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Chapter 152

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The purple flames on the Ten Shamans' bodies grew stronger and stronger.

His aura was also getting stronger and stronger.

Even if they did not use their vital energy, the vital energy ripples around them were much stronger than those of ordinary cultivators.

"The Predecessor Formation truly lives up to its name."

"Pavilion Master, I think we can consider Mingshi Yin's suggestion."

To put it nicely, he was avoiding the sharp edge.

To put it bluntly, he was running away.

The ten purple circles … were still emitting a strange Primal Qi.

It wouldn't be long before all of them descended.

Based on the situation before this, Duanmu Sheng and Mingshi Yin would be able to deal with Wu Sheng and Wu Guan … Ren Buping would only need one Deadly Strike Card to deal with him. As for the others, they were like a plate of loose sand, nothing to fear.

With the addition of Duan Xing and Luo Shisan, Hua Wudao was a match for Luo Shisan.

Duan Ren was tactful. With his temperament, he might not participate in the battle … However, even if he did participate, he would at most send another card. Based on the current item prices, it was still a guaranteed profit.

But now —

It was hard to say.

The Ten Shamans had appeared through the formation.

They were equivalent to the top ten experts.

How could his disciple be a match for him?

The Ten Warlocks were already deceased sages. If he were to use the Deadly Strike Card, he would not be rewarded with merit points and would even waste the number of uses. Wouldn't that be a huge loss?

This situation was a little difficult to handle …

Wu Xian looked at the cloud-splitting chariot indifferently.

He said in a deep voice, "Cheng Huang? Foolish. "

Everyone was confused by his words.

Lu Zhou looked at Wu Xian, one of the Ten Shamans, and said calmly, "You're the leader of the Ten Shamans, Wu Xian?"

Wu Xian looked at Lu Zhou as well.

"You're the master of the Evil Sky Pavilion, Ji Tiandao?"

Their attitudes and tone were very similar.

Lu Zhou did not mind. Instead, he said, "Since you're the Ten Shamans, why are you willing to be Mo Li's lackey?"

"Hmm?"

Wu Xian's voice deepened. "It's not your place to butt in the Ten Shamans' affairs!"

He raised his palms, one above and one below, intertwining with each other.

A faint purplish radiant circle with a diameter of five meters was formed. It shot toward the cloud-splitting chariot.

Lu Zhou remained as still as a mountain.

This was because … he could feel Hua Wudao's Primal Qi fluctuating.

The Six Compatible Seal lit up.

Six huge scripts surrounded Hua Wudao with golden radiance.

The Eight Trigrams under his feet, one Yin and one Yang!

Boom!

The Six Compatible Seal only appeared for an instant before it blocked the faint purple halo.

Wu Xian's gaze landed on Hua Wudao. "Dao Sect …"

"The Ten Shamans are wise sages. After all, the Great Predecessor Formation can only display eighty percent of its power. Moreover, time is limited … Since you're a wise sage, why do you have to be so ignorant? "Hua Wudao cupped his hands.

"Eighty percent should be enough …" Wu Xian waved his hand.

"It's a pity that witchcraft isn't suited for close combat. The casting time is too long. The cloud-splitting chariot … is confident we can leave this place, "Hua Wudao said.

"That depends on whether you have the ability or not!"

Wu Xie, who was ranked last, floated forward.

Wu Gu, Wu Zhen, Wu Li, and Wu Di followed suit.

The five of them were in front.

The other five followed behind.

Wu Xie suddenly did something that no one could understand … He floated into the air and knelt down.

He raised his hands to the sky!

He looked up at the sky!

The Ten Shamans finally made their move.

Everyone narrowed their eyes and looked over!

"Pray."

The purple flames on his body began to spread!

The ten halos below were suddenly filled with a special kind of energy.

A strange sound came from Wu Di's mouth. Together with his Essence, it enveloped the surroundings.

"Praise."

The soundwaves swept forward.

Mingshi Yin wanted to turn around and run. The problem was, if he ran, who would pilot the cloud-splitting chariot?

His master remained where he was. He had no intention of giving the order to flee.

"Witchcraft …" Hua Wudao said in a deep voice, "The ten of them specialize in different areas. However, when they work together, their power is terrifying."

"I've traveled far and wide in my life, but I've never seen the Ten Shamans' techniques. I'd like to see the witchcraft of the Ten Shamans, "Lu Zhou said.

In the worst case scenario, he would clear his merit points and take them away! Even if there were no rewards, he could not afford to lose his life!

Wu Zhen's hands burned.

He moved to Wu Xie's left with a pious expression on his face.

"Sacrifice."

Unfortunately, witchcraft cultivators did not have avatars. Hence, no one could tell how powerful they were.

Duanmu Sheng shouted angrily, "You're full of nonsense … Let me have a taste of your strength!"

After fiddling around for so long, he might as well try it out with his own hands!

Meanwhile.

The sky darkened.

Strictly speaking, the ten halos and the sky above them had become sealed and dark.

Purple meteors rained down from the sky.

"Imperfect Divine Intervention!"

At this moment, Duanmu Sheng's spear shadows shot toward the Ten Shamans who were still casting their spells.

This was how witchcraft worked. How could there be no protective measures when the spell was released slowly?

Wu Xian said tonelessly, "Go."

With a wave of his sleeve, a purple halo expanded and shot toward Duanmu Sheng.

Duanmu Sheng's thousands of spear shadows seemed to be blocked by a circular shield. Bam!

Bam! Bam!

The energy struck the witchcraft shield, causing ripples to spread out.

Duanmu Sheng, who had just sprouted a leaf, had the strength and cultivation base of an ordinary Three-leaf Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator.

However, this ultimate attack was easily blocked by the leader of the Ten Shamans, Wu Xian!

The Ten Shamans were truly powerful!

The female cultivators were worried.

Although Hua Wudao was powerful, he was only skilled in defense. He was no match for Duanmu Sheng if he wanted to disrupt his opponent's spell.

"He's at least at the Six-leaf stage," Hua Wudao exclaimed in shock.

Hua Wudao often sparred with Duanmu Sheng.

He knew the strength of Duanmu Sheng's attack. Even he would have to use his full strength to block this attack.

Based on this, it was clear Wu Xian was ridiculously powerful even with only 80% of his strength.

Duanmu Sheng hovered in the air. His arms were slightly numb.

Wu Di's voice rang in the air.

The weaker female cultivators in the cloud-splitting chariot were beginning to feel dizzy and uncomfortable.

The soundwave was similar to the Buddhist Brahman Lullaby in Dreams … However, its offensive power and influence were much weaker than the Brahman Lullaby in Dreams.

Ren Buping was excited when he saw this.

He watched the show with interest.

Prayers, praises, and sacrifices overlapped.

The remaining Ten Shamans released Primal Qi like a tidal wave.

'The power of witchcraft can help us gather our Primal Qi?'

The others were shocked.

The purple Primal Qi in the air suddenly condensed into energy and rained down like a storm.

From the outside, it looked like a purple meteor shower.

"He's trying to get rid of all of us with one move!"

Hua Wudao walked up to Lu Zhou. "Just as well … I didn't have the chance to unleash my most powerful technique back in the Evil Sky Pavilion. Let me try it today!"

He stepped into the air and left the flying chariot.

Hundred Tribulations Insight!

The Golden Lotus beneath him shone with golden radiance as six leaves sprouted.

Heaven, earth, life, death, water, fire … Existence and non-existence. The eight scripts spun rapidly with Hua Wudao in the center.

He moved with the Eight Trigrams under his feet, combining Yin and Yang.

Wu Xian said indifferently, "Futile struggle."

At about the same time …

The Six Compatible Seal shone brightly and enveloped the cloud-splitting chariot!

Bam! Bam!

The rain of purple energy landed on the Six Compatible Seal.

It was as though raindrops had fallen on a shining golden glass. Energy scattered and rippled in the air.

Duanmu Sheng looked at the Six Compatible Seal in shock. "Elder Hua, you haven't used your full strength while sparring with me?"

Hua Wudao's expression was solemn as he maintained the Six Compatible Seal. "I don't think my old bones can hold on for much longer! My opponent is a Ten Shaman! Pavilion Master, use this opportunity to retreat! "

"Yun Sect's traitor, I'll clean up the sect today!"

Outside the dark space.

One of them stretched out his arm, wielding a long sword that shone with silver light, and flew over!

He pierced through the purple space and stabbed toward the Six Compatible Seal!

"Sword Saint Luo Shisan."

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