Once again, Youying was asked to take the little diploma away from the battlefield, and the faceless Jiejie smiled and cried, and then smashed Panhu down.
Upon seeing this, Patriarch Quan Feng, who wanted to go to support his own people, quickly stopped to deal with this second demon lord.
As a result, the rest of the kobolds will be miserable.
The Kuafu clan has been famous for their fighting in ancient times, and they are like the Hulk Loki against ordinary kobolds.
He grabbed it and smashed it on the ground.
The entire battlefield was instantly filled with the screams of Inufeng.
If it is just an individual difference, the kobolds can make up for it with their numerical advantage.
In the vast prairie, there are many examples of wild dogs attacking and killing large beasts.
But the bad thing is that there are two shamans in Kuteng tribe.
Among them, the clan elder is still the first generation Seven Blood Shaman.
An ancient shaman of this level already has the strength equivalent to that of a celestial shaman.
It's just that their strength lies in their support, not in their own battles.
I saw the Kuteng clan elder taking the unknown ashes handed over by his clansmen and constantly scattering them into the air.
"Great undead ancestors, please send down layers of mist to shield the evil eyes."
As the "spell" was completed, thick fog instantly melted into the entire valley.
It's so thick that you can't even see your fingers.
Under the heavy fog, even Ancestor Panhu was also affected, but the impact was not significant.
It's probably equivalent to suddenly getting a hundred degrees of myopia.
If Panhu is like this, ordinary kobolds are even worse: they are directly suffering from thousands of degrees of myopia, astigmatism, and very serious cataracts.
In short, compared with the blind man, he just lacks a stick to explore the way...
The only ones who are not affected are the warriors of the Kuteng tribe.
They still kill happily.
As a result, the kobold who was already beaten was even more miserable, and suffered countless losses in a short time.
Seeing this, Panhu fought hard to get rid of the "entanglement" of the ghost Buddha and rushed towards the great shaman with a roar.
The first iron rule of the battlefield in ancient times was to kill the opponent's shaman first.
An army with shamans and an army without shamans are completely different.
"Seven Blood Shaman, you and I both come from ancient times, and we finally managed to escape from that catastrophe, so why bother each other!"
"If you are willing to submit to me, ancestor, today, not only will you forget the past, but you will also be canonized as the high priest of the dog seal and enjoy the enshrinement of a country!"
Panhu saw that the Kuteng tribe had no masters and no one could stop him, so he persuaded them to surrender.
After all, a great shaman is too important to any force.
That is to say, everyone in the small courtyard "does not use bean bags as solid food" and treats the great shaman as an ordinary old man living in the mountains.
But precisely because of this, the elder of the Kuteng tribe was always holding his breath in his heart.
As an "old antique" that has existed for thousands of years, he knows the ways of the world:
No bowl of rice can feed idle people for a long time, let alone the golden rice bowl of the royal family!
Therefore, the old man is well prepared for this day.
For yourself, and for the future of your people!
It was with this mentality that the clan elder just sneered when he saw Panhu rushing towards him.
While spreading the ashes in his hand more quickly, he chanted loudly.
"The spirits of our ancestors tell us to be brave and fearless!"
"All darkness will eventually pass, and the scorching fire of the sun will surely reignite - the wrath of the ancestors!"
Wrath of the Ancestors, translated into the game language is rage.
Of course, the great shaman did not bless himself, but "threw" it to the giant cocoon that rushed over.
Under the dual blessing of bloodthirsty and violent rage, Wicked Cocoon roared to the sky, and the white gas it spewed out was like a train chimney.
The body size also more than doubled.
The always stubborn butt-length skirt finally couldn't hold on anymore and shattered into countless vine leaves with a snap.
The Shouyang copper stick struck Panhu head-on with a sound like an arrow piercing the air.
"In the name of my second warrior of the Kuvine Tribe, 'Cocoon Wusang Ilishtirna', you go to hell, old dog!"
He deserved Panhu's misfortune because he had no idea that the primitive man with his big butt naked in front of him was an uneducated person.
Therefore, he didn't take the evil cocoon seriously at all, and just blocked it with the canine sword at will.
There was a loud bang and smoke and dust flying everywhere.
When the smoke and dust cleared, the panhu was like a nail, smashed into the soil from the navel down.
Even the canine-tooth sword was trembling constantly, showing the consternation in his master's heart at this time.
"Barbarian, you, how do you have so much strength?!"
"Are you an uneducated person that is hard to come by in a thousand years?!"
The level of wickedness in the cocoon of wickedness has become better than before after being influenced by Mr. Chen. Of course, he knows the principle of "beating the drowned dog".
With a flick of his big head, the bloodline of "Kuafu", who is a hundred meters tall, was revealed, and he raised his big foot and stepped on the Panhu, which was half exposed.
"Old dog, second warrior, I will trample you to death!"