Regardless of whether it was what had happened in the Origin Realm or what had happened in the Outer Catacombs, Wu Neng was burning with rage, and he wanted to tear Fenghao to pieces.
However, he now realized that the person in front of him was not as easy to deal with as he had imagined.
Feng Hao and the others were skilled in both offense and defense. They were the main attackers, the defense, and the support. Even though the Shaman Spirits outnumbered them by several times, they were still unable to get close to them. This made Wu Neng furious.
He was anxious.
Originally, he wanted to quickly finish off Fenghao and then search for the various wondrous items in the inner tomb. Who knew that he would not be able to obtain anything after attacking for a long time. This caused him to become angry, and he could not help but become anxious.
He couldn't afford to waste his time here. Otherwise, there would really be nothing left.
"Damn it."
Wu Neng gritted his teeth so hard that they were about to shatter as he looked at the huge handprints that were falling one after another. However, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not move a single step forward. Even if he tried to charge forward, he would be smashed back after a short while. This made him so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.
"Let's go."
He withdrew his hand hatefully and retreated.
Hearing his words, the clansmen of the Shaman Spirit clan felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They retreated towards his side, and their expressions were as ugly as if they had eaten a fly. Many of them were in extremely sorry states, and their faces were covered in dirt.
It seemed that Yan Qing's Divine Lightning and Xie Yandong's Divine Fire had made them suffer a lot. Now, it could be said that they went for wool and came home shorn.
"Haha … Sons of bitches, come and kill your Grandpa Long."
Long Yue Guan's loud roar made the faces of the Shaman Spirit Clansmen, who were already infuriated, swell to purple.
Wasn't this a slap in the face?
"Bastard, come out and fight me if you have the ability."
"Trash, you only know how to hide."
"Coward."
Some of the Shaman Spirits retorted unwillingly, their eyes spitting fire.
They remembered that when they were in the Thunder Mountains and Sea of Fire, this guy had used many underhanded tricks. The reason why they were in such a sorry state was because of this guy.
"Son of a bitch, come at me if you have the guts."
Being scolded by them, Dragon Moon Pass was also enraged. He raised the giant axe in his hand, and a violent aura rolled out. His entire body was covered in black light.
"Courting death."
A fierce light flashed in the eyes of those Voodoo Spirits. Mottled patterns spread all over their bodies, and a strange aura spread out. Those incantations were like poisonous snakes, covering the sky and covering the earth as they rushed over.
"Boom boom boom …"
What welcomed them was naturally the Thunder Mountain and Fire Sea. Two kinds of energy that excelled in attacking surged over, destroying everything and annihilating these poisonous snakes.
"Enough."
Seeing that they were still going to charge forward, Wu Neng bellowed.
Although their hearts were raging with rage, they did not dare to disobey Wu Neng's orders. They resentfully retreated and furiously glared at the Dragon Moon Pass that was still constantly cursing.
"Let's go."
Wu Neng viciously glared at Feng Hao before turning around and leading the group of people into a nearby tunnel.
"Hehe, this feels great."
Seeing that they had fled with their tails between their legs, Dragon Moon Pass grinned.
Ever since they were framed, everyone had been sulking in their hearts. Now that the Voodoo Spirit Clan had suffered two losses in a row, they couldn't help but feel a lot better.
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth also couldn't help curling up.
A united team was indeed much stronger than a motley crew.
More than twenty people from the Voodoo Spirit Clan was three times their number. If they did not fight individually and united, it would not be impossible for them to break through the Thunder Mountain and Fire Sea with their strength. However, they had dispersed their attacks, which was why they couldn't take down the Voodoo Spirit Clan.
This was also something that couldn't be helped. They were all top geniuses of the Voodoo Spirit Clan, and they disdained to cooperate with others. Just like Feng Hao and the others, if they were not ruthlessly abused by Liu Canyan, they would not have the intention to cooperate.
However, in this tomb, they had tasted the benefits of working together. At this time, no matter what kind of strong enemy they were facing, they naturally had a united front.
After a while, Feng Hao calmed his mind and swept his gaze across the surrounding space.
This was a large hall that was constructed from limestone, and it emitted an ancient and desolate aura. At the end of the hall were nine pitch-black passageways that were lined up side by side. A gloomy aura spread out from them, and they were like nine black holes that swallowed everything.
"Which one?"
Fenghao did not ask Xue Mo. Instead, he took out the little ball and asked it.
Little Ball seemed to understand the importance of this moment and did not throw a tantrum. Its pair of gem-like eyes were flowing with an inexplicable divine light as it scanned the nine passageways, as if it could see through everything and see the end.
At this moment, Xue Mo, who was standing behind everyone, also had a pair of eyes that flickered like stars in the universe, as if … he was also calculating something.
"Squeak."
When its gaze shifted to the sixth passageway, Little Ball decisively pointed its claws there.
"Let's go."
Without asking Xue Mo, Feng Hao decisively led the group toward the sixth passageway.
In fact, he was even more anxious than Wu Neng and the others, because the Flying Feather Clan had already been in the tomb for nearly half a month.
Not long after they entered the passageway, a few other groups barged in. They randomly chose a passageway and dashed in, not even bothering to stay in the hall.
…
The interior of the pitch-black cave was slightly damp, unlike the dryness of the outside. It made people feel as if they were in a cave, and there was even a faint cool breeze. Everyone's hearts couldn't help but tighten. They carefully walked forward, not daring to be too fast.
"Eh, why isn't Brother Xue following us?"
Ge Hong's puzzled voice rang out from behind, causing everyone to stop in their tracks. They looked left and right, but could not find any trace of Xue Mo.
"What's going on? How did we lose him?"
Long Yueguan asked in a gruff voice, feeling rather surprised.
They did not encounter any danger after entering this passageway, so it would be somewhat unreasonable to say that they had lost him.
"Let's go back and look for him."
Xie Yandong suggested.
After all, Xue Mo might seem aloof and aloof, but he had indeed helped them a lot in the tomb and saved them a lot of trouble.
"There's no need."
Just as everyone was about to head back, Feng Hao, who was at the very front, spoke up.
"Brother Feng, why is that?"
After a brief moment of daze, Xie Yandong furrowed his brows and asked.
Regardless of what kind of person Xue Mo was, at the very least, they were now a team, and he definitely could not abandon his teammates.
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