The auras of the two armies formed a strong contrast. The Human Army was cheering, while some people from the Shaman Spirit Clan were starting to feel dejected. If they couldn't even defeat a Rank 7 expert, how were they supposed to fight?
"My lord, this …" The fat fox advisor was in disbelief. The Divine Master Body of the Shaman Spirit Clan was actually defeated by the Phantom Martial Body of the Human Race.
The person in charge of the Shaman Spirit Clan only recovered after a long while. He shook his head vigorously and said, "Impossible. How can the Divine Master Body of my clan be defeated like this? It's absolutely impossible."
But no matter how much they refused to believe it, the scene in front of them had happened. The Divine Master Body of the Shaman Spirit Clan, a Rank 7 expert, was actually defeated by the Human Race.
Within the Human Race army, Gongsun Jing did not seem to believe that the Divine Master Body of the Shaman Spirit Clan would be defeated like this. That was the Divine Master Body, not a cat or dog, let alone a Rank 7 expert. How could he be defeated so easily?
"Heh, what's the point of thinking so much? In any case, Little Feng has won." Long Yueguan laughed heartily. Little Qing Meng, who was in the embrace of Joan Of Arc, clenched her fists in joy and shouted, "Daddy, you can do it!"
Compared to the excitement of the Human Race army, Fenghao was still frowning. He was trying to figure out what was wrong. After all, his opponent was a Divine Master. If he had been defeated so easily, he would not have been able to withstand a single blow.
"He's fine."
All of a sudden, Leng Yu Sen and the afterimage blurted out at the same time. At this moment, Feng Hao's expression abruptly changed as he shifted his gaze to the place where the masked man had fallen.
There, he could feel an aura gradually rising, as if a demon had broken free from its shackles and was about to be born.
"Despicable Human Race, I'll bury all of you with me."
A furious roar soared into the sky. Soon after, a black figure appeared in Feng Hao's line of sight. The speed of this black figure was extremely fast. In fact, it was even faster than his previous speed.
Feng Hao didn't dare to underestimate the dim light contained within. Immediately, he activated the Rushing Tiger Fist once again and used a tyrannical stance to collide with the masked man.
Bang!
This time, when the two collided, the aura that spread out was even more shocking. Even many experts from the two armies in the distance could not help but take a few steps back.
Feng Hao and the masked man retreated a few steps in the air at the same time. Feng Hao's expression turned serious. The masked man's strength seemed to have increased by quite a bit.
He raised his head and looked at the masked man opposite him. The energy ripple impact from earlier had caused a crack to appear on the mask on his face. The crack extended from between his eyebrows, making him appear even more terrifying.
"Hey, your mask is already broken, yet you're still not willing to take it off. What, could it be that you're so ugly that you can't show your face?" Feng Hao curled his lips and said. Although the masked man's cultivation was at the seventh rank, it was not impossible to defeat him.
Hearing Feng Hao's ridicule, the masked man was so angry that his entire body trembled. He couldn't even speak as he glared angrily at Feng Hao. After a while, he slowly said, "Looks like I won't be able to deal with you without using my true strength."
After speaking, he ignored the changes in Feng Hao's expression and directly placed his hand on the cracked mask on his face.
"Every generation of the Master Divine Body of the Shaman Spirit Clan will wear a special mask. This is because the physique of the Master Divine Body bestows the Shaman Spirit Clan with even more powerful runes. It is definitely a power that you can't imagine."
After that, the masked man slowly took off his mask under Feng Hao's slightly changed expression, revealing an extremely ugly face. No, it was already an appearance that could not be described with the word ugly. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Feng Hao would definitely think that the Master Divine Body of the Shaman Spirit Clan was a living monster.
Seeing the true appearance of the masked man, the corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched. After a while, he said in a mischievous manner, "I finally know why you like to wear a mask. So it turns out that you're too ugly."
The Master Divine Body of the Shaman Spirit Clan trembled with anger from Feng Hao's words. He wished that he could immediately kill Feng Hao. When the experts of the Human Race saw his appearance, they could not help revealing looks of disdain.
He was too ugly, indescribably ugly. His facial features could simply scare people to death. Even Little Qing Meng could not help shrinking into Joan Of Arc's embrace after seeing his ugly appearance.
On the city wall of the Shaman Spirit Clan, the fat fox military advisor and the person in charge of the Shaman Spirit Clan could not help sighing. As members of the Shaman Spirit Clan, they already knew that the Master Divine Body of every generation of the Shaman Spirit Clan was extremely ugly. Therefore, they would wear a special mask. Firstly, it could conceal their appearance, and secondly, it could suppress the runes in their body. As a Divine Body of the Shaman Spirit Clan, their greatest strength was naturally their talent in runes.
"Since that lord has taken off his mask, that means that he's prepared to use the power of runes. I'm afraid that it's impossible for that human to turn the tables no matter how powerful his Phantom Martial Body is."
The person in charge of the Shaman Spirit Clan sighed. As someone in the middle of the Shaman Spirit Clan, he naturally knew more about the secrets of the Master Divine Body.
At this moment, there was a strange azure rune flickering on the forehead of the masked man. It seemed to contain a strange power that could not be ignored.
"You've forced me to do this. All the humans that have entered the battlefield today must die." The masked man spoke ferociously. Coupled with his extremely ugly appearance, it could simply scare people to death.
The corner of Feng Hao's mouth slightly twitched, but he did not dare to underestimate the masked man. The Shaman Spirit Clan possessed the talent of runes, which could unleash even greater power. This could very well become a factor that could affect the outcome of the battle.
At this moment, the green rune between the brows of the masked man continuously flickered with light. Gradually, densely-packed runes appeared on his entire body. These runes interweaved together and covered his entire body. In fact, they even fused together with the glove that flickered with a dim light on his hands.
Seeing this scene, Feng Hao's face couldn't help turning even more solemn. According to his understanding, the power of runes of the Shaman Spirit Clan shouldn't be like this. The Master Divine Body of the Shaman Spirit Clan before him was very strange.
In the next moment, the masked man's eyes abruptly erupted with divine light. His entire body was enveloped by an azure rune that covered his entire body, including the glove. Those runes constantly flickered like a ball of azure light.
"Destiny Rune, condense!"
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