hei Tian knew what Gu Fei was thinking, so they did not go too far. Xiaoqing even gave the Witch Tribe a deadline of ten days.

In reality, with Xiaoqing and Hei Tian's temperament, things would be very simple. If they did not surrender, they would kill them, or simply destroy the Witch Tribe, so that the Gu Family would be the strongest family in the Shaman Land.

"F * ck, those bastards. Why are there only a few of them?" Hei Tian said angrily as he sat in front of the hall and stared at the formation plate in his hand.

He sensed from the formation plate that some people had entered Dark Shaman City on flying beasts. However, he only sensed the presence of around a hundred people.

The hundred light spots that represented the Witch Tribe were mixed with the countless light spots that represented the beasts. They were heading toward the city governor's mansion.

The eleven Witch Tribe members were too cautious. They were still probing the city. The real elites were still watching from outside the city. They did not actually enter the city.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

Terrifying beast roars rose around the city governor's mansion. A few powerful beasts emitted a terrifying aura and led countless other beasts to attack the layer of divine light that covered the city governor's mansion.

They were definitely beast-king-level existences.

However, in Hei Tian's eyes, these Beast Kings were no different from kittens and puppies. Even the Blazing Lion from the Beast Shaman Clan would be killed if he wanted to.

At this moment, many people were standing on top of a mountain about ten miles away from Dark Shaman City. Each of them was emitting a demonic aura.

Everyone on the mountain looked nervously at the colorful mist that covered the entire Dark Shaman City. There were three strange beasts hovering above the mountain.

A fifty feet long blood-red bat was circling above the mountain. A thirty to forty feet long flying centipede was as thick as a water bucket and had a pair of wings on its back.

There was also a Bone Dragon the size of a small mountain that was shrouded in a thick aura of death. It had a pair of wings on its back. It was a Bone Dragon with no flesh or blood.

This Bone Dragon's skull had already given birth to a clump of Soul Fire. A powerful Soul Force surged out. It was an Undead Creature.

The Dark Shaman Tribe was the strongest among the Twelve Shaman Tribes. It was only a matter of time before it was devoured by the other Shaman Tribes after being defeated by Gu Fei and the others.

Among the Twelve Shaman Tribes, the Beast Shaman Tribe was skilled in refining Shaman Beasts and controlling beasts. The Ghost Shaman Tribe was skilled in dealing with ghosts. They could control evil spirits and ghosts, and they could also refine undead creatures.

The Bone Dragon was very powerful. It was obvious that it had been refined by the Ghost Shaman Tribe for many years. It was definitely the Ghost Shaman Tribe's ultimate weapon.

The Bone Dragon hovered above the mountain, causing the air above the mountain to be shrouded in an aura of death. The purple Flying Centipede and the blood-red bat hid far away, not daring to get close to the Bone Dragon.

Apart from the elites of the eleven Shaman Tribes, there was also an old man wearing a beast's skin and holding a white bone hammer that was formed from five beast heads on top of the mountain. He was followed by a fearsome Demon Ape.

The Demon Ape was more than thirty feet tall. Its fur was black and shiny, and its body was shrouded in a murderous aura. Its blood-red eyes shone with a ferocious glare that could make one's heart palpitate.

At that moment, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the colorful mist. The crowd immediately tensed up. It was a big black bat, and a man was standing on top of the bat.

Soon, the big bat carried the man and flew to the top of the mountain, landing in front of the crowd.

The man jumped down from the bat's back and walked quickly to the elites of the Shaman Tribe. "Reporting to the Honorable Witch, the enemies in the city are holed up in the City Lord's Mansion. They don't dare to come out."

"What happened?"

"How are the casualties?"

Someone asked impatiently. They looked at their phones eagerly, wanting to know the situation in the city. Everyone pricked up their ears and waited for the man's answer.

"Reporting to the Lords, the enemies in the city have set up a formation around the City Lord's Mansion. Our Shaman Beasts can't break through the formation and we can't do anything to the people inside."

"This …"

Everyone looked at each other and felt a little sad. Those people were able to kill a supreme Lich, so they would definitely not die so easily under the Witch Mist.

The colorful mist was a trump card of the Shaman Tribe. They would not use it easily. It was said that this poisonous mist could even poison immortals to death.

If they could not deal with those people, they would have to surrender to the Shaman Tribe to survive.

"Go and check again!" The old man with the Demon Ape behind him said in a deep voice. He did not look good. The enemy's strength had exceeded everyone's imagination.

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