Chapter 479: Sudden Change (I)
Chapter 479: Sudden Change (I)
The head rolled off the shaman's neck and hit the ground with a dull thud. The heavy sound was swallowed by the roaring tide of demonic qi, yet it struck like a muffled thunderclap in the hearts of the experts watching from the shadows.He's dead?
Shock filled the faces of Bai Lin and Shi Mulan. They knew the abilities of the barbarian shamans well. Their shamanic divine arts were extremely strange, and without preparation, one careless moment could lead to being caught. This was especially true for geniuses who had mastered dream-illusion techniques. Whether one could wield such techniques was a sign of talent on the shaman's path of cultivation.
Only true geniuses could master such powerful divine arts. The shaman, Sar, whom Lin Zheyu had just killed, was one of the barbarian clan's talents. Otherwise, he would not have dared venture deep into the demon god barrier to fight for the opportunity of rule fragments.
Bai Lin quickly reacted and immediately changed his strategy. His figure flashed as he moved to intercept the nearby barbarian warrior.
"Stay right there!" Bai Lin barked.
His aura erupted as powerful blood qi surged out, coiling around him like rising war smoke. The muscles in his arms swelled, and his palm widened like a great fan as he struck at the barbarian warrior. Shi Mulan reacted just as quickly. As the situation shifted, she changed tactics and tied down another expert.
"As expected..." muttered Tu Yuan.
Hiding in the dark, a trace of helplessness appeared on his face. Even the shaman had died. There was no chance left for him. In this situation, as a teammate, he could only grit his teeth and accept it. He had to make a move.
His figure vanished with a pop, and suddenly appeared two hundred meters away.
Tu Yuan slammed his right hand onto the ground. Beside a barbarian expert who was rushing toward Lin Zheyu, a massive earthen wall suddenly rose up with a rumble. Then Tu Yuan waved his left hand, sending a sheet of yellow-brown light sweeping toward the man.
"Your opponent is me!" Tu Yuan moved forward, his voice cold.