In Zuenura's opinion, the Basteto mask must be on Yang Mu.

As long as you are a priest, you will not give up such a treasure with magical power.

The smile on Yang Mu's face gradually faded away, and he stared at Zuenula and said, "High Priest Zuenula, I know that the Basteto mask may be of no use to me now. But if I can repair it, it will definitely strengthen my strength. As you said, it is a treasure, how could I give it up easily?"

Yang Mu's words were equivalent to taking things into consideration by himself.

Zuenurah's eyes suddenly opened and she shouted loudly: "Then you have to prepare and bear the punishment Horus has against you!"

"The roar of the lion!"

Zuenula roared to the sky, and her body suddenly crawled and lay on the ground.

Behind him, a phantom of a lion swayed, her hair and beard were bulging, and she was extremely ferocious.

The phantom of the lion was two or three meters high, with a sharp teeth, which looked very terrifying.

Zuenurratun rushed out, the phantom twisted, instantly immersed in his body, and rushed towards Yang Mu with his body.

That momentum and the magical power contained in the body made Yang Mu look distorted.

Yang Mu rose up, turned around in the air twice, avoiding Zuenula's attack. With a loud bang, the water flow of the waterfall seemed to be paused at that moment. The rock where Yang Mu stood was shattered under Zuenula's attack. The stone chips filled the air with water vapor, and a figure slowly walked from the thick fog.

Is this the power of Zuenurah?

Yang Mu's mouth twitched, still calming down.

This should be a witch technique similar to the inducing spirits into the body... Master once said during his lifetime that there was a magic spell in China that used to support the phoenix and borrow the orifices, which was very similar to the witch technique used by Zuenula. Of course, Yang Mu would not support the phoenix and borrow the orifices. But among the witch technique, there is a witch technique called "spiritual art", which will not be inferior to Zuenula after practicing it.

However, this psychic technique has extremely special requirements for "spirit".

If you cannot find a powerful enough spirit, you will not be able to exert the power of spiritual art.

It is obvious that Zuenula has found a "spirit" suitable for him, and a "spirit" suitable for Yang Mu, but I don't know where it is.

If you rely solely on your own strength, it will probably be very troublesome.

If Yang Mu hadn't lit up the first life star and the witch power had greatly improved, he might not have been able to avoid Zuenula's attack just now.

But even if the first life star is lit up, it is not easy to defeat Zuenula. Especially after Zuenula has the power of "spirit" to help, Yang Mu has no chance of winning in his heart.

Zuenurah missed a single blow, and the violent aura around her became more and more powerful.

He suddenly opened his hand, "The power of the bear!"

Above his head, a giant bear phantom, four or five meters tall, appeared. Zuenula roared and was about to attack, and the giant bear phantom behind him also twisted with the formation.

"Slow down, I've changed my mind!"

Yang Mu suddenly shouted loudly, holding the crescent moon scimitar in his hand, and lifted it up.

The phantom of the giant bear swayed, and Zuenula immediately stopped, her eyes that were sunken like skeletons stared at Yang Mu...

Although Zuenula is aggressive, she dares not really fight against Yang Mu.

The reason why he attacked was more to give Yang Mu a deterrent.

Once the war between the priests begins, it will definitely last forever. Therefore, if there is no need, the priests are not willing to force people too much. However, the mask of Basteto is of great significance to Zuenurah, and he must take it back.

If Yang Mu is willing to bow his head...

You know, Yang Mu killed half of his carapace worms before.

Zuenula didn't know what kind of weapon Yang Mu was using, but he knew that the weapon must be very powerful. He was very curious about that weapon and was very coveted. But he also knew that the mask of Basteto was easy to ask for. If he wanted that mysterious weapon, he might really have to share his life and death with Yang Mu. If, if Yang Mu used that weapon, Zuenula would not have the confidence to win. Even if he killed Yang Mu, he would probably be seriously injured.

It’s better to take the Basteto mask back first, and wait until he merges with the power of the Basteto mask before chasing Yang Mu!

So, when Yang Mu shouted to stop, Zuenura stopped.

"How is Priest Yang Mu willing to hand over the Basteto mask?"

Yang Mu coughed gently and put down his hand.

"You are, psychic?"

Zuenulla narrowed her eyes and nodded after a while.

"What a great psychic technique!"

Yang Mu made a sudden look, and a hint of envy flashed in his eyes, which made Zuenula feel a little proud.

Priests are human too!

Before reaching a certain level, there are still people's emotions and six desires.

Zuenura has seen a lot of envy and awe of ordinary people. But if he is a priest with supernatural powers, the feeling is a hundred times more than that of ordinary people.

"Prince Yangmu, as long as you hand over the Basteto mask, I can guarantee that no one dares to provoke you in Côte d'Ivoire, and you will also become a friend of the Maraves."

Côte d'Ivoire has a population of 30 million, 69 ethnic groups, and thousands of tribes that believe in primitive sects.

Not every tribe is qualified to have a priest or a priest who understands supernatural powers. Zuenula is not talking big. With his ability and influence, he does have the capital to say such words to Yang Mu.

Yang Mu lowered his head and fell into deep thought!

Zuenula was still vigilant, and the shadow of the giant bear above her head made low and terrifying roars from time to time...

He is putting pressure on Yang Mu!

A moment later, just when Zuenula was a little impatient, Yang Mu suddenly raised his head.

"Okay, I'll give you the Basteto mask, anyway, this thing should belong to you."

A smile suddenly appeared on Zuenura's face.

Although his smile looked very scary, Yang Mu felt that the pressure outside his body was lighter.

"I got this thing by accident. If I wanted to repair it, it would probably cost me a lot of energy. The Baban people no longer exist now. Even if they have them, I may not be able to give me too much support. It would be better to return it to you.

OK, you won, I'll give it to you!"

As he said that, Yang Mu's empty hand leaned towards his backpack.

There was a hint of enthusiasm and a hint of greed in Zuenura's eyes.

"for you!"

Yang Mu took out an object from his backpack and suddenly flew towards Zuenula. A stream of light broke through the air and emitted a light thunder.

Zuenula was startled and immediately realized that she had fallen into Yang Mu's plan, so she quickly dodged and dodged.

"Guru, take action!"

After Yang Mu threw out the stream of light, he roared.

A blue shadow rose into the air, turning into millions of blue lights in the air, covering Zuenula.

The blue light was like raindrops, and no matter how powerful Zuenula's magic power was, it was difficult to avoid it. More importantly, he could not use his spiritual skills without having time to condense the "spirit" and could not use his spiritual skills. Therefore, he was in a hurry, but his body was still hit by the blue light, and the blood instantly dyed the snow-white sacrificial robe red.

"You liar!"

Zuenula roared in anger.

But before he could respond, Yang Mu had already come to him.

The crescent moon scimitar in his hand turned into a crescent arc of light and slashed out. The spiritual literature on the blade flashed, turning into red streams of light.

puff!

The crescent moon slashed on Zuenula's body fiercely. Zuenula roared in pain and raised his hand to hit Yang Mu with an ivory eagle-headed staff. With a click, Yang Mu's arm holding the knife was broken, but his other hand grabbed the ivory eagle-headed staff, bent his knees and hit Zuenula's chest, which made Zuenula spit blood and flew out.

As a high priest, Zuenurah's body has extraordinary tenacity.

He broke his ribs by Yang Mu. After rolling on the ground twice, he turned over and stood up, and his face showed a look of panic.

A strange force came from the wound that was slashed by the crescent moon scimitar, which seemed to be quickly devouring his blood.

At the same time, the wound hit by the blue light was also filled with numbness and itchiness, and it was losing consciousness.

Yang Mu half knelt on the ground, holding an eagle-headed crutch in one hand and a scimitar in the other, with a strange smile on his face.

The blue shadow flashed, and the gurgled slammed on Yang Mu's shoulder, as if warning Zuenula.

"Prince Yang Mu, you won this time, but our affairs are not over!"

When Zuenura saw Guru, he knew that it was impossible to take back the Basteto mask from Yang Mu. So he roared and jumped into the air, like a stream of light passing by, disappearing in the blink of an eye, leaving only his roar, echoing in the air.
Chapter completed!